Bi-Sexual Male / 55
Desperation launched a successful 53 year career:
Rather than being drafted into the Army I enlisted with the Navy for 4 years. When I was discharged I used my G.I. benefits to pay my college tuition and worked full time. I took just enough classes to be classified "full time" meaning, I also had to attend summer semester to make up the semester hours to advance to the next grade level. The first 2 years I worked as a laborer in a textile mill and a stocker/bag boy at a grocery store. The third year landing a job as a "Veterans Counselor" for a small business college. I worked 4 until 8 Monday thru Thursday and 8 until 4 on Saturdays. From 8 until I finished, and all evening/night Friday I was the janitor.
It was the last of July, 1963 before I began my senior year at the university when the business college folded over the weekend leaving all the employees without the last months pay and hundreds of students in the lurch. It was a big deal in the town with no means to remedy the situation for students or employees. Fortunately, I had nest-egged a months income but was in a bind to find work as I desperately wanted to complete my degree. My family was 1,000 miles away without the means to assist me in any situation.
I had attended a mass meeting at a hotel with then states "Employment Security Commission" who mass processed our unemployment. I was driving my 1957 Plymouth home when a tire started going flat. I pulled into the parking lot of an Adult book store where I changed my tire. That's when I saw a sign in the window, "Night Manager Needed - Apply Inside." Not like I hadn't been in porn shop before, but not this one. I went in and asked to speak to the manager regarding the position. He was WWII Navy vet and hired me on the spot.
I was the sole employee from 4 until midnight which gave me time to study once I had stocked and completed the other responsibilities. The first week of December when he gave me my pay check there was a second bonus check based on sales. I knew there would be some compensation, however, I did not expect a check equal to 6 weeks salary. OMG, I was rich - and for a struggling vet/college student and I was, indeed, in a new financial arena.
That Spring the owner opened a new location on the other side of town offering me the store managers position with a commission based 24 hours sales, not 8. I became close friends with the owner and his family making some major bucks, which this bean counter stashed away - continuing to live like a struggling college student. I had also become friends with one of the porn supplies who told me if I ever wanted to spread my wings he could assist in getting me financing. 3 years later I opened my first adult book store in a town some 250 miles away.
The most fascinating aspect of being in the Adult entertainment industry is the diversity of people you meet. The instant they walk inside an adult entertainment establishment the tension disappears from their faces, they become relaxed , smile, some become instant friends. They just know they can say anything about any legal form of adult sex because it is a "safe harbor". Mostly male, 18 to 102, all races, educational levels, vast socio economic levels, driving Rolls Royce, Bentleys, VW bugs, motorcycles, taxis, public transportation and even walking to find a "safe harbor".
When you work the counters at Adult Book stores and theaters you will be asked questions regarding all type of sexual activity (personal and on the phone0. I do not and never have allowed anything or anyone in my establishments who are not adult. I do not want to even hear about anything other than legal sexual activities between consenting adults, nor will I stand for forced sex with adults. Beyond that, I have heard and seen it all. I'm 77 years old and I watch porn every day...and if I don't fuck I jack off at least once a day. S & M, scat, water sports, food and sex, animals, females and males between 18 and 30 do nothing for me. Other than that, my dick twitches off and on all day hearing about, reading, watching porn, or watching real life sex.
if I said blow jobs and fucking doesn't happen in adult book stores I would be lying and you would know so. It happens and the assurance those activities are safe comes at a price for ones patrons. Have I participated in some of those both gender activities? On hell yes! However, the best are the ones held off site. What are some of my favorite dick like a rock, leg shaking, weak knee orgasms? My all time favorites is: watching a wife and husband in a 69 while a couple of dozen men take turns on both of their ass holes, mouths and her pussy. Watching a women take on a group of men and when they finish she's so satisfied and pleasured she is like a wilted lily. it's a personal preference that I do not have sex with out-gay men. Not that I have not been with them, but they talk way too damn much. I also get really turned on watching a married or jock man being tag teamed. I fuck lots of one-on-one pussy and love to see two women eating each other. I've been with men and women, husbands and wives, mom, dad and daughter (adult), a mom, dad and son (adult), a dad and daughter (adult) and dad and son (adult). However, I have never been with a mom and daughter or mom and son. I've been with twin brothers, a dad, his son (adult) and his brother, a dad his daughter (adult) and his brother-in-law. Folks I'm not talking about low income, low intellectual people - my hard cock my not have a conscious but I'm not blind.
