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    New Friends – Then Tragedy

    1983 – 1988 PT happily returned to his summer job at County Feed and Seed. He had various bosses as he was assigned one day to deliveries and the following working in the warehouse. David had been promoted to Assistant Store Manager which included being responsible for inventory in the warehouse. Consequently when PT worked in the warehouse his boss was his lover, David. While they were very professional at work they enjoyed roleplaying boss / employee scenarios at home. Most Sundays David attended their small country church with his parents. A high school friend of his father attended when he was in the area. Paul, his father, and Drew Kitchner had been best buddies in their small high school class. After graduation Drew went off to college while Paul stayed home on the farm. Drew was an only child and his father assumed he would take over the family farm. Drew had other plans and after receiving his undergraduate degree he attended law school. A brilliant and ambitious young man, today at the age of 43 he was a partner in a prestigious Cleveland law firm. Because of concerns about his father’s health Drew visits became more frequent. He had discussed these concerns with Paul and one Sunday in the fall of 1984 Drew told Paul, “I am getting more concerned about my father’s ability to continue managing the farm. Luckily my mom’s health is good but she cannot oversee the farm. She is very worried about my father. Not only is he not able to do heavy work he is also very forgetful. While they made it through the summer I doubt my dad can handle the rigors of another summer. Luckily with the approaching winter his work on the farm has decreased. While the logical solution would be for him to sell the farm and retire I know neither he nor mom would be happy anyplace but there.” Paul sympathetically listened to his friend’s concerns. He then had a suggestion, “My son David works full time at County Feed and Seed. While he works long hours in the spring and summer he has a shortened schedule in the fall and winter. I am sure he would be willing to help your father the next few months.” At that moment Pricilla Miers was flirting with David nearby. While Paul and his wife had accepted the fact that David had no interest in girls, they were not aware of his strong feelings toward men and especially his friend, David. Much to David’s relief he was forced to excuse himself from Priscilla as his father called him over to talk to Drew. The three discussed Drew’s concerns about his father’s ability to manage the farm. When David offered to help Drew insisted that he would pay David out of his own pocket as he did not want his father to know David was being paid to help run the farm. The concern of all was how the father would be approached about having a young man help him. When Drew mentioned he was taking his parents to lunch at Smithville Inn David had a suggestion. “Why don’t you invite me to join you? Tell your dad that I hope to own a farm someday and would like to get advice from an experienced farmer.” The old man, Solomon Kirchner, was flattered that someone would want his advice and after lunch invited him to visit the farm. David’s short visits turned into afternoons and some all day sessions. When PT visited, they would both work on the farm. While the short term problem had been solved, Drew and David realized more help would be needed as the farm activities increased at the end of winter. While the farm would need more help David would have less time as the work schedule at County Feed and Seed would buildup. Solomon’s health had deteriorated and he would need full time help as soon as the snow melted and spring planting began. Others in the small farming community were aware of the situation and one Sunday Drew was approached after church by a neighbor farmer, Isaac. He told Drew that his best friend in the Army had recently moved to the area. His friend had grown up on a farm in Kentucky and was now working at the Rubbermaid factory in Wooster and really wanted to get back into farm work. The following Saturday Drew, Isaac, David and his father, Paul, met Darren Gunthrie at David’s home, for a preliminary interview. If they all agreed Darren would be a good fit for the job they would take him on a tour of the farm and introduce him to Solomon. Darren’s Story: “If you are going to let me into the home of your parents you should know my life story, both good and bad parts. I grew up on as small farm in Kentucky. To say that we were dirt poor would be an understatement. While my dad was not much of a farmer he was known for his moonshine that he bottled, sold and consumed himself daily. I have a brother a year old and sister two years younger. Our parents were not the loving type and were both known for harsh punishment, my dad with a belt and mom with her screaming. My happiest times were away from home: playing in the woods, fishing, going to school and church. My dad was especially hard on my younger sister, Sally. I remember when she was about 12 years old she did not do one of her many assigned chores to my dad’s satisfaction. He took her into the back room and I could hear him spanking her hard with his hand, not using the belt he usually used on my brother and me. The louder she cried the harder he spanked. When it was over he came out of the room and I saw a bulge and wet spot on his crotch. While at fourteen the only sex education I had received was from other boys while we messed around behind the barn I realized my father had shot his load while spanking my little sister. I went into the room to console her. She was lying on the floor, her panties around her knees and dress pushed up. Her rear end was bleeding from the abuse. I held her as she cried. My mother came into the room and yelled at her for not doing her chores telling her she deserved whatever she got and yelled at me as I should have been doing chores. That night my fifteen year old brother, Sally and I had a long talk. The next morning my brother and I found our dad working at his moonshine still. We told him that if he ever touched our sister again we would contact the Feds and tell them about his moonshine. If he touched her a second time we would kill him. With a leer on his face my brother told him we would drag him to the creek and hold his head underwater until he was as dead as he deserved to be. When he was found it would be assumed that the drunk old man had fallen in and drowned. While he never touched any of us again the yelling and emotional abuse never stopped.” “It became an ‘us against them situation’, the children against the parents. We supported each other and Sally and I were both sad and happy when brother enlisted in the marines and departed the day after he graduated from high school. We were sad that we were losing our brother and happy that he was getting away. Prior to his departure he took my father aside warning him that just because he was leaving he would still defend his brother and sister. At that time Sally was dating a twenty-two year old boy who had a good job working as a mechanic at the Chevy dealership. In April the day of her sixteenth birthday there was no party, no presents at home. That evening Sally and I took my drunk dad’s truck into town and celebrated her birthday at the Huddle House. I had invited her boyfriend, Ace, to join us. She then told me her plans. She and Ace were going to get married soon and then move in with his parents. While I felt Sally was too young at sixteen to marry I was also relieved that she would get out of that house. I knew Ace and his parents from church and realized she would finally have a loving mother. When I questioned how a sixteen year old could get married without her parents’ permission they explained that in Kentucky a pregnant girl did not need the parents’ permission to marry. Then with a smile on her face my little sister told me that in six months I would be an uncle. Ace told me that his parents knew she was pregnant and were looking forward to their first grandchild. They were planning a simple wedding in three weeks. I would not have left the family home as long as my Sally lived there. In a way her marriage gave me the freedom to move out. I enlisted in the Army and departed for basic training a week after high school graduation. While I was in the army Sally wrote frequently. She told me Ace was a wonderful, tender, caring husband and that her in-laws were the parents she never had. Now with two children and a home of their own they live just down the street from Ace’s parents. She got her GED (General Education Degree, a high school diploma received by passing a State test for those who did not finish school) and is taking courses at the community college while her mother-in-law cares for the children.” “The army sent me to Korea where I was given a desk job. A young Korean woman Ji-Woo was assigned to us as an interpreter. To make a long complicated story short I fell in love with her the first time I saw this beautiful, charming and intelligent woman. While the army has rules about relationships with civilians in foreign countries we overcame the hurdles and got married. Our first son, Tommy, was born in Korea.” “Upon discharge from the army I returned to my hometown in Kentucky with Ji and our son, but not home with my parents. I got a job as a farm hand at a large commercial farm where the two crops were soybeans and corn primarily sold as feed to the chicken industry. Within six months I was second in charge after the owner. Our small home was about a mile from my parents’ home. We rarely saw them. My mother would refer to Ji as ‘that jap whore’. Since my wife is Korean not Japanese, holds a master’s degree from Seoul National University and has a better command of the English language than my mother these comments were not only hurtful but made my mother look ridiculous and proved she was a vile woman. Ji soon got involved in community activities. Having grown up in the Korean Methodist Church she easily adapted to ‘church’ life teaching Sunday school and joining a Bible study group. She and my sister became best friends and shared child care. Soon our second son, Josh, was born. As you would say, ‘Life was good’.” “Then the tragedy. When I returned from work one day I saw my father’s old rusty pick-up truck parked in our driveway. Since we rarely had contact with my parents this seemed unusual. When I opened the door I heard shrieks coming from the kitchen. There to my horror was my father with his pants down to his knees holding Ji against the kitchen table. Her dress was pushed up as he fought with her. I grabbed him, pulled him back and connected my fist to his face. He just laughed as he pulled up his pants and ran out yelling, ‘she’s just a jap whore. I’ll send you $3.00 for the service.’ If I hadn’t been so concerned about my wife I would have probably beaten the bastard to a pulp. Luckily the baby was in a playpen in the living room and the older boy was playing outside. I held Ji while promising to never leave her home alone. The next morning I dropped her and the boys off at my sister’s home in town on my way to work. Having lived with the brute my sister was very understanding. Knowing my mother would blame Ji for enticing my father I never told her. Actually Ji and the boys never saw my parents again. The only time I saw my father was a brief visit the following day. I told him that I had called my brother who now lived in Cincinnati and told him about the attempted rape. I also told him my brother had said he would come home to carry out the threat we had given him the day he attacked my sister. Luckily for my dad I talked my brother out of it. The nights were the worst for Ji. She would wake up trembling and I would hold her until she fell back asleep. I decided and she agreed that we had to move away, far away. When in the army Isaac and I had had long discussions about our plans and hopes for the future. We also discussed our pasts.” At this point Isaac reached across the table and took Darren’s hand. “He had grown up in a loving family here in Ohio, the exact opposite of mine. After the incident with my father I began to fantasize about a happy home for my wife and boys far from my parents. I began calling Isaac most evenings. The cost of those long distance telephone calls was the best investment I have ever made. He contacted his Aunt Pauline, a widow living alone, in Madisonburg a few miles north of Wooster and asked if she would be willing to have a buddy from the army and his family stay with her until they got settled. He also told me Rubbermaid was hiring for their expanded warehouse. Within a month I quit my job and we moved in with Aunt Pauline 250 miles (400 km) away from my cruel father. Aunt Pauline became the loving grandmother my sons had never had. It was like a great black cloud had been lifted. Within days Ji was smiling. Now she wakes me up frequently in the middle of the night, not out of fear but with passion. Let’s just say those are very enjoyable sleep interruptions. My oldest boy is in first grade. He gets on the school bus every morning with a smile as he greets friends and returns home with a smile knowing Aunt Pauline will have a snack of homemade cookies and milk ready for him.” “While life is good I do have two concerns. First, while the job at Rubbermaid is beneficial for now, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life working in a warehouse. Even if I was promoted to a management job I would wish I was working on a farm. I love farming and want to return to the earth. My second concern is that Aunt Pauline, now in her 80s, applied for an apartment in an elderly housing apartment building in downtown Wooster. She has been on the list for over a year and someday, maybe next week, maybe not for years she will be able to move. She was having to depend on Isaac to help with some home projects as the house is too old and yard too big for her to take care of. She is like family to us and if we do move I will return to work in the yard and Ji will visit to gossip and help with housework while the boys play in the yard until she moves. That’s my story.” The group then went to the Kitchner farm and Darren was introduced to Solomon as someone who might be available to help. Solomon’s knees were bothering him so he did not leave the house as the rest explored the farm. By the end of the day all were convinced Darren had the expertise to run the farm. The following day, Sunday, The Gunthries, (Darren, Ji, six year old Tommy and four year old Josh) were introduced to Solomon and Lucy Kitchner. By the end of the day Lucy was thrilled and relieved that this couple and their children were moving into her home. Solomon’s health had declined to the point where he could barely walk. No longer able to easily walk up the stairs their bedroom had been moved to the parlor off the living room in the large old farmhouse. The three unused bedrooms upstairs would provide the most comfortable living area Darren and family had ever had. Darren gave Rubbermaid two weeks notice and started working at the farm full-time the second week of April. Ji and the boys stayed in Madisonburg, 12 miles, 20 minutes south, for two months until the end of the school year. Most school nights Darren returned to Madisonburg and Ji’s bed. Weekends the family stayed at their new home. Two months later an apartment became available for Aunt Pauline. Darren and Ji helped her pack and move. …………………………………………………….. In the spring of 1985 as the Gunthries moved into their new home PT was immersed in his third year at Ohio State. He was thrilled when he was notified by the office of the Dean that his application to work at the Ohio Agricultural Research and Development Center, a unit of Ohio State’s College of Agriculture located in Wooster, had been accepted. He would have a full time summer paid position at this research center a 25 minute commute from the bed he and David shared at the farm. It had been three years since their wild night at Club Cleveland. While they had found the experience interesting neither suggested nor wanted to return. When their friend Jim visited they no longer invited him into their bed. However, both were constantly horny and admitted to each other that most days while others took a smoking break at work they each took their fist in hand in someplace private. Once PT got caught by one of his coworkers while he jerked off in an empty cow stall in the barn. He did not hear him coming and as they stared into each other’s eyes with PT holding his hard dick the guy joked, “Too bad you aren’t a bull. You could get good money for your stud service.” This embarrassing situation did not stop PT from future activities, he was just more vigilant. Their daytime solos did not diminish their togetherness. Each got a healthy serving of the other’s protein at least twice daily either immediately after work before showers while each had the true essence of a man and/or at bedtime and/or a happy interlude in the middle of the night and/or the celebration of a tall woodie wake up. David and PT usually had Thursday dinner at the Gunthrie’s where Lucy and Ji prepared a hearty dinner and the men (Solomon, Darren, PT and David) discussed farm issues. Dinner was preceded by a tour of the barn with seven year old Tommy participating in the discussions. David enjoyed his frequent after work visits with his new friend Darren. Their discussions ranged from farming to politics to their future plans. Tommy and his younger brother always tagged along during these visits of ‘Uncle David’. Darren had installed two basketball hoops in the barn, one normal height and one little boy height. The two men and two boys would have mini basketball games in the winter and baseball and football games in yard other times. The boys looked forward to visits to County Feed and Seed where David would explain the use of various pieces of John Deere heavy equipment while the boys sat in the driver’s seat. In January 1986 when Ji and Darren took a few days off for some quality time together Lucy looked after the boys and ‘Uncle David’ stayed at the house to help in the evenings and mornings. Solomon’s health continued to deteriorate. He walked with a cane and was unable to go outside unassisted. He rarely visited the barn. However, every evening at dinner Darren discussed farm activities with him and frequently asked his advice on various matters. This was done as a courtesy. The old man was frequently confused and some of his suggestions were outdated. But Solomon did enjoy the conversations and respect Darren showed him not knowing that frequently Darren did the opposite suggested. February 1986 One Thursday evening at about 9:00 David received a frantic call from Lucy. Ji and Darren had gone to Church, Ji for choir practice and Darren to help a group of men painting the Sunday school rooms. On the way home there had been an accident. Lucy had no details except that Ji and Darren had been taken to Media Hospital. David told Lucy he would go to the hospital and call her when he had news. Upon arrival at the hospital David learned that Ji was in the emergency room and Darren in surgery. Since he was not an immediate family member he could not be given any other information. He called Uncle Will from a pay phone to explain the situation as he knew it and waited for Ji. When she was told that he was in the waiting room of the small hospital she asked if he could be with her while she waited for x-ray results on her arm. Her only injury was a broken arm that was put in a cast. By 2:00 in the morning she was released. They immediately went to the surgical waiting room and waited to talk to a doctor. At 5:00 they were approached by the doctor. Darren had suffered life threatening injuries and had passed away never regaining consciousness after the accident. David held Ji as she wept. Within an hour they were back at the farm. When Lucy, a light sleeper, heard the front door open she came to them. Hearing the tragic news she was devastated as she considered Ji and Darren family, not just hired help. At 6:00 David called his mother, Rachel. They decided the boys should not be told that morning and go to school to give their mother time to come to grips about the situation. Ji told the boys she was not feeling well and that ‘Aunt Rachel’ had come over to get them off to school. An exhausted Ji went to bed after the boys left for school and David returned to his home while Rachel stayed with Lucy. Upon arrival home David gave Uncle Will the sad news. Will was both sympathetic and practical. When David lamented that he did not know what would happen to the farm Will replied, “You should buy it.” David looked at Will and almost laughed, “No bank will give a couple of twenty- two year old guys who don’t even have a ‘pot to piss in’ a loan.” Wishing that his lover, JB, was here to advise him Uncle Will made a proposal. “I love you and PT as if you were my own sons. In case you are not aware of my financial situation I am comfortable, very comfortable. My love of many years, JB, helped me invest wisely. While most of my resources are invested in real estate in Georgia I do have a substantial bank account balance and some stocks that can be sold now. I will contact my financial adviser in Georgia to discuss how to handle this. When we discuss with Drew the purchase of his parent’s farm tell him that any sale will be arranged so that his parents have the right to live in the farm house as long as they desire. Tell Ji that you hope to buy the farm and that she and the boys can stay there indefinitely. David immediately called PT in Columbus. He had not departed for class and was able to have a short conversation with his love. PT was shocked and saddened about the events of the night. Having heard comments of his father about Uncle Will PT was not surprised at his uncle’s wealth. Also, he was not surprised that Uncle Will would make the offer. PT agreed to the basic concept and asked David to talk to Drew on their behalf. An exhausted David then went to his employer at County Feed and Seed. His boss, the owner, was sympathetic to the situation. Being April this was a busy time for both the farm and the store. They agreed that David would immediately work shortened days so he would have time to work at the farm until a decision was made about his buying it. If he and PT were successful with the purchase he would work reduced hours while training his successor. David then returned to the farm and sat with Ji and the boys as they were told about their father. Drew arrived later that evening to both console his parents, especially his mother, and seek advice from David or anyone on what to do immediately to take care of the farm. PT cut a late afternoon class and rushed up from Columbus arriving at about the same time as Drew. David suggested that he, PT and Drew go out to the barn for a discussion. Drew was shocked and relieved when David presented their proposal. “PT and I would like to purchase the farm, house and all equipment. We propose that an appraiser be hired to value the property and give a purchase value. We have the resources available to make a down payment within two weeks and pay off the balance in a year or sooner. For a nominal rent your parents would have the right to live in the house as long as they desire. Until we come to an agreement I with the help of PT as he completes his final semester at Ohio State will manage the farm.” For the first time since he had arrived Drew had a smile on his face. “While this is a lot to consider I think your proposal is both reasonable and workable. While I am not going to say ‘yes’ today I see no reason why we cannot come to a mutually acceptable arrangement. Please do as you consider necessary to maintain the farm and prepare for spring planting. I have a checking account in my name with Darren as a signer at the Media Bank. Tomorrow morning we will go to the bank and add one of your names as a signer on the account. You will have access to money to keep the farm going until we reach a final agreement and close on the sale.” There were so many mourners at the funeral service in the small country church that folding chairs were set up in the side aisles and a few late comers stood behind the last row of pews. Ji sat in the front pew with her sons and Darren’s brother who had driven up from Cincinnati. Darren’s sister, eight months pregnant, could not attend. She and Ji had long telephone conversations after Darren’s death. To Ji’s surprise and shock Darren’s parents had driven up from Kentucky. Darren had had no contact with his parents since they had moved away following his father’s attempted rape of Ji. She realized the parents had the right to know their son had died. Darren’s brother had contacted them with the news. At the reception in the church hall following the service Ji’s brother and David stayed at her side while she received expressions of condolences. To her shock Darren’s mother approached her and without so much as a hello stated, “We will be taking Darren’s boys back to Kentucky with us where they will be with real family. Since you being a foreigner and a cripple at that (Ji’s broken arm was still in a sling) its only right that their kin have the children. We know our rights so you just pack up those boys so we can get on the road.” Ji was shocked. As Darren’s brother began telling them that they would take the boys over his dead body David walked over to Drew who was sitting with his parents. He quickly explained the threat by Darren’s parents. Drew stood, took a $20 bill out of his pocket saying, “I’m paying you for some of the supplies you bought for the farm. Take this, your earned money and lend it to Ji. Tell her to just hold it in her hand. Don’t worry I will take care of this horrible situation.” David walked back to Ji and handed her the $20 bill telling her he was lending it to her and to just hold it. Drew then approached Ji and took her aside. “Ji, don’t worry about the threat you received from those bastards. I will take care of this. If you want to hire me to be the attorney for you and your children in custody matters I will gladly represent you. May I talk to those rotten people on your behalf?” When a tearful Ji shook her head yes Drew continued. “To seal our deal making me the legal spokesperson for you and the boys I will need a cash retainer.” As he took the $20 bill out of her hand he told her to refer any concerns about the welfare of the children to him. Drew then approached Darren’s parents. “I have been retained as the lawyer representing the interests of Mrs. Gunthrie and her two sons. If you have any questions or concerns about the well-being of the boys you should contact me. You implied that she is not fit to keep the children since she is a foreigner and a cripple. Being a foreigner has no bearing on the rights of a mother. Not that it is relevant to the situation but she is a US citizen. The assertion that a mother’s broken arm makes her unsuitable to have custody is ludicrous. As their legal representative I am ordering you to have no additional contact with Mrs. Gunthrie or her sons. In Medina County if you believe that a child is in danger you should contact authorities, either Child Welfare or the Sheriff. See that woman in the blue dress over there. She sang in the choir at Darren’s service and every Sunday sings in the choir with Ji. She is the County Welfare Officer. Report your concerns to her or that man in uniform over there. The Sheriff is a good friend of Darren and Mrs. Gunthrie. He will certainly look out for their interests. If you want to contact Mrs. Gunthrie or the children you must do it through my office. Now that you have been warned any unwanted contact will be considered harassment and you will be reported to the Sheriff. Here is my business card. Call my office to arrange an appointment if you wish to pursue what you claim to be your rights, as ridiculous as they are.” Drew handed them his card and walked away. David who had listened to the conversation questioned Drew, “You do realize the lady in the blue dress is a librarian at the boy’s school, not a welfare official?” Drew smiled as he replied, “Oh, was I mistaken, shame on me. Actually my legal specialty is corporate take overs. All I know about child welfare is what I’ve seen on TV. If those bastards knew anything about child law they could report me to the bar association for lying. I will deny saying it and you are the only witness as to what you said.” With a big grin David replied, “I saw you talking to Darren’s parents but could not hear a word you said as the children are making so much noise.” Meanwhile, Rachel, David’s mother, had been alerted to the conversation and had taken the boys to her home just in case those ‘crazies’ tried to do something. The tragic accident had happened as Darren drove Ji home from church after her choir practice and his work session. As they drove south on Route 3 a semi-truck crossed the center line as the driver reached for a pack of cigarettes. The impact crushed the driver’s side of their car with Darren at the wheel. Little damage was done to the truck pulling a trailer filled with reels of industrial steel wire. Skid marks on the road left little doubt that the truck was totally responsible for the accident. Drew offered to have his office negotiate the substantial settlement that should be due from the trucking company and its insurer. While the aspects of the appraisal and sale took longer than expected within a month David and PT jointly owned the farm with a mortgage held by Drew until final payment was made as Uncle Will raised money by selling stock investments and property in Georgia. Meanwhile the operation of the farm continued without interruption. Since Drew had power of attorney to represent his parents Lucy and Solomon were never fully aware of the sale arrangements. They continued their lives as if they were still the owners. David and PT were careful to discuss farm operations with Solomon as if he were the owner. Ji and the boys continued to live there as David became a father figure, not father replacement to the boys. Two weeks after the closing on the property (six weeks after Darren’s death) Ji using Solomon’s car which he no longer used visited a doctor in Medina. That evening she took David aside. While he slept at Uncle Will’s farm house he spent most evenings with Ji until the boys went to bed. She told him that she had visited the doctor and he confirmed what she had suspected, she was two months pregnant. She cried as David held her. She told him that her tears were a combination of both sadness and happiness. While she was aware of David’s and PT’s commitment to each other having a man as tender as David hold her was very soothing and sensual. When she told Lucy the next day both women shared tears of sadness and happiness. David called Drew to inform him of the pregnancy. While Drew had been negotiating an insurance settlement for a widow and two young children the insurance claim would increase since the deceased had left behind an additional child, unborn. Six months later Drew convinced his mother that she and her father should move to a retirement apartment near Medina. Solomon and Lucy would move into an elderly complex where they would have an apartment with a full kitchen. Their living arrangement included breakfast and dinner being served in a dining room. The same property included an assisted living section and skilled nursing home. As their needs changed the level of care needed would be available. Luckily one of Lucy’s best friends from church had recently moved there and would provide needed companionship. The boys and Ji told Lucy they would visit often and they did. Most Sundays one of them picked up Lucy and Solomon to go to church followed by a visit to the farm. Prior to the old couples moving out David, PT and Ji discussed future living arrangements. The two men were still living with Uncle Will about a ten minute drive from the farm. They agreed that the very pregnant Ji should not live alone in the big house with her sons. David suggested that she move into the bedroom previously occupied by Lucy and Solomon on the ground floor and that the men move to a bedroom upstairs down the hall from Ji’s sons. Ji knew she had no right to stay there and that with the insurance settlement could rent a small apartment for her family. However, PT and David were more than just landlords, they were like brothers to her and fathers to her five and seven year old sons. Since ‘the elephant in the room’ was David’s and PT’s relationship it had to be discussed openly before they moved in. David stated that they would not only share a room, they would share a bed and that it would be obvious to the boys. Ji’s reply, “After Darren, you two are the most caring and compassionate men I have ever known. While I admit I do not understand your relationship it must be good since you are such respectable men. I am sure the boys will just accept you as you are.” When they announced the planned move to the boys they got big smiles on their faces and asked: ‘When will you move?’ ‘What rooms will you have?’ “Can we help you move?” David had helped Ji pick out wallpaper and curtains for her new bedroom. Just prior to their moving, with the help of a friend from church, David and PT repapered the room and hung the new curtains turning the drab old fashion decorated room into a cheery modern place. David had attended childbirth classes with Ji. Neither had a problem that the other couples in the class assumed they were man and wife. Three weeks after PT and David moved in they were awakened by Ji calling from downstairs. She thought she needed to go to the hospital. Six hours later with David in the delivery room, little Rebecca greeted the world. David held the tiny human in his arms with all the love that the father who had created her would have. PT and David performed all the acts of baby care from changing diapers to cuddling except of course feeding. Ji, without hesitation, breast fed ‘Becky as she was called, in front of her two fathers (David – Dad and PT – Pop). At her first year birthday party a very spoiled and happy Becky called out the names of those around her. Mama, Dad (David), Pop (PT), Tommy and Josh her brothers, Nana and Grandpa (David’s parents) as well as Grama and Gramps (PT’s parents). Starting soon after her birth Nana (Rachel) had taken her at least once a week to her home while Ji volunteered at the library of the boys’ school. September 1988 About a week after Becky’s second birthday Ji scheduled an appointment with the family doctor. She had not told anyone but she just did not feel right. She had lost weight, had constant heartburn and had stomach and back pains. When the doctor saw her he was immediately alarmed. While she had not, he noticed her skin was slightly yellow. Blood test results available a few days later confirmed the doctor’s suspicions. She had internal organs that were not functioning properly. He realized she immediately needed an examination by a specialists and scheduled an appointment at the Cleveland Clinic. When Uncle Will heard that David was taking her for a series of tests at Cleveland Clinic he suggested they stay with his friend Vlad. Uncle Will called Vlad who without hesitation invited them to stay with him and Aiden. Vlad had met both David and Ji during visits to the farm house over the years. Ji and David arrived the afternoon prior to Ji’s first consultation and series of tests. That evening Vlad and Aiden took them out to dinner. An exhausted Ji went to bed immediately after they returned to the apartment. David enjoyed conversation with the older men. Vlad and Aiden would have gladly invited him to share their bed but Uncle Will had told them David and his lover were in a monogamist relationship. The next day David stayed with Ji between tests at the clinic. When she had test, scans or consultations he read Michener’s latest, Alaska, a gift from Vlad. At the end of the day David, at her request, accompanied her as the results were discussed. She had a form of advanced pancreatic cancer that had aggressively attacked her internal organs. They discussed treatment options, all of which required visits to Cleveland Clinic. The doctor was not at all optimistic about recovery. After a quiet supper prepared by Aiden, David went to Ji’s room to discuss the future. They were both exhausted. David returned to his room and put on pajamas and a bathrobe. (When PT and David lived alone on the second floor of Uncle Will’s farm house they slept naked. When they moved to the house with Ji and her sons they slept in night shirts that hung loose down to their knees providing modesty when standing and total availability to each other when in bed.) He returned to Ji’s bedroom for more comforting. As she laid under the covers he sat in a chair. Following tearful conversation Ji said, “Please hold me.” As David slid into the bed and pulled the covers up it just seemed the natural thing to do. As the strong, tall farmer wrapped his arms around the petite woman she rested her head on his shoulder. As she cried herself to sleep she mourned, not for herself, but for her children. Her final words of the night were, “David, the boys and Becky love you and PT. If anything happens to me I pray that you two could raise my children. But I know society and the law will not permit it.” As she slept in his arms David fantasized having the children, seeing Becky walk down the lane on her first day of school, seeing the boys helping on the farm, seeing all of them graduate from high school and then seeing each getting married, and finally holding his grandchildren. Then he scolded himself for having such happy thoughts, two men living together would never be allowed to have a family like that.
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    Out of the Closet

    Thanks for reading. As you read the next chapters you will wonder, Why is a poor, straight Kentucky farmer and his Korean wife introduced to the story? Something will eventually happen in the lives of PT and David that was unthinkable back in the 1980s but possible today.
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    Out of the Closet

