My earliest sexual encounter with a man happened when I was 11 years old.

I’d gone to Hucknall Market early one Friday morning to cadge a job with the stallholders.

While I waited for the marketmen to arrive a bloke approached me.  I’d guess he was in his 40’s and I’ve always had the impression that he was a lorry driver.  He asked if I was Peter Croft (a detail I have never forgotten) and invited me into the public toilets where he rubbed me while he jizzed into the next urinal.

I found it quite thrilling.