I've see a man's very pregnant, wildly horny wife tag teamed...a women whose pussy lips were so long she could tie them across each other. I've seen a pussy and ass puff a Cuban cigar and every imaginable type of food used in a vagina and or ass. I've pissed in an pussy and ass (not easy to do - not my thing) and filled both holes with all types of liquids...including ice cubes.
One of my favorite customers and friends is a masculine 89yo gay men who I pick up and bring to the adult theater every Monday where he sits on the back row sucking dicks. When the 11 to 1 crowd tapers, I take him to lunch and the grocery store before I take him home. I've slipped public people in the back door to a private room beside the projectors area where they feel safe to be themselves - with companions of both sexes. I ordered a local attorney slings (5) and ceiling straps, and orgy benches for his basement play room. I went over to see it once it was completed and it was nice. A few weeks later I went to a "Bi-swingers party" at his house to find women and men in the slings with the same and opposite sexes fucking and eating pussy and ass. I had a twinge or two but never did anything leaving about half an hour after arriving. An area business owner who is bi, married and loves it in the ass, invited me to a 3 way with him and a new friend. I arranged a "safe place" for our 3way and when I arrived his fried was a well know Southern Baptist, TV preacher who is a power bottom. We took turns on his ass for over an hour and that preacher cursed like a getto thug the entire time.
Some 30 years ago this man came in earing a cap and holding his head down (no unusual). So after a few visits as I was handing him his quarters i said, "I'll be happy to slip you in the back door to the arcade were its dark - if that would make you more comfortable?" He took his quarters and went to the video booths. When he came out I was with customers and he hung around for a couple of minutes but left. A few minutes later my phone rang and he identified himself as the man in the black cap thanking me for and accepting the offer. One day he called from across the street and waited at the back door until I could get back. When I opened the door his cap was on but he looked me in the eye and said, "I own you." I replied, "how do you want to repay me?" He said, "with my mouth." I told him my help would not be in for an hour to hang on which he did. We stood in front the hallway so I could watch the front and he could slip into a booth when someone came out and that when he told me what he wanted me to do to him. When my help arrived I went to the back booth, beside the exit door, and stood on the seat with my dick out of my zipper. He stood before me with my left hand holding the hair on top of his head -hard and tight- I used my right hand to slap him back and forth across his face. He got so turned on his breathing was real heavy, his eyes rolled back in his head and I thought he would pass out. I slapped him hard a couple of times and he shot all over my legs - without touching himself. I pulled his mouth on my cock and fucked his throat like it was a Saturday night whores pussy. When he sensed I was close he grabbed my hips and I shot down his throat. For the next 17 years that famous high school football coach was my personal face and ass pussy - at least once a week. We had a chemistry which I have never experienced since and our sexual activities became more diverse, and a few nights where we shared the same bed - all night long.
Perhaps the most bizarre was a very good looking, college student who wanted me to find someone who would throw oranges are him while he stood naked against a wall masturbating. The biggest dick I ever saw was a German whose cock was the length from my elbow to my hand and thick as my wrist - measured 14 1/2 inches. Seeing a daughter (adult) eat her mother's pussy and a son (adult) suck his dad's dick is pretty damn intense. There isn't anything I read on any of the sex confessions sites which I have not seen or have personal knowledge. The negative comments posted remind me of the 6 men who paid to go into my adult theater. After sitting there for over 30 minutes watching sex acts... they started walking the aisles quoting scriptures - half of them with boners. Hypocrites, closet cases and voyeurs! A few weeks later I spotted one of those 6 religious fanatics at my adult book store across town and he was in a booth sucking man's dick. I was standing there where he came out of the booth and I nailed his hypocrite ass to the wall. Not much has changed in 53 years - its just gets better and better. I still blow intense loads which leave me weak in my knees and gasping. If its legal and turns you on - then do it!