    1982 The boys were in their final term in high school, PT in his large suburban school and David in his small country school. Neither attend the senior prom. While PT’s parents fully understood his reluctance to go David’s parents were bewildered by their son’s lack of interest in girls. Rachel, David’s mother, had made numerous attempts to set him up with the right girl. A week after graduation The Smith and Kowalski combined families had a dinner prepared by Ann and Louise. The children were surprised that wine was served as part of the meal. While all had experimented with alcohol it had never been done with their parent’s permission or knowledge. To all the children this indicated the meal would be a special event. Between the main course and dessert Tom was the first speaker of a planned and rehearsed talk to their children, “We have something we want to discuss with our children. Twenty-seven years ago during the fall term of our senior year of high school I met an incredible person. On the outside he and I were very different. In our hearts we were soul mates. I was the popular quarterback for the school football team.” At this point Peter interrupted, “He was not just a good football player, he was named the outstanding high school football star of the entire eight team league. He was more than just popular, he was the envy of most guys and the dream of many girls, a real hottie.” Tom continued, “Let’s just say some would say I was popular. One day by chance a classmate I had never talked to before and I shared a seat on a bus returning from an away game. This guy was very different from me. He was a very serious student with one of the highest grade averages in the senior class. He was quiet and not someone everyone knew. Although at first he was reluctant to talk we were soon discussing guy stuff, some things that we had never told anyone. To make a long story short we became more than just best buddies.” Peter continued, “And have been ever since that fateful day in 1955. We soon both realized this was the person each of us wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. Actually, we became lovers.” At this point twenty year old daughter of Ann and Tom, also named Ann, broke in, “Are you telling me you are a couple of homos.” Tom replied, “You may use any term you desire. Yes, we have been together ever since meeting.” Tom: “About a month after meeting we suspected two girls in our senior class might be in the same situation.” Ann, the mother, continued, “Louise and I had been ‘friends’ for over a year. Like your fathers we were very different on the outside. I was the head cheerleader and had numerous boys pursuing me. But my real friend was Louise, a very quiet, scholarly girl. To our classmates Louise and I were very similar to your fathers: one quiet, studious and the other popular and outgoing. Of course my future husband and I knew each other, me being the head cheerleader and he the star quarterback. He was probably the only popular guy that was not trying to date me.” Tom: “And she was most likely the only popular girl that was not hot for me. To most guys this would be a disappointment, to me it was a relief.” Ann: “The popular quarterback approached me suggesting we, he, I, Louise and Peter, meet at the bowling alley snack bar for a serious discussion. Actually he begged me to ask Louise to meet with them. I realize now why he selected the bowling alley. It was a very popular place and a group of teenagers hanging out together would be very normal. The place was noisy so we could easily have a private conversation. These two guys, your fathers, told us about their relationship, pleading that we keep it secret. They told us about their suspicions about us and suggested the four of us double date so we could go to high school events without the girl / boy pressures. They left the table to play pinball games, a very normal thing for guys to do, while we discussed the proposition. I remember today the words I spoke when they returned to the table as if it happened yesterday: ‘You guys are insane. What you are proposing is the most outlandish plan we have ever heard. You want us to pretend to be hot for you when you are really hot for each other. No one in their right mind would agree to what you suggest’. Your fathers got looks of panic on their faces and I thought they were going to run away as I continued: ‘Nevertheless we are also insane and probably out of our minds. And as you have discovered, we are hot for each other. So let’s go to the dance this weekend and rock and roll. Come on boys, let’s get out of this dump’.” Louise continued: “That was twenty-seven years ago. The four of us have been inseparable since. We started double dating. To our classmates we were two boy/ girl couples. However, we were really boy/boy and girl/girl couples living lives as our hearts, not the rules of society dictated.” Peter continued: “Actually, for Louise and I our home life became a lot easier. Both of our mothers had been hounding us about our lack of interest in the opposite sex and dating. Now we were dating on a regular basis while also having quality time with our real love. We attended university together, got married after graduation, had kids and lived ‘happily ever after’.” Ann’s final statement: “We are not going to pry into our children’s sex lives nor give you details of ours. However, we assume you might be wondering how a girl/girl couple and boy/boy couple had children. To alleviate any concerns, I can tell you that you were all created in the regular way.” Young Ann who was always willing to criticize anyone for any reason blurted out: “So my parents are a queer and we have been living a lie. That is just fucking great.” Since all had learned that arguing with daughter Ann was always confrontational, no one commented on her outburst. Louise then commented: While we four are very happy with our lives it is probably best not to share it with others. While we don’t care if it ‘gets out’ it might make our friends and relatives uncomfortable.” Tom continued, “If my mother, your grandmother, discovered our arrangement she would probably go into deep depression. She would make the life of Father Sean, her spiritual advisor for years, uncomfortable. She would be in church everyday praying for our lost souls, lighting candles and saying God knows how many Hail Marys. Father Sean has known, through my confession, since I was about fifteen years old of my sexual orientation. He assured me it was God’s will, it was normal for some boys and nothing to be ashamed of although since many would condemn me out of ignorance to keep it to myself. He knew about our situation and counseled all of us prior to our marriages.” Following a brief period of silence PT spoke up. “Since we are on the subject, I want to explain my situation to you. As I am sure you have noticed, David Winkler and I are close. We have been best ‘buddies’ all our lives. We plan to share our lives as two men together. As soon as I graduate from Ohio State with a degree in agriculture we will purchase a farm together. I came out to our parents a while ago and they have been very supportive. I hope and pray the young adults of these families also support us.” His sister, Louise, commented: “No surprise there. I love you and support you.” “As do I.” Stated Sean (son of Tom and Ann and Louis’s boyfriend / bed partner) As young Ann stormed out of the room she ranted, “Holy shit, I have been living in a house full of perverts all my life. No wonder my life is so screwed up.” As usual the rest just ignored her. Then Peter asked, “Does anyone else have an important announcement or confession to make?” He directed his attention to Sean as he said this. Sean, with a big grin replied, “A few days ago I asked Uncle Peter (while technically not his uncle the children had called their parents lovers ‘aunt’ and ‘uncle’) for the hand of his charming daughter in marriage. We had a man to man talk about such obligations and he seemed very happy to give her away. We are planning a June wedding soon after the end of our first year at Ohio State.” Peter commented, “The request was not a surprise, for years it has been more of a ‘When’ not ‘If’. As dessert was served the remaining seven discussed the plans to attend Ohio State of PT, Louise and Sean and most important the upcoming wedding. A few days later mother Louise had ‘the talk’ with daughter Louise. They had already discussed sex years earlier. However, more for friendliness than necessity the talk was initiated. Mother already knew her daughter was on the pill and assumed she was ‘doing it’ with her boyfriend now fiancée. Tom had a similar discussion with his son. Since they had been very open about sex again the discussion was aimed to keep communication open, not because it was absolutely needed. ………………………………………………… A week after high school graduation David started a full time position at County Feed and Seed. He looked forward to this job as it would give him insights into aspects of farming he had not encountered as in the past he had just done what his father had told him to do. This position would not only give him awareness of supplies that farmers need but the economic aspects of farm management. While over fifty years earlier the store had started selling just animal feed supplies and seeds it had evolved into a full service farm store. As a dealership of John Deere equipment the store sold anything a farmer would need from simple garden tools to heavy equipment such as tractors, combines and balers. With its modern equipment service center David would be exposed to all areas of farm operations and management. David was not needed on the family farm on a fulltime basis as his older brother, Paul Junior, and father worked there fulltime. Paul Junior had recently married and it was assumed he would eventually take over the farm. David planned to jointly own a farm with PT someday so had no desire to work with his father and brother on a long time basis. Working at a farm supply store would not only give him insight into farm management it would provide a separation from his family while PT attended Ohio State. David moved in with Uncle Will who was not only happy for his company but at his age, 87 years old, wanted someone to help him manage his home. PT obtained a summer job at County Feed and Seed. While David’s position required knowledge of the products and working with customers PT was hired to be a laborer working in the warehouse and assisting with deliveries. After a hard day’s work that required David’s brain and PT’s brawn they shared nights together doing among other things planning their future. …………………………………………………….. July 1982 Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Louise and PT Happy birthday to you. At the family birthday party PT shared with his twin sister they celebrated a significant age, eighteen. Now they were officially adults. Sean, Louise’s fiancée, would turn eighteen in September a week after classes started. Now that he was officially a man, PT and David, who had turned eighteen earlier that year, looked forward to their visit to the gay bathhouse described to them in detail by their one year older friend Jim. The day after his birthday party in Columbus PT returned to the farm to be with David and Uncle Will. The following weekend their friend Jim who was home from Trinity College in Hartford for the summer and had offered to take them on a tour of Club Cleveland visited the farm. Although Jim had never visited Club Cleveland he assumed he would find no surprises in Cleveland as he had been to Club Hartford, Club Columbus and St Mark’s in New York City. Jim who had a summer job in Columbus arrived at the farm Friday evening. While the boys had few if any secrets from Uncle Will they decided not to share their plans to visit the baths Saturday evening. They told him they were going out Saturday evening to celebrate PT’s coming of age and that they might be late. As soon as PT and David returned from their jobs at County Feed and Seed the three departed for the hour drive to downtown Cleveland. Arriving at Club Cleveland about 7pm (19.00) they got a room and locker for themselves and Jim got his own room. Jim told them to go to their room, get naked and wait for him with the door closed. The anticipation of what might happen resulted in the boys getting hard. However, they refrained from touching themselves or each other as they wanted to be totally ready for this adventure. Their feelings ran from total horniness to fear of the unknown while sitting on the bed waiting . Jim’s comment when he arrived: “Looks like you two are ready for action,” was said with a leer and chuckle. “Wrap you towels around your waists like I have done, tuck your hard dicks in and let’s take a tour”. The two tall, young, muscular farm boys were the immediate attention of the mixed crowd. After quick peeks into the sauna and steam room they walked past the whirlpool and TV area where porn was playing on a TV hooked up to a VCR tape. While most men had towels wrapped around their waists the boys saw naked guys in their small rooms with doors open, in the sauna and steam room and in the TV area where a couple of guys without towels played with their hard dicks. The last stop on the tour was a dim room with benches wide enough to lay on along the wall. They could see shapes of men sucking and jerking. As their eyes became more accustomed to the darkness they saw a guy sitting in a chair of leather straps (sling) hanging from the ceiling. His feet were held up by stirrups on the front straps exposing an inviting ass. Jim whispered, “That guy wants to be fucked. He is ready.” To the amazement of the boys Jim walked up to the guy and rolled on one of the condoms he was carrying. He placed his dick against the ready rosebud and shoved in. The guy just let him do it. To the surprise of PT and David there appeared to be no emotion. They had assumed the guy would scream with either pain or delight. Jim clasped his arms behind his head while pumping in and out. They were observing their first real live fuck. They had seen pictures of guys fucking in various positions including the use of a sling in their porn collection borrowed without asking from the hidden catch PT had found in his father’s home office years earlier. After a few minutes Jim pulled out and pulled the condom off. The boys thought Jim was ready to cum but he just stepped back. As he led the boys away he quietly said, “That was a no feeling fuck. That hole was so loose that I hardly had any sensitivity. My hand gives me more pleasure than sticking it into a wide open, unemotional space. While it might have looked enjoyable for me, it was kind of boring. That is not the way most fucks are. With the right guy you can have the most intense and glorious feelings ever.” Stopping at the entrance to the steam room they followed Jim’s lead removing their towels and hanging them on a hook near the door. Entering the room they were met with a hot, dimly lit, steamy haze. Being only able to see vague shapes they soon lost Jim. David grabbed PT’s hand as they navigated the area. They stopped in a corner and just stood there attempting to see what was going on. David released PT’s hand. Almost immediately PT felt a hand on his dick. He assumed it was David’s. Then to his surprise he felt a warmth on his dick. Through the haze he saw a guy kneeling in front of him swallowing his rock hard piece. He did as Jim had told him to do if anyone advanced on him in an unwanted way, he gently pushed the head away and placed his hand over his dick to protect it from invasion. When he turned to David he saw another guy was leaning into him playing with his nipple. PT turned to David while pushing the guy away. He embraced his love. The two wrapped their arms around each other as their sweaty chests and dicks pressed into the other. PT whispered, “This place is weird. Never did I think so many guys would want to have sex. Would you believe that right now someone is playing with my ass? Oh, my god, he is trying to shove his finger in my hole.” As he said this PT removed an arm that was wrapped around David and reached back to push away the intruder. By mutual consent, without asking, the two boys walked out of the room. The light coming in through the glass door revealed activity near the entrance. They saw a guy standing tall with his arms behind his head pumping into the mouth of someone kneeling. This was the same stance Jim had used when he fucked the guy on the sling. They then realized the standing guy was Jim. Jim saw his friends and said, “I’ll catch up with you later,” as he continued to pump. The sweaty boys showered and decided to enter the bubbling hot pool. The square pool had underwater benches on each side. The two men in the pool smiled at the handsome farm boys. One was sitting opposite while the other was to their left. Both men were at least the age of their fathers. One was hairy and the other had a hairless upper chest, all that they could see as the rest of the bodies were submerged. As PT and David sat side by side David felt something on the side of his leg moving up toward his dick. He reached down and discovered the foot of the guy opposite him on his leg. The guy had lowered himself into the pool up to his neck to extend his body so his foot would reach across the pool. While David felt the urge to grab the foot and pull on it to force the intruder away he just pushed it away as he clamped his legs closed. PT was not aware of the attack on his friend. David moved his hand to PT’s submerged cock and caressed it while PT returned the favor. A total feeling of contentment overcame the two as the bubbles of the warm water massaged their bodies. PT’s bliss was interrupted when he felt someone entering the pool next to him. He looked up at the body of a handsome guy of about thirty sliding in next to him. As the man settled in his body pressed against PT’s. The touching of this man felt good. PT did not want to move away. He could have moved toward David to escape from the side touch of the handsome stranger. As the bubbling hid any activity under water the man pressed his leg against PT’s. For some reason unknown to PT having this particular man touch him sent erotic tingles through his body. Then PT felt a hand on his upper leg. He could have and his brain told him he should have pushed it away, but he did not. As the hand moved up it encountered David’s hand embracing PT’s hardness. Man stroked David’s hand. Then David let Man caress PT’s. Man whispered into PT’s ear: “A triple crown: young, big and most impressive – uncut natural.” PT without prompting reached for Man’s now hard dick. The hard, cut, average piece hardened more at PT’s touch. Man reached over to David’s dick and whispered to both, “Let’s go to my room. You two are the hottest guys here.” PT turned to David and the two nodded ‘yes’ to each other. The three hard dicks stepped out of the pool and followed Man down the hall with towels slung over their shoulders giving a glorious parade of young masculinity. As soon as they were in the tiny cubical Man closed and locked the door. He then kneeled and briefly inspected each hard dick. Leaning in he swallowed all of PT’s uncut masterpiece. After a couple of lip strokes he swallowed David’s. Then Man stood, got on the bed and laid on his back, “Who is going to fuck me first?” Neither of the boys had anticipated this offer nor thought they would want it. But each suddenly had an urge as they ogled the handsome young man with his ass slightly raised on a pillow. Man reached over and pulled PT toward him. PT said, “I need a condom.” Man replied, “That is not necessary. I am clean and you two look clean to me. I want to feel your dick in me.” As horny as PT was he persevered saying, “I will not do it without protection.” Man reluctantly reached for a small bag on the shelf next to the bed and took out condoms. PT rolled one on and kneeled on the bed between Man’s legs in a position he had seen in photos in their porn collection. Man reached for a small bottle on the shelf and squeezed lube on his rosebud and PT’s protected dick. As PT shoved in Man cried out, “Go slow big boy. Have not had one that big in a long time.” PT stopped with his dick half way in not knowing what to do. Then Man said, “OK, I’m ready.” PT pushed in as far as he could go. The feeling was erotic, like nothing he had ever felt. By instinct he pulled half way out and then pushed back in. Man moaned in pleasure. After a couple of more strokes PT felt his juices rising. While the feeling was intense afterward he realized it was less than a good suck from his love, David. As PT pulled out Man looked at David, “I’m ready for more!” David was ready with a dripping in anticipation dick. The feeling of rolling on a condom almost took him over the edge. He was amazed at how easily his dick slid in to the opening that had been prepared by his lover. Within three strokes the eager farmer filled the condom. As Man thanked the boys they departed. As they walked down the hall with towels tightly wrapped around their waists PT asked, “So what did you think of your first fuck.” David replied, “It was OK, but I prefer the loving of my man. Your lips on my dick feel better than his ass.” PT put his arm around his love, “Yes, I agree. Did you notice that he was not hard while we fucked? Do you think he really enjoyed it? He certainly was aggressive in getting us to do it.” David replied, “That is a wonderment. I do not understand. I would have thought our fucking would make him hard and bring him over the edge. As far as I am concerned we have seen it, we have done it, That is enough.” PT: “You mean you don’t want me to shove my dick up your ass as soon as we return to the room?” David: “Actually I would rather hold you tight over fucking Mr. Handsome. You are all I need or want.” PT smiled as he said, “Prove it.” As they entered their tiny room they rolled onto the bed in a tight embrace. Although each had cum just minutes earlier each was hard as they deep kissed, cuddled, moved into the 69 position and then simultaneously swallowed each other’s juice. Following a short nap while embraced they explored observing various activities in the steam room, sauna, TV area and sling followed by a return to the hot tub. While the tour was interesting neither had any desire to get involved with others. As the three drove back to the farm Jim raved about his exploits. When he told about the glorious fuck of a guy whose description seemed to fit that of the guy they had fucked, PT asked if he was the tall, handsome guy of about thirty that had a room a few doors down from theirs. When Jim replied ‘Yes’ PT told him that they had observed him being fucked and that they had noticed that although he seemed to be enjoying it his dick was not hard. PT did not tell Jim that the person he watched fuck the guy was his own David. Jim replied that he was also surprised that the guy never got hard. He also told them that since he had already fucked and cum twice his dick took more time to finish and that his fuck lasted at least twenty minutes. He explained that all guys are different with most getting hard when fucked. He had been with one guy who shot his load while being fucked although his dick was never touched. While they boys wanted to just cuddle with each other after returning home they did not tell Jim he was not welcome in their bed. Luckily Jim’s dick was satisfied with his experience at the baths and he did not initiate a late night encounter as the three slept together. The following morning the boys got up early to milk the cows and did not return to bed. Jim had obligations at home and departed soon after breakfast Sunday morning. As soon as Jim departed the boys sat in the kitchen and shared late morning coffee and pastries with Uncle Will. They told him about their adventure at the baths leaving out no important details. Uncle Will seemed genuinely interested. Will then retold the boys about his visit Club Cleveland almost twenty years earlier with some friends. He did not tell that the ‘friends’ who took him to the baths were PT’s father and Tom. He did not think they would be surprised or shocked that PT’s father visited such a place but felt it was something Peter should share with his son if he so desired. Will told about meeting the Russian, Vlad, and the amazement of the friends who had escorted him there when he did not return with them instead going to the home of the Russian. The boys had met Vlad a number of times when he visited the farm with his love Aiden. As a professor at Western Reserve University and an immigrant from the Soviet Union who had been in the Soviet army during World War II and then spied for the Americans when assigned to Soviet command in Berlin he was an interesting person. The remainder of the summer the boys lived with Uncle Will while working at County Feed and Seed. ………………………………………….. Although the Ohio State campus was an easy commute by car or bus from their suburban home the parents encouraged their children to live on or near campus. PT and Sean hoped to find a small apartment to share while Louise would move into a dormitory. They settled on an apartment over a Pizza Restaurant on High Street not far from the south end of the campus. The three room apartment had a combination living room / kitchen and two bedrooms. The used furniture that they acquired from their grandparents, parents and a used furniture store included a double bed for the small bedroom and single bed for the even smaller bedroom. While Louise’s parents assumed she was planning to stay in a girls’ dorm she had other plans. Her brother, PT, had no problem sharing the apartment with the engaged couple. When Louise and Sean announced their plan to live together their parents expressed no objections. It would have been hypocritical for the parents to object since the two boy lovers and two girl lovers had shared rooms all during their college days at Kent State University. As the school year began everyone was happy with their living arrangements. PT was content in his small bed in his tiny room where he studied frequently to the quiet sounds of love making in the next room. Within a week the three were comfortable sharing space in the small apartment. At least two mornings a week all needed to be up and out for early classes. Seeing each other in various stages of undress became just a part of living, no big deal. Sean would shower while PT shaved and then they would reverse. Sometimes Louise was also there putting on makeup as one of the boys showered. About one weekend a month PT visited David at the farm. Most other weekends David visited PT sharing his bed as they attempted to be as quiet as possible. Obnoxious sister Ann was in her third year at University of Cincinnati. No one knew if she was happy but all were happy she was far away. A few miles away at their suburban home the parents had changed their sleeping arrangements on a modified permanent basis. Louise moved next door into Ann’s bedroom while Tom gave up his bed to move over with Peter. They kept the arrangement somewhat flexible returning to their spouses when the children were home or parents visited. PT’s first year in The College of Agriculture at Ohio State was rigorous and exhausting. However frequent visits by David to Columbus and PT to the farm gave the young man a welcomed diversion from his studies. ……………………………………………. June 1983 PT happily supported his sister by being ‘Best Man’ to Sean at their wedding. Following the service a reception with dinner and dancing completed the happy day. PT sat at the head table with the bridal couple at dinner and David was assigned to a table of friends of Louise and Sean his age. The handsome rugged young farmer David was surprised when he felt a hand on his leg as he sat at the table. The hand of a girl did not give the same pleasurable feeling he had when accosted in the hot tube of the baths. To politely stop the invasion David asked if he could get her a drink from the bar. After giving her the drink he walked over to the head table and engaged PT in conversation. PT laughed at David’s encounter telling his lover that at the obligatory dance where he as Best Man danced with the Maid of Honor she shoved herself against his deflated dick as she pulled him closer by rubbing his back. That evening PT and David had the apartment to themselves as the newlywed couple stayed at a hotel near the airport prior to their morning flight to their honeymoon destination, St. Maarten, a gift from their parents. Although exhausted from the activities of the day they eagerly embraced and more without having to worry about keeping their love making silent.
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    Jim’s Cumming of Age - Part II 

    Fall 1981 When Will returned from his trip to Medina to purchase and mail condoms to Jim he reread the letter. He decided not to share the letter with PT and David until they could read it together on Friday when PT would arrive for the weekend. At dinner Friday Will gave the letter to the boys and told them to read it together. If they wanted they could talk about concerns with him. IN bed the boys read it, reread it and discussed it. The following morning at breakfast Uncle Will asked if they had any issues. He was not surprised at how open these young men, almost seventy years younger than him, were in their questions. The first related to gay bath houses. Will replied that he had visited the Club Bath in Cleveland with friends and gave a general description of the facility. He told them that the activities Jim described were probably similar as to what would happen at other gay bath houses. He also told them there was also one in Columbus not far from the Ohio State University campus. When the boys discussed going there to celebrate their eighteenth birthdays Will gave them a lecture on safe sex. Then the boys asked about fucking. Like Jim they had only seen pictures in the magazines they had hidden upstairs. These magazines taken from the hidden collection they had found of gay porn their Uncle Tom had inherited from Keith Kleman (the insurance executive Tom had met when he was a college student who became his mentor as well as occasional sex partner). The three (Jim, PT & David) had discussed fucking while looking at the photos of men on their backs being fucked, on their knees being fucked doggie style, held up against a wall while being fucked, kneeling over a guy while being fucked and most amazing on their back being double penetrated by one guy under them and another over him. They assumed that in all situations the fuck was really a form of rape as it would not be possible for the guy being violated to enjoy it. None of them had any desire to either do it or receive it. They were surprised at Jim’s description of watching a man enjoying it and asking for more and asking for it harder and deeper. Uncle Will was conflicted about explaining the details. But since they had seen photos and had Jim’s personal observation he felt he needed to describe the emotional feelings involved. If he just flipped off an answer like ‘good boys don’t do that’ or ‘we’ll talk later when you are older’ he realized the boys would be left to their own imagination as to what was involved both physically and emotionally. Without going into his own personal life he eluded to how enjoyable it could be for both the top and bottom. He explained that some guys enjoyed being dominated while others enjoyed dominating. He discussed the mechanics and pitfalls as well as the use of condoms. Will was surprised when the boys admitted they had spied on David’s older brother fucking his girlfriend years earlier when they were twelve years old and that they had found his supply of condoms. Realizing that he could not chastise them for doing something five years earlier, something that he would have done at that age if offered, he just laughed as he said, “You boys certainly have had some adventures. At that age I was not totally sure how stuff happened. I had watched with interest dogs, bulls with cows, goats and horses do it, but never fully understood what was happening. The thought of discussing sex was absolutely taboo in our conservative family.” At their age of seventeen, Will felt the boys were well ahead of their peers in the understanding of both the mechanical and emotional aspects of sex. However, he was extremely concerned about their safety as they were likely, very likely, to expand their activities and possibly have encounters that were dangerous from both a physical and disease aspect. Looking back on his life at that age he knew he would, if he had had the opportunity, engage in any boy to boy or man to boy liaisons. He knew he needed to keep the discussion light and not be judgmental or the boys would possibly not have anyone to help guide them through the confusion of the sexual experience. They would have to follow the road that most boys their age followed. At the fork in the road would they take the satisfying path or the destructive path? Meanwhile that same weekend Jim returned to Club Hartford. With condoms from Will and K-Y he had purchased he eagerly explored. Being a twink in a place dominated by middle aged men he became uneasy with the attention he was receiving both from the leers and groping in the hall. His plan was to go to the second floor and fuck whoever was on the platform. Following a quick shower he went up there and to his disappointment found no one on the platform. As he contemplated his next move a man appeared from the stairwell. He walked past Jim who was standing near the top of the steps and commented, “Kind of dead here today”. As Man walked over and sat on the platform Jim checked him out. A nice looking guy, probably in his forties, neither fat nor slim, with a nice smile and a smooth chest. As he sat he opened his towel displaying a very inviting half hard dick. Jim moved in closer and was thrilled to discover the rising dick was natural with a totally covered head. Jim made no attempted to hide his interest and the man leaned back as it rose to full mast with the head still covered. “Like what you see?” Man was obviously proud of his equipment. Man leaned forward and began rubbing the front of Jim’s towel. “Feels like you are happy.” As the towel fell to the floor Jim’s happiness stood hard and tall. Man got on his knees and with no effort swallowed all of Jim’s long thin piece. While it felt wonderful Jim had other plans. He wanted the uncut dick in his hand and mouth. Man stood and took Jim’s hand guiding him to one of the small rooms. Their love making was enjoyable. Within fifteen minutes they had sucked and jerked each other. Man swallowed Jim’s and then shot his into the waste basket. Then it was over. While it had felt good at the moment Jim was disappointed as they left the room headed to the showers. His goal had been to fuck. While the blow job was great, he wanted more. Jim decided to skip the shower. He had already showered that morning and his dick had been sucked and licked clean so there was no immediate need. He went into the sauna. There were three men there. Two were sitting on the second tier and the third was kneeling on the lowest tier sucking one of the seated men. The third was jacking himself with one hand and playing with his nipples with the other while watching the activity. Although he had just shot his load five minutes earlier Jim found their activity arousing. He sat next to the man jacking himself. Almost immediately the man had his hand on Jim’s leg and moved it up to his not so soft dick. Jim was not in the mood for a quick hand job, he wanted to fuck. While he let the guy play with him out of courtesy he felt no great desire. Luckily at that point the man being sucked began moaning. He pulled out of the sucker and shot his load into the wide open mouth with some dribbling down the sucker’s chin. As the satisfied man stood the sucker moved over to Jim’s seat mate who gladly accepted him. He released Jim’s dick and placed them on sucker’s head forcing him deep. Soon he was holding the suckers head tight against his dick as he was obviously shooting down his throat. The sucker then moved over to Jim. This was not what Jim wanted and not knowing what to do or say he just stood and went to the showers. A clean Jim with a towel tightly wrapped around his waist decided to return to the second level and hopefully a willing guy on the platform. After retrieving two condoms and the K-Y from his locker he continued his exploration. As he passed one of the private rooms he saw a guy laying on his stomach with feet toward the door. He appeared to be sleeping. Jim stopped and observed the cute ass. As he inspected the back, ass and legs the man raised his head and eyeballed Jim. As he wiggled his ass he smiled. It was then that Jim saw the pile of condoms and a tube of something on the shelf next to the bed platform. The man then slightly raised his ass while saying, “Hi. Like what you see? It has been waiting for the right guy.” As he twisted his ass Jim felt his own piece rising. As the bulge grew the man smiled and took a condom from the pile. He held it out to Jim who was still in the doorway. Jim moved into the tiny room and as he closed the door Man reached under Jim’s towel and caressed the hardness. Jim gave a small thanks to himself that he had practiced with a condom doing it solo. He removed his towel and like an expert took the tube and put a small amount of lube on his dick and then easily rolled on the condom. Jim then generously slather lube on his covered dick. The man, still on his stomach, spread his legs and raised his ass a little. Jim now panicked. Not because of what he was about to do but because he was so aroused that just the rubbing of the lube on his dick almost brought him over the edge. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Then kneeling between the spread legs he leaned forward and placed his dick against the waiting rosebud. As he hit the spot Man raised his ass and to Jim’s shock his dick fell in with no effort. While he tried to constrain himself the ass did not cooperate. He was not thrusting into the ass, the ass was thrusting for him. In less than a minute he was filling the condom. Although it had been less than a half hour since his first shot he was so aroused that the second cumming was fast and intense. Man still on his stomach turned his head to Jim, “Thanks, wish it had lasted longer. Why don’t you rejuvenate and cum back for more.” Man then put his head down. Jim taking this as an invitation to leave removed the condom, dropped it in the small wastebasket and walked naked to the shower. After about thirty minutes alone in the TV area his dick suggested he find something or someone interesting. Walking past Man on his stomach his dick suggested another adventure. Sensing there was someone in the hall Man raised his head and turned to the observer. “Welcome back.” Jim entered the room and his dick was soon again deep into Man. After about a minute Man turned his head to Jim saying, “I want to watch you fuck me.” He pulled out and rolled over and as he reached back for a pillow to place under his ass. Jim was able to observe more than Man’s back and ass. This nondescript guy in his 30s or 40s had a nice smile, slightly chubby body and to Jim’s surprise a soft dick that was cut and smaller than most he had seen. Lifting his legs Man suggested Jim put them on his shoulders. Now with a fully exposed ass raised by the pillow Jim easily fell into the waiting hole. Since in the past hour he had had two cummings his dick would need some extra time to finish. Man called out “Fuck me hard boy!” Jim pumped harder. Then as he had seen a week earlier he pulled all the way out and plunged back in. This resulted in a cry of pleasure from Man. Jim did not understand how Man’s dick could stay soft. While bracing himself on one arm and his knees as he thrust in and out he took the soft dick in his free hand. As he pumped the dick slowly rose. Finally the unimpressive dick got hard. As Jim pumped with some brutal thrusts he stroked the now hard dick of Man. Suddenly man called out as his dick pulsated and began spewing gushes of cum onto his chest with some squirting onto his face. The sight of the milky substance pouring out brought the young man to a completion as he released deep into Man. His third cumming of the afternoon was also the most intense. Never had he seen such a quantity of cum pour out as this very ordinary looking man had produced. Following a shower Jim went to one of the small rooms to rest. Ten minutes after his third cumming he still felt light headed. One thing that had puzzled him was how easy it was to penetrate Man. Within a month Jim would learn that not all assholes were the same. Two weeks later at his next visit he encountered a very tight one. While the guy wanted to be fucked he cried out in pain as Jim pushed in. But when Jim tried to pull out as the apparently wounded man moaned the man had asked him to push in harder. As Jim walked back to the college after his first fucks he again pondered the events of the day. He decided that while fucking was an interesting experience that he was sure he would repeat he really preferred to be with someone he could relate to as a person not just a fuck buddy. When he returned to his room he called Everette. They arranged to meet and go to Jim’s dorm room the following afternoon, Sunday. His roommate had gone home for the weekend as he usually did. Hal, the roommate, proudly boasted about the activities with his girlfriend at his home town of Fairfield County, Connecticut. Hal always returned to campus on a late train as his girlfriend’s parents went out for dinner Sunday evening providing an opportunity as Hal boasted, ‘for a fucking good farewell’. Being twenty-five his friend Everette could easily pass as a student and would blend in as he and Jim walked across campus to Jim’s room. Their session was much more enjoyable for Jim than just a fuck at the bath house. Sunday afternoon became their regular time to be together. Two weeks later on a Friday afternoon his roommate, Hal, ran into the room from his last class of the week. He told Jim he really needed to hurry to catch the train to his girlfriend’s. Quickly packing he was just running out the door when Jim heard him exclaim, “Oh shit. I don’t have any condoms. If I stop to get some at the college health service or at a pharmacy I will miss my train. Next week she is getting a prescription for the pill. Then I can get the total feeling without a condom. But this evening I might miss my opportunity as her parents will arrive home about an hour after I arrive. If I miss the train, no nookie this evening.” Jim called out as Hal was just going out the door. “Hey buddy. Think of me as you use these.” Jim took six out of his drawer from the supply of condoms sent by Uncle Will. A surprised Hal grabbed them and ran out as he profusely thanked his roommate. Returning Sunday evening Hal again thanked him. Jim told his roommate that his Uncle had sent him a supply. Showing Hal where they were kept he told his roommate to take some if needed. Jim then asked about condoms available at the college health service. He was surprised that the college would encourage their use. Hal told him that there was a bowl full and that they were free for the taking. Much to his parents’ dismay, especially his mother’s, Jim wrote home telling them he would not come home to Ohio over the long Thanksgiving weekend. Everette was able to take Friday after Thanksgiving off and they planned a weekend together in New York City, about two hours from Hartford. Hal invited him to his home for Thanksgiving Dinner while Everette would have dinner with his parents. He would then drive to the train station in Hal’s home town where he would park his car for the weekend and meet Jim. Wednesday afternoon Jim and Hal took a very crowded holiday filled train to the station near Hal’s home. Later that evening Jim, Hal and Jill, Hal’s girlfriend, were in the basement recreation room watching TV. Jim had told Hal he would do whatever needed to be done to give him and Jill some quality time. Hal’s parents were working together in the kitchen preparing pies and other Thanksgiving special foods for dinner the following day. Jill and Hal made out at one end of the sofa with Jim at the other end while they watched The Love Boat. The good roommate Jim announced he was going upstairs to use the bathroom and then would make some popcorn. He chuckled as he said, “Now, you two don’t do anything I wouldn’t do while I am gone for at least fifteen minutes.” Hal replied, “Take your time.” When he returned to a contented couple Jill announced she needed to use the ‘facility’. Hal smiled at Jim as he said, “Thanks roommate. Mission accomplished.” The following day after Thanksgiving dinner Hal took Jim to the train station. Within an hour Everette arrived having parked his car in the commuter lot and they were soon on a train headed for Grand Central Terminal. The weekend was total pleasure for the black and white friends: wonderful nights in the inexpensive basic tourist hotel room near Times Square, tourist visits around Manhattan including the World Trade Center Twin Towers observation floor, cheap balcony seats for the Broadway musical, ‘Cats’, and most important a visit to St Marks Baths in the East Village. It claimed to be the largest gay bath house in the world. While they had agreed they would only play with each other and observe others this promise could not be kept. Sitting in the sauna Everette began a conversation with an incredibly beautiful Hispanic man of about thirty. During the conversation the man shifted his towel exposing a perfect uncut dick. He leaned into Everette and whispered, “Why don’t you and your friend come to my room.” As soon as the door was closed to his tiny room he dropped his towel and leaning with his back against the wall said, “Please, do anything to me.” He placed his arms up with hands behind his head. Neither Jim nor Everette knew what to do. Man then reached for Jim and shoved him to his knees in front of the glorious dick. Then Man placed his hand behind Everette’s head pulling it to his nipples. While Jim sucked Everette licked and bit. Man then gently pushed them away. He kneeled on the bed with his head against the wall and ass inviting more play. Jim needed no additional instructions. Taking a rubber conveniently laying on the small shelf next to the bed he rolled it over his hard dick, used his finger to lube the waiting hole and without hesitation placed his dick against the rosebud. He easily pushed in. Everette stood next to his friend examining the action up close. They had discussed fucking and decided it was not something either needed. However when a dick is helping someone make decisions what was planned and what actually happens could be very different. Jim had told Everette he had fucked a couple of guys at Club Hartford but other than the pleasure of the moment it was not better than playing with a friend. Since Jim and Everette had already climaxed together in the orgy room while surrounded with strangers he was able to control his dick feelings. Finally he could hold back no longer and shot his load deep into the beautiful man. Man stayed on his knees as Jim pulled out. To his surprise Everette reached for a rubber and moved in. While Everette had never had the desire for a real fuck the emotions he felt as he watched his friend’s dick shove in and then pull completely out before ramming back in as Man cried out in pleasure overcame doubts he had about fucking. Jim wrapped his arm around his friend as he pumped. As Everette released his load he became faint and Jim held him as he recovered from the rush that sped through his body. The boys then showered, had some touching with strangers in the steam room and then returned to their dumpy but glorious hotel room for another round. A week later on Sunday afternoon while Hal was home visiting his parents and fucking Jill, Jim and Everette were naked together on Jim’s bed in the dorm room. Suddenly Hal unexpectedly walked in. As he discovered his naked roommate wrapped in an embrace with a naked black man all Hal could say was, “Holy Shit” as he backed out of the room and closed the door. The very flustered boys immediately dressed and Everette left the room. Neither had spoken a word during this short period of confusion. About fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the door and Hal entered. To Jim’s surprise Hal was very apologetic. “I am sorry I busted in on you guys. Jill had to do family stuff with her parents and I caught an early train.” In the past fifteen minutes various scenarios had run through Jim’s head. They all resulted in his being expelled from Trinity and being either verbally or physically abused by Hal. He would never be able to face his parents. He had decided he would move in with Uncle Will and find some low paid job until he sorted out his life. He considered packing up and moving out immediately so he would never have to see Hal again. Hearing no rage spewing from Hal was a great relief to Jim. Hal continued, “A couple of guys on my high school football team were like you. When they were found out their lives were made ‘hell’. Both dropped off the football team which went from being a winning team to becoming a losing team. They never participated in any school activities again. I didn’t think about it then but that was a real waste to lose two guys who were very popular one day and pariah the next. So roomie, as far as I am concerned what I saw never happened. Next time I come home early I’ll knock before entering.” “However, You did disappoint me in one way. Since my dick did not get what it wanted today I hoped to return to an empty room, take out my magazines and make my dick happy. I am horny as hell. Since neither of us got what we wanted, would you join me now? Then we can forget this ever happened.” Hal laid a newspaper on the floor. They kneeled on it facing each other, pulled out hard dicks, stroked and shot onto the newspaper. They zipped up and went to supper together. Hal only made one other comment, “How could I not like the guy that provided me with condoms on my day of distress as well as make popcorn so I could get some.” They never spoke of Jim’s orientation or their mutual jerk off session. Except for the anticipation of seeing Uncle Will, David and PT, being home for Christmas was a letdown for Jim. He soon became wary of his mother’s constant chattering. He knew she was trying to pry out of him any information about dating. His father almost asked him bluntly if he was getting any when they were alone together. He was told what various girls in his high school class were doing with strong suggestions that he call them. Finally three days after Christmas he told his parents he was taking the Greyhound bus to Medina where PT would meet him for a visit to the farm. His mother made no effort to hide her disappointment that her only child was abandoning her during this Christmas season. The happiest moment of Jim’s Christmas vacation so far was when he saw David and PT waiting for him at the Medina bus stop. As soon as they got in the car for the twenty minute drive to the farm the boys questioned Jim about a lot of stuff. What was most on their minds was the experience at the baths, fucking and his friend Everette. Jim gladly answered all questions in detail. It was a glorious feeling for him to be able to state his feelings and talk freely for the first time in over a week. Being home with his parents had seemed totally stifling. When Jim playfully offered to demonstrate his fucking skills on either or both the boys politely declined. As he walked into the kitchen of the farmhouse he saw Uncle Will at the stove. As they embraced Jim kissed the old man for the first time. Will was somewhat surprised at the emotional greeting of his friend. The kiss was more than the peck you gave your grandmother.
  5. Tallguyct

