Being 15-16 and in Jr High School was torture....I had a hard on ALL the time, as I'm sure my fellow classmates did as well. One memorable day I walked into math class, with Ms Tomaselli. As she greeted us she glanced at my crotch and her eyes focused on my crotch...Oh God !!!
I took my seat, and within minutes she started calling us up to retreive our previous days quiz. Being close to the top of the alphabet my name was called, and I began to make my way to the her desk, bone and all. This was the '70s where we wore tight pants, so everything showed.
Her eyes were fixed on my crotch when I got to her desk and she made a comment about me having a "hard time" with some "problems" in her class. I didn't get it till well after class. Duh ! I was a goofy teen....
I'm sure she had many stories through the years of guys like me.....