Dad opened the big door, and I was so surprised at what I saw, my erection wilted quickly. There was a long hallway that appeared to t-off at the end... continuing beyond my sight. There were two doors on either side of the hallway, spread far apart, each with a keypad similar to the one Dad just used. The thought struck me that the hallway must have been at least twice as long as the house, so it must have extended under the yard, and further, maybe. There was a glowing light, making. I don't consider myself gay but at that stage a lot of boys were a bit confused sexually with the lack of females around.This story is the first of my two sexual experiences at school.At 11 years old, at prep school, one evening all the boys in my dormitory were playing a game. It was after 'lights-out', and one boy, James, was running round the dorm scaring the other boys by either jumping on their beds or hiding underneath them. He was quite short with black hair and relatively average. Started living at home, once again in my first floor room. Soon I became popular in the area and people would walk in for consultation, either they had developed confidence in me or because it was free for neighbours. All my stories are real incidents of my life with no names changed. We had rented out house Annexe to a family, Mr. Sharma, belonging to a lower middle class group, around 50 but looked much more, his wife Sudha Sharma was in her early forties but looked much younger. Well built. The text read “That was satisfying, looking forward to something new tomorrow. Maybe you can show off your sexy muscles with some exercises...” The black mailers text took some of the sweetness out of the afterglow, but for the moment Maria could stand it. She would find a way to keep the black mailer at bay without letting it damage her wonderful relationship with Ronja. In moments like this it felt totally safe to tell her family about having a girlfriend, a shame that she was home alone.