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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 49
When we were teens we roamed the streets. As we got older we would sneak out at night and go find a place to talk. That is how we came upon the spot where gay men would go to make out in the car. Watching them kiss made me want to kiss. I snuck out alone to go watch the gay men make out. I would sit behind this small wall where I could watch and masturbate while the gay men kissed.
It was like a lightning bolt the day I realized that when a head went down they were sucking each other off. I would hold on to my hard cock and imagine, because I had never seen a man suck off another man, so I would imagine how they did it. All summer long, and later in the fall, I would sneak out and go watch. At night, I had trouble because if I got to thinking about it, I would masturbate in my underpants.
One day at school I was in the boys room when the maintenance man came in and he stood at the urinal beside me and peed and I got a good look at his cock. I memorized it. After than I had a cock so suck when I fantasized about it and masturbated. I started taking my time when we went to the movies, hanging out in the men's room after the show, getting a good look at men when they peed. Some men held their hand over their cock, but others just stood there and peed and was able to get a good look.
It was in the movie theater, during one of the shows that I got up in the middle of the movie to go pee, that I was standing beside this man and he caught me looking at him. He told me to let him see, to back off of the urinal and let him see. He grabbed my cock, and he told me to grab his. There we stood, in the men's room, with my first cock in my hand, and he said that now we were friends.
He would watch the same movie I did, and he would get up in the middle of the show, and I would then get up and we would meet in the men's room and wait until we were alone and he would suck my cock. He had to be fast because we didn't know if anyone else would come in. But even if it was just 30 seconds, his hot mouth on my cock felt like an hour. Sometimes, while he was taking a pee he would let me hold his cock. He told me when I was older he would let me suck his cock, if I wanted.
The movie theater was a problem, so he told me where to meet him after the movie. I would ride my bike after the movie, and go meet him behind the bank where there was an empty lot and he would suck my cock for along time. He would also kiss me on the mouth, and hold my cock in his hand.
It wasn't until I got into the army that I had my first chance to suck another soldier's cock. He was from Alabama, and he let me, because he said he knew there were just some guys who needed to suck a cock. We did basic together and we were deployed together, we both went to Korea. In Korea we found other guys who liked having their cocks sucked and other guys who like to suck cock and we partied together. In Korea I became an all around queer. The guy who got to me the first time was a farm boy who told me he had been fucking since he was sixteen. I didn't care, I just wanted him to fuck me and he did.
By the time that we got back from our term of service, I was trained in communications and was pretty good at running radio equipment and other communications equipment. I stayed on the west coast, found my way into television, and got into the scene there. It was regal, lots of guys were flocking to the west coast and being that I had experience, I was able to flag those that liked other men. That was the golden era.
Of course, life takes its toll, and along the way you get to want a companion, and in my early fifties I settled down with a roommate who was a carpenter. We both had our pasts, we reveled in the stories, and he liked me to tell him about my friend I had made in the movie theatre when I was a kid. There was something about that man sucking me off that turned him on, so the story took on a life of itself and has become a part of my daily conscious thought. I can close my eyes and remember those kisses and how he worked my cock in his mouth. I know now that he really enjoyed it, and so did I.
It was like a lightning bolt the day I realized that when a head went down they were sucking each other off. I would hold on to my hard cock and imagine, because I had never seen a man suck off another man, so I would imagine how they did it. All summer long, and later in the fall, I would sneak out and go watch. At night, I had trouble because if I got to thinking about it, I would masturbate in my underpants.
One day at school I was in the boys room when the maintenance man came in and he stood at the urinal beside me and peed and I got a good look at his cock. I memorized it. After than I had a cock so suck when I fantasized about it and masturbated. I started taking my time when we went to the movies, hanging out in the men's room after the show, getting a good look at men when they peed. Some men held their hand over their cock, but others just stood there and peed and was able to get a good look.
It was in the movie theater, during one of the shows that I got up in the middle of the movie to go pee, that I was standing beside this man and he caught me looking at him. He told me to let him see, to back off of the urinal and let him see. He grabbed my cock, and he told me to grab his. There we stood, in the men's room, with my first cock in my hand, and he said that now we were friends.
He would watch the same movie I did, and he would get up in the middle of the show, and I would then get up and we would meet in the men's room and wait until we were alone and he would suck my cock. He had to be fast because we didn't know if anyone else would come in. But even if it was just 30 seconds, his hot mouth on my cock felt like an hour. Sometimes, while he was taking a pee he would let me hold his cock. He told me when I was older he would let me suck his cock, if I wanted.
The movie theater was a problem, so he told me where to meet him after the movie. I would ride my bike after the movie, and go meet him behind the bank where there was an empty lot and he would suck my cock for along time. He would also kiss me on the mouth, and hold my cock in his hand.
It wasn't until I got into the army that I had my first chance to suck another soldier's cock. He was from Alabama, and he let me, because he said he knew there were just some guys who needed to suck a cock. We did basic together and we were deployed together, we both went to Korea. In Korea we found other guys who liked having their cocks sucked and other guys who like to suck cock and we partied together. In Korea I became an all around queer. The guy who got to me the first time was a farm boy who told me he had been fucking since he was sixteen. I didn't care, I just wanted him to fuck me and he did.
By the time that we got back from our term of service, I was trained in communications and was pretty good at running radio equipment and other communications equipment. I stayed on the west coast, found my way into television, and got into the scene there. It was regal, lots of guys were flocking to the west coast and being that I had experience, I was able to flag those that liked other men. That was the golden era.
Of course, life takes its toll, and along the way you get to want a companion, and in my early fifties I settled down with a roommate who was a carpenter. We both had our pasts, we reveled in the stories, and he liked me to tell him about my friend I had made in the movie theatre when I was a kid. There was something about that man sucking me off that turned him on, so the story took on a life of itself and has become a part of my daily conscious thought. I can close my eyes and remember those kisses and how he worked my cock in his mouth. I know now that he really enjoyed it, and so did I.
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