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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 74
My Tour Of Duty
For all of us there is that first time. That time when we do something that goes across the line. For me it was a summer job, I worked as a night clerk for a highway motel. There was a maintenance man there, Alberto, and a woman Pinky who did the books at night. I went to the restroom, and Alberto was there. When I stood up against the urinal he came over and zipped down and stood beside me. Then, before I understood what he was doing he grabbed my dick and said Hi, nice to meet you. He held onto my dick as I twisted around leaning backwards over the urinal. He tried to kiss me, he grabbed my dick hard in his hand working it with his fingers and thumb. It started to feel good, and I started to get hard. That's a boy he told me over and over until he got close enough to kiss me with tongue.
I sucked him that night and he fucked me. Every time he ran into me he would grab my dick in my pants and tell me he was going to fuck me the next day. I went to his place, I lived at home, so it was the only way. He lived in a garage apartment in the Mexican part of town. I was the only white boy there, but I didn't notice that, he had to point it out. I went up the stairs to his apartment and he would invited me into bed, his dark uncut dick waiting to fuck me. He liked playing with my dick, and kissing me, and he liked me to hold his dick when it was hard and kiss it and put as far down as I could in my mouth. He fucked, got behind me in spoon rubbing his dick against my ass, until he pushed me over onto my stomach and got on my back and fucked me until it went in. He didn't use any sort of lubricants, that was for sissies.
Pinky told me that I shouldn't be going over to Alberto's. I needed to go to college, not be the boy of that Mexican. I got into junior college and went that next semester, but that didn't stop me from going over to Alberto's. I needed to, I would sit outside until I couldn't stand it anymore and go up to get naked and get fucked. Until one day Alberto moved and I was left alone. Nothing satisfied me, certainly masturbation didn't. I needed to be with him, but he was gone.
In college, I did got to a four year college, I met and had sex with a couple of guys, one a man and the other another student named Greg. Greg was a 'mother fucker', rough and demanding and liked having me get down on my knees naked and suck his dick while he listened to hard rock. I had never been fucked with lube until Greg lubed me up, better for you and better for me he said. I also licked Greg's ass. He was very hairy and his ass was hairy but something got over me when I was licking his ass, I liked it, that and sucking his dick.
The pattern was set and I spent my twenties sucking and fucking men, some were truck drivers I met at diners, other's were clerks at Sears, some were men who would ask me if I wanted a good time, some I met at toilets in basements of buildings. I was a male prostitute, and I charged more for licking ass, and some men really liked that and they became repeat customers. For clarity I was a male prostitute in LA, I moved there after I finished college. Old men paid more, but young men fucked better. I had to make money, so mostly I sucked old men. Then the world exploded and everything had to stop. AIDS was everywhere and I don't know any queer or gay or straight dude that fucked queers and gays that wasn't scared.
I got a job working on a cruise ship, a gay friend of mine got me the job. We were exclusive, not for money, not for nothing did we fuck with anyone else. By the time the AIDS scare had abated I was turning 40, I had broken up with my friend and I moved back home to help with my ailing mother. I worked as a salesman in the only furniture store. I was discreet, but not abstinent. I met Jose and we became lovers. Jose reminded me a lot of Alberto of my first encounter, Same type, Mexican, hot to fuck, liked to kiss and suck dick, and he could fuck.
I'll jump to today. I live near Clearwater in a small place I rent. There are old men here of every type. Jews, Mexicans, Italians from New York. Some like getting naked and playing around. There is enough dick to stay occupied. I live on Social Security and a small annuity my father left me. I need to make some extra money and when rich New Yorkers come down, and want some man to man action I'm available. Sure most of them want a young guy who looks like the magazines, but others know better. A seasoned man is best and that's how I make a few extra bucks.
Take it or leave it, a man once told me, take it or leave it. I needed the money so I took the twenty. It's like that you know, take or leave it.
I sucked him that night and he fucked me. Every time he ran into me he would grab my dick in my pants and tell me he was going to fuck me the next day. I went to his place, I lived at home, so it was the only way. He lived in a garage apartment in the Mexican part of town. I was the only white boy there, but I didn't notice that, he had to point it out. I went up the stairs to his apartment and he would invited me into bed, his dark uncut dick waiting to fuck me. He liked playing with my dick, and kissing me, and he liked me to hold his dick when it was hard and kiss it and put as far down as I could in my mouth. He fucked, got behind me in spoon rubbing his dick against my ass, until he pushed me over onto my stomach and got on my back and fucked me until it went in. He didn't use any sort of lubricants, that was for sissies.
Pinky told me that I shouldn't be going over to Alberto's. I needed to go to college, not be the boy of that Mexican. I got into junior college and went that next semester, but that didn't stop me from going over to Alberto's. I needed to, I would sit outside until I couldn't stand it anymore and go up to get naked and get fucked. Until one day Alberto moved and I was left alone. Nothing satisfied me, certainly masturbation didn't. I needed to be with him, but he was gone.
In college, I did got to a four year college, I met and had sex with a couple of guys, one a man and the other another student named Greg. Greg was a 'mother fucker', rough and demanding and liked having me get down on my knees naked and suck his dick while he listened to hard rock. I had never been fucked with lube until Greg lubed me up, better for you and better for me he said. I also licked Greg's ass. He was very hairy and his ass was hairy but something got over me when I was licking his ass, I liked it, that and sucking his dick.
The pattern was set and I spent my twenties sucking and fucking men, some were truck drivers I met at diners, other's were clerks at Sears, some were men who would ask me if I wanted a good time, some I met at toilets in basements of buildings. I was a male prostitute, and I charged more for licking ass, and some men really liked that and they became repeat customers. For clarity I was a male prostitute in LA, I moved there after I finished college. Old men paid more, but young men fucked better. I had to make money, so mostly I sucked old men. Then the world exploded and everything had to stop. AIDS was everywhere and I don't know any queer or gay or straight dude that fucked queers and gays that wasn't scared.
I got a job working on a cruise ship, a gay friend of mine got me the job. We were exclusive, not for money, not for nothing did we fuck with anyone else. By the time the AIDS scare had abated I was turning 40, I had broken up with my friend and I moved back home to help with my ailing mother. I worked as a salesman in the only furniture store. I was discreet, but not abstinent. I met Jose and we became lovers. Jose reminded me a lot of Alberto of my first encounter, Same type, Mexican, hot to fuck, liked to kiss and suck dick, and he could fuck.
I'll jump to today. I live near Clearwater in a small place I rent. There are old men here of every type. Jews, Mexicans, Italians from New York. Some like getting naked and playing around. There is enough dick to stay occupied. I live on Social Security and a small annuity my father left me. I need to make some extra money and when rich New Yorkers come down, and want some man to man action I'm available. Sure most of them want a young guy who looks like the magazines, but others know better. A seasoned man is best and that's how I make a few extra bucks.
Take it or leave it, a man once told me, take it or leave it. I needed the money so I took the twenty. It's like that you know, take or leave it.
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