By Max Swan. A month after I split up with my last girlfriend, Dana, I developed this awful rash around my nuts for some reason. I didn’t think it was an STI as I hadn’t had sex since I broke up with Dana, only jerked off. The Doctor assured me it looked more like an allergic reaction, so he prescribed some cream. Initially, it worked well, but the rash kept coming back, and eventually the cream stopped working. The rash
Read moreBy dedburdie. OK, class, quiet! As you all know, today is a very special day. Some of you have been looking forward to it, others dreaded it like the worst nightmare. Yeah, Billy, looking at you. Well, I shouldn’t assume, but you know, experience shows. We shall see soon. Where was I? Yes, today is the day we measure the boys and, based on the results, assign them their respective roles. Look at Jim, grinning from ear
Read moreBy SPH Sub. I was at a party in an affluent part of Inner West London thrown by my friend Ophelia, who I’d met ten years earlier at the University. Like me, aged twenty-nine, most of the people here were in their late twenties. We were drinking gin, having minor squabbles over whose Spotify playlist to use, chatting pseudo-highbrow bullshit – the usual party stuff. But a couple of hours ago, a boy walked in who I’d not seen before.
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