THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

As for boys under twenty (maybe it was a trick of the milk or the cheese) we relieved our horniness in every way possible.  The valleys, the forests, the woods, and the hills, all whistled with our furious  and ravenous jacking-off. The bushes were shaken by the storm of our hands. When we were tending the sheep or were at work, we were often seized by these attacks: shortness of breath, lump in the throat, and prick stiff as a rod, harder than the handle of the hoe we were holding.

(Ledda/Padrone, 1975)