when was 15 went on school trip to Callela in Spain, was after one of the girls on the trip, so was my best mate, he dissapeared one eve and came back to our room slaughtered, wouldnt tell me where hed been, just laughing, i told him if he didnt tell me if hed got off with her i was going to burn him with the travel iron, he just laughed, having said i was going to and i unbuttoned his shirt whilst he lay there fucked and laughing and now with a bit of an audience of rest of room, had to do it, asked him once more, he laughed, so i held the iron down on him for a bit.
not my proudest moment.
he screamed and then laughed and went to sleep. woke up in the morning and he was gone. when i met him later in the day he had something to show me, opened up his shirt and had a steroplast thing on his chest. pulled it back and was a massive blister. he thought he was sunburnt! teachers found out later that day when it got more serious. i got grounded for rest of holiday.
mates.