    Jim’s Cumming of Age-  Part I

    Summer 1981 Following high school graduation during the summer of 1981 Jim visited the farm frequently. For his eighteenth birthday a few weeks prior to graduation Uncle Will gave him a very special gift. Now of legal age the young man willingly posed for a nude drawing. Actually Will did three drawings: two 11 X 14’s (28 cm X 36 cm) and a small 4 X 6 (10 cm X 15 cm). The large ones were for Jim and Will private collection and the small one also for Jim. Of course Jim kept the drawings hidden from family and friends (except David and PT). By the end of the summer with Will’s encouragement Jim had completed numerous pieces some of which he proudly displayed at an amateur lawn art show in Columbus. While he did not intend to sell any of the pieces he had placed prices on each and was both surprised and thrilled that two of his oils featuring Holmes County farm scenes sold. While his parents were impressed with his talent his father was relieved that Jim saw this as a hobby and that he would pursue a major in economics at college while taking some art courses. Will attended the show in Columbus and met his parents. At lunch at an upscale restaurant hosted by Jim’s dad the parents profusely thanked Will for his encouragement. They had seen a change in the young man’s attitude. Never had they seen him so happy and animated. He genuinely appeared to be looking forward to leaving home and attending Trinity College in Hartford, Connecticut nearly seven hundred miles (1,100 km) away. The happy parents had no clue that their son’s positive attitude had resulted from his coming out to a few friends and most importantly accepting and loving himself. While Jim knew he would miss the fantastic sexual encounters with David and PT and friendship and wise counsel of Uncle Will he was leaving home with the expectation that he could be himself and hopefully make new friends in Hartford. A month after Jim’s departure he wrote to PT describing his first weeks on campus and most importantly the fact that he had discovered a place that he was amazed existed. In the local gay monthly newspaper, a surprise that such a publication could exist, he saw a listing for Club Baths of Hartford, a place that he would definitely visit although he had no idea what it would be like. Since it was listed in a gay publication and had the word ‘club’ in its name Jim hoped he would meet interesting men. The following Sunday afternoon he took a bus to East Hartford. Finding the place was a challenge. After wondering around in the vicinity of the address given he almost had given up when he noticed an attractive man of about fifty pull into the small parking lot behind the building with the address of Club Hartford. The man parked and walked to an inconspicuous door at the rear of the buildings. After he went in Jim walked to the door and saw the small ‘Club Hartford’ sign. He felt a fear of the unknown and anticipation of meeting someone like the handsome man he had just seen. Jim opened the door and walked up the stairs. At the top of the stairs there was a door that opened into a small room with a counter. Behind the counter stood a cute red head in his twenties. With a twinkle in his eye the red head asked, “What can I do for you young man? Is this your first visit?” “Yes.” “How did you hear about this place?” “I saw a listing in Metro Line?” “Let me explain our facility. This is a place for men only. We have a sauna, showers, a TV lounge and rooms where you may relax. You will be given a key to a locker and a towel. You should put your clothes in the locker, keep the key with a strap on your wrist and wrap the towel around your waist. Then you may roam the facility, use the sauna and showers and relax. These is no drinking, no drugs and no smoking except in the TV lounge. Upstairs there is a large room with platforms for conversation and resting. There are small rooms on both floors with sleeping platforms where you may rest in private with the door closed and locked. The minimum age here is eighteen so I must see proof of age. Be friendly to the other guests but do not annoy anyone. May I see your driver’s license?” Jim showed his license and was told to go inside and walk to the right to the locker area. Note: The author is not sure if the minimum age for entry is eighteen or twenty-one. For the sake of this story eighteen will be used. Jim was buzzed in and walked through the TV area and around to the small locker room where there was a counter. The same red head was behind this counter and gave him his key and towel. As he entered the locker area the man he had seen in the parking lot was closing his locker as he wrapped his towel around him waist. He just missed an opportunity to see his dick. Hopefully he would see all of this handsome man in the shower. As he walked down a hall with a towel tightly wrapped around his waist, he saw the man enter a small wood door with a window. Looking through the window Jim discovered a sauna. He had never been in a sauna but had seen them in movies and on television. He stepped into the sauna. The man who was sitting on the second tier smiled at him. He was naked with his towel draped over his neck. Jim smiled back and decided to sit on the same bench. Since it appeared to be the thing to do he removed his towel and sat about a foot (30 cm) from the man. As Jim sat the man spread his legs exposing his average sized cut dick. Jim was afraid he might get hard so he kept his legs tight together. “Haven’t seen you here before.” “This is my first visit.” “Let me be the first to welcome you to Club Hartford.” As he said this the man shifted his body and moved closer to Jim. The man spread his legs more and his knee was touching Jim’s. Jim first reaction was to move away and give this guy his space. Instead he just sat there. Then it dawned on him. This man did not need extra space, he was purposely touching Jim’s knee. Jim had no idea what he should do. He thoroughly enjoyed the contact and had erotic thoughts as his dick that was trapped and hidden in his tightly closed legs began to bone up. But he was not sure if it would be appropriate to do anything. The attendant had told him this was a place for relaxing. Jim did not want to just relax. In a trance he sat there. Then the man put his hand on Jim’s knee. He squeezed and massaged the knee. Jim kept his legs tightly closed hiding his now hard dick. The man ran his hand up Jim’s leg. When his hand reached the top of the leg he slid his fingers into the space between the top of the legs at the crotch. Touching Jim’s hidden cock he said, “Feels like you are a very happy guy.” With that Jim let the man spread his legs and his hard dick popped straight up. “That is a beautiful sight. Let’s go to a private room where we can get to know each other better.” The man took Jim’s hand and led him down the hall to a small room. They walked each with a towel around their neck and displaying hard dicks. The room was about six feet (1.8 m) wide. Half the room was a narrow walkway and the other half had a mattress covered platform. The man closed and locked the door. He wrapped his arms around Jim. As they embraced both hard dicks rested against their stomachs. Man positioned his head so their noses touched. After a few nose rubbings he placed his lips against Jim’s. Placing his hand behind Jim’s head he pressed his open lips against Jim’s closed ones. Jim had never had a kiss before that gave him erotic feelings. Of course his mother had kissed him and until he was six years old his father kissed him good night every evening. Up to that age his parents’ kisses had been on his lips, then his father stopped kissing him and his mother only kissed him on the cheek. He had kissed a few girls, always with his mouth tightly closed. None of those kisses had given him any special feeling. This was different. As Man pushed his tongue against Jim’s lips, he released the tightness of his closed lips. Soon he felt the tongue probing his mouth. Jim just let him invade. His cock was telling him that he wanted this. Never had his cock been as hard as it was now (although soon it would be even harder). Then Man pushed Jim gently onto the bed on his back. He kneeled over Jim and smiled. “You are an incredibly handsome young man.” He then push Jim’s hands over his head flat against the bed. With Man kneeling over him Jim inspected this handsome guy. He estimated he was about fifty years old, older than his father. He was tall, about the same height as Jim. Starting with the top of his head Jim noted the neatly trimmed short hair, penetrating sapphire eyes, inviting lips, nearly hairless chest sprouting two now hard nipples, a flat stomach where a line of hair starting at the belly button trailed down to a thatch of thin hair over his hard and dripping average sized cut dick. Man leaned in to kiss and suck each finger on Jim’s right hand which was extended over his head flat against the bed. Man then moved his lips down Jim’s right arm. Stopping at the arm pit he nibbled on the pit hair. He then moved to the left hand and arm. After the arms he again kissed Jim’s now welcoming lips that eagerly accepted his tongue. Man then moved down and licked and lightly bit each nipple. His nipples responded by hardening. Man realized the effect the nipple play was having on him and remained and stayed there kissing, gently nibbling and then biting one. When Jim cried out in pain Man softly said, “Sorry”, and then gently licked the hurt nipple easing the pain. Jim felt the precum oozing out of his piss hole. Realizing that he would soon shoot if Man continued he called out, “I am about to come!” Man immediately moved back. Obviously he did not want this to end yet. Man said, “We need to cool down.” He then rolled Jim onto his side and laid next to him spooning with his chest against Jim’s back and hard cock resting between Jim’s ass cheeks. “So tell me about yourself he whispered into Jim’s ear”. Jim told him he was a freshman at Trinity majoring in economics and that he was from a suburb of Columbus, Ohio. As he talked his dick slightly deflated. When he stopped talking Man just held him. Jim was in a trance. He thought about what was happening. This person, probably older than his father was giving him the most satisfying sexual experience he had ever had. Jerking off and sucking and being sucked by PT and David was erotic and felt good but nothing like this. As Man started massaging his nipples he felt both his dick and the dick planted between his ass cheeks rising. After about five minutes that felt like an eternity Man backed away and gently rolled Jim onto his back. As he laid exposed to Man his dick rose and again as it seeped more precum. Man leaned in and kissed Jim again. There was no hesitation as each tongue probed the other’s mouth. Then man moved down again biting Jim’s nipples. Jim wanted to cry out and tell him to stop while his cock cried out, bite harder. Man then moved his face to Jim’s rock hard dick. To Jim’s astonishment Man suddenly swallowed it to the base. He just held it as the eighteen year old’s dick explored the back of Man’s throat. Man then stroked his lips up and gently down. In seconds Jim passed the point of no return and released his juices deep down Man’s throat. Man held his dick and then let it slide out. He inspected it and licked off any final drops oozing out. Man then kneeled over Jim. Without instructions Jim took his elder friend’s hard dick and pumped out a load that splattered onto his stomach and chest. Man leaned in and they kissed. As their bodies touched the Man’s cream on Jim oozed over both their stomachs and chest areas. Then abruptly standing Man said, “It is time for showers.” He kissed Jim again, rose and walked out of the room closing the door. Jim laid there totally wiped out and awestruck. He rubbed his fingers over his chest and stomach covered with Man’s now sticky cream. Jim lay on the narrow bed with a feeling of total contentment. As he stood he looked down at his soft, happy dick onto which trickles of Man’s cum had seeped. Leaving the room as he passed the locker area he encountered Man who was fully dressed. As Man smiled, winked and said ‘Thanks for a fun afternoon’ Jim noted the ring on his left hand ring finger, a wedding ring. Jim did not know what to say so just mumbled ‘Thanks’. Following his shower Jim went to the TV area. He sat in a corner with his towel tightly wrapped around his waist. As two other middle aged men watched the final Indians baseball game of the season Jim contemplated the events of the afternoon. He alternately felt a high of sexual satisfaction and a low of abandonment. During their encounter Jim had fantasized a lifetime of encounters with Man. Now he realized he was just the day’s quick release. Jim pictured Man kneeling over him with his hands and lips exploring his innocent body and then he pictured Man fucking his wife. The walk from the entrance to the locker room went through the TV area. As Jim sat thinking about his experience so far at the bath house the door opened and a young man probably in his twenties entered. This cute black guy, average height, average build smiled at Jim as he walked through the TV area toward the lockers. This was the first person near Jim’s age he had encountered. Jim was a big baseball fan although the Boston Red Sox, not his favorite Cleveland Indians, played on the TV. Suddenly he realized he was watching the game here in the TV area of the baths when there were possibly other opportunities. He decided to check out what or most important who might also be there. As he roamed he hoped to see the cute black guy but did not see him in the locker area, sauna or showers. He had not yet explored the second floor and walked up the stairs that opened to a large room. In the center of the room there was a carpet covered platform. As his eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room he realized there was a guy on his back at the edge of the platform. Leaning over him another man stood between his legs. Then he became aware that the standing man was fucking the guy on his back. This was a new visual experience to Jim although he had seen photos of guys fucking in some of the magazines David and PT had hidden at the farm. He was surprised that the man on his back appeared to be enjoying the fuck. Jim had always assumed that fucking a man was just rape with the victim experiencing pain, no pleasure. As Jim moved closer he could see the expression of ecstasy on the face of the man being attacked. Since they were doing it in clear view, not in one of the private rooms that were available, Jim decided these two would not object if he got close for a better view of the activity. There was a third man standing next to the fucker playing with himself as he also watched the performance. Suddenly the standing man cried out while increasing his tempo. Then he stopped and just stood still while implanted. Apparently he was shooting his load into the guy on his back. He pulled out his half hard dick and as he walked away the third man stepped into place and with no difficulty shoved in. He heard the man on his back loudly whisper ‘fuck me hard’. Jim moved in closer and then sat on the platform where he could get a clear view of the dick moving in and out of the willing ass. The second fucker would press in and then pull completely out showing off his uncut dick. The skin rolled forward as he pulled out covering the head. Then Jim could see that the skin retracted as the head pressed in. Jim sat there in a trance. While he had not touched himself he was at full hardness. Suddenly he realized there was someone behind him. This person kneeling behind the sitting Jim began rubbing his shoulders. He then leaned forward and massaged each nipple. Jim could feel the hard dick of the guy kneeling behind him press into his back. He then saw the black hands move down his body to his hard dick. The stranger kissed the side of Jim’s face and then rested his head against Jim’s. He whispered, “Let’s go to a private room” as he again kissed Jim’s cheek. As if in a dream Jim let this man take his hand and lead him to one of the cubicles, a small room identical to the room where he had had his encounter with older Man. After locking the door his new friend, the young man who had smiled at him when he entered through the TV area, said, “Hi, I’m Everette.” As they stared into each other’s eyes, “Hi, I’m Jim.” As he said this he thought, ‘this time I will at least get to know the other’s name’. “I saw you watching those guys fucking. Is that what you want?” Jim replied, “No, I was intrigued because I have never seen two men doing that before.” “If you never saw it before, this must be your first visit to a bath house. To tell you the truth the thought of doing it that way turns me off.” Jim then asked his friend what turned him on. Everette demonstrated what turned him on over the next hour. Their desires were consensual. Their first cumming was hurried with each swallowing the other in the 69 position. Following a rest while lying next to each other and holding hands they told about their backgrounds. The hand holding turned into caressing, kissing and cumming on each other. Following quick showers they returned to their love nest and talked more and had their third encounter. During their periods of conversation between sexual activity Jim learned Everette, a math major, had graduated from Central Connecticut State University. He worked for an insurance company as an actuary. At the age of twenty-five he lived with his parents in a suburb north of Hartford. Everette then told Jim he needed to visit his grandmother with his parents to celebrate her 75th birthday. He told Jim that he would like to see him again and asked him to come to his locker so he could give Jim his phone number. He told his new friend that if he called and one of his parents answered to tell them he was a friend from work. After Everette left Jim watched the news in the TV area. Then with a tired dick following multiple orgasms he decided to shower and leave. As he sated toward the bus stop Jim decided to walk back to Trinity. Consulting the map he had brought he determined it would take a little over an hour. He wanted the solitude that a walk offered to contemplate on what had happened that afternoon. He paused to view the water of the Connecticut River as he crossed the low highway bridge between East Hartford and Hartford. He had read that this beautiful river which flowed over 400 miles (650 km) started at the US border with Quebec Province, Canada, marked the border of Vermont and New Hampshire, then flowed through central Massachusetts and Connecticut ending at Long Island Sound. He had also read that ‘Connecticut’ is an Indian term for ‘Long River’. However, his thoughts of a river were soon overtaken by his reflections of what had happened that afternoon. His reactions to the elder man, older than his father, and Everette were very different. His experience with Man was loving. He had emotional feelings stronger than he had ever felt. With Everette the feelings were very different. He enjoyed the sex but more in a lustful not loving way. Being with Everette was like being with PT and David, a wonderful release but not the tingling ‘I want to spend eternity with you’ feeling. With Man he had fantasized a long term relationship, waking up in the morning in his arms following a night of tender sex and cuddling. Why was he so attracted to older men? His emotional feeling toward Man was similar to his feelings toward Uncle Will who was older than his grandfather. He then thought about the emotional crash he had when Man just walked away to return to his wife. Jim realized that his sexual awaking was just beginning and that he had a lot to learn. Then he considered the fucking scene. Why had he been so aroused? As he continued his walk he could feel the hardness of Man’s cock planted in the crack of his ass cheeks. He could see the men on the platform with the thrusting of the dick in and out of the very willing ass. He was amazed that when one man finished another stepped in without hesitation by either the man on bottom or man on top. As he continued his walk his dick began to rise. Luckily his tight briefs held back the bulge that could have displayed his excitement. Did he want to fuck? His dick right now was saying ‘let’s go for it’ while his brain was saying ‘that is disgusting – to stick a dick there – revolting’. Back in his room Jim wrote a long letter to Uncle Will, PT and David describing in detail his activities and thoughts about the adventure at the baths. He posted the letter that evening. Just as he was considering discussing the events of the day with his dick his roommate returned from his weekly visit with his hometown girlfriend. He considered going to a stall in the bathroom to continue his thoughts but decided to just go to bed as it was now near midnight. As soon as he heard the soft snores of his roommate he wrapped a sock around his cock, and quietly stoked it to another emotional cumming. Will sat at the kitchen table reading the letter from his friend that had arrived in the morning mail. As soon as he finished the letter he realized he had to act. Will drove to Medina, the nearest town and made three stops: a pharmacy, a stationery store and the post office. He had placed six of the twenty-four rubbers purchased at the pharmacy in a heavy duty mailing envelope bought at the stationer store and then sent it special delivery to Hartford with an expected arrival in a day or two. In a separate envelope he placed the remaining eighteen rubbers and mailed them by regular parcel post to Hartford. He enclosed a letter with the first mailing that he hoped would arrive no later than Friday. Dear Jim: Thank you for the VERY interesting letter. None of your actions or thoughts either surprised or shocked me. Nearly fifty years ago when I was your age I would have jumped to the opportunity to visit such a place. If there were places where men could be with men I never knew about them. Of course there were no 'gay publications' to provide information. I am sure there were as many men looking for men as today, it just was not easy to connect and actually dangerous. Such couplings were illegal and could result in prison. Your thoughts about the Man and Everette are understandable. I do not know why someone has an immediate connection with someone and little or no feelings with another person. I know that when I met JB my entire body responded with feelings I had never felt before. I am concerned about your thoughts about fucking. Not that it is wrong for two men to express their love but that it can be far more emotional than other types of sex. In some ways fucking is like sucking. To many men it is a disgusting concept. Then when they do it and then possibly receive it the act turns into a wonderful experience. Of course fucking is more intimate and will probably result in stronger emotions. I am most concerned with disease and cleanliness. To that end I have enclosed some rubbers which they have been called in the past or the new term 'condoms'. PLEASE, PLEASE, I beg you to never go unprotected. If a man insists on going 'bareback', not using one, then he is showing no respect for you. Just make a joke saying, 'No glove, No love'. I realize in the height of passion there is a great temptation to do it in an unsafe way. PLEASE, resist the temptation. If you decide you want to be the bottom or 'receiver' use caution. Make sure the top is loving and tender. If an aggressive person insists on forcing himself on you just say NO. If not done properly the act could be extremely painful and result in damage to your virgin ass. I am sure you do not want to visit a doctor with a torn asshole. If you ae inclined to bottom pick your first mate carefully. Do it with someone who you have already had tender sex. Included with this letter are six condoms. If you have never used one do some practice? You do not want to be in a situation where you want to do it but have a problem opening and rolling on your love glove. Proper lubrication is also important. Usually the bottom carries a tube of K-Y or something similar with him. You should be prepared and have some. Without proper lubrication it could be difficult to get it in and be extremely painful for the bottom. I suggest you buy either K-Y or Cornhusker's Lotion. The advantage of Cornhusker's is that it is cheaper and is not specifically identified with sex. You should find it in the hand lotion section of a pharmacy. Put a small amount on your dick before rolling on the rubber. Don't use too much or the condom could slide off. Then put a generous amount on the covered dick. Practice. By regular parcel post I am sending more condoms. If you have difficulty buying more, call me and I will gladly send more. I do not want you to assume that I am suggesting you fuck. That is a decision you and your dick will make. If you wait or never use the condoms that is fine. But I do want you to be prepared and be SAFE. Again, Thank you for sharing your cumming of age experiences. Oh, to be eighteen again. With Love and Affection, Will …………………………………… Will’s concern for protection was an appropriate warning for 1981. As discussed on the webpage of ‘SF Gate’: Following discovery of the first cases of what is now known as AIDS in 1981, it soon became clear a national health crisis was developing. But President Reagan's response was ineffective and dismissive. Those infected initially with this mysterious disease -- all gay men -- found themselves targeted with an unprecedented level of mean-spirited hostility A significant source of Reagan's support came from the newly identified religious right and the Moral Majority, a political-action group founded by the Rev. Jerry Falwell. AIDS became the tool, and gay men the target, for the politics of fear, hate and discrimination. Falwell said "AIDS is the wrath of God upon homosexuals." Reagan's communications director Pat Buchanan argued that AIDS is "nature's revenge on gay men."
  6. Tallguyct

    An Interesting Chemistry Project

    September 1980 A week after discovering his twin sister and Sean fucking, PT, a member of the high school track team was showering after practice. It was a warm day for September and very humid following an afternoon rain. The hour long run and workout had resulted with a group of sweaty young testosterone filled masculine bodies in the shower room area with ten showerheads. PT of course enjoyed checking out all the guys and could describe the dick of each. He was extremely careful in his observations and thought he had never been caught. He noted that Jim, a class ahead and year older seemed to frequently be near him. Jim usually chose a locker next to his and always a place in the shower room next to him. Since Jim was tall, thin but muscular and had an impressive long cut dick PT enjoyed the closeness. That afternoon PT discovered all the other boys had quickly showered leaving him alone with Jim. He thought this handsome guy was checking him out so PT decided to give him a show. Standing next to and facing him he casually wash his crotch area. He then pulled his uncut skin back exposing his head. As he cleaned his now exposed head PT pretended to look down at his crotch while he checked out Jim. The long cut dick began a slow accession. When it was half hard Jim quickly turned away and then exited the shower. When PT returned to his locker next to Jim’s the tall nervous guy was dressed. Without saying a word Jim quickly left the locker room. The thought of what had happened sent tingles through PT’s body. Still naked with a half boned up dick PT quickly stepped into a toilet stall before anyone might arrive. It only took a couple of strokes before he unloaded a massive load. Returning home he continued to think about Jim’s half boning up dick and again took his own piece in hand. At the next practice Jim selected a locker on the other side of the room. He was already in the shower when PT entered. PT was sure a conflicted Jim both wanted to avoid him and also check him out. PT selected a shower not next to but across from Jim. This time in plain view of all PT washed his crotch area and pulled the skin back to clean the head. He looked down during this process and quickly glanced up at Jim. As suspected, Jim was staring at his clean uncut dick. Returning to the locker room PT stood so that he was fully exposed to Jim across the room. A quick glance confirmed that again Jim was checking him out. The following Friday afternoon their school competed in a seven school track meet held at a school about a twenty minute ride from their school. The team dressed for the competition at their school and rode a school bus to the event. Jim, as expected, won the 5,000 meter (just over 3 miles) race. PT‘s best record was fourth place in the 1,500 meter run. They returned to their high school in a school buses and then showered and dressed. Everyone was congratulating Jim. When PT gave him a smile and high-five Jim responded with a weak hand and dull face. However, in the showers PT again caught this lanky athlete with the long cut dick checking him out from a shower at the other end of the row as PT nonchalantly cleaned the head under his dick skin. When PT returned home at about 6:00 he grabbed a quick snack and then departed for the farm. His mother had loaned him her car for the weekend. Arriving at the farm just before 8:00 he had a late supper with Uncle Will and David who were aware of his planned arrival time. After an hour of TV and conversation with Uncle Will the two boys went up to bed. This was PT’s first visit to the farm in three weeks and the boys were anxious to get in the sack. Following a quick and intense coupling PT told David about his experience with Jim. David was fascinated as PT explained the strange encounters in detail. Both were of the opinion that Jim was into guys but may not know it. Since PT had the only uncut dick on the team as well as one of the largest it was natural that someone into guys would find him intriguing. PT admitted to David that he would like to jack Jim off and let him play with his uncut dick. David thought that scene was hot and wished the three of them could do it. Neither had ever touched another dick. They had both had jack off sessions with guys their age at the time when younger but had never touched someone else. Of course this talk aroused David and he was soon playing with his love’s skin eventually swallowing the second load of the evening. The next morning while doing their milking chores they again discussed Jim’s interest and dick. David encourage his love to pursue the opportunity. PT was conflicted. Finally they agreed that wise and experienced Uncle Will would have an opinion. While they had never gone to him for sex advice they assumed he would be flattered that they asked him. Uncle Will understood them and accepted them as they were. They never forgot the talk he had with them years earlier when he had discovered they slept naked together in the same bed when he went to their room to close windows during a rain storm. He had not been judgmental. He gave them good advice and basically approved of what they were doing. They really appreciated the support this wise old man had given two horny boys. At breakfast PT, with no embarrassment, easily related the experience with Jim. Uncle Will agreed that Jim was into boys and either did not realize his orientation or was suppressing it. Uncle Will strongly recommended that PT make no attempt to make an advance on Jim. He retold the story of his experience in high school back in 1910. He had mistaken a friends comments and had suggested they jerk off together. The friend was incensed and told a few others what this pervert had suggested. Soon word spread throughout their small high school. He was shunned and had never felt so lonely. His father and older brother had already eluded that he was not man enough. His final year in school was the most miserable time of his life. The day after he graduated he enlisted in the army. While in the military he carefully kept his feelings to himself. When he was honorably discharged from the army he moved far from his family home in Ohio eventually ending up in a small town in Georgia. PT fully understood the warning and promised David, Will and most importantly himself that he would not explicitly approach this handsome tall guy with the enticing long dick. There was another situation concerning Jim. PT had enrolled in an advanced chemistry class usually taken by seniors (12th and final high school class). The junior year PT, a year younger than others in this class, had been given permission to take this advanced class. Not only was PT the youngest student he also had the top grade in class. Jim was also in this small class of twelve students. However, although they had both been on the track team Jim ignored PT. One day after class PT went to the boy’s bathroom. As he pulled out his dick to piss someone else entered and stood at the urinal next to him. This was unusual since there were five places and boys would normally only stand next to each other if it was not possible to have a space between. PT realized it was Jim who was next to him. Obviously Jim would have chosen another urinal if he really wanted privacy. As Jim leaned forward hiding a view of his dick PT decided to give him a show and leaned back exposing his dick as piss flowed out. Having pissed with the skin pulled back he gave a performance. First he shook his dick. Then he pulled the skin up over the head and pulled fully back and shook it again. While he was too close to Jim to determine if he had been observed he was positive his piss mate had been given an eyeful and probably inspiration for future jackoffs. Two weeks later the chemistry teacher announced about ten minutes before the end of class that he was assigning projects that should be completed by teams of two. During the remainder of the class students should pick partners and then submit project preferences from a list posted on the board. PT now had his chance. He caught the eye of Jim before anyone moved. Then mouthing, ‘Will you be my partner?’ while pointing to himself and back to Jim. PT knew that if Jim rejected him the rest of the class would realize that he had said ‘no’ to the top student. Jim mouthed back, ‘ok’, while nodding his head. They then approached the list of projects and selected their first, second and third choices. At the next class they were forced to sit next to each other as the teacher handed out cards to each team listing their assignments. PT and Jim luckily received their first choice of projects. The remainder of the class each two person team discussed how they would do this assignment. PT told Jim about the research material he had at home and the home office of his parents that he used. Then with some concern about what might happen he suggested that Jim come to his home after school the following day to work on the project. To his surprise Jim gave a somewhat enthused ‘Yes’ reply. That evening PT set the stage for an encounter that would be more than a chemistry project. While most of the magazines of his father’s hidden porn catch were all male, one included a woman. Titled ‘Bang Gang Boys’ the magazine featured a group of men with the same woman. The first photo was of a group of seven men wearing suits standing around a woman also wearing business clothes. In the next photo they were all naked with the men displaying soft dicks. The publication must have been produced in Canada or Europe as all the men were uncut. In the following photo all were holding impressive way above average sized hard dicks. In the photos that followed the woman in various positions was: fucked, double fucked, shown sucking one or two guys, having cum shot on her face and various other combinations of sexual activity. PT planned to show this to Jim. Since it featured man / woman sex the magazine would not be considered something just for homos. Since all the men were uncut PT assumed Jim would find these photos especially interesting. The worst that could happen would be that Jim would find it totally disgusting and tell others that PT had a porn magazine showing a woman getting fucked. Since such sights were the dream of most sixteen year old boys PT would be considered a normal horny guy. The following afternoon they took the school bus to PT’s home. As they entered his bedroom PT said, “I have something to show you. I found this in the waste basket of the men’s room at the bowling alley. You must promise that you will not reveal what I have to anyone. You can look at it or just tell me you don’t want to look and I will put it away and we will forget about it.” PT pulled the magazine from between his mattress and box spring. He sat on the bed next to Jim and opened it to the first page, seven men in suits and the smiling woman also in professional attire. Then the next page, seven naked men with soft uncut dicks. Then the next page with dicks now hard. As the pages were turned all Jim could say was, “Wow” – “Awesome”. But mostly he was quiet as he carefully examined each page. PT let him turn the pages and he noticed that he lingered longer on pages where the uncut dicks were most prominent. PT could see the bulge growing in Jim’s pants. PT got up the nerve to say, “This is sure jackoff material. You cannot imagine how many times I have used these photos as an inspiration.” Jim was quiet. Finally he said, “I have to relieve myself. I’m so hard it hurts.” PT replied, “I can keep secrets. Let’s do it.” Although no one was home, PT was being careful and walked over to his bedroom door and pushed the lock button on the doorknob. Then dropping his pants he stood near Jim sprouting a rock hard boner with the oozing piss hole peeking out of the skin. Jim, still sitting on the bed lowered his pants as his long hard boner popped out. PT stroked his a couple of times pulling the skin all the way back and then pulling it forward completely covering the head. He would squeeze the covered head and precum would ooze out of the opening. Jim was so enthralled that he made no attempt to hide his interest in PT’s hard masterpiece. When he said, “I have never seen a hard uncircumcised dick before or even a soft one up close” PT leaned in. His dick was now inches from Jim’s face. He let go of it and moved his body so the dick bounced up and down, back and forth. Then PT said, “Let me see yours close up.” He lied as he continued, “I have never seen a cut one up close.” PT kneeled and inspected Jim’s. PT’s eyes were just inches away when Jim suddenly called out, “I’m cumming.” PT backed away as spurt after spurt shot landing on the floor. PT was amazed that Jim was not even touching his dick when he shot. PT then stood and unloaded an impressive load landing in the same area as Jim’s. Luckily the floor was hard wood and easily cleaned. They then opened their books and discussed the project for a half hour. PT noticed that Jim had started to look in the direction of the magazine that was laying on the bed. He asked his study mate, “Do you want to check out some more pictures?” There was no shyness as they both dropped their pants. Again PT stood in front of Jim who eagerly inspected the uncut dick. As PT shot his second load of the afternoon Jim stood and pumped his impressive load. The following day as the two chemistry project team mates sat next to each other PT asked Jim if he would like to come to work on the project again. Jim replied that their last session had been very productive and that he would like to come (cum) again. The following day their study session began immediately with the pulling out of the magazine and teenage dicks. PT removed his pants and stood in front of Jim showing off his extraordinary piece as Jim leaned in. Then Jim asked, “May I touch it?” PT did not want to appear as eager as he was to have his friend man handle him and hopefully be permitted to do the same. After what appeared to be a thoughtful hesitation he replied. “OK, but this must be our secret. If you tell anyone I will deny it.” While saying “Of course I would not tell our secret,” he reached up and with hesitation touched the side of the shaft. The soft touch caused PT’s dick to twitch. Jim then ran a finger over the dick head peeping out through the skin. He then gently squeezed precum onto his finger. He lifted the finger to his nose and smelled it. As if in a trance he gently pushed the skin back exposing the moist head. Slowly he jacked up totally covering the head and then pushed back. After a few strokes PT had to concentrate not to shoot into Jim’s face that was just inches from his dick. Jim was jacking PT with one hand as he played with PT’s balls with the other. While PT was restraining himself from exploding Jim suddenly cried out, “I’m cumming.” His forceful shooting spewed against PT’s legs dribbling down to his feet. Simultaneously PT released his load that landed on Jim’s face. Jim with a cum covered face looked up and could only utter “Wow, Awesome.” Following the clean-up of the face, legs and feet Jim pulled up his pants and told PT he needed to use the bathroom. Returning from the bathroom he shocked PT when he said, “If you are soft now I would like to inspect your dick again and see what it is like when the skin totally covers the head.” A very willing PT dropped his pants. Unfortunately Jim was only able to see and feel a soft uncut dick for a very short time as it was soon hard and enjoying the touching. The play before the second cumming took longer. Following working on the chemistry project Jim had an opportunity to inspect a soft uncut dick prior to a longer playtime and third cumming. Immediately after school the following Friday afternoon PT drove to the farm having again borrowed his mother’s car. Upon arrival he was thrilled to share his Jim adventures Uncle Will and David. Uncle Will congratulated him on using the magazine with both men and women as a ploy to get Jim’s interest. Had Jim rejected the idea of looking or refused to jackoff with PT there would have been no real evidence that PT was anything but a straight horny guy. That night in bed PT reassured David that he had no interest in Jim other than getting it off. While having a guy with a nice dick himself stroke you was better than beating off alone it was nothing compared to cuddling with a hot handsome farm boy. Although their chemistry project was completed and had resulted in a grade of A+, the highest in the class, Jim did return to PT’s home for more study sessions. Also, sometimes PT visited Jim’s home. During their conversations PT told Jim about the farm and his friend David and Uncle Will. He laughed as he confessed to Jim that when he had said he had never touched a cut dick he was lying. He did not go into detail about his emotional relationship with David. PT had learned that Jim was a talented artist. In Jim’s home he had seen drawings and paintings his new friend had done. When he mentioned that Uncle Will was a retired art professor, Jim who had already shown an interest in visiting the farm to meet this ‘David’ enthusiastically asked if he could visit there some weekend. Two weeks later on a Friday afternoon PT again borrowed his mother’s car for a visit to the farm. This time Jim eagerly rode with him. Having gotten out of school at 3:00 they arrived at their destination before 5:00. David was enthusiastically waiting for them and ran out of the house as they drove up the lane. As PT got out of the car the two lovers manly shook hands. While they would have preferred a tight embrace and deep kiss they had agreed to no PDAs (Public Display of Affection). As David was introduced to Jim they shook hands with a firm and lingering grip. Uncle Will came out and as he approached said, “So this is the handsome young artist I have heard so much about. Welcome to our home.” As they entered the kitchen out of sight of anyone in the farm yard or driving by PT and David embraced and kissed. As Uncle Will finished preparing dinner the boys took Jim on a quick tour of the barn. When they were at the far end of the barn surrounded by cows PT asked, “Should we do a quick ‘show and do? This will relieve some of our hornyness so we can enjoy dinner and conversation with Uncle Will without carnal thoughts.” As PT dropped his pants the other two joined him as they jacked with David and Jim visually inspecting the dicks new to them. Following a dinner of light conversation Uncle Will offered to show Jim some of his work. The young man was impressed with the excellence of Will’s work, his artist studio and the quality of his supplies. They discussed technique and Will offered to work with Jim the following day. The young guest was thrilled that he was getting a lesson from a professor who was also a professional artist. Meanwhile the boys were doing chores in the barn and discussing what they hoped would happen that night with their guest. No one objected to going to bed early. David offered Jim a private room or the opportunity to sleep in the queen size bed with himself and PT. While he was 99.99% sure of Jim’s desire he did not want to put pressure on him. As expected he accepted the offer to share their bed. PT suggested Jim and David shower together in the small shower stall. He told them the condition of their showering together was that they behave and not shoot their juices. Following a touchie, feelie shower they dried each other off in the small bathroom as PT took his quick shower. Upon entering the bedroom the two pushed Jim onto the bed on his back. They told him to lie still and they would take care of him. They also told him that if anything happened that he was uncomfortable with to just say ‘No’. They gently touched and tickled every part of Jim’s body from the top of his head to his toes except for the crotch area. They then kneeled on each side him and both licked his rock hard dick. Then to the amazement of Jim, David leaned in and swallowed his long dick to its base. He then pulled back as PT placed his lips on the throbbing shaft swallowing it. Almost immediately Jim screamed, I’m cumming’. PT kept his friends dick head firmly against his throat as spurt after spurt gushed out. While Jim had seen pictures of guys sucking this was his first, but not last, experience. A wiped out Jim watched while the other two made love. Later that evening Jim attempted the art of sucking. While his first attempts caused some sore dicks with tooth scrapes by the end of the weekend he had mastered the art of fellatio. Saturday morning Jim and Will worked together in Will’s studio (a first floor addition to the house that was also his large bedroom with fireplace and sitting area). David and PT helped Paul, David’s father, in the farm field. When the boys arrived for an early lunch Uncle Will announced that he would take his car with Jim driving on a tour of Amish country in Holmes County. The boys could prepare their own lunch as he and Jim would eat in Amish country. With a smirk David replied that they would find something to do in their absence. Uncle Will was truly impressed with the talent of Jim and enjoyed being with this handsome and gregarious seventeen year old. Taking back roads they drove through the lush farm lands of Wayne and Holmes Counties. The flatness of Wayne County slowly turned into the rolling hills of Holmes County. While Jim had been in farm regions before he had never observed the beauty of the landscapes. They easily discussed various topics including Jim’s conservative family, Will’s growing up with a father that rejected him because he was not man enough and his passage through life: the military, escaping to Georgia, art, teaching and life with JB without going into details of sexual activity. When Will asked how he had met PT, Jim was willing to admit he had for some reason was attracted to his track teammate. Will commented, “Maybe you found him exotic with his uncut piece of manhood.” Jim somewhat embarrassed admitted, “He is handsome. When he caught me leering at him in the showers he was not bashful. To my delight he continued to shower until we were the only two remaining. His fastidious washing of himself down there I realize now was a performance just for me. When I felt sexual thoughts about him resulting in me starting to bone up I became conflicted about my feelings. To control my thoughts and urges I began to totally ignore him. When he suggested we be teammates on a chemistry class project I could not say no as he had made the suggestion in front of other students. Then he invited me to his home to work on the class project. When he showed me a magazine with a group of men having sex with one lady I became aroused, as I am sure PT planned. Let’s just say we got friendly that afternoon.” While PT had discussed all the events with Will that Jim related, the older man was pleased that this young man was willing to open up to him. There first stop was in the town of Berlin. At the restaurant, Boyd and Wurthmann, Will introduced his friend to elderberry pie. As they continued their drive through the attractive farmland Will explained the customs of the Amish who shunned anything modern including telephones, electricity, cars and motorized farm equipment. Seeing horse drawn buggies and farm equipment where men worked in the fields was fascinating to Jim. Returning from there tour Will and Jim continued their art work together. Will steered away from any art work or discussion that could in anyway be considered erotic. While Will fantasized about using David and PT as models while he gave Jim a lesson in the drawing of ‘the nude man’ he suppressed acting on the concept since the three young men were ‘underage’, younger than eighteen. That night the three boys had a repeat of the previous coupling or should it be called triple-ing. While PT and David enjoyed their encounters with Jim neither felt an emotional attachment. Learning to suck dick, swallow and play with his new friends was enjoyable to Jim. However, his feelings were totally lust, not love. His feelings toward Uncle Will were the opposite. He became infatuated with the man, sixty-eight years older. u.
  7. Tallguyct

