When I was a young guy I worked on a supply boat servicing the offshore oil industry. I was a lowly deck hand and the crew boss liked me and made me suck his cock. At first it was not easy to suck his cock but after a few times I sort of started to like it. When he fucked me I liked that too. I liked fucking, I can't tell you how much and of course I sucked his cock with desire. I didn't know it at the time but I fell in love with him.

One day I got laid off and that was the end of my affair. I found myself looking for a job and I got a job working in a warehouse. There was an old guy there and I started to imagine what it would be like to suck his cock and one day I hinted it to him and I got fired. A friend from my crew boat days told me that there were jobs working crew boats for another company and I signed on. I lived in South Louisiana and on my days off I would go down to the bars, I was 21 by then, and I would offer to suck guys off. I didn't get turned down and usually we would go out to their pick up and I would suck them off there. I asked this one guy for twenty bucks and that is when I started to demand pay for play, I went professional. Mostly it was cock sucking but from time to time some old guy wanted to fuck and I charged a lot more for that and he was happy and I was happy.

I moved to New Orleans and by then I was pretty good at coming on to guys and I worked the bars targeting tourist and convention men. I sucked a lot of cock and not much different to the beginning I had cases from time to time when the guy wanted to fuck. I always liked fucking especially from a man who likes to fuck. I made a good living, much more than I ever did working on the supply boats. I turned twenty four and decided to move to where the money was and went north to New York. I was a red neck Cajun and in New York I found lots of men who liked the red neck part and I sucked and fucked mostly visitors to the city and few wall street types. One of them wanted me full time, I became his boy toy and he put me up in an apartment he kept for fun and he would bring up other guys and have a free for all, he sent the other guys away and I slept with him. He is the second man I fell in love with, and he liked me a lot too.

I found out the hard way that being a boy toy only lasts so long and there is another boy toy that comes along and one day I got a big check and he sent me on my way. I swore never to fall in love again.

I worked Manhattan for a while, with the money he gave me and the money I made I saved enough to buy a nice place in New Orleans and moved back, older and wiser and went into a partnership with a man to open a bar for men who liked to be around men. It wasn't a dance club or anything offensive, it was a bar for men who wanted to be with other men but stay in the dark. Our business was selling them the alcohol and giving them a place to meet up. That is the business I am in right now, I find that I can introduce people, Joe hanging out at the bar by himself and Mr. Incognito sitting over at one of the tables, no money for the set up, just the alcohol and they get together and when Mr. Incognito is back in town he always comes to our bar.

My partner is the really the money manager and I am the front and day to day manager. I run the place and when the place closes I go and get together with him. We are exclusive and keep a low profile, in his business it doesn't pay to be gay. He is a big man, seems that I gravitate to big men, he is a cop. Somehow it works and the bar makes money.