Breaking Into The Gay World Back In '68

I was drafted and when I went to the physical I was rejected and declared unqualified for service. My father who worked for a shipping company got me a job in the warehouse as a clerk. I don't feel I'm a sissy but I look like a sissy. I'm 5'3" and weigh about 125 pounds. Too small for the Army. The big boss had a nickname Throbin Nobin. It came from when he was in the Marines in Korea.

The warehouse manager sends me up to Throbin Nobin's office to get him to sign a paper. I knock, no answer, I try the door handle, it's locked, won't move. But the door does so I push and sure enough it opens. And Throbin Nobin is all over Carlos from purchasing, he's got him leaning against the file cabinet and Throbin Nobin's got his pants around his ankles and he is screwing Carlos. I pull the door closed, quietly. I'm pretty sure Throbin Nobin didn't see me.

But it turns out that Carlos did and he is going to tell Throgin Nobin and he tells me that Throbin Nobin is going to screw me too. I wasn't scared, my father worked there. No way. I get called up to Throbin Nobin's office and Carlos is there and he asks Carlos to tell him again what he saw and Carlos tells it all. 'Get your pants down boy', and Carlos stands by the door and watches Throbin Nobin tear into me and turn me into a queer right there.

Being that Carlos and me were both queers we hung out together. Carlos liked those big guys, truck drivers, heavy equipment operator guys, men on the dock. So that's who we hung out with. They passed me around until Joe settled on me and made me his boy. I liked Joe, I really did. He was a big man, over six foot and he had been in the Army for 20 years before taking retirement. He always took care to make sure I was slick as a whistle before giving me what for.

At work things went well for me, and for Carlos too. Throbin Nobin knew how to take care of his boys. Once a month or so we went up to see Thorbin Nobin. We knew it was best to slick up our chute before we went up. Throbin Nobin was a bit too big, he had a thick cock and when he slammed it in it always felt like it was going to come out my throat. I never told Joe that Throbin Nobin took his turn with me. Joe wasn't a pleasant fellow when someone was messing around with his boy.

I grew up there, I mean I 'grew up'. Went from being an Army reject to being Joe's boy and he made sure I got on with the Union and they treated me right. Carlos got on with the Union too and we were both the smallest men on the crew. As a matter of record, I never wore pink panties. Who started that rumor I don't know, but had I found out I was calling Joe. Just a warning for that snake. A man don't have to be queer to ware pink panties. But at one party Carlos and me both wore pink ribbons on our 'penis' as a joke. Joe liked that, he thought it was funny.