    Sweet Sixteen

    1977 Sean Keith Kowalski (age 13) asks his Dad (Tom) why his and PT’s penises were different (uncut). His father replies, “You and I are fortunate. Being cut is call circumcision. Some religions, Jewish and Muslim, require the circumcision of all boys. While the custom is almost universal for boys in the USA, in Europe it is rarely done except for religious reasons. My parents are Polish and in Poland practically no one is ‘cut’. Therefore my parents told the doctor not to cut me. When at the swimming hole you might have noticed Father Sean is also uncut. His father was Irish who insisted that his son be kept natural. Actually we are lucky as I am told that uncut men have increased sensitivity. Why is this important? Well, at your age I think it is time for us to have the father / son talk.” Tom continued with the ‘sex talk’. At the conclusion he explained that the boys in the locker room who sometimes made fun of his natural dick would someday be jealous when they learned they could have better sex with an uncut penis. The skin covering the head protects it making it more sensitive. He then told Sean he had the choice of getting it cut after he turned eighteen. It was his choice but he strongly recommended keeping his skin. He then explained that sometimes the skin was too tight and it had to be removed for medical reasons. This was a rare situation and he assumed the pediatrician would have recommended it if Sean had this rare condition. He asked Sean if he had any difficulty pulling the skin back and then up over the head. During the ‘sex talk’ he had discussed masturbation with his son as something that was natural and a needed relief until marriage. Since Tom had told his son he jerked off when he was his age Sean felt relieved and was willing to answer his father’s question. He assured his father that the skin rode back and forth with ease. Tom then repeated, “The boys in his gym class are jealous because you have something they can never have.” …………. 1978 PT and his father had had an interesting discussion about his future. His father supported his desire to be a farmer while encouraging him to be the best farmer possible. Peter, an engineering professor at Ohio State, had arranged for his fourteen year old son to have a tour of Ohio State University’s College of Agriculture. Young PT was fascinated by the facilities including labs, barns and experimental resources. Having parents who were both university professors he without being pushed by them understood the value of education. He believed that if he attended Ohio State he could become a great farmer. While his best friend David, the person he hoped to own a farm with someday, shared the passion for farming he did not share his enthusiasm for education. Since quality education required writing his father suggested he teach himself to use a typewriter. His parents let him use the typewriter in their home office. Both his parents used the office as well as his Aunt Ann (unknown to him his mother’s lover) and occasionally Uncle Tom (unknown to him his father’s lover). Since Aunt Ann and Uncle Tom lived in the house next door the two families had almost blended as one. One afternoon while working in the home office PT needed to refill the stapler. Searching for a box of staples he found a key hidden in the back of one of the drawers. Being inquisitive he inserted the key and discovered it unlocked the one locked desk drawer. Of course a fourteen year old is going to investigate this opportunity. What he found shocked him, pleased him and eventually gave him hours of enjoyable ‘hands on me time’. PT had found a portion of the male porn collection that Uncle Tom had inherited from his friend, Keith. On his next trip to the farm he took some with him to share with David. The boys had been inseparable since being toddlers and slept naked together whenever possible. They had learned to jerk off together. The sucking and fucking portrayed in these magazines was unbelievably erotic and interesting. They experimented sucking and were soon also shooting on each other’s faces. They saw photos of men licking the cum off of each other and eventually enjoyed this activity. While the sight of fucking was interesting they were afraid to try it, YET. ……………………………. Summer 1979 One evening during one of PT’s many visits to the farm he and Uncle Will were watching a rerun of the TV series ‘Soap’. David had gone to the funeral of a relative with his family. This popular TV series was a parody on ‘soap operas’ (Daily daytime radio and then TV shows popular with stay at home women. They were called soap operas as originally when on radio the sponsors were usually soap companies.) One of the characters of this popular show was named Jodie Dallas played by Billy Crystal. He played the part of an openly gay man who was dating a closeted football player. This was one of the first (if not the first) portrayals of a gay character in a regular role on prime time TV. Will noticed that the usually animated PT was quiet during and after the show. Jokingly he said, “A penny for your thoughts.” PT, as if in a daze, looked at his great uncle and after a period of contemplation said, “I think I am different.” Will replied, “We are all different. No two humans, animals or even plants are exactly the same.” “I am different than all the boys in my class.” Will suspected where this conversation was going. He knew PT and David had been close all their lives and when possible did everything together, including sleeping in the same bed. “All the boys in my class and at Young Peoples’ Fellowship at church talk about girls. They talk about kissing, how big their tits are and everything about their bodies. When Joe on the track team boasted that he had gotten a handful of bare tit on a recent date Al, the oldest boy in our group, a senior, laughed. Is that all you did? Last week I was watching TV at Betty’s house in the basement recreation room. When I slid my hand under her blouse and brassiere she did not resist. So I moved it down and put it on her knee. Slowly I moved it up. She did not stop me. Since she was wearing a skirt I could easily move all the way up. When I touched her panties she did not resist. I rubbed where the panties covered her cunt. Then I slipped my hand under the panties and touched it. She moaned. I then rubbed it and she leaned in and kissed me. By now my bone was getting so hard I thought I would shoot in my pants. I opened my pants and pulled it out. When I placed her hand on my hard dick she wrapped her fingers around it. I put my hand over her hand and helped her stroke me. My other hand was on her pussy. As I shot a load onto the floor her mother called down asking if we wanted some popcorn. We were afraid she was going to bring it down so Betty quickly went upstairs for the popcorn while I cleaned up my spunk. Unfortunately when she returned her little brother came with her. We have a date next week. I am going to be prepared for the final act. I bought some rubbers from the machine in the Texaco gas station men’s room.” “All the guys were enthralled with the story and want to hear what happens next. I am different. I have no interest in tits or pussies.” “Uncle Will, why does everyone think you need a girl to be happy. You seem different. You never got married and you are very happy. Of all the old men I know you are the happiest.” Will replied, “While I never felt a need for a girl to make me happy I did have friends that were men. One man that I met when I was in my twenties became a very special friend. JB whose real name was Jerry Bob and I were together for thirty-five years. He was the most important person in my life and I think of him every day. He died in my arms after a long illness fifteen years ago. Your father and his Russian friend, Vlad a professor at Western Reserve University, introduced me to Reg. While Reg will never replace JB he has been a very special friend and I am thankful we met.” Will continued, “What does your friend David think of girls?” “He is like me. We prefer to be together. When we do stuff with girls in school projects and at Church youth fellowship we have no special feelings.” Will then said, “I have a very strange question to ask you. You may just say ‘I don’t remember’ if you do not want to answer. When you told me the story about Al getting the girl to touch him and then shooting on the floor, did you think more about his penis shooting or his hand on her pussy?” “Uncle Will, if you were anyone else I would say ‘I don’t remember.’ I will tell you that I got hard at the thought of Al’s shooting. One of the other boys saw the bulge in my pants and after pointing it out they all laughed as he said, ‘you sure wish your hand was in her panties’. He then grabbed his own bulge and rubbed his hand on it. I laughed with them to cover my embarrassment and shame that I was really thinking of Al’s boner.” Will continued, “I have one more question. I assume that at your age of fifteen you take care of yourself with your hand. I don’t know what you call this but I call it masturbation, the medical term, or jerking off or wanking the more common terms. When you do this, like I did at your age, do you think of boys or girls?” Without hesitation PT replied, “Boys of course.” “Then I would say you are like me. There are many names for men like us. The technical term is ‘homosexual’ while the OK expression is ‘gay’. Some other expression that are not so nice are ‘fairy’ and ‘queen’. Why are we gay? I do not know. It was not something I was taught. Your grandfather and I grew up in the same house with all the same activities. He is not gay, I am. Why? When I was a teenager sixty years ago there was no way to identify with being gay. A story such as we saw on the TV tonight was unthinkable. Such thoughts did not exist. I was totally confused. My father, your great, great-grandfather, and my brother, your great-grandfather, constantly question my ability to be a real man. Once I made the mistake of getting friendly with another boy. He told everyone I was a pervert. After that the remainder of my high school time was the darkest period of my life as I was shunned by many. The day I graduated from high school I enlisted in the military. When I completed my service I moved far away eventually ending up down south 1,000 (1,600 km) miles from Ohio. I rarely saw my family again. When I met JB my outlook on life totally changed and I became a happy fulfilled young man. He saved my life in addition to being a wonderful friend and someone I shared everything with. When I visited my family in Ohio I was rejected by most. Your great-grandfather tried to keep me away from the rest of the family. The only close relative that treated me with dignity was my niece, your grandmother. When I did visit north I began staying with your grandparents. I got to know your father and his brother Ronnie. The summer after his high school graduation your father visited me in Georgia. I was planning to sell my home and needed help cleaning and packing. He met my JB who then lived about an hour away. Your father fully understood my situation and accepted it as normal. You as a gay boy are extremely lucky that you have an open minded father.” “Now my gay friend, I will try to answer any questions or concerns you have. However, we must be careful in our actions. If I did with you what you and David do I could be arrested since you are under age. You can ask anything, but no demonstrations.” PT jumped out of his chair and went to his seated uncle. He wrapped his arms around the old man while almost crying said, “Uncle Will, you are the greatest.” Will replied, “It felt good to have you wrap your arms around me. But since you are still technically a child please no more. As I said, if someone were to be looking in the window and saw us embrace I could be in serious trouble. Hold off your hugging until you are eighteen and legal.” “I am sure it was difficult for you to initiate this discussion with me. In 1910 when I was your age I was keeping my feelings hidden. No friends like David. No one to talk to. No books with information. I was just a totally conflicted boy. I’m glad that you felt you could confide in me. I suggest you discuss your feelings with your father. But, be careful about who else you tell. I would suggest that David not discuss this with his father. Also, while ministers should be men who can give you guidance I am not sure all would accept you as you are. The minister at David’s small country church may not accept your and David’s feelings. In fact I have heard instances where boys have told their pastor about their feelings to have the pastor report his sinful ways to his parents. In fact I know of a boy here in Seville who at the age of thirteen was discovered to be different. His father told him to leave the house and never return. Luckily he had an aunt and uncle who were willing to take him in. Not all boys have been that lucky. In fact, before you confide in anyone other than our father I strongly suggest you talk to me first.” When Will stood PT went to him and again embraced his uncle. “Thank you Uncle Will. I will never again show this kind of affection but tonight I just want to hold you. It feels so good.” When David returned after 10 pm (22.00) Will had already gone to bed. They talked in bed until after midnight about PT’s conversation with his uncle. Actually it was not all talk as each found time to suck the other dry. They were so elated from the events of the evening that getting up at 6.00 to milk the cows was not considered a chore but an opportunity to be together. When they returned from milking David went to Uncle Will who was preparing their breakfast and wrapped his arms around their elder friend. “PT and I had a long talk last night and I know I am not supposed to do this and I know the reason why. But just this once I want to thank you for being here when we needed you.” He kissed Uncle Will on the cheek. As he returned to the table his father, Paul, walked in. Both boys suddenly realized why there should be no signs of affection with Uncle Will. Had David’s father walked in a minute sooner he would have caught his son hugging and kissing Uncle Will. What would the father’s reaction be? No one knew and no one wanted to find out. “Good morning. You all look happy this sunny morning. Are you boys ready to help me mend the fences?” With a twinkle in his eye David replied, “We are hot and ready for anything!” A few weeks later PT was at home in Columbus asked his father. “Dad, could we go for a walk along the Olentangy River near the campus. I would like to check out the university experimental farm fields”. As they walked on a path along the river PT got up the courage to speak. “I’m gay. I know I am because I had a long talk with Uncle Will and he agreed that like himself I am also gay.” Peter put his around his son. “I am happy that you accept yourself for who you are. You’re mother and I have suspected this for years. We have researched it and agree that you most likely are. So be it. That is how you were created. We believe it is not a choice but what God planned for you at birth. With the attitudes society in general has about this I suggest you keep it to yourself. Hopefully someday in the future you will be not have a need to hide it, but not now in 1979. This changes absolutely nothing about how I or your mother feel about you. We love you, we support you.” That evening Peter discussed PT’s ‘coming out’ with both his lover, Tom, and wife, Louise. The four parents and pairs of lovers had years earlier decided they would come out to their children when the youngest turned eighteen. Peter was of the opinion that they should come out to PT now and ask him to ‘keep their secret’ for three years when he and his twin sister, Louise, turned eighteen. Tom discussed it with his wife, Ann and Louise discussed it with her lover, Ann. They all agreed that PT should be told. It would greatly help his self-esteem to know that he and Uncle Will were not the only gay ones in the family. That weekend Peter offered to drive his son to the farm. Friday afternoon as they drove north on I-71 Peter began. “A few days ago you shared news about yourself that was neither a surprise nor shocking. Today I will share something with you. In my senior year of high school I was one of those quiet, serious, studious students. I did not have a lot of friends and was content to be a loaner. I just did not seem to fit in. I played clarinet in the marching band that played at all football games. In the fall of 1955, my senior year, the team had an away game with Shaker Heights. We won thanks to the usual outstanding performance of the quarterback. The band bus returning home to Pleasant Valley left immediately after the game ended. The football team would take a later bus following a critique of the game by the coach and showers. Just before our bus pulled out the star quarterback jumped onto the bus. He had been given permission to take the earlier band bus as he needed to get home to take his parents to the airport. As he stepped onto the bus he looked around and saw me sitting alone in one of the front seats. He sat next to me. I was confused. The most popular boy in school was sitting next to me. He started talking. Soon we were discussing things that were private about our lives. He invited me to come to his home the next day when his parents would not be home. The excuse for my visit was to help him study for an algebra exam. The reason was that I and I assumed the quarterback wanted to continue our discussion. About a month later we heard rumors that the most popular girl in school, the head cheerleader, and a quiet studious girl were ‘good friends’. I spied on them one day and saw them kiss in the band room closet. My new friend and I asked the girls to meet us at a popular teenager hang out, the bowling alley. The girls, after much persuasion by my friend reluctantly agreed to meet. We sat with them at a table in the corner of the snack area sharing cokes and chips. We had a long conversation. In the noisy bowling alley no one suspected we were having a serious, possibly life changing conversation. We just appeared to be teenagers hanging out. My friend led the conversation. He told them how we felt about each other and stated we assumed they felt the same way about each other. He admitted that I had seen them kissing in the band room closet.” “To make a long story short we suggested they go out with us to a school dance the following weekend. To everyone we would be just two girl/boy couples at a school dance. This would give each girl/girl and boy/boy couple an opportunity to be with each other. They asked us to leave the table while they discussed our offer. My friend and I played a pinball machine while waiting for a reply.” “When we returned the cheerleader spoke for the two. She started, ‘You guys are insane, what you are proposing is the most outlandish plan we have ever heard. You want us to pretend to be hot for you when you are really hot for each other. No one in their right mind would agree to what you suggest’.” We got a sick feeling. What if they gossiped about what we had told them about our feelings for each other. We had opened our hearts to these girls and now we were being called insane and out of their minds. To us the plan seemed logical. Angry with the situation, we just wanted to get up and run out of the place.” “But then she continued. ‘Nevertheless we are also insane and probably out of our minds. And as you observed sneaky Peter, we are hot for each other. So let’s go to the dance and rock and roll. Come on boys, let’s get out of this dump’.” “That was twenty-four years ago. The four of us have been inseparable since.” “Dad, Did I just hear you right? Are you telling me you and Uncle Tom are a couple and mom and Aunt Ann are a couple?” “You heard me correctly. In case you are wondering, there is one thing I want to make clear. Although Tom and I are not into girls as your mom and Ann are not into boys all of our children were conceived in the normal way. That said, no more questions about my sex life. I will not ask about your sex life and you won’t ask about mine. A lot of stuff happened back then that I did not share with my parents as I am sure you do not want to share all with me now or in the future.” “I assume you and David are in some sort of relationship. If you are in a boy/boy gay relationship then I assume you will tell him what I have told you. Please do not tell anyone else. In fact I would not have come out to you if I did not think you will keep this private. Also I suggest that you urge David not to come out to his parents. Your mom, I, Aunt Ann and Uncle Tom agreed years ago to come out to our children when the last one turned eighteen and graduated from high school. We assumed by then you would be mature enough to understand our situation. When I discussed your coming out to me a few days ago we agreed that it would be best to keep to that plan with you being an exception. They did agree to my coming out to you. Since you trusted me to tell your story we felt we owned you our story. Do not discuss this with your sister or Sean or Louise. I of course will not mention this to anyone else. If you want to come out to others that is your decision. At this point I’m not sure I would advise it. Once you tell there is no taking it back. As far as Uncle Will is concerned he knows all about my life.” “I will tell you one of my adventures. This happened in the summer of 1958 when I was twenty years old. Uncle Will lived in a small town in Georgia where he was a professor of art at a small college. He asked me to visit him for the summer to help him pack and get his house ready to sell. He planned to move to Athens to be with JB, his life-long friend. In addition to being an art professor he also gave private lessons. He had organized a class for a group of adults that were not college students at a location out of town. The subject of the class was drawing the nude male. He asked me and I volunteered to be the nude male model. I was reluctant for obvious reasons but he convinced me that I could professionally do it. One of the students in the class was Seth. He was the most talented in the group. With Uncle Will’s permission I invited him to the house to finish the drawing the following evening. Remember Seth, the red head friend of Henry? He died in an auto accident six years ago. Henry, my age, worked for Uncle Will doing yard work and odd jobs. He saw a potential in this young man and supported his college education financially. I suggested that Henry might also model for Seth. Let’s just say that their friendship began that evening. As soon as Henry got his degree they moved to Cleveland. They knew that two men living together in a small town would be difficult. More important they knew that in the south at that time a white man living with a black man could be dangerous. A big city offered privacy that a small town did not where everyone knows your business. That’s one story about my adventures. No more. By the way. That was the only time I ever modeled for an art class.” The weekend was a relaxing success. The boys slept upstairs and Peter slept downstairs with Uncle Will. While there was no sexual activity Peter knew his eighty-four year old great-uncle and good friend would appreciate the comfort of a man in bed and the cuddling. July 1980 Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Louise and PT Happy birthday to you. At the family birthday party PT shared with his twin sister he celebrated a significant age, sixteen. It was only days until he would get his driver’s license and then be able to visit the farm and most important David on his own schedule. Two weeks later, having passed the driver’s test he drove to the farm with his father as a passenger. Peter wanted to observe PT’s driving the 100 mile (160 km), hour and half drive from home to the farm. PT and his father discussed the young man’s plans for the future. By now it was taken for granted, at least by Peter, that his son would someday own and operated a farm with David. During this time together while driving toward the farm Peter acknowledged his support for his son’s long term plans. Peter was happy that his son felt that to be the best farmer possible he needed a university degree in agriculture. PT planned to attend Ohio State University and hopefully participate in programs at Ohio State’s Agriculture Research Center in Wooster, about a half hour drive from the farm. Peter was satisfied that his son’s plans were realistic and plausible. PT knew David had no interest in higher education. Since his older brother planned to marry and work with his father on the farm it was assumed David would not be needed full time after high school graduation. If that was the situation he would hire himself out as a farm hand or find other employment until he and PT had their own farm after PT’s graduation from Ohio State. Peter was pleased that his son was capable of driving the long distance and drove home after having lunch with Uncle Will. PT would remain on the farm the remainder of the summer and have the use of Uncle Will’s car. Three months later PT was home. With a muscular tanned body honed from the hard farm labor he was a sexy sight to the girls in his class. More than one of his female classmates had pursued this handsome young man. However, his dick with happy memories of the nights and sometime adventures in the mornings and afternoons in the barn or out in the corn fields with David, was not aroused by the opportunities these girls may have been presenting. He had joined the track team and was surprised at how much he enjoyed watching his sweaty teammates perform. He enjoyed both watching the cute asses as they ran and banter in the shower. However, while he enjoyed looking he felt a commitment to David and never considered anything other than looking. Most weekends he borrowed one of the family cars and visited the farm. Between his frequent visits to the farm and his experienced fist his dick was blissfully taken care of. One afternoon late in September when he arrived at after school track practice he was told it was cancelled. Arriving home two hours earlier than scheduled he planned to go to the privacy of his bedroom and have a hands on experience while looking at pictures of naked men in one of the magazines he now kept hidden. Over a year earlier he had found some of his father’s male porn collection inherited by Uncle Tom from Keith, his boss at Olentangy Insurance. As he walked down the hall half boned up in anticipation he heard noises coming from his sister’s room. He was going to say ‘hi’ to her when he heard moans by Louise and someone else. He assumed she and her boyfriend of many years, Sean, the son of Uncle Tom and Aunt Ann were making out. The door was open a crack and he peered in. To say he was surprised would be an understatement. Both were naked and Sean was fucking his sister. She was on her back and he was thrusting in. PT’s half boned dick now grew to full mast. He reached into his pants and rubbed himself. As Sean continued his thrusts and his sister cried out in pleasure PT pulled his out and starting jacking. Suddenly Sean looked up and the two stared at each other. Peter backed away while Sean had his dick deeply implanted and he had his dick in his hand. PT retreated to his bedroom, closed the door tight and for a few minutes thought about what he had just witnessed. His sister was getting fucked and enjoying it. As he thought about it he almost laughed. Why wouldn’t his twin sister enjoy sex as much as he did? What he was doing with David was similar. Although they were not fucking yet (although they had examined pictures of guys fucking in the porn catch PT found) they were sucking and swallowing. As he thought of Sean’s dick his own deflated dick rose to the occasion and he soon had it in hand. While he had not seen Sean’s dick as he fucked they had jerked off together years earlier and he remembered an impressive cock considering their ages then. About half an hour later there was a knock on his door. He invited Sean in who had a look of terror on his face. As Sean closed the door PT spoke. “I am sorry I spied on you. My track practice was cancelled and I came home early. Hearing noises in Louis’s room I peeked into the door that was not closed tight. Seeing what I saw was interesting, very interesting. I should have walked away. But what would you do if you saw two people fucking? Don’t worry. I am not going to tell anyone. I was not shocked, just surprised. If my sister and you are half as horny as I am all the time, I fully understand why you were doing ‘it’. From where I stood I could not see your dick. I hope you were wearing a rubber. Please, I do not want to be an uncle yet. As long as you use protection I have no problem with your loving. Just one extra warning. Do not flush rubbers down the toilet. Wrap them in a tissue and hide them in the bottom of a waste basket. Rubbers could mess up the plumbing and the air in them might cause them to float back up. I’m sure you don’t want one of our parents to walk into the bathroom and find a cum filled rubber floating in the toilet.” “If my sister does not know I caught you it’s OK by me if you tell her. If you don’t want her to know that is also OK.” Sean left the room relieved that his friend, Louise’s brother, was so understanding. He was also surprised that PT was an expert on the use of rubbers. Author’s comment: Oh to be ‘Sweet Sixteen’.
  8. Tallguyct

