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to his bedroom for ‘extra lessons’ and we all took our clothes off and stood in a circle while Mr Harris stroked us. He took his clothes off too and played with himself. Sometimes he knelt down and sucked our willies. I liked that, because it got hard and felt really nice.

One day I was in his room and while he was sucking me, he put his finger up my bottom.

‘Can I put my willie there?’ he asked, but I shook my head.

He asked me if I would like to suck him. I didn’t want to. He had a really tiny willie. It was smaller than mine, but I was a bit frightened to touch it. He put his arms round me and pressed his willie up against mine and held them both in his hand at the same time. Then he started groaning and then this funny white stuff came out of his willie all over my tummy.

He said if I would suck him, he’d make me a prefect. So I did. It tasted salty and after a bit, he pulled it out of my mouth and more white stuff came out. When I told the others in the dorm, Huntly-Jones said that was the stuff you put inside a lady to make babies.

‘It’s called sperms,’ he told us.

Mr Harris said he’d take me to Switzerland in the holidays with some other boys, like he did every year, but my mother wouldn’t let me go.

That’s how I learnt the facts of life, standing in a circle with the sons of the wealthy, wanking in an old oak forest in the Yorkshire hills. I found it very difficult to imagine grown-ups taking off their clothes and doing it, especially my mother and grandparents, but I knew it was true and it sounded quite exciting and I wanted to do it.