Rather than being drafted into the Army I enlisted with the Navy for 4 years. When I was discharged I used my G.I. benefits to pay my college tuition and worked full time. I took just enough classes to be classified "full time" meaning, I also had to attend summer semester to make up the semester hours to advance to the next grade level. The first 2 years I worked as a laborer in a textile mill and a stocker/bag boy at a grocery store. The third year landing a job as a "Veterans Counselor" for a small business college. I worked 4 until 8 Monday thru Thursday and 8 until 4 on Saturdays. From 8 until I finished, and all evening/night Friday I was the janitor.
It was the last of July, 1963 before I began my senior year at the university when the business college folded over the weekend leaving all the employees without the last months pay and hundreds of students in the lurch. It was a big deal in the town with no means to remedy the situation for students or employees. Fortunately, I had nest-egged a months income but was in a bind to find work as I desperately wanted to complete my degree. My family was 1,000 miles away without the means to assist me in any situation.
I had attended a mass meeting at a hotel with then states "Employment Security Commission" who mass processed our unemployment. I was driving my 1957 Plymouth home when a tire started going flat. I pulled into the parking lot of an Adult book store where I changed my tire. That's when I saw a sign in the window, "Night Manager Needed - Apply Inside." Not like I hadn't been in porn shop before, but not this one. I went in and asked to speak to the manager regarding the position. He was WWII Navy vet and hired me on the spot.
I was the sole employee from 4 until midnight which gave me time to study once I had stocked and completed the other responsibilities. The first week of December when he gave me my pay check there was a second bonus check based on sales. I knew there would be some compensation, however, I did not expect a check equal to 6 weeks salary. OMG, I was rich - and for a struggling vet/college student and I was, indeed, in a new financial arena.
That Spring the owner opened a new location on the other side of town offering me the store managers position with a commission based 24 hours sales, not 8. I became close friends with the owner and his family making some major bucks, which this bean counter stashed away - continuing to live like a struggling college student. I had also become friends with one of the porn supplies who told me if I ever wanted to spread my wings he could assist in getting me financing. 3 years later I opened my first adult book store in a town some 250 miles away.
The most fascinating aspect of being in the Adult entertainment industry is the diversity of people you meet. The instant they walk inside an adult entertainment establishment the tension disappears from their faces, they become relaxed , smile, some become instant friends. They just know they can say anything about any legal form of adult sex because it is a "safe harbor". Mostly male, 18 to 102, all races, educational levels, vast socio economic levels, driving Rolls Royce, Bentleys, VW bugs, motorcycles, taxis, public transportation and even walking to find a "safe harbor".
When you work the counters at Adult Book stores and theaters you will be asked questions regarding all type of sexual activity (personal and on the phone0. I do not and never have allowed anything or anyone in my establishments who are not adult. I do not want to even hear about anything other than legal sexual activities between consenting adults, nor will I stand for forced sex with adults. Beyond that, I have heard and seen it all. I'm 77 years old and I watch porn every day...and if I don't fuck I jack off at least once a day. S & M, scat, water sports, food and sex, animals, females and males between 18 and 30 do nothing for me. Other than that, my dick twitches off and on all day hearing about, reading, watching porn, or watching real life sex.
if I said blow jobs and fucking doesn't happen in adult book stores I would be lying and you would know so. It happens and the assurance those activities are safe comes at a price for ones patrons. Have I participated in some of those both gender activities? On hell yes! However, the best are the ones held off site. What are some of my favorite dick like a rock, leg shaking, weak knee orgasms? My all time favorites is: watching a wife and husband in a 69 while a couple of dozen men take turns on both of their ass holes, mouths and her pussy. Watching a women take on a group of men and when they finish she's so satisfied and pleasured she is like a wilted lily. it's a personal preference that I do not have sex with out-gay men. Not that I have not been with them, but they talk way too damn much. I also get really turned on watching a married or jock man being tag teamed. I fuck lots of one-on-one pussy and love to see two women eating each other. I've been with men and women, husbands and wives, mom, dad and daughter (adult), a mom, dad and son (adult), a dad and daughter (adult) and dad and son (adult). However, I have never been with a mom and daughter or mom and son. I've been with twin brothers, a dad, his son (adult) and his brother, a dad his daughter (adult) and his brother-in-law. Folks I'm not talking about low income, low intellectual people - my hard cock my not have a conscious but I'm not blind.