    A Memorable Memorial Day Weekend

    May 1975 A few weeks later Henry called Fred. He planned to visit Uncle Will (a/k/a Professor Lang) Memorial Day weekend (A Holiday in the USA remembering people who died while serving their country in the armed forces that is celebrated the last Monday in May. The long weekend begins the unofficial start of summer vacation season.) Henry explained that he planned to go Friday afternoon and return home Monday evening. He invited Fred and Bruce to accompany him. If either worked on Saturday they could commute back to Cleveland. Fred was thrilled at the thought of having three nights with Bruce. When Bruce arrived at the store to share lunch Fred told him about the adventure and he readily accepted the idea of a long week-end together. The following Friday afternoon Bruce arrived at the store and soon after Henry drove up. To their surprise he was not alone. He arrived with a tall six foot (183 cm) thin, handsome, black man who appeared to be about Henry’s age (38 years old). “Hi. This is my friend Derrick. Since he as well as you two are working tomorrow I suggest he drive us to the farm. The three of you can commute back in the morning. I will stay with Uncle Will.” Bruce and Fred got into the backseat of Derrick’s new 1975 Buick Century. As they drove to the farm Henry filled them in on his new friend. Henry and Derrick had met at Club Cleveland Baths three weeks earlier. Both were in shitty moods as each wanted sex but that evening but were turned off by the thought of just anonymous sex. They had met in the sauna and continued their conversation at the table near the vending machines. After an hour of meaningful discussion where each told their life stories and frustrations they continued their dialog in Henry’s room. The sex that followed was the most intense and enjoyable Henry had had since the loss of Seth. The following evening they met at a restaurant for dinner and then returned to Henry’s apartment. While Derrick had his own place he had not slept there since that night after dinner. Derrick, a graduate of Ohio State University was a veterinarian on the staff of a clinic in East Cleveland. He had had a seven year relationship that ended when he returned home early from work one afternoon a year earlier finding his lover being fucked by one of their ‘friends’. His ‘love’ moved out and in with this so called ‘friend’. For the past year Derrick had satisfied himself with his trustworthy fist and weekly visits to the bathhouse. While sex was easily available there he never felt satisfied and usually went home with a contented but limp dick and depressed soul. Neither he nor Henry had considered returning to the baths since their meeting. Henry had already told Derrick the life stories of Bruce and Fred. The conversation between the younger men (a UPS driver and college student planning a public accounting career) and their friends (a junior high school English teacher and veterinarian) was easy. They were all surprised at how fast the time moved during their forty minute drive. As they pulled into the driveway two elderly gentlemen walked out of the house to greet them. Uncle Will (age 80) and Reg (age 78) welcomed them with smiles and hugs. To his surprise Fred had an erotic feeling as Uncle Will who was older than his grandfather shook his hand and then wrapped his arms around him. Later he and Bruce discuss the ‘hotness’ of these two elders. They were led to the house and were soon sitting at the kitchen table where a simple supper was waiting. Will and Reg were very interested in the ‘How we met’ stories of Bruce and Fred and also Henry and Derrick. They then told how they had met each other through mutual friends, the Russian Vlad and Peter Smith, Will’s great nephew (son of his niece). Since meeting the two enjoyed traveling together and had just returned from a cruise to the Caribbean where widows and even some married women had relentlessly but unsuccessfully pursued them. Derrick asked them to pause telling their story while he called his office to discuss Saturday’s schedule. He was told there had been cancellations and the office would close early and that it was not necessary for him to come in. A smiling Derrick returned to his friends. He told them about the change in plans and asked Will and Reg to continue their Caribbean narrative. Reg continued. Luckily they had a cabin boy who not only cleaned their room and arranged the bed at night but also was available for encounters between the sheets. Since they had requested that their beds be arranged as a double bed not two singles with a night stand between this young man from Greece correctly assumed they enjoyed men and made himself known to be available. Another hint the cabin boy received was the gay magazine with photos of naked men that Reg had by mistake left on the night stand. The first night out he had knocked on their door soon after they had returned from the show in the ship’s theater followed by a goodnight drink paid for by an elderly woman who had sat next to Reg and placed her hand on his knee. When the hand crept up he had excused himself to do a needed ‘pit stop’. Returning from the bathroom he noted she had moved over one seat and now had her hand on Will. Noting the look of panic on Will’s face he harshly announced, “Will, you have not taken your heart medication yet, it is already three hours late. We do not want a repeat of the episode we had on our last cruise. Excuse us please.” The very heart healthy Will thanked him profusely for the quick thinking made up story as they made a fast retreat to their cabin. Soon after entering their cabin there was a knock on the door. The cabin boy entered carrying extra towels. With a twinkle in his eye he said, “I thought you two might need extra towels.” Then looking at Reg he continued, “Do you have a stain on your shirt?” Taking a wet washcloth from his hand he reached for Reg’s chest. He slipped two fingers between the buttoned opening of his shirt and with one hand rubbed the imaginary stain while accidentally massaging his nipple. When he felt the nipple harden he asked, “Would you like me to look for more stains?” Reg was hypnotized by this thirty year old Greek Adonis. A weak ‘yes’ was all Reg could reply. Then looking at Will the Greek announced, “You seem to have a stain on your pants.” He then kneeled and began rubbing the wet cloth against the fly of Will’ pants. Looking up he inquired, “Is it OK if I clean the stain?” When Will nodded ‘yes’ the Greek continued. “It would be better if you removed the pants.” Will made no objection as the pants were lowered. At his age he did not get rock hard boners but did swell up. After massaging the dick encased in silk dark blue boxers the Greek stood. “Do you mind if I get more comfortable?” The two both replied with a ‘please do’. Within seconds Adonis was naked. Placing his arms behind his head he asked, “Do you like what you see?” Both were stunned by the beauty of the perfectly sculptured body. They happily ogled starting with the curly short black hair covered head, then piercing dark brown eyes, neatly trimmed armpits, small fleece of curly black chest fur, perfect six pack abs, a treasure trail leading to a trimmed black curly thatch crowing the dick of a Greek God, a petite but perfectly sculptured dick with foreskin hanging over the head and two small but perfect balls. For the next thirty minutes both men inspected and caressed the delightful figure. When the Adonis announced he needed to return to his ship duties Will took his now hard piece in his mouth and was soon swallowing Greek nectar. For the remainder of the voyage they played with and tasted the Adonis daily every evening and most afternoons. The tip he received at the end of the voyage was greater than the total amount he received from all other passengers in his area of the ship. Will and Reg then told about their planned trip to Vienna. They would be traveling with Alex and Roland. Through a friend of a friend of Roland they had contacted a violin student at the Vienna Conservatory who supplemented his income by hosting selected tourist. While they needed no assistance in visiting the usual places such as Schönbrunn, Belvedere and other Palaces, numerous museums, St. Stephens Cathedral and other churches and the many places of interest to ordinary tourists, Hans, the student, was willing to take them on tours of intimate Viennese places including gay bars and bath houses. They understood Hans and his friend, if given an appropriate incentive, would be willing to accompany them to a performance of the Vienna Philharmonic followed by an intimate performance in the hotel room. Good nights were said as all the guests were eager for quality time with their partner. Will suggested Fred and Bruce take his car the following morning since they had left their cars in the hardware store parking lot for the day having planned to commute with Derick who now did not need to work on Saturday. When they had completed their Saturday jobs they would return to the farm. Henry and Derrick would stay and help Uncle Will with some projects around the house, take him and Reg on a shopping trip to nearby Medina and explore the farm (as well as each other). Then the sleeping arrangements were discussed. There were three bedrooms upstairs. Two had queen size beds and the third two single beds. Fred and Bruce were given the master bedroom with a queen size bed and night stand with supplies of interest to men. While this was the best room they could only have it Friday and Saturday nights. Sunday afternoon Sean and his friend Frank would arrive for a two or three night visit. Sean had owned this house which his grandfather had built. When he inherited it from his Uncle Bob it was stipulated that if he did not have a family it should be given to Jacob Winkler, the lover of Uncle Bob prior to his death in World War II. Jacob Winkler had married and had children and grandchildren who farmed nearby. Sean, a Catholic priest in Pleasant Valley (a suburb of Cleveland), and his love, Frank (a priest in the Akron area), rendezvoused at the farm when schedules permitted. They would have the master bedroom Sunday and Monday nights. Fred and Bruce would move to the room with two beds where all assumed only one bed would be used. Will’s bedroom which he shared with Reg was on the main floor. Closing the door to their room the two young men embraced and were soon naked. This would be their first night together. Following a passionate and intense encounter in their honeymoon bed they decided to shower. They showered together and after helping each other towel off walked down the hall in their uninhibited nakedness. As the stepped out of the bathroom they encountered a naked Derrick. He stated, “Well, don’t you two look happy,” as he observed their hard dicks standing almost straight up. “Just as happy as you,” replied Fred as they both ogled Derrick’s impressive seven inch (about 18 cm) circumcised dick. “Now you have pleasant dreams.” “Oh, I know I will. And you two young men, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” This was said with a chuckle as they all laughed. Early Saturday morning Fred and Bruce were jolted awake by the ringing of the alarm clock. Since this was the first time they had slept together each wanted some morning quality time with the other. Unfortunately Bruce’s need to be at work by 7 am restricted their activities. Neither had a morning woodie since twice during the night, first initiated by Bruce and later Fred, they had encounters. However, although their dicks were tired each dick was not going to miss the opportunity for a quickie. After each swallowed the other’s cum / protein they dressed and went downstairs. Entering the kitchen they were surprised to find Uncle Will preparing their breakfast. As they ate their healthy (no meat) meals two boys wondered into the kitchen. “Good morning Uncle Will. We’re on our way to the barn to do the morning milking.” The taller of the two eleven year olds turned to Fred and Bruce. “Hi, I’m PT and this is my best friend David. We do the milking on weekends when I visit from my home in Columbus.” Following introductions, small talk, gulping down hot chocolate and taking a pastry the boys bounded out toward the barn. Will then explained, “Those two eleven year olds are the most charming young men I have ever met. PT is the son of Peter Smith of Columbus. He comes up here almost every weekend and stays with David. Usually they sleep upstairs when PT visits with the milking of the cows an excuse to be here in the house near the barn. Since I have guests this weekend they are sleeping at David’s house about a half mile (.8 km) down the road. David is the son of Paul Winkler and grandson of Jacob Winkler. When the original owner of this property, Sean McFadden, transferred ownership of this property to Jacob a few years ago I bought the farm house from Jacob who now owns the adjacent barn and surrounding fields.” After thanking Will for the breakfast Fred and Bruce drove to their jobs in Cleveland planning to return that afternoon. Meanwhile Henry and Derrick were sound asleep cuddled together upstairs. Since they had been sleeping together the past weeks at Henry’s apartment their farm visit did not have the intense romantic overtones that the visit by Bruce and Fred had. Henry went downstairs about 8:00 wearing a robe in quest of coffee. He found Will and Reg sitting at the kitchen table reading the morning paper, The Cleveland Plain Dealer. “If you city boys would like to sleep in I could bring you coffee, pastry and fruit” Will stated. Henry leaned over and kissed the thoughtful man on the cheek. As he leaned his robe fell open exposing his striking naked body. “You sure know how to treat your guests. Derrick is still sleeping but I am sure the smell of coffee will get him up.” Laughing he continued, “Up in more ways than one. I’ll take my coffee now and see you soon.” Will replied, “You sure know how to treat your host. I have been mentally undressing you and Derrick since you arrived. What I see is what I expected and more!” About ten minutes later as Will knocked on the door and then entered the bedroom the two handsome men were sitting in the bed, naked from waist up. After placing the tray on the night stand Will suggested, “If you boys would like to pose for photographs I could take pictures you could send to your Mamas and I could also take photos you probably would not want to send to Mamas.“ Henry had told Derrick that Will had both the equipment and expertise to take and privately develop professional quality photographic portraits. The men accepted the offer and it was suggested they do it Sunday morning. After coming downstairs about an hour later they encountered Will and Reg sitting at the kitchen table having more coffee and reading the newspaper. As Henry and Derrick settled in at the table two men walked in from outside without bothering to knock. Will introduced Jacob Winkler and his son Paul Winkler. They were the grandfather and father of David who had stopped by earlier before milking. Following introductions Derrick asked for a tour of the barn and visit with the cows. The Winklers had been told he was a veterinarian and were interested in his observations. He told them he usually only had dogs and cats as patients but had studied large animals at Ohio State. An hour later Derrick, Henry and Jacob returned from their farm tour. Paul had departed for the farm store while Jacob used the excuse of doing some work in the barn to stay. Earlier Will had told Henry and Derrick the story of Jacob. He had been the lover of Bob, the owner of this house, who died in World War II. Jacob had married and was now a husband, father and grandfather. However, he still enjoyed the pleasure of men although in his situation the opportunities were limited. Will had told Henry and Derrick that if they found Jacob attractive he would be extremely pleased to bottom for them. The two guests did find sixty-two year old Jacob endearing and by the end of their farm tour both had erotic thoughts about this handsome elder farmer. Henry took Will aside, “While Derrick and I are almost entirely exclusive we do occasionally enjoy togetherness with the right guy. We find Jacob enticing. Do you think he would want to join us? How do we proceed without insulting him?” Will replied, “No problem.” Returning to the kitchen he announced, “Jacob, Henry tells me there is a screw loose in their bed frame. Would you be willing to go upstairs and help them screw?” With a glint in his eye the answer came fast, “Follow me!” About a half hour later the two black men in their thirties and the virile sixty-two year old farmer returned to the kitchen, all with smiles on their faces. “Living here in my all white farm community I have never had the opportunity for a racial experience. You men are welcome to visit my farm anytime. Your ‘Cumming’ (said with a twinkle) was greatly appreciated.” As Jacob sat at the kitchen table taking one of the muffins his wife had sent over with him the two eleven year old boys walked in. “Hi Grandpa. Uncle Will, we brought the mail in (from the mail box at the end of the lane). Are there any chores PT and I can do for you today?” “Thanks for the offer but not today. We have a houseful of guests this weekend. Earlier you met Fred and Brian. These two gentlemen are Henry and Derrick. Henry is a junior high school teacher so if you have any homework questions I am sure he could help you. Derrick is a veterinarian who takes care of sick dogs and cats.” As they shook hands David said, “I wish you lived near here so you could take care of our three cats and old ‘Boots’ our hound dog. Actually, it will be more cats since mom told me our Sapphire is going to have kittens soon.” Will then told the boys they were going to Medina and asked if they would like to join them, if David’s mother approved. The boys immediately left on their bikes to ask David’s mother for approval and a very satisfied Jacob departed. As he walked out the door Will commented “If you brought one of your wife’s delicious pies over for dessert this evening I’m sure our friends would enjoy your visit.” Will then told Henry and Derrick his assumptions about the boys. “David and PT have been friends all their lives. I am told that even as tots, before either talked, they were inseparable. PT is the son of my grand-nephew, Peter, a professor in Columbus. In recent years PT has spent many weekends and most of summers here at the farm. They milk the cows very early in the morning in the adjacent barn that David’s father and grandfather showed you. Using the need to be near the barn as an excuse when PT visits they have been sleeping upstairs in the room with twin beds. As I said that was the excuse. Actually, I believe they just wanted to be together in private. While I rarely go upstairs a few months ago I went up to close windows when a sudden windy rain storm appeared. I discovered that only one of the two beds had been slept in. Also their pajamas were laying on the dresser neatly folded. Since laundry had not been down for a few days obviously they were not wearing PJs. Now, why would two naked boys sleep in the same bed? (Will said with a chuckle). While I had no problem with their sleeping arrangements knowing I would have done the same at their age if the opportunity presented itself I was concerned that their parents would not share the same belief. If either their mother or father had been here at that time they would have most likely gone upstairs to close the windows and discovered the boys slept in one bed, naked. So, I had a talk with the boys that evening. I made it clear that while I had no problem with how they slept, others, especially their parents, might not share the same opinion. I warned them that if their parents discovered how close they were to each other they might forbid their friendship. While this was difficult to explain to a couple of eleven year olds it was necessary. I do not know if they still share a bed as they leave the room every morning with both beds unmade and pajamas laying on the beds. Now the only scolding they might get from David’s mother would be that they did not make their beds or hang up their PJs. At eleven are they sexually active? Do they jerk off together? Are they cumming yet? I don’t know. I do not remember when I started. But if they are, so be it. I am happy they have each found a special friend.” Derrick commented, “I know I had my first jerk off at age eleven. We had just moved to a new house and I started the fifth grade at a new school so I remember my age. One night I woke and was hungry. I quietly crept downstairs to steal some cookies from the cookie jar. As I walked past the bathroom I noticed the crack under the closed door was lite. I don’t know why but I peeked through the keyhole. My dad was sitting on the toilet holding his dick in his hand. He was stroking it up and down. As I watched my own got hard. Suddenly my dad stroked faster and white stuff shot out that he caught in a piece of toilet paper. I went back to my room and did the same. My first cumming. For about six months I had been waking sometimes with wetness in my pajamas. I thought I was pissing in the night and was ashamed to tell anyone. As soon as I started wacking off regularly my wet dreams were less frequent. A couple of months later while on a church overnight trip my roommate and I jerked off together. Haven’t stopped since.” On the twenty minute drive to Medina David sat in the front seat of Derrick’s Buick between him and Henry while PT was happily crowded in the back seat between Will and Reg. After grocery shopping they drove to the town square. Not wanting to force the boys to tag along as they shopped for household items and clothes Will suggested they meet the two boys in about an hour at the ice cream parlor. He gave each boy a dollar for ice cream. David and PT first visited the news stand where they purchased the latest Batman and Superman comic books. David’s mother did not approve of his reading violent material so the boys kept them at the farm house hidden under the mattress. They shared the comic books with Uncle Will who enjoyed them for both their artistic work and some story lines, especially the relationship between Batman and Robin. The boys sat on a bench in the town square reading their purchases and then ventured to the ice cream parlor. Each ordered a two flavor double dip cone and they then sat at one of the small tables. David whispered to PT asking him if he thought the two men at a nearby table were farmers. Each wore a plaid flannel shirt, Levis and the same kind of boots as Roy Rogers. When one of the men looked in the direction of David the boy asked, “What kind of farming do you do?” The man laughed as he replied, “We are not farmers. What makes you think we are?” David replied, “The way you are dressed. Although I have never seen a farmer wearing boots like yours.” (Little did David and PT realize these two were groomed and wearing the clothes of a stereotype gay man of the 1970s with their neat short hair, bushy mustaches, sun tans, flannel shirts, Levis and boots). The talkative David then told the men he and his best buddy planned to own a farm someday. He related how they milked cows and did various farm chores. The two men were genuinely interested. When David asked what they did one replied. “I work in an office and my friend is a carpenter. Our home is in Elyria and we rode down here on our Harleys to see the sights and let the wind blow through our hair.” As Will, Reg, Henry and Derrick entered David told them, “These two men are our new friends. They rode here on their Harleys.” As the four men observed the two stranger each had the same thought, ‘These are obviously gay guys. Why are they taking an interest in young boys? Luckily we got here before these possible perverts did anything strange’. Anticipating their situation the talkative one stood and extended his hand to Will. “Hi, I’m Doug and this is my friend, Tommy. We were sitting here when David asked if we were farmers.” Soon all had ordered ice cream and the eight sat at two tables pulled together. The four men were relieved when it became obvious young David had initiated the original conversation. As they talked Will decided to invite their new friends to dinner. They had planned to ride back to Elyria that afternoon but gladly accepted the invitation to visit a farm. Upon arrival at the farm David insisted that Tommy and Doug be given a tour of the barn and meet the cows. Derrick tagged along still not totally comfortable with the young boys being alone with the new friends. Since it was milking time the boys gave a demonstration of their cow handling skills. The boys departed for David’s home and dinner. Soon after Bruce and Fred returned from their workday in Cleveland. All eight (Will and Reg, Henry and Derrick, Bruce and Fred, and the new friends, Tommy and Doug) enjoyed a long discussion filled dinner. Jacob arrived with a shoofly pie (molasses pie with a crumb topping) baked that afternoon by his wife. He was more interested in what hopefully world happen upstairs than tasting the pie. Will told their new friends, Tommy and Doug, that Jacob would gladly bottom for any or all. While Tommy and Doug declined the offer Henry, Derrick and Fred happily accepted it and Bruce followed to observe the festivities. While he had not decided if he would actually enjoy being a top or bottom he did enjoy watching his man fuck. Tommy and Doug stayed downstairs and helped Will and Reg clear the table and wash dishes. They accepted Will’s offer to stay the night. About a half hour later Jacob departed with a smile on his face and bounce in his stride. Conversation and beer continued into the evening as each shared their ‘how we met’ stories. Tommy and Doug were especially interested when Henry and Derrick told about their first meeting while at the baths in Cleveland. They had heard of such places but had never visited one. Tommy stated that they were not interested in encounters with others being in exclusive relationship since meeting five years earlier. Fred explained how the club Cleveland was not only a place for sexual encounters with strangers but also a fun place to relax with his love and also observe man couplings. Fred and Bruce offered to accompany their new friends to Club Cleveland, not for group sex but just relaxation, observations, conversation and encounters with their own love. When Will announced he was ready for bed all the other’s agreed. Since the new friends had not intended on staying overnight they had no luggage. After giving the new friends toothbrushes each couple went to their own room. All seemed eager to be in bed with their lover. There was no modesty or messing around as the six guests shared the shower and facilities in the upstairs bathroom. As naked Bruce and Fred snuggled and embraced under their covers they quietly discussed the events of their visit. Just over a year earlier Fred and a month earlier Bruce had been totally naive about man to man relationships. This weekend had certainly opened their eyes to the normalcy of such couples. However, one concept that concerned them was the expected arrival of two Catholic priests the following afternoon. How could they continue to enjoy their intimacy among men of religion? At breakfast Will suggested that this morning would be a good time to take professional quality photos of the men. There would be no chance of the young boys, David and PT, stopping by as they would be at church with David’s parents. As suggested earlier he would take photos that each could share with their mother and if they desired photos that would be totally private. Tommy and Doug were enthused stating they would like photos of themselves on their Harleys. Photos of each man and each couple clothed and smiling were taken in the house. They then discussed how and where they would pose for the naked photos. Bruce and Fred suggested in the hayloft of the barn, Doug and Tommy on their Harleys in front of the barn while Henry and Derrick decided the bright sunlight next to the barn would be the best place to emphasize their ebony skin. All gathered in the hayloft for the photo session of Bruce and Fred. Naked and fluffed up, but not hard, they were in position for the first photo when a car was heard pulling into the lane. Reg looked out that window and announced Sean had arrived. He called out the window telling Sean they were in the hayloft for interesting activities. The bare ass Bruce and Fred were embarrassed when the handsome fifty-seven year old priest entered the hayloft wearing clerical clothes. To be introduced to a Catholic priest was intimating to these two Protestants. To be introduced while stark naked with their fluffed up dicks was mortifying. They took the priest’s leering at them during introductions as a sign of disgust. Once they got to know him better they would have understood it was a sign of interest. They were too embarrassed to notice the bulge growing in Father Sean’s pants. Sean apologized for arriving in his ‘work’ clothes. He had served the six and eight o’clock masses and departed as soon as the second mass ended. He had not changed clothes as he was anxious to get to the farm and was thrilled that he had arrived at such an interesting moment. After introductions Will explained their plans for the morning and invited Sean to assist in the endeavor. A suggestion the priest gladly agreed to. Following the session in the hayloft Doug and Tommy posed with their Harleys wearing their plaid shirts open, boots and fluffed up dicks. Henry and Derrick posed with the trunk of a tall elm tree. The sun fully embraced their bodies. Will asked if Sean would like his photo taken with his priest friend when Frank arrived. Sean laughed as he told the group that Will had on previous occasions taken their photos and that he was happy to savor the pictures of a younger Frank and himself. At lunch, with Sean’s permission, Will took copies of photos of Sean and Frank taken in their late thirties from his locked cabinet to share and help even the score since Sean had seen the other six naked. All admired the handsome, above average in length and girth uncut dick of the man of God. Sean was quietly modest about his appearance. By the time lunch was over Bruce and Fred were comfortable with their priest friend and planned to attend their first Catholic service soon at his church in the town next to the home of Fred. Soon after lunch Frank, the priest lover of Sean, arrived after his Sunday morning duties at his church near Akron. This short, stocky man about the same age as Sean was incredibly good-looking in a sexual way. After about thirty minutes of introductions and easy conversation Sean announced that he and Frank had some serious religious matters to discuss. As they bounded up the stairs, hand in hand, Will laughed as he stated, “Their religious activities will be based on body worship and adoration.” Later, when Sean realized Fred and Bruce had been sleeping in the master bedroom upstairs he offered to let them sleep there that night. Fred replied that while he and Bruce enjoyed sleeping in the large bed, their first two nights together they would have no problem sleeping in one of the twin beds in the bedroom with Tommy and Doug. Then laughing he said, “In anticipation of your arrival we put clean sheets on the bed this morning. After you religious discussions I assume the sheets are now embedded with man smells and stuff.” Frank replied, “How right you are!” Following another evening of enjoyable conversation and beer all retired for a night of sleep and/or whatever men who love men do. With no signs of modesty, naked Bruce and Fred crawled into one of the twin beds while naked Tommy and Doug pulled the sheet over their bodies in the other bed. While Fred and Bruce embraced, explored, stroked and sucked in the slightly moon lite dark room man loving man sounds emitted from the adjacent bed. Following swallowing the juice of each other they held each other. As Fred drifted off to sleep Bruce noted the movement about three feet (1 m) away. He was memorized by the dim moon lite sight of a man obviously fucking his love. The one being fucked quietly murmured sighs of pleasure. Bruce was still conflicted about fucking and could not understand how someone being impaled could express such enjoyment. However, he did know these were true signs of pleasure. As he contemplated he rolled onto his side and spooned with his back against Fred’s chest. He rubbed his ass against Fred’s dick which responded to the encounter. Bruce realized his own was getting hard although he had just cum as he massaged his love’s now hard dick against his rosebud. Little did he realize that Fred was now awake and enjoying the encounter. Eventually both fell asleep. As they drove home the following evening they both agreed this was the most enjoyable weekend either had ever had. They also silently thought about the dick to ass introduction of the previous night and wondered if it would be repeated and eventually completed. …………………………. Prior to their departure on Monday afternoon Bruce had had a private conversation with Will concerning fucking. Without going into personal details Will had told Bruce some men found the act of being fucked extremely pleasurable. To be dominated by a person you loved could be amazing. Also the fucker would have intense feelings that were a combination of erotic ecstasy and power. They then discussed techniques. Will suggested a rubber be used the first times. He also emphasized the need for lubrication. He told Bruce that it might be painful, extremely painful the first time. With a tender partner he loved and trusted hopefully the pain would turn into bliss. He suggested that during the first encounter of an ass virgin the fucker should lay on his back with the partner kneeling over him and slowly sitting on the hard dick. This way the virgin would be in total control. He further suggested that they go slow and when the dick was in to stop and let the ass adjust to the new experience. The following Wednesday Fred met Bruce at the gym. The owner went home early leaving Fred and Bruce to close up. After the last customer left and the door was locked Bruce led Fred to a bench in the locker room. He then confided to his love his fantasy of being fucked. He told Fred about the amazing feeling he had in bed when they spooned and Fred’s hard dick caressed his ass while Fred slept. Fred told Bruce that he was wide awake and had restrained himself from pushing in. Bruce then told about his discussion with Will. He had brought rubbers and a tube of KY lube and wanted to try the new activity. Fred was ready and by the time he had removed his gym shorts was rock hard. Laying on an exercise mat on the locker room floor his dick pointed straight up. The now naked Bruce gently rolled a rubber onto his love’s dick and generously lubricated it. Kneeling, he reached back and lubricated around his hole. Kneeling he took Fred’s hard dick and guided it to his anxious opening. As he leaned back he felt it slide in. At first there was discomfort, no pain. As he let it slide further the pain began. Remembering Will’s statements he stopped when he felt it was about half way in. The pain slowly decreased. However, the pleasure he anticipated did not appear. He rose until the dick slipped out and then rode back onto it. The pain gradually decreased turning into tenderness. He stopped and starred into the eyes of his love. Fred leaned up as Bruce leaned down and they kissed while still impaled. As they deep kissed Bruce had a feeling of euphoria. Suddenly he wanted his man deep inside him. He leaned back and accepted all of his love. The pain returned. But it was both a combination of pain and pleasure. Suddenly he felt the dick in him throb. The cumming of his love into him brought him over the edge as he shot a fountain of juices onto Fred’s chest and face. An exhilarated Bruce leaned forward and the two kissed harder than ever as the deflated dick slid out. Fifteen minutes later Bruce was again kneeling over his love. This session lasted longer as Bruce accepted the excruciating pain that accompanied the greater pleasure. They began closing the gym frequently. Bruce soon learned that his favorite position was to lay on his back with his legs on his love’s shoulders as he was roughly fucked. While Fred did not enjoy treating his man harshly he did enjoy the pleasure he knew his hard robust thrusts gave him. Since Tommy and Doug had shown an interest in visiting the baths Fred and Bruce arranged to meet them at the hardware store on a Saturday afternoon. The four drove to Cleveland in separate cars since they all were not sure how long each couple would want to stay. Since admission to the baths included the rental of a cheap locker or more expensive room each couple rented one locker which would not be used and a room, actually small cubical. Following a tour of the facility and visits to the steam room, sauna, Jacuzzi and observations of the activity in the orgy room the four sat at the table in the vending area discussing their evening. All agreed that while they enjoyed watching man on man sex performances they would not consider activities with strangers. Doug and Tommy thanked Bruce and Fred for their introduction to the baths. They stated that they planned to go home after some quality time in their cubical. Being totally into each other they never returned to the baths. While Bruce and Fred had similar feelings about three ways and sex with strangers they returned weekly since it was their only opportunity for action except on the floor of the locker room or when Fred plowed into Bruce while he leaned on the locker room bench. Their visits to the baths ceased at the end of the summer when they moved in together into a small apartment on Cleveland’s west side. Unfortunately they were forced to put twin beds in their small bedroom as visitors might think it unnatural that two men shared a double or queen size bed. This concern was especially directed to Fred’s parents who visited infrequently
  9. Tallguyct

