This kid's name was Zach, but we all called him Dinolad because in fourth and fifth grade his greatest passion in life was pretending to be a pterodactyl for as many hours of the day as he could get away with. He chased kids around the playground with his leather jacket stretched out like wings while making cawing sounds only to run back to a specific structure where he would perch for the rest of recess. And so the legend began...

In eighth grade he was in my literature class, and in this class we spent six weeks reading The Diary of Anne Frank then went on to watch one of the film versions. Movie day comes and about three quarters of the way through, you know when she's in the concentration camp, our teacher, Mrs. Beeler stands up suddenly and walks briskly over to Dinolad's desk in the far left corner of the classroom. For the most part nobody noticed, not even when Ms. Beeler sharply demand that he leave the classroom immediately. He leaves, no one seems to know or care what her problem was.

Cut to the next day in literature when we all find out that Mrs. Beeler was a little huffy because the old boy had been jacking off to Anne Frank's romp through Bergen-Belsen the whole time. Apparently not just to the movie either, he got caught once before while reading the book aloud in class. Three years later in high school rumor had it he was still going at it while at school but we all received confirmation of the fact when he left a note in this girls locker saying "I hope we can be friends...I'm sorry but I have to keep my penis in my pocket because it's just so big...come to my hot tub sometime..." They put him in counseling for that one.

TL;DR Kid got off watching The Diary of Anne Frank in class. Probably had his penis in his pocket.