I've see a man's very pregnant, wildly horny wife tag teamed...a women whose pussy lips were so long she could tie them across each other. I've seen a pussy and ass puff a Cuban cigar and every imaginable type of food used in a vagina and or ass. I've pissed in an pussy and ass (not easy to do - not my thing) and filled both holes with all types of liquids...including ice cubes.
One of my favorite customers and friends is a masculine 89yo gay men who I pick up and bring to the adult theater every Monday where he sits on the back row sucking dicks. When the 11 to 1 crowd tapers, I take him to lunch and the grocery store before I take him home. I've slipped public people in the back door to a private room beside the projectors area where they feel safe to be themselves - with companions of both sexes. I ordered a local attorney slings (5) and ceiling straps, and orgy benches for his basement play room. I went over to see it once it was completed and it was nice. A few weeks later I went to a "Bi-swingers party" at his house to find women and men in the slings with the same and opposite sexes fucking and eating pussy and ass. I had a twinge or two but never did anything leaving about half an hour after arriving. An area business owner who is bi, married and loves it in the ass, invited me to a 3 way with him and a new friend. I arranged a "safe place" for our 3way and when I arrived his fried was a well know Southern Baptist, TV preacher who is a power bottom. We took turns on his ass for over an hour and that preacher cursed like a getto thug the entire time.
Some 30 years ago this man came in earing a cap and holding his head down (no unusual). So after a few visits as I was handing him his quarters i said, "I'll be happy to slip you in the back door to the arcade were its dark - if that would make you more comfortable?" He took his quarters and went to the video booths. When he came out I was with customers and he hung around for a couple of minutes but left. A few minutes later my phone rang and he identified himself as the man in the black cap thanking me for and accepting the offer. One day he called from across the street and waited at the back door until I could get back. When I opened the door his cap was on but he looked me in the eye and said, "I own you." I replied, "how do you want to repay me?" He said, "with my mouth." I told him my help would not be in for an hour to hang on which he did. We stood in front the hallway so I could watch the front and he could slip into a booth when someone came out and that when he told me what he wanted me to do to him. When my help arrived I went to the back booth, beside the exit door, and stood on the seat with my dick out of my zipper. He stood before me with my left hand holding the hair on top of his head -hard and tight- I used my right hand to slap him back and forth across his face. He got so turned on his breathing was real heavy, his eyes rolled back in his head and I thought he would pass out. I slapped him hard a couple of times and he shot all over my legs - without touching himself. I pulled his mouth on my cock and fucked his throat like it was a Saturday night whores pussy. When he sensed I was close he grabbed my hips and I shot down his throat. For the next 17 years that famous high school football coach was my personal face and ass pussy - at least once a week. We had a chemistry which I have never experienced since and our sexual activities became more diverse, and a few nights where we shared the same bed - all night long.
Perhaps the most bizarre was a very good looking, college student who wanted me to find someone who would throw oranges are him while he stood naked against a wall masturbating. The biggest dick I ever saw was a German whose cock was the length from my elbow to my hand and thick as my wrist - measured 14 1/2 inches. Seeing a daughter (adult) eat her mother's pussy and a son (adult) suck his dad's dick is pretty damn intense. There isn't anything I read on any of the sex confessions sites which I have not seen or have personal knowledge. The negative comments posted remind me of the 6 men who paid to go into my adult theater. After sitting there for over 30 minutes watching sex acts... they started walking the aisles quoting scriptures - half of them with boners. Hypocrites, closet cases and voyeurs! A few weeks later I spotted one of those 6 religious fanatics at my adult book store across town and he was in a booth sucking man's dick. I was standing there where he came out of the booth and I nailed his hypocrite ass to the wall. Not much has changed in 53 years - its just gets better and better. I still blow intense loads which leave me weak in my knees and gasping. If its legal and turns you on - then do it!