    The Two Guys Go To the Next Level

    Having completed the back massage Bruce held the towel so Fred’s privates were not exposed as he rolled over onto his back. Fred both mortified and thrilled lay on his back with the towel not only tented but showing a stain of precum. Bruce looked at the tent and then at Fred. “That was the reaction I was expecting. May I remove the towel?” Playfully Fred replied, “Only if you drop your shorts before they burst at the seam from the bulge apparently caused by your straining hard dick.” With Fred on his back and Bruce next to him each visually inspected the other’s equipment. Fred was very happy with what he saw: a cute cut dick, not as big as his but very inviting. Bruce asked if he could touch Fred who responded with a yes followed by a warning to be easy or he would get a handful. Bruce placed his massage oil infused hand around it. He gently stroked up and then down. Fred cried out, “One more stroke and I will shoot.” This cry encouraged Bruce who tightened his grip and moved up and then back. Fred’s eruption was enhanced by his month long pent up desires for his friend. The cum shot straight up and then fell onto Bruce’s hand and the area around the dick. With his hand now lubed by both the massage oil and his friend’s cum Bruce stroked himself depositing his load on his friend’s dick. Looking into Bruce’s eyes Fred said, “I have been wanting that since the day we met. I do not know why but you really turned me on.” Bruce replied, “I developed similar feelings about you. I had no idea how to act on them. You are the first man I have ever touched except some professional, nonsexual activity helping guys here at the gym. Fred questioned, “You just said you have never touched another man. What about the massage you just gave me? It sure felt like you knew what you were doing.” Bruce explained, “The owner of this gym, Sol, is a licensed masseur. When he took classes to get certified he practiced on some of us here at the gym. While those massages felt good I did not have erotic feelings. Giving you a massage, my first, gave me feelings. I must admit I planned this session and it worked out just as I had hoped.” As Fred lay on his back with two loads of cum on his dick area and balls while Bruce had a cum covered hand and dripping dick Fred suggested they shower. Fred got off the table, took Bruce’s sticky hand and led him to one of the shower stalls. As the two stood together in the one man shower their bodies touched. Neither minded showering in the cramped area. Both soaped and washed each other. By the time they had rinsed off each had a rock hard dick. Fred turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. As Bruce followed him Fred held his hand stopping his friend. Then with Bruce still in the shower stall Fred kneeled just outside the entrance and took the other’s dick in his mouth. Bruce offered no resistance, only sighs of pleasure who although he had cum just a few minutes earlier was soon pumping a load down the throat of his friend. Fred then stood and took his dick in hand. His second load of the day spurted onto the shower floor with some landing on Bruce’s feet. The events of that late afternoon did not change how the two men felt about each other. However, it did have a profound effect on how they expressed their feelings. No longer was either shy or worried about sexual encounters. Having satisfied, at least for the moment, their hunger for sexual release each was hungry for food. Sitting at the back booth of the pizza parlor while sharing a vegetarian pizza their conversation covered topics each had been afraid to ask the other. Fred asked Bruce why he had been so modest in the locker room keeping the towel around him until he slipped on his underwear. He explained that it was a combination of being shy, thinking his dick was not man enough and the fear of getting a hardon in front of his friend. Fred then asked about his shaving his armpits and trimming the hair around his dick. Bruce explained that he had seen a guy shaving his pits once while in the locker room and thought it looked sexy. He had also seen a man in the locker room who had shaved all the hair around his dick as well as his balls. He thought the bald dick looked weird but liked the look of the smooth balls. He decided to do some trimming around the dick crown and regularly shaved his balls. He enjoyed the appearance and feel of a groomed thatch and smooth balls. While Bruce had told Fred all his sexual experiences with others (his brother teaching him how to jerk off and the encounter with the aggressive girl his senior year) Fred had held back his experiences. Now he felt ready to begin to tell Bruce about his coming of age thanks to the instruction of Henry. Fred explained how until a year earlier he had been almost totally naive about sex. Except for learning to jerk off from neighborhood boys when around eleven and reading magazines and cheap sex stories purchased at the store on West 25th Street he was a total virgin. He told how about a year earlier a fellow student in a literature had defended gays while discussing a book. He continued that he had spoken to the student, Henry, after class. Henry arranged for him to meet some of his friends at a bar. As they sat at a table in the back of the bar they told of their coming and cumming of age. Then Henry offered a series of ‘hands on’ sex lectures. Bruce was intrigued by the concept of gay sex lessons and eagerly accepted Fred’s offer to teach him the course. Fred explained that they had already covered lessons I and II, Friendly Jerk-Offs and Touching. Fred told Bruce they would begin the next lesson the following week and that the topic would be a surprise. They happily talked about various sexual topics such as jerk off techniques, how often they did it (at least daily for each), and their fantasies. As they said good bye outside the restaurant Bruce told Fred that as soon as he got home he would use his fist to pay tribute to their higher level of friendship. Fred replied that he would be doing exactly the same. Bruce also told his friend he would stop by at lunch time the next day even if he had no delivery. The following morning as Fred was recording the weekend receipts into the journal he received a call from Bruce. He told Fred that his delivery schedule was especially heavy that day and he was already behind schedule so would be forced to eat lunch as he drove and delivered. Fred replied that he would think of him that evening with his fist. Bruce laughed replying he would do the same. When Fred hung up the phone he felt good about the fact that while he had a level of disappointment about not seeing him at lunch time he was not devastated. He knew he could trust his friend and that he would soon see him. While they had lunch together in the back room of the hardware store on Tuesday Bruce happily announced that he had arranged to close the gym on Thursday. Sol, the owner, would gladly go home early and they would have the place to themselves after the 8:00 (20.00) closing. He tried to get Fred to tell him the topic of the next lesson to no avail. “You will just have to wait. I guarantee it will be a hard lesson.” Fred said with a smile. Thursday evening after sharing a vegetarian pizza they arrived at the gym at 7pm. At 7:30, the last customer, muscle Pete, put down his weights and walked to the locker room. Bruce quietly told Fred to check him out. “As you can see that guy has an incredible body. What is hidden in those bulging shots is very a glorious sight.” Fred followed Pete selecting a locker close to Pete’s. Being a small family owned gym the locker room was also small resulting in customers being close to each other. As Pete undressed Fred rummaged through his gym bag appearing to be looking for something. He had placed the bag on the bench in such a way that it was between him and Pete. As Fred leaned over to find the imaginary item he was looking for in his bag Pete’s now naked body was just three feet (1 m) away. He almost gasped at the beauty and size of the perfectly formed uncut dick. The dick head was covered by skin that hung about half an inch (just over 1 cm) over the head. Since he needed a reason to be standing next to this perfectly formed Greek god Fred began to remove his shoes. He admired Pete’s muscular buttocks. As he walked toward the shower the muscles of his backside flexed. Then to his astonishment when Pete entered the shower stall he did not pull the curtain for privacy. Fred could only gape as he watched this man washing his body while standing sideways. He turned slightly to the opening of the stall and began an inspection of his perfect dick. Pulling the skin back he carefully soaped the head. After rinsing the head he let the skin slide forward. Turning to face the rear of the shower he reached back to scrub his back. He then moved down and used the wash cloth on his perfect ass. Then bending over exposing his cute rosebud he washed his feet. Standing he turned again facing front. Looking up he smiled and winked at a mesmerized Fred. Taking his dick in hand he stroked soon shooting a massive load onto the shower stall wall. He smiled at Fred as he spoke, “Thanks for the audience guys. If I don’t take care of myself here, when I get home I will not last long enough to fully pleasure my wife. She knows when I return from the gym I am pumped up ready for action. What she doesn’t know is that I drained myself so to slow down our loving.” Fred then realized Bruce was standing behind him also enjoying the show. Returning to the gym area Bruce explained that Pete was an exhibitionist. He was sure he was straight with no interest in guys. Since they only had one car sometimes his wife stopped to pick him up. As he said this there was a knock on the door. Bruce unlocked it admitting a short very average looking woman. Pete came out of the locker room, smiled at his wife, bent over to kiss her while firmly placing his hand on her crotch as he massaged it. As they walked out the door Pete turned and winked at the two guys as he firmly placed his hand on her rear end. Fred then announced, “That was not tonight’s lesson, just a very interesting prelude. Are you ready to continue your education?” After locking the door he took Bruce’s hand and led him to the privacy of the locker room. “Tonight’s lesson is optional. If you do not want to pursue the topic we will not continue. Since all lessons are for your enlightenment and pleasure we will only do what you want to do. Now my friend, get naked and stand in front of me.” Bruce happily removed his shorts and shirt as Fred also got naked. “Shouldn’t we shower first? I feel all sweaty.” As Fred kneeled in front of his friend he replied, “Tonight I am going to taste you. Don’t shower yet as I do not want to taste soap, I want the real thing.” With that he leaned in and swallowed the almost hard dick which immediately responded to full dickness. Releasing the now precum dripping dick he continued, “Tonight’s lesson, if you want to continue, is the art of a ’blow job’. Do you want to learn to be a giver as well as a taker?” With a serious expression Bruce replied, “Ever since you did me last week I have fantasized about taking you. While the thought of putting my lips on a dick repulses me, the thought of your dick between my lips thrills me. I am totally conflicted. Let the lesson begin.” Giving his friend’s dick a deep kiss Fred stood and gently pushed Bruce to his knees. As Bruce kneeled with his face inches from Fred’s hard piece he was told, “How deep you go is not as important as how soft you go. Keep in mind the location of your teeth. I do not want you to chew on it. First kiss it and then if you are ready take just the head in.” Bruce leaned forward and licked the head. He then opened his mouth and placed the head between his lips. The taste of man sweat was a turn off and then a total turn on. He wanted to savor the moment. Suddenly he wanted it all and to the shock of both of them he leaned in taking the entire shaft. As it moved as deep as it could go he gagged. When Fred attempted to pull out Bruce by instinct grabbed his ass and held him in. He thought he was going to pass out from the lack of breathing but did not want to release it. As he released the grip on Fred’s ass his friend began to gently and slowly pull out and then move back in. Fred was surprised that this mouth virgin so readily accepted him. Soon Fred reached the point of no return. Not knowing how his friend would react to cum spewing down his throat Fred pulled out just as he erupted. Turning slightly to the side he shot load after load onto the floor. Then kneeling he pushed Bruce onto his back and swallowed him. As he sucked the dick into his throat it immediately exploded and he gulped the juices. After a few minutes of rest as the two lay next to each other on the cold concrete floor Fred stated, “That was probably the shortest lesson in history. You pass with an A+.” To which Bruce replied, “Next time I want to attempt to swallow, OK?” Fred laughed when he said, “There will not be a next time – for at least five minutes.” Five minutes later Bruce had his first, but certainly not last, juice of HIS man. “What is my next lesson? When will it be?” “Tomorrow evening. When you get out of work meet me at the hardware store. You will leave your car there and we will drive to the classroom of life.” As they drove from the hardware store on the west side of Cleveland to the east side Fred would discuss any topic with his friend except their destination. They pulled into the half filled parking lot of a bar. Although Bruce rarely went to bars he had been in a few and seen many bar scenes on TV. Upon entering the dim place Bruce noticed nothing unusual about this neighborhood bar. As they entered a tall handsome black man of about forty with penetrating brown eyes got up from his table at the rear of the place and with a smile approached Fred. Both opened their arms and they were soon in a tight embrace. Their smiling faces faced each other as their lips moved together. Their passionate deep kiss lingered. Bruce was astonished. Not only was his friend embracing a man, and a black man at that, in a public place, they had a very erotic, deep, long kiss. What would the other patrons of this place think? He was ready for some customer or the bartender to tell them to get their perverted asses out of there. Instead the customers and employees either ignored the public display of deep affection that took place in clear view at the entrance of the bar or looked at them with slight interest and then continued to their drinks and friends. When the two finally disentangled Fred turned to Bruce, “This is my friend Henry, the man who taught me the facts of man life.” Before Bruce could respond Henry moved in and wrapped his arms around the startled young man. In a daze he return the hug but thankfully not an erotic kiss. “You are as cute as described. Fred’s a special friend of mine and I am so happy he found such a delightful friend in you”. As they embraced Bruce was surprised that suddenly he had erotic feelings as he tried to tell his dick to behave. Henry kissed Bruce on the cheek, took his hand and led him to a table at the rear of the bar. “Welcome to your next lesson, Navigating a Gay Bar, Fred and I will team teach this class.” ‘Gay Bar’, Bruce had heard the expression but had no idea what to expect. He then realized that everyone in the bar was male and probably gay which explained the acceptance of the kiss at the door. As soon as they sat a swishy waiter sashayed up to their table. “Hi, I’m Mike and I am here to please you and serve you.” He said this with a twinkle in his eyes. He was definitely advertising his sexuality. On inspection Bruce noted he wore eye makeup, a snug fitting shirt that emphasized hard nipples, the size of the bulge in the tight pants may have been enhanced with a sock and the ass globes were highly inviting. He took their beer orders and upon returning he looked at Bruce stating, “I have not seen you here before. Your eyes tell me this is a new experience for you. If there is any way and I mean ANY WAY I can make your visit pleasurable give me a nod and my ass will run right over to you.” With this he walked away with his ass gyrating the message, ‘Hi, I am available’. Sitting at the table, holding Fred’s hand, Bruce was totally at ease. He soon understood why his friend had found Henry so interesting. Fred had told him a lot about Henry including his ‘hotness’, ability to help him explore his sexuality and his love of Seth who had died in a tragic auto accident. While Fred had failed to mention Henry was black this seemed unimportant now as he got to know him. Suddenly Henry got up and hastened to the entrance as two men came through the door. He embraced both of them with his strong arms and the two returned the hug. Following kisses that were not as intense as Fred had received he led them to their table. Bruce was soon introduced to Vlad and Aiden. Vlad shook his hand and then pulled him into an embrace, “We have heard so much about you. Now we see with our own eyes why Fred is so smitten.” For the next hour they shared beers, jokes and conversation. This was the first time in his life Bruce was with a group of people that he felt totally comfortable with. He was surprised when suddenly Henry said, “Isn’t it about time you two leave. I will not be home before 10:00 (two hours later).” He then handed Fred a key saying, “Enjoy. Just slide it under the door when you leave. I have a spare one with me.” A surprised and happy Bruce followed Fred as they departed the bar. Before leaving each kissed every man at the table. As they drove to Henry’s apartment Fred told him that Henry had offered the use of his place for a couple of hours since they had no place to be together other than the gym. After quick showers they entered Henry’s bedroom. There was a large framed painting on the wall of Henry and another man embracing. Bruce correctly assumed this was Seth. Fred explained that Seth was a talented artist and had done the painting. The bed which appeared to be freshly made had the covers turned back. Rose petals had been sprinkled on the bed and pillows. As they crawled between the lavender satin sheets their bodies entwined. This was their first opportunity to make love other than in the utilitarian locker room with its cold concrete floor, narrow hardwood benches and tiny shower stalls. After a half hour of cuddling and touching they moved into the 69 position with each soon swallowing the nectar of the other. After three cummings they reluctantly dressed. As they drove back to the west side Bruce asked when the next lesson would be. “Meet me at the store as soon as you get off work tomorrow (Saturday afternoon),” was all Fred would say. As soon as Bruce was in the privacy of his bed he discussed the happy events of the evening with his exhausted dick that was both willing to listen and ejaculate a small tribute. Meanwhile Fred was having the same conversation with his fatigued but not totally worn out piece. The next evening as they walked up the steps to the entrance of Cleveland’s Club Bath Bruce had absolutely no idea what to expect. How could anything outshine his experience at the bar followed by love making in a real bed the previous evening. Fred paid at the entrance counter and they were given two towels and two keys. Fred explained that he had rented a private room and a locker which they would not use as the two would share the room. Bruce felt like he had fallen down a pit and entered Never-Never Land. As they walked down the hall two men passed them, each wearing only a towel around his waist. The first was incredibly handsome, about thirty with six pack abs and an ‘aren’t I beautiful, don’t touch’ me expression on his face’. The next, an older less attractive man smiled. Some of the doors to the rooms were open. In one he saw a guy sitting on the edge of a small bed platform jerking off, in another a guy was on his back naked with a soft dick and in another the man was on his stomach with his feet slightly parted and ass exposed. Next to his ass were a couple of rubbers and a tube of something. He was totally bewildered as Fred unlocked a door. Their tiny room had a narrow platform with a thin sheet covered mattress at the side and a narrow walkway about three feet (90 cm) wide straight in from the door. At the end of the walkway there was a built in shelf even with the bed. The wall opposite the bed had a long mirror. On the wall over the shelf were two hooks, each with a hanger. As Fred closed the door he said, “Let the lesson begin. This is called a ‘Bath House’. Most men came here to have anonymous sex. Some are here in the hope of finding a life soulmate, a few are here to just observe and some like you and I are here because it is a place where two men who have no private place to go can enjoy each other. Let’s get naked, wrap towels around our waists and take a tour.” Bruce was in a daze as they toured the place. Fred’s explanation of the facility and how men acted, reacted and connected was similar to the lecture he had received from Henry a year earlier. Bruce sensed that Fred was looking for something or someone as he peered in each room. He stopped at an open door. Taking Bruce’s hand Fred pulled him into the room. Lying on the bed in the dark room was a black skinned man with a towel around his waist. When the man reached for the dimmer light switch and turned it up Bruce suddenly realized Fred’s friend, Henry, was the man on the bed. Fred explained, “When I told Henry we were coming here today he suggested that he help with your man education. He also offered to give you a special demonstration of man parts. I hope you do not mind but I told Henry the only dicks you had seen up close other than mine was your brother’s when like a ‘good brother’ he taught you the joys of jerking off and our muscle friend at the gym who enjoys showing off his nice uncut piece.” Henry continued, “Close the door and sit down my friends.” Henry then stood and let his towel drop to the floor. “While you observed the uncut dick on the muscle man at the gym you did not have the pleasure of examining it up close. For the sake of education (said with a smile) I am making my dick available for your inspection and manipulation. That is if you want such an experience.” Henry’s dick was close to Bruce’s face. Without hesitation Bruce reached up and gently touched the shaft which being soft had a totally covered head. As Bruce started to push the skin back the shaft jerked. His gentle touch encouraged the piece to slowly grow and expand. As it enlarged the pink head peeped out of the skin opening. As the fascinated young man watched it grow he softly took hold of the shaft and pull forward hiding the head under skin. He then pushed back exposing the head now oozing juice from the piss hole. When Henry suggested that he kiss it he leaned in and gently placed his tongue on the tip of the head. Fred then kneeled next to Bruce. When Bruce kissed the shaft a second time Fred leaned in and also kissed it. With their lips on either side of the dick head the two kissed with their lips touching. Bruce continued to examine the head, skin, shaft and balls with both his eyes and tongue. When Henry announced that he was close Bruce continued his exploration until cum began shooting and landing on the young man’s chest. Following showers Henry returned to his room for a period of rejuvenation and the young men continued their exploration. Walking past a door that was slightly open Fred looked in and saw activity that he wanted Bruce to observe. There was no resistance when he fully opened the door and he and Bruce entered the tiny room. Two men probably in their forties were on the bed. One was kneeling with his ass exposed and the other was fucking him. Not only was Bruce seeing his first fuck, he was seeing it up close. The fucker pulled out and rolled the bottom onto his back. He then placed a pillow under the ass and shoved his dick back into the apparently eager hole. Both men were sweating and squirming. Eventually the top pulled out as his hard dick began shooting onto the chest of the bottom. Fred guided Bruce out of the room. He led him to the large, dim orgy room and suggested they sit in the corner. As Fred explained the mechanics and joy of fucking a man walked into the room and lay on his back on the platform in the middle of the room. Soon someone entered and accepted the obvious invitation to fuck. By now a bewildered and extremely horny Bruce wrapped his body around Fred’s as they lay on the platform in a corner of the large dim room. Their love making was intense. A few men approached them offering to join in. Fred gently pushed away any advances. Following earth-shattering cummings by both they showered and continued their exploration. They had touchie / feelie experiences with a few anonymous men in the misty darkness of the steam room and Jacuzzi. Back in their own small room with a dimmed light they had the longest and most intense love session ever. They never saw their friend Henry again. Later he told Fred he had a two hour session of loving, fucking and sleeping followed by more loving and sucking with a Hispanic man his age. At Bruce’s request they returned to the bath the following evening. While this visit did include some observations of man sex and playing with various dicks, those activates were just appetizers for their evening together in the tiny room doing what two men in love do (except fucking was never considered). A week later Henry accompanied them on a visit to the home of Alex and Roland. Bruce not only enjoyed a delicious dinner he keenly observed both Henry and his Fred fuck Alex. While Bruce was not ready to be a top or bottom he did enjoy the performance. They discussed their activates at the baths and agreed that anonymous sex was something neither wanted. While they did enjoy occasional romps with Henry and dinners with Alex and Roland followed by the special dessert served to Fred and observed by Bruce they had no desire for encounters with others. A month later while sharing a pizza in a booth at the back of the restaurant prior to private time in the gym after closing Fred took Bruce’s hand. He then said to his friend words he had never uttered before, “I love you”. Bruce squeezed his hand and with tears in his eyes responded, “And, I love you.” Although the gym officially closed at 8:00 that evening they did not leave until 11:00 having made love (but no fucking – yet, if ever) on exercise mats taken into the locker room for privacy since the exercise area had windows to advertise the gym’s facilities.
  10. Tallguyct

    The UPS Driver Delivers

    April 1975 The UPS man, Bruce had made his delivery on Monday. Tuesday morning Fred could think of nothing but this new man in his life. Although there meeting had been only a few minutes and they had only exchanged a few words Fred felt like he knew the soul of Bruce. His uncle commented midmorning, “You seem in a daze, are you feeling OK?” Bruce replied that he had an examination that evening in his Federal Income Tax class that worried him. When his uncle suggested he take the rest of the day off to study Bruce panicked. He could not tell his uncle there was no test and his mood resulted from thoughts, perplexed thoughts, about the new UPS delivery man. He told his uncle that he was prepared and that working would help clear his head. UPS deliveries were usually received mid-day. By mid-afternoon Fred accepted the fact that there would be no delivery. He knew he should not expect a delivery since UPS deliveries only happened every two or three days, sometimes there was no delivery for a week. The bulk of merchandise was delivered by the hardware store supplier on Thursday afternoons. Only unusual items or special orders were delivered by UPS. Wednesday when his uncle asked about his Tuesday evening exam Fred told him he had anticipated the question topics and was well prepared (while thinking to himself – wish that were true – but there was no exam). No delivery on Wednesday or Thursday. A disappointed Fred was relieved that at least there had not been a delivery by a different driver. On Friday soon after noon a totally frustrated Fred saw the UPS truck park outside. He was exasperated because a customer was driving him crazy. For thirty minutes he had been helping her selected the right shade of lavender paint to match her powder room curtains. Finally, she decided that the curtains should be replaced and that she would not be able to select a paint color until she selected fabric to make new curtains. While he felt sorry for whoever waited on her at the fabric store he welcomed Bruce, “What have you for me today? We have not seen you for a few days.” Bruce replied with a cheery reply as Fred signed for the merchandise. He had been rehearsing comments he might make to prolong the visit. “Would you like a cup of coffee?” Bruce replied, “No thank you. Actually I drink no caffeine based products. But, if you have hot water available I could make myself some tea.” Fred replied that he would put the pot in the back room on and boiling water would be available in a couple of minutes. Bruce went to his truck to retrieve his thermos and returned with it and a tea bag. Fred invited him into the back room. “Do you mind if I sit for a couple of minutes. I’m ahead of schedule and could sure enjoy a short break.” Fred invited him to stay as long as he wanted. “You did not need to bring your own tea bag. We have a supply.” “Actually, I do not drink regular tea. Again, the caffeine issue. This is a special tea, Rooibos, imported from South Africa that I get at a health food store. It contains powerful antioxidants that boost the immune system.” “That sounds interesting and healthy. And you do look healthy.” “This is the only tea bag I have with me. I will drop some off with my next delivery if you want to try it.” “If you recommend it, it must be good for the diet. Your body appears to be very fit and vigorous.” Suddenly Fred realized that maybe he had gone too far to let Bruce know he had inspected his body. He was greatly relieved when Bruce said, “Thank you for the compliment. I am very particular about my diet. I also exercise regularly. Thanks for the hot water and chance to take a break. May I use your john (slang for toilet)?” “Of course, the first door on your left down that hall. Between my working here full time and attending university nights I do not have time for proper exercise. Maybe at your next delivery you could tell me more about you exercise regime.” “Gladly, but you might wish you hadn’t asked. Once I get started on diet and exercise I cannot stop talking. My brother tells me I am obsessed with it. If it is convenient I could eat my lunch here while we discuss a healthy life style. Usually I eat it in the truck. Now, if I don’t get to the john soon I’ll piss in my pants.” Returning from the bathroom Bruce laughed as he admitted. “If I had not used your facility I would have done what I frequently do. Piss in a jar I keep in the back of my truck. See you.” The following Tuesday Bruce arrived with a delivery around noon. When Fred asked him if he would like to take his lunch break in their back room he said, ‘Yes’, with a smile. He brought in his lunch bag. As he sat he took out the contents: two hard cooked eggs, a banana, an apple, a small container that Fred learned was plain yogurt and two cookies. His drink was rooibos tea. “You certainly eat healthy. I’m surprised to see cookies on your menu.” Bruce laughed, “These are not cookies.” He broke off a piece for Fred to taste. “They are high fiber baked goods made with whole wheat flour, ground flax seed and sun flower seeds.” Fred tasted it. He commented that they ‘tasted very Healthy’ without adding that they also tasted like cardboard. Fred commented, “My lunch looks pathetic compared to yours.” Observing Fred’s lunch Bruce did not comment on the evils of processed cold cuts in a sandwich made from Wonder Bread (bread made of refined flour), greasy potato chips, Coca-Cola and chocolate chip cookies. The following week Bruce had deliveries for the store and lunch with Fred twice. The next week he stopped by on Monday. “I do not have any delivery for you. Do you mind if I eat lunch here?” Fred enthusiastically replied ‘Yes’ and they continued their conversation during which Bruce had politely and subtly commented on Fred’s unhealthy diet. Over the course of these two weeks Fred learned Bruce’s background, likes and dislikes. He had grown up in a small town on the Ohio River just across the river from Wheeling, West Virginia. After graduation from high school he drove a delivery truck for Kroger’s Supermarkets. His older brother had moved to Cleveland where he worked at the Chevrolet Plant in Parma. He had married his high school sweetheart and they moved into a rented house on Cleveland’s west side. Bruce had visited his brother and decided he preferred Cleveland to the Ohio River Industrial Valley. He was hired by UPS to work in their distribution center and moved in with his brother and wife. Six months later he changed to a driver’s position with UPS. While he was happy living with his brother and wife he someday wanted to be on his own. At first he slept in a bedroom next to his brother and wife. The young couple were very much in love and expressed it almost every night. When Bruce suggested that he would move to the unfinished attic for more privacy his brother had no objections. Bruce told Fred that “It is hotter than hell in that attic on summer nights. There is only a small window at each end. Even with a window fan and my sleeping naked I sweat like a pig.” At the thought of Bruce sleeping naked Fred’s dick responded. Bruce’s eating habits were extremely healthy. He ate very little red meat and only chicken occasionally. He wished he could have fresh fist but was afraid to eat fist from polluted Lake Erie. He ate large quantity of fruits and vegetables and made sure his diet included sufficient amounts of protein, fiber and calcium. When Bruce explained his exercise routine Fred’s dick again responded while picturing him sweating at a gym. When Fred asked him about girlfriends Bruce responded that he had dated in high school because it was expected. “In my senior year a very pretty and popular girl flirted with me which was unusual since I was known as a quiet guy. I borrowed my dad’s Plymouth and on our first date we went to the movies. She led us to the balcony where it was darker than in the lower area. This area was famous for making out. She led me to a seat in the back row off to the side. This area was behind and out of sight of anyone else in the dark theater. As soon as we sat she had her hand on my dick. Of course I got hard. Then she took my hand and guided it to her cunt. She had pulled her dress up above her knees and was not wearing panties. With her legs spread she held my hand and rubbed it over her hairy thatch. Then she took my finger and shoved it into her hole. She pushed my hand back and forth as I finger fucked her. Then she pulled it out and took two of my fingers and shoved both in. She manipulated the thumb so it was rubbing her above the hole. She began to moan and whispered to me, ‘You know just how to make a girl feel good.’ Actually I had no idea how to make a girl feel good since this was the first girl I had ever touched and had never even seen a naked girl. After a while of fingering she gasped and I could feel her cunt area pulsate. ‘Do, do, keep it up’ she moaned. By the end of the movie my hand was numb from holding the area down that was now slimy and slippery.” “As soon as we got into the car which was parked, as she had suggested, at the back of the theater parking lot she had my pants open and had pulled out my dick. She must have been very experienced with men’s pants and underwear to have gotten me out so easily. She started stroking it saying, ‘You are such a man. I want this big prick in me.’ Her saying I had a big prick was a surprise to me. I had never seen a man hard except my older brother when he was sixteen and I was thirteen and he taught me how to beat off. My soft dick is less than impressive from what I have seen of others in the locker room at school and the gym where I exercise. When I gave an out-and-out ‘NO’ she told me she would give me a sample of what I was missing. She leaned over and took my almost hard dick in her mouth. She sure knew how to make a guy feel good. It was not too long until I was ready to shoot. I told her it was cumming. She moved away and I shot my load. What a mess. It landed on the dashboard of my dad’s car, on the steering wheel, on the floor and some landed on my pants leaving a big wet spot. I took her home and she leaned in giving me a kiss. Her tongue went down my throat. This almost made me puke as the cumming had eliminated any desire I might have. When I got home I found a rag in the garage to clean up the car. Luckily there was no one up to see the stain on the crotch of my pants.” “Safe in the privacy of my bedroom I took off my pants and white underwear briefs. To my shock I saw blood in my underwear. Looking down I also saw that my dick was red. Then I realized it was not blood. What kind of disease or rash had I gotten from her greedy mouth? Upon further examination I realized the red stains were lipstick. I knew I would have to throw my underwear briefs away as my mother did my laundry. I went into the shower to clean off my dick. Soap did nothing. After trying with a brush that caused pain I cleaned it with my hand using shampoo. I did not want to use a washcloth as I might get lipstick on it. The washing with shampoo removed some. Since no one ever saw my dick I decided it was best to just let it wear off. When I went to bed I put on another pair of briefs under my pajamas. I put paper towels inside the briefs to absorb any of the red. For the next two days I kept a paper towel in my briefs. Since nothing rubbed off onto the towel I felt safe and within a day there was no longer an indication of the adventure that was both pleasurable and in other ways disturbing.” “We had gone to the movie on a Saturday night. The next day in Church she approached me whispering, ‘You are an expert lover. I want your big prick in my tight hole. Why don’t we go out for a ride this afternoon?’ I told her I was not that kind of guy. She gave me a dirty look and Monday in school I saw her talking to another boy. Soon they were walking the halls holding hands. Two months later the day after graduation they got married and soon she appeared very pregnant. Now that I think about it I believe she knew she was pregnant and was looking for a father for her baby. Probably some guy she could not marry had knocked her up. I assume it was a married guy or someone she did not want to marry or possibly she had just fucked a stranger and did not know who the father was. Maybe it was the math teacher. He seemed like a pervert. In our small school everyone knew each other’s grades. In junior high she almost failed math. But when she took math from this guy she became a genius. My classmates laughed how he ogled her as she sat in the front row with her dress pulled up and her legs spread probably not wearing panties. That is my experience with girls.” “Compared to me, you are a man of the world. I have never seen a naked girl and actually have no desire to. While in high school I did date but never went beyond a kiss. After graduation from high school I no longer felt peer pressure to date, just mother pressure that I ignore. Bruce then made a hasty departure as his long story about his ‘girl experience’ had put him behind in his delivery schedule. The following day a smiling Bruce arrived at lunch time. He had no delivery for the store but again ate the healthy lunch he bought to the back room. When Fred suggested they go to a movie that weekend Bruce gladly accepted with the caveat, ‘I’ll go with you as long as we don’t sit in a dark corner of the balcony and you don’t force my finger into your crotch.’ While they laughed at the joke Fred again felt a twinge in his dick as he thought of sitting in a dark corner of the balcony with hands in each other’s crotches. Saturday evening they met at the store’s parking lot where Bruce left his car and they drove to the theater together. Sitting in the middle of the theater they enjoyed watching the suspenseful story taking place in the Swiss Alps, The Eiger Sanction, staring forty-five year old Clint Eastwood. Following the movie Bruce offered to treat Fred at Manner’s Big Boy restaurant. Fred was surprised that his friend would eat at a place famous for its hamburgers and rich food. Bruce admitted that one of his favorite desserts was Manner’s famous strawberry pie. While he ate healthy most of the time he was willing to splurge occasionally. Both had the famous pie. While Bruce had milk with his, Fred ordered a chocolate milkshake. They discussed Bruce’s exercise routine which took place at a small gym near his home. He invited Fred to join him there Sunday afternoon. Of course Fred readily accepted while visualizing his friend sweating while exercising and then showering. Bruce told Fred to bring shorts, a tee shirt, extra briefs and to wear sneakers. While he would probably not sweat during this introductory workout he should bring a towel in case he felt he needed a shower. He also told him underwear briefs would provide enough support to protect his jewels during this first session but he could wear a jockstrap if he felt it was necessary. He wore a jockstrap since his exercises were intense. Sunday afternoon when Fred entered the small gym he saw Bruce lifting weights. This was the first time he had an opportunity to see the leg and arm muscles of his friend. The delightful sight of the sweaty friend wearing short shorts and a tank top caused Fred’s dick to begin rising. Thankfully he was wearing tight briefs. Bruce put down the barbell and greeted his friend. He then introduced him to the owner, Sol. When Fred asked about paying for the use of the gym he was told the introductory session was free. Bruce took him to the small locker area where Fred needed to only change from street pants to shorts. He was already wearing tight briefs, a tee shirt and sneakers. Returning to the gym area Bruce told him warming up exercises at the beginning and cooling off exercises at the end were as important as the actual exercise. For the first warm up he told Fred to stand about three feet from the wall, place both hands on the wall, step forward with one leg and then lean in. As he did this Fred felt the muscles on the back leg stretch. Bruce reached down and ran his hand up the back of his lower leg where Fred felt the pain from stretching. As Bruce touched him he asked if he felt the muscle in the back of his leg stretch. This very innocent touch from a trainer sent shivers through Fred’s entire body. This was the first time he had actual physical contact with his friend. The warm ups continued with arm movements. Bruce stood in front of him and pushed his arms in place as he stretched them. The touching by Bruce continued as he gave instructions on the use of the equipment. In addition to using various pieces of exercise equipment such as the treadmill he also instructed Fred in the lifting of weights beginning with five pound (2.3 kg) dumbbells, hand held weights. As Bruce demonstrated Fred noted that as his friend raised his arms he saw his armpits were shaved and his tank top moved up revealing a thin trail of hair traveling down from the bellybutton. Between the touching, the sight of the clean shaved pits and treasure trail Fred was in a total state of erotic euphoria. He had to concentrate more on keeping his dick soft than the exercise regime. At the end of the session Bruce suggested they take showers. In the small locker room Bruce stripped down to his jock strap and walked to one of the three shower stalls carrying a towel. The ass cheeks Fred had so admired the first day when he watched Bruce walk out of the store were even more enticing when the straps of the jock strap outlined the ass bubbles as his friend walked to the shower. He disappeared behind the drawn curtain still wearing his jock strap. Fred striped to his Fruit of the Loom white briefs. Inside the privacy of the curtain covered stall he took off his underwear briefs and turned on the water. At the conclusion of his shower he opened the curtain and started to walk out naked when he saw Bruce emerge from his stall with his towel wrapped around his waist. Fred quickly did the same. In the dressing area Bruce slipped on clean underwear while still covered with the towel. A very disappointed Fred decided he was not going to hide his package while also not flaunt it. Standing next to Bruce he removed the towel and put on his clean underwear. Bruce might have spied him from a side angle. Bruce then suggested they grab a bite to eat recommending a pizza place where they shared a vegetarian pizza. While Bruce just drank water Fred had a coke. When ordering Bruce suggested they have pepperoni or sausage or both put on one side for Fred. Fred declined and while they eat he told his friend that he understood eating less red meat, especially processed meat, was healthy and that he had modified his diet. His mother was not happy that her son was not getting enough meat when Fred ate smaller portions. He had tried to explain the health benefits of eating less of or no red meat. This was something she could not understand. For the next two weeks their lives became very intertwined. Most days Bruce stopped by with his lunch. On Thursday evenings and Sunday afternoons they visited the gym together. Fred was limited as to the amount of free time he had as he had classes on Tuesday and Wednesday evenings and needed to study Monday evenings. On either Friday or Saturday evening they went to a movie. Fred was happy with their relationship except for the lack of intimate contact. They had only touched each other that first day at the gym when he learned to exercise and use equipment. He had never seen Bruce naked. It was not that he wanted to see his friend’s dick as much as he wanted his friend to be comfortable being naked with him. They had showered together six times and Bruce never exposed himself while Fred would briefly as he dressed. On the second Thursday after their first gym encounter a sexually frustrated Fred told his uncle he needed to leave work early to prepare for class. He visited Club Cleveland for two hours prior to his class playing in the steam room and fucking a guy in his private small room. After the visit he felt guilty but was not sure if he would ever have an intimate relationship with his new friend. The following Sunday afternoon Bruce suggested they have their pizza prior to the gym. The owner had asked Bruce to close up for him so he could go home early for his son’s birthday party. After pizza they arrived at the gym an hour before the Sunday closing time of 6 pm (18.00). The owner departed as soon as they arrived. Bruce had done the closing other times. Fred now knew the routine and they exercised separately. Everyone else had departed by 5:30 so Bruce locked the front door and put up the ‘CLOSED’ sign. Bruce asked him how he felt. Fred replied that between the stress of his upcoming final exams and the extra work out that day he felt tight all over. Bruce then asked, “Would you like a massage? There is a folding massage table in the closet. A good rubdown would relieve your stress.” Fred thought to himself, ‘If he touches me I will get a rock hard boner. That is a good idea. It will let him know my feelings. He can ignore it or something might happen.’ He replied aloud, “That may be just what I need. Thanks for the offer.” Bruce set up the massage table in a corner next to the locker room. Fred wondered if he intentionally put it where someone walking by could not see what was going on through the window. Bruce then told Fred to undress and lay on his stomach. Fred undressed while Bruce went to the closet to get massage oils and a towel. Returning from the closet he placed the towel over Fred’s ass area. After lubricating his hands with massage oil Bruce stood at the head of the table and started with the neck and shoulders and then rubbed down the back to the top of the towel. He then did each leg from the bottom of the ass cheeks to the toes. Fred was surprised when Bruce gently rubbed his balls tucked between his slightly spread legs. Was the ball touch an accident or an intentional move? Fred moaning with pleasure and told Bruce, “This is my first massage and it feels wonderful, all over, everyplace you touch.” Fred turned his head and looked at Bruce’s crotch. There was a bulge pushing out from the short shorts he wore. Bruce told him to roll over. As Fred rolled Bruce held the towel so his privates were not exposed. Fred both mortified and thrilled lay on his back with the towel not only tented but also showing a stain of precum. Bruce looked at the tent and then at Fred. “That was the reaction I was expecting. May I remove the towel?”
  11. Tallguyct

