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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 26
I Was Lucky First Time Out, I Met Mr. J And He Liked Me
Running away from my life I joined a cruise liner as a waiter. I signed for eight months. The room I shared with another waiter, it was small with two bunks, below the water line. It was my home for the eight months.
It was pretty clear that the gays outnumbered the straights two to one. My odds of striking up with a girl were poor, too few, too expensive. The women were for the officers. A new boy on board, I was going to have to make friends with someone who liked me. Part of the reason I ran away from life.
Just my luck I was liked right off by Mr. J, who worked with the mechanicals on board. Mr. J had his ideas that I had to adopt as my own. It's not that I didn't like Mr. J, I did, it was more of adapting to a man his age.
The difference between him and any other one I had been with, Mr. J was used to being in charge. I told myself be nice, don't argue so much. Who was I to question him. We got along fine and Mr. J saw me as his favorite aboard. He had a room of his own, and when the schedules allowed I was up there with him.
I'm not complaining, as a new one on board, I was at the bottom of the order. By the time I went home I was well trained for my job, I knew my way around, and Mr. J had me sign with the next assignment he was on.
It was pretty clear that the gays outnumbered the straights two to one. My odds of striking up with a girl were poor, too few, too expensive. The women were for the officers. A new boy on board, I was going to have to make friends with someone who liked me. Part of the reason I ran away from life.
Just my luck I was liked right off by Mr. J, who worked with the mechanicals on board. Mr. J had his ideas that I had to adopt as my own. It's not that I didn't like Mr. J, I did, it was more of adapting to a man his age.
The difference between him and any other one I had been with, Mr. J was used to being in charge. I told myself be nice, don't argue so much. Who was I to question him. We got along fine and Mr. J saw me as his favorite aboard. He had a room of his own, and when the schedules allowed I was up there with him.
I'm not complaining, as a new one on board, I was at the bottom of the order. By the time I went home I was well trained for my job, I knew my way around, and Mr. J had me sign with the next assignment he was on.
