Curiously, I was excited myself and actually discovered a damp patch in my pants when I went to the toilets (bogs!) at break to look at myself. Barry followed me into the bogs and when I went into the cubicle, came with me! ‘Come out here Boy!…. Barry followed me into the bogs and when I went into the cubicle, came with me! BEND OVER……. The only sexual activity was between teenaged boys! Some times we would even ‘play’ school and he would bend over and allow me to slipper his bottom… I think he planned it to happen… Well after that, tuesday afternoons were never really the same. It was around this time that Barry started to come over to my place on a Tuesday afternoon. These ‘punishments’ were always carried out with our trousers and pants round our ankles! After a few strokes he was out of control; once when he pulled back, the air he had pistoned into my arse came out like a huge wet fart, but still he thundered on until he