    The Education of a Young Man Continues

    May 1974 At the home of Fred’s parents, Mrs. Blackburn, his mother commented on their son’s new attitude. “Fred certainly has been a good mood the past few weeks. I am glad he is going out with friends more often. He certainly seems to enjoy his evening literature class. I thought an accounting student would be more interested in business classes. The play he is attending at the Cleveland Play House followed by dinner should be fun. I hope there is a girl involved. (Actually, while he had told his parents he was attending a play with some of his class mates he really planed on a lesson about man fucking taught by his new friend, Henry.) She continued, “I wonder what the girl is like. I hope she is a Lutheran or at least a Protestant. I would be mortified if he married a Catholic.” By this time Fred’s father, Al, had had enough of his wife’s ramblings. “Maybe she is a Jew. Maybe she is a Puerto Rican, a lot of them are moving to Cleveland. She could be Asian or possibly a Negro.” He knew this would get his wife riled up. “Oh my land’s sake. He would never get involved with someone who is not a white Christian. Whatever made you say that?” Mother would have been totally overwrought and incensed if she knew his plans for the day, receiving a lesson in man fucking form his Negro friend, Henry. As mother continued father had some thoughts. ‘If there is a girl involved I hope he is getting some. I should have had a talk with him about using rubbers.’ Continuing his thoughts about Fred he recollected the time when his son was seventeen when he walked in on him while the boy was jerking-off. What he remembers most was proudly seeing the well-formed large dick his son had inherited from him. With a laugh he had told his embarrassed son, “Sorry, I did not mean to interrupt. Go for it, a man has to do what a man has to do.” Later that day he told his son, “Don’t be embarrassed about what I saw. It’s natural for a guy to take care of himself one way or another. I have a secret to share. Remember when we celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary a few months ago a couple of weeks before your 17th birthday. The truth is it was really our 17th anniversary. You do the math. Thanks to a broken rubber your conception moved marriage plans up a few years. We had planned getting married in the future and having children. That incident just pushed up the schedule. Don’t tell your mother I shared this with you. She likes to play an innocent virtuous role.” Father then went down to his basement workshop to work on a project. Actually the project was his dick. Although his wife had been hot to trot and very aggressive when they were teenagers now over twenty years later she had cooled off. He almost felt like he was getting a mercy fuck once a month as she with no emotion laid on her back. There were other ways to take care of himself. He took out a hidden copy of the newly published magazine, Hustler. This magazine, unlike the almost mainstream Playboy showed explicit views of female pussies, being the first major USA based magazine to do so. He pulled out his impressive dick and began stroking. Simultaneously with his cumming into the ever ready waste basket he heard the phone ringing upstairs. His wife called downstairs, “It’s your office. They want to talk about a 3:00 showing of a house on Pelham Drive.” Hearing this message his dick now tucked into his pants and still oozing after-cum started to get hard again. As a real estate agent showing homes was a significant part of his job. However, life had taken a twist. Five years earlier following an out of town seminar he and one of his colleagues, Jenny, discussed life in the hotel bar. After too many drinks she told him she thought her husband preferred men. He had not initiated sex for over a year, she had found magazines with photos of naked men in his brief case and once when he went golfing with his best friend he forgot to take his gold clubs. She called the wife of his friend and using the pretense for information asked about a recipe for banana bread, had casually mentioned their husbands’ golf outing. The wife confirmed that her husband was indeed having a good round of golf. She did not tell the wife that they were probably doing something other than golf. Al being somewhat frustrated with his wife’s lack of interest in sex and under the influence of a couple of beers suggested they have a drink in his room. That coupling started a relationship that was satisfying to both Al and his real estate business associate. When his wife called down that there was to be a showing on Pelham Drive he knew exactly what would happen. He would do a showing on Pelham but it would not be the house but his dick. The owners of this house had moved out and it would not go on the market for another two weeks as repairs and cleaning were necessary prior to showing it. He would meet Jenny and they would have a grand time. By the time he got upstairs to the phone he was having a hard time hiding his erection as he thought about Jenny’s lips on his dick and his fucking the cleavage of her breasts followed by a multi-position screw. Jenny had accepted her husband for what he was: a good father to their three children, a great provider, an adventuresome travel mate and a nice man overall. While his father prepared to fuck in the vacant house on Pelham Drive Fred drove with Henry to the place of his next lesson, fucking. On their way Henry pulled into a parking area of a city park. “Prior to our main lesson today I thought I would give you some extra insight. Let’s take a walk.” As they walked along a somewhat secluded path in the park they passed a man leaning against a tree smoking. “Don’t stare, but see that man there. I am 96% sure he wants sex, either a quick jerk-off, blow job or maybe even a fuck. But I am also 1% into thinking he is a serial killer or someone out to beat up gays. Or there is as 1% chance he is waiting to rob you. He might get you behind a tree with your pants down and dick out. While checking out your dick he could be after your wallet that is in your pocket around your knees or lower. Also there is a 1% possibility he is an undercover cop planning to arrest perverts like us. But also there is a very small 1% possibility that he is a straight guy just out for a walk to get fresh air.” “Cruising parks or neighborhoods can be found in various places all over the country and from what I have heard all over the world. I brought you here to give you a warning. Please my friend, stay away. As tempting as it looks it could be dangerous. If you ever should visit a place like this do not carry a wallet with a large amount of money and your driver’s license or credit cards. I suggest that when you go someplace like this or to a bar or any place where you might have an encounter with a stranger that you carry a fake wallet. Put a couple of dollars in an old wallet. Also put a fake credit card or two in it. Every few weeks I receive a mailing from American Express or other credit card company wanting me to apply for a card. These mailings usually include a sample card with the name on it as ‘Your Name’ and an account number like 1234-5678-1234-5678. Put one or two of these promotional cards in your wallet. Now if a thief steals your wallet he will happily run away, especially if he sees the credit cards. Later he will discover he has gotten only a couple of dollars and fake cards. If you carry no wallet he may get hostile or assume you have it hidden someplace on you or back in your car. He might get aggressive and if he has accomplices overpower you. Now that you have had an extra lesson let’s get on our fucking way.” As they drove to the next lesson Henry told Fred he had spoken to two friends and one of them would be very willing to be topped by the virgin to fucking. He then gave a brief description of his friends Roland and Alex. He explained that Alex enjoyed preparing gourmet dinners followed by a robust ending, he being the dessert. Henry explained that Fred could just watch or if he felt the desire participate. While Fred did not feel he would want to top the older man he knew he would enjoy watching his friend’s well-endowed piece plowing into him. Lesson IV - Fucking Arriving at the home of Henry’s friends they were greeted at the door by the handsome Russian. As Alex started to introduce their new guest to his lover Roland exclaimed, “Welcome to our home Fred Blackburn. I never expected you were the handsome young man we would be hosting this evening.” At first Fred was surprised that his host seemed to know him. Then he realized he was the manager at the downtown bookstore he frequented. Being a lover of literature Fred had frequently visited Burroughs Bookstore near Public Square. He had spoken to Roland a few times and once had given his name when he ordered a book. “I am surprised you remember me and especially that you know my name. I think I only gave it to you once.” Roland replied, “I remember the names of my most handsome sexy customers. During our brief conversations I had the feeling you were someone who enjoyed the company of men. Now to my great pleasure and hopefully the enjoyment of Alex I discover you truly are someone who shares our passions. Come into the living room and tell me all about yourself while Henry helps Alex put the final touches on the dinner.” The evening proceeded as Henry had predicted and following the delicious meal prepared by Alex, the cook excused himself to go upstairs and prepare for dessert while the others cleared the table. A few minutes later as they approached the bedroom Alex stepped from the bathroom wearing a silk robe. With a twinkle in his eyes he stated, “Dessert is ready to be served.” Henry had explained the likely after dinner activities to Fred. He had also told the student he had various options: he could join in and fuck the Russian, he could jerkoff while watching, he could just watch or he could wait in the living room while Henry gave Alex what he wanted. He did not need to feel pressured to do anything that he did not want to do. When Alex sat at the edge of the bed with his robe open and hard natural dick beckoning to Henry no further invitation was needed. Henry dropped his pants to his knees and removed his shirt. Roland stepped in and applied K-Y to his lover’s anxious ass and Henry’s equally anxious dick. Placing Alex’s knees on his shoulders he moved in. Knowing what his friend wanted he dispensed with any foreplay. Pulling back the skin partially covering his hefty black dick he placed it against the waiting rosebud and shoved in. Alex loudly cried out from the pain and pleasure his friend gave him. The feeling was 10% pain and 90% pleasure. Henry thrust to a near completion and pulled out. Meanwhile he had gestured for Fred to stand at his side. With an arm around Fred he continued to pump into his friend. Pulling out he held his hard precum dripping dick so that both Alex and Fred could inspect it. He then whispered into his friend’s ear, “Would you like to take over for a while?” Henry could see the wet stain at the tip of the bulge of Fred’s pants. Fred hesitated and then said a quiet ‘yes’. He did not bother to drop his pants, he just opened his fly. He placed his mushroom head against the waiting hole. He was surprised when it slid in with no effort. Being an ass virgin he was not aware that between the experience of Alex’s hole and its preparation by Henry’s impressive piece this evening it would be easily penetrated. The feeling was like nothing Fred had ever witnessed. Through the years his hand had given his dick enormous pleasure. The blowjobs by Henry had resulted in even more intense feelings. He was not prepared for the powerful gratification that his dick was receiving. His emotions were so high and his dick so eager that to his delight and then sadness it ended almost immediately. The discharge he felt was the most intense of his life. It was so intense that he fell forward landing on Alex’s chest. His entire body suddenly became numb with pleasure. Henry almost shot his load just witnessing the reaction of his fucking student. Alex embraced him. They kissed as the young man’s dripping dick slipped out. Finally Fred felt strong enough to move away and stand up. Roland reached with a tissue and wiped off remaining cum drops. A totally motivated Henry slammed into his friend resulting in more cries of pleasure. Three times he fucked to near completing and pulled out. After the third time as he held his dick ready to plunge in again Alex called out, “Please, feed it to me!” Henry leaned forward and with a couple of strokes was filling the eager mouth of his Russian friend. When Henry pulled back and stood Fred whispered into his ear. Henry replied, “Oh course you may.” He then announced, “My friend would like another session.” Having dropped his pants and removed his shirt a rock hard Fred moved in and happily returned to the waiting hole. This time he lasted longer finally depositing another intense load. As Henry and Fred used tissues to clean their happy dicks Roland’s robe fell open revealing his magnum piece. Fred gulped in surprise as he saw the largest dick, both in length and girth, he had ever seen poised ready for action. Never had he considered such a petite man could brandish a dick this massive. As Roland crawled into bed with his lover the student and teacher quietly departed. As they drove back to Henry’s apartment where Fred had left his car the young man could not stop talking about the awesomeness of the fuck. Finally Henry was able to break in and tell his friend he had passed the fucking lesson with an A+ and that he had another lesson planned. Without hesitation Fred replied, “IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE. What is the topic?” Henry told him it would be a surprise and they agreed to meet at his apartment at 3:00 in the afternoon of the following day, Sunday. Lesson V – Navigating a Gay Bar The next lesson was navigating a gay bar. Henry decided they should visit the bar on a Sunday afternoon rather than a Saturday evening when it would be packed. Upon entering the bar Henry asked Fred if he noticed anything different. Looking around the young man noticed nothing strange. Although he was not a regular bar fly visiting a bar was not a new experience. Henry ordered two beers at the bar and they sat at a table in the back. Suddenly Fred noticed, “There are only men at this bar. Some of them seem very friendly. I just saw two guys kiss.” At that instant Mike, the swishy server, approached their table, “Are you guys ready for another round of beers?” Then looking at Henry he continued, “Haven’t seen you here for a while.” Then as he ogled Fred, “What a sweet innocent boy who I could teach so much.” Henry ordered another round of beers. Fred asked, “Is this a bar for gay men? That waiter certainly appears to be friendly.” “You are very observant” Henry replied. They then discussed the joys and pitfalls of visiting a gay bar. Henry was very emphatic when he told Fred that he should be extremely careful about friendships made at the bar. “While most of these men are like you, just looking for some enjoyment this afternoon you never know if you might be talking to a sadistic rapist or gay basher. The most innocent looking person could possibly be out for pleasures that would put you in great danger. While such incidents are rare, you never know. I have had casual hookups and never had a problem. But again, always be aware.” Note: Henry’s warnings were not unwarranted. Starting just a couple of years later, Jeffrey Dahmer, the serial killer and sex offender committed the rape, murder and dismemberment of seventeen men and boys from 1978 to 1991. While the majority of his heinous crimes took place in Wisconsin his first murder was soon after his high school graduation at the age of eighteen in his home town, Bath Ohio. This small town was just 25 miles (40 km) from where Fred was sitting in a bar in Cleveland. Fred enjoyed watching the interactions between the men. He noted some men had handkerchiefs prominently hanging from their pockets. He told Henry he had read about the handkerchief code in one of the gay paperbacks but did not understand the meaning. Henry enlightened him, “The different colors represent the man’s preference. Depending on which rear pocket it’s in tells if he is a giver or taker. While there are many colors and hanky designs the common ones are: Dark blue / fuck (left - top, right -bottom), Light blue / Cock sucking (sucker, wants to be sucked), White / Jack off, Yellow / piss (pisser, pissee), Brown - if yellow is piss don’t ask what brown means, Green / Hustler (for rent, willing to pay), Mustard / Hung (+ 8 inches, 20 cm., wants a big one).” To the relief of all there were no brown hankies visible. Henry decided not to include the mention of ‘red’ handkerchiefs in the current lesson. Red indicated the desire to be fisted, something that was too early for discussion. Lesson VI – Man to Man Relationships Henry then felt it was necessary to discuss intimacy and the difference between casual sex and real love. Looking into Fred’s eyes he began, “Men and women have many levels of relationships. For gay men sometimes this connection is just a quick ‘getting it off’. This could take place in the back room of a bar, public toilet, off a path in the woods, at an office, in a factory or warehouse, a quick visit to a home or just about any place. Two guys getting it off with a fast jerk off, suck or fuck. It could last anywhere from five minutes to much longer. At the conclusion each go their own way never expecting to see each other again. At the other extreme is a loving relationship. Once two men get to know each other they realize this is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Eventually being together becomes more important than just sex. That is the kind of relationship I had with Seth. Within a day of meeting him until his tragic death he was the only man for me. Most relationships are somewhere between. For example, you and I. I enjoy being with you and I enjoy our sexual activities. I do not consider you a just casual blow job but a real friend. However, while I enjoy being with you I do not have the feelings for you that I had for Seth. You my friend, are a good friend, more than a sex mate and less than a lover. I hope you can accept this and understand it. Hopefully, someday you will meet Mr. Right. I did not plan to meet Seth, it just happened. Our friends, Roland and Alex, did not plan to develop a life time loving friendship. What started as a casual sexual adventure over forty years ago soon resulted in a lifetime commitment. Our little sex game of teacher / student is fun and very rewarding erotically.” Henry then leaned in to Fred and pulled his face to his as they kissed. If anyone noticed it was no big deal. This was why being in a gay bar was so relaxing. Henry then pointed out that while their visit to the bar was easy for some it was a very intense and possibly humiliating situation for others as they searched for Mr. Right. When Fred used the bathroom he heard moans coming from one of the stalls. Leaning slightly down he could see part way into the stall under the door. He saw someone on his knees and the feet of a standing person. The no longer naïve Fred knew exactly what they were doing and felt a warm wish for their happiness, at least a few minutes of happiness. Lesson VII – Fun at a Bath House For their next lesson Henry suggested they meet at a coffee shop in the Terminal Tower on Cleveland’s Public Square. When Henry arrived at the agreed time Saturday afternoon he found Fred at a table with a cup of coffee and donut. Joining him Henry explained that their destination would be like a final project where everything covered in the previous lessons, except the bar experience, could be studied further. The walk to Club Cleveland took just about ten minutes which gave Henry time to explain what to expect. Upon entering Henry paid for a room for Fred and a locker for himself. He assumed they would both share the room. Walking to the room they encountered about five men of different shapes, ages, colors and various degrees of hotness roaming the halls wearing only a towel wrapped around their waist. After undressing and wrapping towels around their waists Henry suggested they take a quick tour of the entire facility and then revisit areas of interest to Fred. While passing rooms with open doors and men inside Henry explained that these men were waiting for an encounter. If you thought the man was interesting you stopped at the door and smiled. He would let you know with body language that you were welcome to enter or not welcome. If a man was lying on his stomach he was most likely a ‘bottom’ waiting to be fucked. If you thought this was someone you would want to fuck you would enter the room and gently caress his ass. He would then lift his head up and look at you. If he smiled you closed the door and continued with him. If he shook his head ‘no’ you continued on your walk. They walked past a steam room where Fred was told men might approach him. It could be too steamy to actually see the man clearly, possibly just a shape. If he did not want to have an encounter he should just gently push their hand or lips away. Peeking into the sauna they saw four men. One sitting on the top level was playing with his hard dick. The others had towels hiding their dicks. Three men were in the Jacuzzi. The two sitting next to each other had hands under the bubbling water probably stroking each other. They then showered in an open area with six shower heads. Fred enjoyed watching an incredibly handsome man of about fifty soap and wash himself concentrating on his half hard large cut dick. He looked at Fred and did not appear annoyed that someone was scrutinizing him. He then smiled at Fred and stroked himself to full hardness. Their next stop was the steam room. Standing in the middle of the room he could only make out shapes through the hot mist. He suddenly discovered the man standing next to him was receiving a blow job from someone kneeling. To Fred’s amazement the man next to him reached for his dick and began stroking it. Fred was soon a full mast. The kneeler then turned his head and swallowed Fred. While he wanted to say ‘no, I’m just here as an observer’ his dick said, ‘that feels great, keep it up’. Not wanting to blow his load into the throat of a stranger Fred, as instructed, gently pushed the kneeler’s head back while saying, “Thanks, but it’s too soon to unload.” Henry who had been observing his friend stepped up, “Maybe you need a break.” After the steam room a quick shower was needed. As the two continued their exploration they passed a room with an open door. Looking in Fred saw the handsome older man from the first shower lying on his back stroking his impressive piece. Henry saw the smile on the man’s face directed to Fred. As they continued down the hall he asked his friend, “Did you find that man attractive?” Fred replied with a “You bet I do!” “Then go for it. Just remember, do not do anything you do not want to do. Also, if he wants to be fucked, please use a rubber.” Fred turned around and went back to the open door. He then entered and closed the door. Henry continued on his bath house travels. After fucking a thirty something athletic red head he returned to his room for rest and rejuvenation. About thirty minutes later a jubilant Fred returned. “That was incredible.” He then described his encounter that began with a long touching / cuddling session ending with Fred pumping a massive load down the strangers throat and then then watching him jack off. After closing the door to their cubical the two rested with bodies entwined. After about fifteen minutes Henry suggested, “You seem confident. Go out and find another adventure.” Fred did while Henry entertained a very tall (6’ 8” / 2.05 m) thin black young man of about twenty-five in their room. His massive circumcised eight inch (20 cm) tool was both a pleasure to play with and challenge to swallow. Henry was up to the challenge soon savoring the cream of this ebony twink. When they met in class the following week Henry handed his student a piece of paper with instructions to open it in private. After class they shared a table in a corner of the lounge where coffee, sodas and snacks were available from machines. Fred laughed as he read the document. Diploma The holder of this certificate has successfully completed a course in Man with High Honors. Excellent Grades were received in the following aeas of study: Friendly Jerk Offs, Touching, Cock Sucking, Fucking, Navigating a Gay Bar, Man to Man Relationships, Fun at a Bath House With a smile on his face, “You my friend are a first-rate teacher. Too bad your junior high teacher colleagues and students don’t knew your range of expertise in a certain field of education.” From that day forward the no ‘longer a virgin’ applied his lessons. He and Henry continued to meet to discuss books and have great encounters. He returned to the baths and on one occasion met his first bath mate, the fifty something handsome man, for another enjoyable interlude. He was surprised to discover his new friend was married and had two children, a boy and a girl, both a few years older than himself and that he was a recent grandfather. He returned to the bar where he had interesting conversations. Once while in the bathroom the guy at the next urinal offered to service him and he received a happy for the moment expertly given blow job in one of the stalls. Another time he went home with a stranger. This both excited and caused some fear. As it turned out the guy wanted to be pissed on, a topic that had not been included in Henry’s lectures. With the forty year old chubby guy sitting in the bath tub Fred let loose with a stream. The guy directed Fred’s dick toward his mouth and eagerly drank the yellow juice. Fred completed the visit by jerking off onto they guy’s eager face and then departed. As he drove home he thought to himself, ‘That was interesting, something I don’t care if I ever to again. But I’m glad I made the guy happy.’ One afternoon about a year after he met Henry he was working at his uncle’s store restocking merchandise on the shelves when the door opened. In walked a man dressed in brown carrying a carton. “Hi, I’m the new UPS (United Parcel Service) man assigned to this route.” He placed the box on the counter and handed Fred a clipboard with a receipt to be signed. As Fred signed the receipt on the clipboard he scrutinized this young man: in his twenties, about 5’10” ( 178 cm. ) same height as Fred, muscular arms, strong hands, a tight shirt covering a well-defined chest showing each nipple, an incredible smile on an angelic face. The name tag sewn on his shirt introduced ‘Bruce’. “Thanks for the delivery. I look forward to seeing you again Bruce.” “I do enjoy delivering. Hope to have something for you tomorrow.” As he walked out the door Fred gave a gasp at the sight of the incredible ass, two tight bouncy cheeks. Within minutes Fred was in the bathroom using his hand to give tribute to the man who delivered. Most evenings in the privacy of his bedroom Fred would take out one of the magazines he purchased with photos of men in various positions as an inspiration for a session with his fist and dick. This evening he needed no magazine as erotic thoughts of the delivery man provided the stimulus followed by an intense and long distance cumming.
  12. April 1974 As Henry walked into the Hawthorn Restaurant he saw Fred sitting at the bar holding a glass of Coca-Cola. He had doubted that the young man would follow up on the invitation. After shaking hands he sat next to his new friend and ordered a POC (Pride of Cleveland beer). ”We know very little about each other. Let’s wait until my friends arrive to hear your story. When you do tell only tell us what you are comfortable saying. Before they arrive I’ll give you background on the men you will be dining with tonight.” “Vladimir Melnikov who we call Vlad is in his fifties. Born in Moscow he attended a special school for students who showed proficiency in language. As the war broke out he was assigned to be an interpreter of German to an important Soviet general who also became his bedmate. After the war he was assigned to a Soviet post in Berlin. By then he was proficient in both German and English. He met an American major, became disillusioned with the Soviet system, spied on the Soviets for the Americans and after almost being discovered escaped to the USA. He befriended an older American who encouraged him to attend college. Now Vlad is a professor of political science at Western-Reserve University. He lives with his friend Aiden. “Aiden grew up in a small rural town in western Georgia. He received an MBA (Master’s in Business Administration) from the University of Georgia. A friend in Georgia put him in contact with Vlad when he expressed an interest in pursuing a PhD in Economics. After meeting Vlad they became friends and as I told you live together. Aiden completed his PhD and is now on the faculty teaching finance at Cleveland State University. He is in his early forties. As a business student at Cleveland State you may have run into him or at least heard his name, Dr. Aiden Hudson.” As Henry began telling Fred his background Vlad and Aiden entered the restaurant. They were followed a few minutes by Lee and Owen. After introductions they were seated at their table and ordered dinner and drinks. Henry started the dialog. “As I told you earlier, Fred is a fellow student in my literature course at Cleveland State. Last week during a discussion of Giovanni's Room which you all have read a male student spouted off about homosexuals. I stood and gave a strong retort to his comments. After class Fred spoke to me stating he was conflicted about his feelings. I suggested he meet you and here we are. Just before you all arrived I gave Fred some background information on you. I know nothing about Fred and suggested he tell us his life history, at least that which he thinks is pertinent and that he is willing to share. So, my new friend, bare your soul to the extent you are willing. Although we were strangers now we are friends. I know these men well and can assure you they will not betray any secrets you care to share.” Fred began, “I am twenty-three years old and have lived with my parents in the suburb of Parma all my life. I am pursuing an accounting degree at Cleveland State going part-time at night. Days I work as a bookkeeper, sometimes sales person and errand boy for my uncle’s hardware store. After graduation I hope to work in public accounting and pass the CPA (Certified Public Accountant) exam. The reason I am enrolled in the literature course where I met Henry is twofold: first I enjoy reading and secondly I needed an additional liberal arts course as part of the general education portion of my business degree. I am a quiet guy and do not have close friends. I never dated in high school nor have since. I really do not have any interest in dating. My mother and aunts have given up on finding a girl for me. I do not know how to say this, I have erotic feelings about men but do not know how to act on them. My only sexual experience with others was around the ages of 11 – 14. The boys in my neighborhood would steal cigarettes from their moms and dads. We would smoke them behind one of the garages or in a wooded area near our homes. Also at this time the older boys proudly showed the younger ones their dicks. That was when I learned to jerk off. When the other boys got more interested in sports and girls the smoking and jerking off just faded away. I admit that I still enjoy taking care of myself. I have read many books that included men in relationships. There is a book store on West 25th Street that sells magazines and erotic paperbacks. I have purchased magazines with pictures of naked men and paperbacks with terribly written stories about the adventures of men with other men. Some of what they do I do not understand. I hope none of you think less of me for telling you that I enjoy such stuff.” Vlad commented, “My only question is, Will you share some of these books and magazines with us? I know we would all enjoy seeing them. Nothing you have said shocks any of us. I am sure we all had similar experiences learning to jerk off and believing we were going to hell for pleasuring ourselves. I am 54 years old and enjoy it as much as I did when I started at about the same age you did.” A relieved Fred continued, “Henry told me you all are comfortable with your life styles and have had interesting and meaningful relationships with other men. How do you do it? Where do you find your friends?” Vlad replied, “As the oldest and most experienced I will reveal some of my life adventures. The restaurant does not close for two hours and no one is waiting for our table so why don’t we order more beer stay here and share?” All of Vlad’s and the other’s adventures were originally told in this and other books of the Boys’Trilogy: Boys of the 1950s, Russia My Home and earlier chapters of this book, Life Goes On. The following is the opening scene in Book II of the Trilogy, Russia My Home. “I, was six year old and I remember it today, almost fifty years later, as vividly as in 1926, watching the men shower. My father was a tram (streetcar) operator in Moscow. Sometimes I would go with him and would ride the tram all day as he drove it. At the end of his shift we would return to the tram depot. There was a room in the depot where the drivers and maintenance men could prepare for the day’s work and relax at the end of their shifts prior to going home. One of the maintenance men had installed a crude shower in the corner of the room. It was just a pipe running from a cold water pipe, up the wall to about two meters (6+ feet) high. There was no shower head, just the end of the pipe spewing cold water. The water drained through a crack in the floor. As crude as it was to these men it was a luxury. They all either lived in crowded rooms in communal apartments with bathrooms shared by up to twenty people or homes with no bathroom or running water, just an outhouse in back and a water pump at the street corner.” “Even at that young age I realized one should not stare at naked men. But I wanted to and I did. I sat at a small table near the shower and drew pictures on scraps of paper. I would pretend to be concentrating on my art work while actually I was sneaking peeks at the men as they showered. Even today, many years later, I remember some of their bodies. My favorite, other than my handsome father, was Anatoli, a tall thin man. I don’t remember his age or face but I can describe in detail, even now almost fifty yeas later, his beautiful khuy (dick). His was the longest of all. His big balls hung low. When he showered he used a rag to gently soap his body and then wash. He always stroked the khuy a few times. He would pull the skin back and carefully clean the head. One day he caught me looking. He just laughed and said in a voice no one else would hear, ‘so you think I have a nice khuy. I hope that someday yours is as handsome as mine and that it gives you the enjoyment mine does.’ This was confusing. How could a khuy give you pleasure? With that he stroked it a couple of times and continued to wash. It seemed to be bigger than when he started his shower. From that day whenever he showered he would smile at me, carefully wash his khuy and balls and when finished with a bigger khuy wink at me.” Vlad continued summarizing some of his various hook-ups and in some cases loves. Franz Eberhardt was his high school teacher in the special school in Moscow for students proficient in learning foreign languages. The teacher had invited him to stay with him in his room so he could avoid a commute of over an hour each way which in the Russian winter could be miserable riding cold unheated trams. One cold night they shared a bed to stay warm and the inevitable happened. He never returned to his cold mat on the floor. The teacher, a German, had escaped to Moscow from Berlin when he was caught giving one of his students, the teenage son of a Nazi official, a blow job. Next, Soviet General Valery Karasyovl became his lover when he was assigned to be his aide, interpreter and eventually bed partner. Patrick Donovan was an American journalist trapped in Moscow at the beginning of the war. He was Vlad’s first red head and first circumcised dick, Major Alan Walters an American stationed in Berlin after the war played footsie with Vlad under the negotiating table during the division of Berlin by the Allies (Soviet Union, USA, Great Britain and France). They eventually ended in bed. When Vlad narrowly escaped from Berlin where he was about to be interrogated on suspicion of spying for the Americans he ended up in Washington DC where he worked at the start of the Cold War with American Intelligence. To become Americanized he attended church and there met Reginald (Reg) Bagley who soon became a mentor, good friend and bed partner. Bible Billy was a Southern State Senator who held dinners for virile young men that included large quantities of liquids (beer, wine, liquor and water). After dinner the group of fluid filled men would piss on him as he sat in the upstairs bathtub. Professor William Lang (Uncle Will) was met at Club Cleveland Baths along with his now close friends Peter Smith and Tom Kowalski. Jacob, an Amish young farmer, and Rob a recent high school graduate from Eastern Tennessee were two young men that Vlad and Reg met while separate vacation road trips. Jacob wanted to escape from his close knit community knowing he could not live as a man who loved men as an Amish farmer. Rob who was hitchhiking to San Francisco wanted to escape from his narrow minded home town of Frog Creek, Tennessee. After meeting Reg and Vlad he decided to live with Reg in Washington DC. Thanks to the help of Vlad and Reg these two graduated from college and currently live in Washington DC as professional men and lovers. Noah was a young man he met in a men’s room at the university. They had a brief love affair. Owen and Lee were two additional friends of Vlad who would tell their own stories. Henry then told his story explaining how as a high school student he did yard work for Professor Lang (Uncle Will) back home in Daisyville, Georgia. He met Peter Smith, Will’s grand -nephew who was visiting from the north as the two worked in the dirty dusty basement deciding which cob web covered window screens should be repaired or replaced. Their hands touched as they lifted out one of the screens. Neither pulled away and they were soon jacking and tasting each other. A few days later he met Seth, a student in a private art class Uncle Will taught away from the college where Peter was the nude model. Seth was invited to Uncle Will’s home to finish his drawing of Peter who suggested Henry might also pose. The drawing was not finished that evening but a loving friendship began that lasted until Seth’s untimely death in an auto accident a few months earlier. Lee and Owen told about their meeting at a gay bar. When they moved in together both sets of parents were perplexed. Owen’s could not understand why he had an Asian friend and Lee’s did not understand why their son from a wealthy family would need to have a roommate, especially one that was not Asian. Finally Aiden related how he had met an attractive investment advisor, Daniel Hewes, while cutting through a park on his way to class at the University of Georgia. As a finance major he was thrilled to meet such a person. As a man who liked men he was doubly thrilled to meet such a person. When he expressed an interest in pursuing a PhD in business up north Daniel put him in contact with Vlad. Daniel knew of Vlad through Uncle Will. Aiden continued how he met Vlad and not only found a mentor but a lover. By the time Aiden finished the lights were being dimmed as a hint to go home. Fred thanked all for an enjoyable and informative evening telling Henry he would talk to him after the following class. Fred sat next to Henry at the next class meeting. After class he profusely thanked Henry for probably the most enjoyable and interesting evening of his life. Fred told Henry he had a thousand questions and wondered if he could see him again. While Henry did not find Fred sexually attractive, just a cute guy, he partly felt sorry for him and partly wanted to share more time with him. Henry asked Fred if they could meet for lunch at the Hawthorn on Saturday. Fred enthusiastically agreed. When Henry arrived at the agreed time Fred was waiting in his car in the parking lot. Sitting at a booth in the back of the restaurant each ordered sandwiches and cokes. Fred started, “You cannot believe how much I have thought about the histories of you and your friends. I now realize I could meet someone anyplace. The problem is that I have be in the right place at the right time. That is one big dilemma. But once I meet someone, what do I do? I have never been with a man, just boys when I was younger. The stories I read in those badly written, but interesting, paperbacks I buy seem more fantasy than reality. What do men really do?” Fred stopped talking and looked into Henry’s eyes with the hope on his face that his new friend would have a magical answer. Lowering his voice, Henry replied. “What men do depends on the situation. I am sure you have read in your trashy but fun to read paperbacks about men doing all sorts of strange things. I am sure I have done some, maybe many (said with a smile), and would find other actions repulsive, stupid or dangerous. But what one man finds erotic another might find disgusting. There is no one answer to your question.” Fred looked somewhat unhappy as he was hoping for a definitive ‘this is what you do’ answer. “In our class we discuss the actions, emotions and backgrounds of the characters in the assigned novels. The professor leads us in interesting discussions. I wish I could find a teacher of man sex.” While Henry did not have loving feelings for this young man he was developing erotic feelings for him. Suddenly Henry’s dick started to make a statement as this cute virgin looked at him with an anticipative expression on his innocent face. Without thought words fell out of Henry’s mouth. “Would you like a man to man hands on as they would say lesson on man stuff? We could continue our discussion at my place. We will be able to have a more intimate conversation and if you want, only if it is your desire, we could explore man relationships.” Fred was not sure what Henry was suggesting but wanted to spend more time with him so he agreed to go to Henry’s apartment. While Henry considered treating Fred to the restaurant meal he decided it would be better if they acted as equals. They each paid their share. Fred followed Henry as each drove their own car. Lesson I – Friendly Jerk Offs As soon as they entered the apartment Henry told Fred to relax on the sofa and asked Fred if he wanted a beer of coke. Rarely did Fred drink beer, not because he was a teetotaler but because he really did not like the taste of it. But in this situation Fred had a desire to do what men do and requested a beer. Returning with two ice cold POC (Pride of Cleveland) bottles Henry handed one to Fred saying, “Here’s to education.” Henry sat next to Fred. “There is one very important rule in sexual activity, actually two rules: never do anything that you or your partner do not want to do and never do anything that will cause injury either physical or emotional. With that in mind (as Henry placed his big hand on the innocent young man’s knee) just so ‘no’ if I do something you are not comfortable doing.” With one hand on the knee he moved his other to Fred’s chest. With his head turned he starred at the side of the face of this young man who looked forward. Fred had a totally blank expression showing absolutely no emotion. While caressing the chest Henry gently tweaked a nipple. No response. Henry gently massaged the leg from the knee to just below the crotch. No response or sign of resistance. As he rubbed the chest he thought he felt Fred’s heart pounding. Henry then took one Fred’s hands and placed it on his knee. No response. Then as Henry continued to massage Fred’s leg the young man responded with a gentle squeeze of Henry’s leg. Henry reached for Fred’s face and turned it toward his. The victim let his face be moved continuing with a blank expression. Their faces were now inches apart. Henry then moved Fred’s hand up his leg holding it over his rock hard dick trapped in his pants. As he did this he moved his hand up to Fred’s equally hard dick. Smiling, Henry said, “If we don’t soon get relief I know at least I will and assume you also will have a mess in our pants. He moved Fred’s hand to his belt buckle as he undid Fred’s pants. Without any resistance or emotion by the young man each soon had their pants to their knees with hard dicks pointing straight up. Henry unbutton both his and the virgin’s shirts exposing both chests each with hard nipples. Fred did not look at Henry’s body while Henry admired with surprise what he saw. He assumed this small man would have a small dick. It was a beautiful circumcised piece slightly over six inches (15 cm) with a bold mushroom head. Henry was tempted to swallow it but realized it was too soon for such an activity, but hopefully not before the end of the afternoon. Henry took Fred’s hand and wrapped it around his big, uncut, black piece. Without emotion Fred gripped it. As Henry stroked Fred’s the young man mimicked the movement on Henry. In less than thirty seconds each was shooting loads that dripped from their chests and stomachs down over their shafts and balls. While Fred continued to show no emotion Henry wrapped his arm around the young man. “That was lesson one my friend. We can rejuvenate and continue of just stop now. Meanwhile do not move while I get something to clean you off.” Finally Fred spoke very quietly, “Let’s continue.” “Stay still. I will be right back.” Henry wiggled out of his pants, stood, and holding his hands over areas that might drip cum walked to the bathroom. After cleaning himself with a damp washcloth he returned with tissues, a clean cloth and towel. While sponging the largest globs and inspecting the slightly shrunken cut dick he suggested, “We are both still a mess. I suggest we take a shower.” He took his friend’s hand and led him to the bathroom. They stood facing each other each wearing an unbuttoned shirt and sox. Henry removed both of their shirts and his socks. “To save water I suggest we shower together.” He said with a twinkle. Fred removed his socks and stepped into the shower. Henry soaped up a wash cloth and tenderly caressed Fred’s chest. The washing continued in the same way as he had showered with Wade months earlier with one major difference. When showering with Wade he felt both love in his heart and desire in his dick. With Fred it was just sexual feelings, no love, just very intense sexual feelings. Then he moved down washing the stomach to the crown of thatch over the growing dick. He gently turned his new friend around. He wash his back and each ass cheek with a slight invasion into the hole area. Henry then kneeled and washed each leg. Turning Fred around again while still kneeling his lips were inches from the now dick of steel. Using his hands he softly washed the shaft and balls. After letting the shower stream of water rinse off this special area he carefully inspected the dick. The long shaft, mushroom head and loose hanging balls were a splendid sight. Then to the shock of Fred, Henry leaned in and swallowed the shaft to its base. Fred started to yell, “What the fuck” but the words fell away as he moaned with pleasure. Never had he had such a feeling or seen such a sight, a handsome mouth holding his dick. Sensing that Fred would not last much longer Henry stopped and stood. Handing a clean washcloth to him he said, “Now it is your turn to cleanse my body. When you get to my dick it is not necessary to get a mouthful, just do what feels good to you.” A mesmerized Fred washed Henry in much the same way he had been bathed. At the completion he was kneeling with the big, black dick near his face. Henry reached down and pulled the skin back from the slightly covered head of his almost fully erect piece. He then pulled the skin forward. Fred was transfixed as he observed his first black dick up close but more important his first natural dick up close and even more significant his first man dick. With hesitation he reached up and pushed the skin back and then pulled it forward. After a few strokes Henry reached down and pulled him up. “That is enough now. You will have plenty of opportunity to inspect later. I do not want to cream on your face --- yet. You have now had Lessons One: introduction to jerking off with a friend. Now we will have the most important lesson, ‘Touching’.” Lesson II - Touching Henry then led Fred to the bedroom and told him to lie face down. The teacher massaged every part of Fred from his neck to his toes lingering on the cute ass cheeks with a slight invasion of the hole. He then rolled his friend over. Placing Fred’s arms straight over his head and slightly spreading his feet Henry said, “Now, assume you are tied down. Each hand and foot is tied to one of the bed posts. Assume you are totally at my mercy.” He then leaned forward and starting with the student’s fingers gently touched every inch of the body except for the standing, throbbing dick and now aching balls. He gave special attention to the arm pits, nipples and each toe. Fred struggled as if he really were really tied down. His entire body pulsated as Henry gently tortured him. “Please stop. Never has my dick or balls ached with such anticipation.” Henry leaned in and whispered. “You are released from you bondage. Now it is my turn to be ‘touched’.” Henry then leaned forward and with an open mouth kissed a startled Fred. At first the student kept his lips tightly closed. As Henry’s tongue played with the virgin’s lips they finally opened and eagerly accepted the aggressor’s deep probing kiss. Henry then laid on his stomach and much to his surprise received a very tender gentle massage, first to his back and then his front from tip of outstretched arms to full body except cock and balls to his toes. At the conclusion Fred moved in and without hesitation placed his lips against Henry’s who responded with an open mouth and eager tongue. Henry had almost reached the point of no return. He pushed Fred onto his back and planted his mouth on the hard dick. This time there was no protest just a few moans from Fred as he almost immediately exploded into the willing mouth. Henry then kneeled over his friend and soon covered his chest with love cream. Henry reached for some tissues and cleaned off the spunk. They then held each other for about fifteen minutes. Henry whispered into his ear, “On Lessons One you get an A. On Lesson Two, ‘Touching’, you get an A + + +. After a rest and snack they reviewed their lessons for two more hours. The teacher omitted any classes on fucking and the student did not attempt to swallow but did kiss the shaft, head and balls. At the following university class Fred sat next to Henry. After class the two had a short conversation with Fred profusely thanking his teacher of eroticism for the valuable ‘hands on’ lessons. When Henry asked if he would like to continue the classes Fred gave an enthusiastic ‘YES’. Then with a sad look on his face Fred told Henry he had to work the following Saturday. Henry suggested they have a Sunday afternoon session. Lesson III – Cock Sucking The following Sunday Fred drove directly to Henry’s apartment. There was no shyness this time. They embraced with deep probing kisses as soon as the door was closed. Henry pushed his compliant student to his knees. Needing no further instructions Fred undid Henry’s pants and soon was intently examining the hard black masterpiece. He kissed it and attempted to take it in his mouth. Every day and night since the previous lesson Fred had fantasized swallowing the dick. The attempt to take his dick gave Henry no pleasure as the student clumsily placed the head in his mouth and then scraped it with his teeth. Henry pushed him away fearing his dick might be chewed and then bleeding. “Today’s lessons will begin with cock sucking.” He then pulled the student up and kneeled. Removing Fred’s pants Henry inspected the young man’s dick that was hard with anticipation. Henry then swallowed it. After a couple of strokes with his lips he pulled back. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” After each helped the other get naked Henry had Fred sit at the edge of the bed. The teacher again swallowed his student’s dick. He then gave a short lecture on proper ‘dick sucking.’ Henry then sat at the edge of the bed and told Fred to kneel. After a couple of painful awkward attempts he got the teacher’s dick head and about an inch (2.5 cm) of the shaft in his mouth. While he did not earn an A+ in dick sucking that afternoon he did at least get a passing grade. The following Sunday afternoon the sex seminars continued. By the end of the session he received a grade of A- on sucking. While it would be weeks before he swallowed he certainly did enjoy the feel of a dickhead massaging the back of his throat. They had discussed fucking during the third session. Henry made it clear to Fred that he was not interesting in being a bottom and that he did not want to attempt to do Fred, at least not yet. While the student was interested in hearing about fucking he was not sure if he wanted to top or attempt to be bottomed. The trashy gay paperback books he eagerly read had many references to fucking. They included pleasurable fucks, first time trysts that were always painful followed by great pleasure and some stories that included brutal rapes, sometimes gang rapes with the victim tied down and pleasuring men with gigantic thick eight to ten (20 – 25 cm) cocks. While these stories had intrigued Fred he was shocked by the violent acts in these pieces of fiction. Henry told Fred that if he wanted to go that way he could arrange a session with good friends. While Fred was skeptical concerning such an act he was also intrigued. How could a man enjoy being impaled by someone? It must be both excruciatingly painful and humiliating to have someone overpower you in such a way. But, Fred had also discovered that his teacher was knowledgeable and sensitive in the ways of sex and trusted Henry to not force or even encourage him to do something that was not pleasurable to all men involved in the act, whatever the sex act might be. Fred agreed to meet his teacher of eroticism the following week.
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    Henry’s Life Goes On

