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. C R A C K!!! S M A C K!!! C R A C K!!! The spanking was now in full flow as Jason set to work with relish, all his years of sexual frustration gloriously exorcised as he gave Annabell’s delectable rear an almighty hiding. After ten minutes, she was reduced to bitterly begging her tormentor to stop. Her bottom was like a ball of fire and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Jason smiled, and rested his exhausted spanking arm. As she lay there sobbing, he slipped a finger between her. “Do you notice anything about the room in which that dirty whore is being used, anything familiar” she heard him murmur quietly in her ear. She had been so transfixed on watching the girl on the video being used that she hadn’t even noticed him coming up behind her. She could feel her cunt quivering while she tried to tear her eyes from the fucking. She looked at the other details and realized it was the room she was standing in. She looked around suddenly, for the first time forgetting not. .. well it seemed like everything, because there was so much I felt ignorant about.I did remember to throw Edwina's casserole in the oven. There was a post-it note on top with the cooking instructions. Probably something 27 year old Cooper would have needed, but a casserole is a casserole for a man my age, so in the oven for an hour at 350. I had some tomatoes and cheese that I had sliced up so I added a few slices of each and a nice ripe orange that I peeled and sectioned, and that was my.