    Thanks for your comments. The adventures of Henry continue in Chapter 29 (in progress) with a tentative title 'Henry Teaches More than Junior High English'. His new friend , Fred, gets an education.
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    Henry’s Life Goes On

    The three previous chapters related the adventures of young PT Smith and David Winkler from 1973 to 1976 and the Smith and Kowalski families’ reaction to the welcoming announcement of the Episcopal Church of the USA. This chapter returns to 1973 to tell about Henry’s life after the death of his lover, Seth. ……………………………… In 1973 when Henry returned from his trip to attend Seth’s Memorial Service in Muddy Creek, Georgia, the visit with his family in Daisyville and the enjoyable stay with Rob, Jacob, Rachel and Andrzej in Washington, Vlad and Aiden invited him to stay with them for a few nights. The few nights turned into weeks. Henry was overwhelmed from the loss of his lover, Seth. He returned from his trip south just two weeks prior to the beginning of the school year. The time he had spent traveling was normally when he would do final plans for teaching his junior high English students. With his immediate involvement in class preparation taking over his time for grief he was concerned that once school started he would have time to dwell on his loss. In the newspaper he read a listing of classes offered at Cleveland State University and noted that a junior (3rd) year course for English majors was offered at night. The course, Modern American Literature, covered the period between World Wars I and II. While he had taken similar courses years earlier he decided any college course would keep him occupied and hopefully give him less time to morn Seth. He signed up for the course which met one night a week for three hours. Being an evening class the fifteen students included both undergraduate English majors and others, mostly adults, with a special interest in literature. The course syllabus included a list of books that would be discussed with a different one covered each week. Professor Stevens was truly interested in the subject and was an insightful interesting person to listen to. The class discussions were lively and sometimes heated. One evening in late October as Henry sat in the living room at Vlad and Aiden’s apartment reading the current book, Brave New World by Aldus Huxley, the phone rang. Henry was surprised to discover he was speaking to Professor Stevens. The professor had asked for each student to provide their phone number, if they were willing, so he could contact them about class cancellations or other significant matters. The professor told Henry he had fallen and broken his ankle. His lower leg was in a cast and the doctor insisted that he stay off his feet for a week. The professor continued telling Henry that he thought he was one of if not the most interesting and insightful members of the class. He told Henry he had considered either cancelling the class or asking a colleague to cover for him. Then he decided the best option for the class would be for Henry to lead the discussion that week. Henry was dumbfounded and did not know how to reply. Before he could say anything the professor asked him to come to his home for dinner the following evening to discuss the book and go over his lecture before Henry made a decision. Luckily, Henry had read the book years earlier and was already half way through this second reading. He stayed up late and finished it again. The following day immediately after his classes at the junior high school he drove to the professor’s home in the suburb of Lakewood. An attractive woman of about forty, same age range as the professor, answered the door. She led him to the professor’s study where he sat with his lower leg in a cast resting on a foot stool. Following a long discussion about the book and a thorough review of the professor’s lecture Henry shared a delightful meal with the family including their two teenage girls. When Henry introduced himself to the class as the instructor for this one evening there was a look of bewilderment on many of the student’s faces. Using the professor’s notes and his personal teaching style he delivered a lecture for about thirty minutes followed by energetic discussion. Everyone seemed to have an opinion on Brave New World. The novel describes life about five hundred years in the future where the citizens are engineered by artificial conception and childhood indoctrination into castes based on needs of society. The discussion that followed which Henry both moderated and enjoyed was finally interrupted when a student stated: “I must leave class now, we are fifteen minutes past regular dismissal time and my ride is waiting for me.” Henry was amazed that the class discussion had been so lively and interesting that he and the other students talked beyond the official class ending time. A few days later Henry visited the professor to return his material and discuss the activities of the class. Since the professor would soon be able to hobble around but not drive his wife was driving him to the university and picking him up at the end of the day. Henry offered to drive him home after their following class. Thus began a friendship that lasted many years. Vlad and Aiden graciously and sincerely invited Henry to continue living with them. While he enjoyed their hospitality he still felt a tremendous void without Seth. The first week he shared their king size bed. While they had fun sexual encounters he felt like an outsider and eventually began sleeping in the guest bedroom across the hall. He had six months remaining on his and Seth’s apartment lease and while he could have broken it with some financial loss he continued to pay the rent putting off making a long term decision. He visited Club Cleveland Baths about once a week. Being a tall, handsome black man with penetrating brown eyes and an impressive in size and shape uncut dick he was the object of desire for an assortment of men. While most of the encounters were erotically enjoyable all seemed to lack any tender feelings. One evening he fucked five different guys. He had tremendous self-control fucking just to the point of no return and then stopping. All five of his conquests shot incredible loads. That night as he laid alone in the bed in the guest room of Vlad’s and Aiden’s home with a very happy but exhausted dick he again had that empty feeling. His circle of friends helped keep him occupied. While the weekly dinners with Vlad / Aiden and Lee / Owen were a reminder that he was the odd man out Henry did enjoy their company and banter. About every two weeks he visited Roland and Alex. These two friends had both retired and sold their spacious beautifully landscaped home in Shaker Heights. They now lived in an upscale condominium community. While Alex put the final touches on the gourmet meal he enjoyed preparing Henry and Roland discussed books, their favorite topic after sex. Alex also felt a deep loss from Seth’s departure. Seth had been an equal manager in his landscaping business and he had planned to turn the business over to Seth. When Seth died so did Alex’s enthusiasm for the business and he had sold it. Henry had always felt especially close to this handsome Russian. Following dinner and more discussion Henry would accompany the two to their bedroom where he at age 39 gave his friend Alex aged 65 a robust fuck. Alex, a sensuous bottom, enjoyed the appetizer from the younger man to be followed by a long, tender, loving session with his lover, the well-endowed Roland, also age 65. Driving home after the fuck Henry would feel a sense of euphoria having pleased the man who was so important to his lover, Seth, but felt that emptiness having had sex but not a feeling of true love. Henry decided to go home to Georgia at Christmas. This would be his first holiday visit to his parents since moving north with Seth. By starting from the home of Peter or Tom in Columbus he would cut two and half hours off the drive and hopefully make the long part of the trip in about twelve hours. Following an enjoyable dinner with the Smith and Kowalski families he went to bed early and departed at 4:00 in the morning. He arrived home in Daisyville just as the winter sun was setting. Surrounded by family and friends he relived the Christmas traditions of years past. When he had mentioned on his Christmas card to Seth’s mother, Mrs. Cudley sent him a short letter asking him to stop for a visit in Muddy Creek. A few days later Henry received a second letter from Seth’s mother. She told him that she had run into Seth’s childhood friend, Wade, at the Piggly Wiggly grocery store and he invited Henry to stay with him or at least stop over for dinner. Henry accepted Wade’s invitation to stay there as he felt he would be more comfortable staying in an apartment building than in a Georgia small town all white neighborhood where everyone knows everyone’s business. During his previous and only visit to Muddy Creek when he was there for Seth’s Memorial Service Henry had met Wade and his partner, Mitch. He had found these handsome men to be interesting, intelligent, good conversationalist and extremely sexy. He was ashamed to admit to himself that he hoped for a roll with the two of them. After spending five days at his parents’ home in Daisyville he drove to Muddy Creek to visit Seth’s family and Wade. His mother’s home cooking, the Christmas Eve service at his childhood church and the pleasure of seeing relatives that he had not seen for years gave Henry a sense of calm he had not felt since Seth’s death. He had run into Mrs. Crankfit, Uncle Will’s nosey bigoted neighbor, at the post office. When he introduced himself she seemed bewildered that this former yard boy was better dressed and spoke with a voice of intelligence that outclassed any of her family or friends. The dinner served by Wade and his lover, Mitch, was simply beer and pizza, the same meal served when Henry visited them after Seth’s Memorial Service. After all the rich and plentiful meals served by his mother and Mrs. Cudley this simple meal was welcomed. It indicated the evening was about each other, not the food. Mitch answered a phone call as they shared their pizza. With a worried look on his face Mitch related the content of the call. There had been an accident at the hospital where he was business manager. Chemicals had leaked and at least one staff member may have breathed toxic fumes. Both police and fire emergency crews were on their way. It appeared none of the patients had been affected. Luckily the patient population was low this week between Christmas and New Year’s Day. Since the hospital administrator was visiting family in Colorado Mitch had been given the responsibility of managing the hospital during the administrator’s absence. He quickly departed. “Mitch will most likely be gone most of the evening if not all night. It is almost a thirty minute drive to the hospital.” Henry thought Wade felt uncomfortable being alone with him as they both had been Seth’s lovers. Seth was Wade’s best friend from the first day of school at the age of six. Gradually their friendship grew from little boy horsing around to big boy sexual experiment leading to loving encounters. Wade was destined to live the rest of his life in Muddy Creek and take over Goodwin’s Chevrolet and Oldsmobile Dealership, the family business. As much as Seth loved Wade he wanted to live in a bigger world, a city such as Atlanta, Washington or in his wildest dreams New York City. Seth had an opportunity for a job in Daisyville and moved there. He considered leaving the comfort of his loving family as his first step in moving to bigger places. In Daisyville he met Henry and they eventually moved to a big city, Cleveland. Wade and Henry had little in common other than their love for Seth. Wanting to break the ice Henry asked Wade if he had pictures of Seth and him as little boys and in high school. Wade got out a box of old photos and sat next to Henry at the kitchen table as he described the background of each photo. As Henry reached for one of the photos held by Wade their hands touched. Neither moved their hand away. Henry looked at Wade and said, “I think our mutual memories of Seth are bringing back deep emotions.” “They sure are,” Wade said as he caressed Henry’s hand. They were now staring at each other. Henry wondered if Wade could hear his heart beating. Henry reached with his free hand and caressed Wade’s hand. Henry thought to himself, ‘I am totally sexually aroused yet my dick is soft.’ Wade placed his free hand on Henry’s cheek. They both leaned in and their noses were touching. Henry was no longer soft. Their lips touched. Their mouths opened. Each tongues began an exploration of the other’s. Wade moved back and whispered, “Don’t worry about a betrayal of Mitch if we move to the next step. After our visit last summer following Seth’s Memorial Service Mitch commented on how sexy you were. This afternoon before you arrived he speculated about the possibility of our getting to know each other better, much better. So if he returns and we are getting to know each other very much better he will not be surprised. I know he would want to join in. It has been a long day for both of us. I suggest we take a shower to as they say, ‘break the ice’. Wade led the very compliant Henry to the bathroom. The two men helped each other remove their clothes. Being about the same height they stood eye to eye as their rock hard dicks greeted each other. Henry’s natural black piece was equal in length to Mitch’s all American cut dick but fuller in girth. Mitch kneeled and inspected the ebony beauty. “Don’t see many uncut ones around here. I know a natural one has a special essence. I want to savor it without tasting soap.” He pushed the skin back totally exposing the pink head. He sniffed and then licked it. Pulling the skin forward he inserted his finger into the skin hole and massaged the covered head. Pulling his finger out he put it to his nose and then licked it. He then opened his mouth swallowing the skin covered head. Moving his lips forward he moved down the shaft until the now uncovered head touched the back of his throat. Releasing the dick from his lips he inspected the precum oozing out of Henry’s happy dick. Squeezing the shaft he rubbed the juice around the head and then pulled the skin over it. Pushing the skin back he admired the glistening crown. He then leaned in and tasted the essence of man. Realizing things were moving too fast Henry reached under Wades arm pits and gently pulled him up. The two men stood facing each other, not touching physically while each felt a rush of emotions sweeping their bodies. Wade broke the ice saying, “If you so much as touch my dick with your dick head or a finger it will respond with a blast. I suggest we take a cold shower to cool off.” “Agreed,” Henry replied. The two stepped into the bathtub / shower. After Henry soaped a washcloth he began gently rubbing Wade’s chest concentrating on the nipples. He washed each arm and finger, doing each individual finger erotically. Raising Wade’s arms he washed the neatly trimmed pits. Then turning Wade around he massaged the strong back with the soaped wash cloth moving down to the ass cheeks and hole. As he reached from behind to wash the hard cum dripping dick Wade pushed his hand away. “Better let me do that.” Wade then turned around and taking a wash cloth erotically cleansed Henry avoiding the dick. Stepping out of the tub the two dried each other. Suddenly Wade grabbed the back of Henry’s head and pulled him into a deep kiss. As their tongues responded to each other so did the dicks. With a mind of its own Wade’s piece could wait not longer. Without being touched it suddenly erupted spewing cum onto Henry’s dick thatch which dripped over his throbbing manhood. Wade reached down and gently stroked Henry’s which needed little encouragement to unload onto his friend. A shaking Wade whispered, “Sorry, I could not wait.” Henry, “Nothing to be sorry for. Being with a man like you I am sure I will be ready, willing and able for more in a couple of minutes.” Never were truer words spoken. By the time each dick had been wiped clean and dried by the other each was again rock hard. Having defused the need for immediate relief the two had a long tender session in bed concluding with each savoring the juice of the other. As the two laid wrapped together in a quiet peaceful post cumming state Henry thought to himself, ‘This is the first time I have made love since I lost Seth. Sex with Vlad, Aiden, Alex, Roland and numerous faceless partners at the baths was fun and satisfying for the moment, but there was never an emotional feeling beyond making my dick happy. This man, the original love of my love Seth, has connected with my body from head to toe, not just my dick. I thought I would never have these feelings again. Now I know it is possible. Thank heaven he will be out of my life in a couple of days or I would be tortured by the thought of not having him totally.’ Henry’s thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. Wade answered and after a short conversation which included the comment, ‘I have gotten to know our guest very well. I am sure you and he will be very happy to get to know each other better’, he hung up. “Obviously that was Mitch. The situation at the hospital is under control and he should be home in less than an hour. Hopefully that will give us time for our bodies and dicks to rejuvenate to greet Mitch.” While saying that Wade reached for Henry’s soft, exhausted piece which began to respond to the touch. “Not yet big boy. Let’s get our minds off sex and watch TV.” When Mitch arrived home the two wearing robes were sitting, one on the sofa and the other in an easy chair, watching the cowboy TV show Bonanza. Wade had told Henry that he could not sit close to him as they both needed to save themselves for Mitch. Within a minute of Mitch’s arrival they were all naked in the bedroom. Henry was shoved onto the bed on his back. Mitch ordered him not to move as he and Wade began an exploration of the black man’s stunning body. With both their lips and fingers each caressed every part of Henry from the top of his head to his toes. Mitch concentrated his investigation on the throbbing, uncut, oozing black masterpiece. When Henry begged him to stop Mitch moved away. Henry soon discovered that Mitch had not moved away for a period of rest but to prepare for the final act. Mitch was holding a tube of K-Y lube. Removing the cap he squeezed a glob onto his finger and lubed his hole. Then Mitch kneeled over Henry. He reached back and placed Henry’s dick against his hole. Slowly he moved back forcing the impressive piece deep into him. If Henry’s dick had not been somewhat sedated by his recent two cummings with Wade he would have discharged immediately into Mitch. As Mitch gyrated over Henry, Wade laid next to him playing with himself, Mitch’s cock and kissing alternately Mitch and Henry. To the delight of Mitch the fuck lasted fifteen minutes until Henry had a powerful and passionate eruption. As soon as Henry deflated and fell out of the happy hole Wade took his place with his love now straddling him. Mitch on his knees impaled by Wade rammed up and down. As Wade unloaded deep into his man he also reached for his hard dick and soon was covered from chest to chin with gobs of cum. Following individual quick showers the three fell asleep in each other’s arms with Henry placed in the middle. When Henry woke the bed was empty. After peeing down his morning woodie he found his hosts having breakfast. Following cereal with sliced banana and coffee Wade announced as he cleared the breakfast table, “While we are not usually morning people Mitch would gladly serve dessert.” With that Mitch sat on the edge of the cleared breakfast table and laid back. His robe fell open exposing a rising dick. Wade took a can of Crisco out of the kitchen cabinet and handed it to Henry. “If you are willing Mitch would like to begin the day with a happy moment. Actually two happy moments.” As Mitch leaned back onto the table with his hole exposed Henry needed no further encouragement. Within ten minutes Mitch was walking to the shower with two loads dripping from his sore but very contented hole. Although it was Saturday morning both Wade and Mitch departed for work, Mitch to the hospital which was lightly staffed this weekend between Christmas and New Year’s Day and Wade to the auto dealership. Henry followed Wade in a loaner car he had been given the previous morning. At Wade’s insistence Henry had dropped off his car to be given a full tune-up, new tires, wipers, brakes adjustments and any other services needed. This was Wade’s gift to his new friend. Henry’s 1970 Chevrolet Malibu was now in perfect running condition. Henry then drove to the Cudley’s home. He and Mama visited Seth’s grave. That afternoon Mama prepared with the help of her daughter a hearty Georgia family dinner. A total of twenty family members including some siblings of Mr. and Mrs., cousins and numerous spouses and children enjoyed a family reunion. Henry was sure he had gained a few pounds during his visit to his mother’s table at his home in Daisyville and the hearty meals at the Cudley’s. Arriving at the apartment Wade and Mitch after his substantial meal they were happy to see Henry for two reasons. First they appreciated the generous portions of leftover food Mama had sent. Henry was laden with ham, sweet potato casserole, homemade rolls, and three desserts: pecan pie. red velvet cake and sweet potato pie. The second reason for their pleasure in seeing Henry was the anticipation of hopefully having another fun filled man to man (or man on man) erotic adventure. As the stuffed Henry watched his friends sample the left overs he also had carnal thoughts. The three hour romp that followed included six fucks of Mitch, three each from Henry and Wade, performed in various positions: on Mitch’s back, doggie style and against the wall. By 10:00 (22:00) they were cuddled together in bed. Sometime in the middle of the night Henry woke to the gyrating of Mitch’s ass against his dick as the two spooned. The aroused Henry easily slipped in. After a few minutes of tranquil uncompleted fucking both men fell asleep with Henry’s dick soon sliding out. At 6:00 Sunday morning as Henry had requested the alarm clock jolted them awake. He would be driving back to Ohio that day. They gathered for breakfast consisting of Mama’s leftovers: ham, rolls, casserole and the three desserts. Once again Wade cleared the breakfast. Mitch happily received a goodbye fuck from Henry and happy morning fuck from his lover. As Henry drove north in his fine tuned car he thought about his reaction to Wade. When it was just the two of them he was making love to a man he deeply felt for. But when Mitch was added to the encounter it was wonderful, extremely wonderful sex but not with the feeling in the heart he had with just Wade. He pondered if it would have been the same with Vlad or Aiden. Since Seth’s death these two friends had frequently invited him into their bed resulting in great sex but not great emotions. What if it had just been Vlad or just Aiden? Would he have felt love as he had with Wade? He did not plan to pursue that possibility but was greatly satisfied that he was capable of being able to make love not just have good sex. He realized he was capable of feeling love during sex, not just giving his dick pleasure. During an overnight stopover in Columbus he entertained Tom and Peter with the tales of his exploits with Mitch and Wade. He did not tell them about his loving, emotional feelings that he had not felt since the loss of Seth. The discussion took place in the home office where Henry would sleep on the couch. Tom and Peter offered themselves for a happy moment and Henry enjoyed a jerkoff / suck session with his friends, just good sex, no loving emotions. The following morning which was New Year’s Eve day he continued home. He celebrated the coming in of 1974 (and cumming) with his friends: Vlad, Aiden, Owen and Lee. Having enjoyed the literature classes with Professor Stevens he signed up for the next course, Contemporary American Literature which covered the period from World War II to the present. Each week a different book was discussed at length. Giovanni's Room, a 1956 novel by James Baldwin, was the topic of class the second week of April. The basic premise of this very complicated novel centered on the life of an American young man living in Paris and his feelings, frustrations and relationships with other men including a bartender named Giovanni. The description of gay sex shocked some readers. (In 1999 the book was ranked number two on a list of the best one hundred gay and lesbian novels compiled by The Publishing Triangle.) While the class discussion started with plot and character development it soon became a conversation of homosexual lifestyle. Henry, usually a vociferous class discussant was conflicted. One student, who Henry had found insightful and knowledgeable about the previous books, commented, “I do not know why we are wasting class time and our precious reading time at home to discuss such filth. These perverts are the dredges of society. If they want to do unnatural sexual acts including sodomy that is their sickness and problem, not something I, as a Christian, want to be exposed to.” As he continued with his vile rant including Biblical references Henry could hold back no longer. As soon as his rant ended Henry without raising his hand stood. Never had a student stood during class discussion. “Thank you for your candor. Your babbling has pointed out why most homosexual men and women are closeted, meaning have to hide their sexual preference. Who are the gays of the world, of Ohio, of Cleveland? Your brothers and sisters, cousins, aunts, uncles, neighbors, teachers, priests, the plumber who repairs you pipes, the clerk at the bakery, your doctor, lawyer or accountant. You do not know who they are as most must hide their identities. You claimed to be a Christian and used Biblical references to support your bigotry. What did Jesus say about such relationships? Nothing, nothing at all. Jesus gave a message of love and acceptance, not hatred as you have babbled. I lam positive that if Jesus said anything about homosexuals he would have accepted them. You quoted Biblical references about being an abomination to have same sex relationships. There are hundreds of prohibitions in the Bible, many of which you ignore, although as you claim you are a Christian you should be aware of them. Some scholars believe the prohibitions of men lying with men resulted in a fear that there were not enough births to sustain and increase the population of Believers. The reasoning was that if a man was satisfied by another man he was not helping create babies. Since a growing problem today is overpopulation maybe that rule no longer applies. Do not use the Bible to support your bigotry. The Bible did not condemn slavery but stated that slaves should be well cared for. You claim to be a Bible reading Christian so you should be aware of the many, that is many, references in the Bible to slavery. These verses do not condemn it, they tell how to care for the slaves. Reread I Timothy 6:1 which states slaves should regard their master as worthy of all honor. Is that the attitude today? That it is OK to have slaves, just be good to them. Do you follow the rules of the Bible on diet restrictions? On what type of cloth should be used in the clothes you wear? I assume not. As a black man I know bigotry. As a black man who grew up in a small rural southern town in Georgia I know how intolerance and narrow-mindedness can destroy lives. I moved north to escape a society where such prejudices were accepted by many, both white and black. I am saddened but not shocked that such ignorance exists around me, even in a classroom of supposedly educated people.” As Henry sat down Professor Stevens stated, “Thank you for your strong and insightful comments, Mr. Bailey.” While Henry had never come out to the professor he assumed he knew his feelings as he had discussed his friendship with Seth and great loss when the man he had lived with fifteen years met a tragic automobile death. After a period of silence the discussion returned to plot and character development with no reference to sexual encounters of men. As the students departed Professor Stevens took Henry aside, “Thank you for your insightful comments. Since the purpose of literature is to open minds, not just entertain, you certainly gave a lot for the students to think about including their own prejudices. I could not have said it better. Your one minute of fame resulted in the best lesson anyone could have learned tonight.” Henry thanked the professor for his understanding. As he stepped into the hall one of the students of the class was waiting for him. This young man of about twenty rarely commented in class. He spoke to Henry, “I think you made a real impression on the class. You certainly spoke words that I have wanted to hear for years. I think I am like the David who ended up in Giovanni’s room. I do not know. I am very conflicted about myself.” Henry thought to himself, ‘If you think you might be gay, you probably are.’ Out loud he said, “Would you like to explore your feelings further? I have friends who are very open about their sexuality. We often have dinner together. Thursday evening we are meeting at the Hawthorn Restaurant. Would you care to join us? The shy student, Fred, gladly accepted the invitation. Henry gave him directions to the restaurant and they exchanged phone numbers.
  15. Tallguyct

    Country Air Is Good for the Soul

    These boys have been buddies since they were toddlers Can you see where this is going? My first rubber - my brother had a microscope set in his desk drawer with small envelopes holding lenses. One day I was checking it out and found a rubber in one of the envelopes. Do't remember why I knew what a rubber was (as we called condoms back in the 1940s + 50s) but do remember trying it on. They I rolled it back to put away. Of course it was not a tight roll anymore. Don't know if my brother ever discovered what I had done. We did not discuss such stuff. Also remember the rubber machine in the men's room of the local bowling alley. Of course I I bought some. Don't remember but assume I jerked off into them. The summer after my senior year in high school I worked as a janitor's assistant at an elementary school. His coming on to be was exactly the same as with Peter in Boys of the 1950s when he worked as a janitor's assistant after his senior year. He wanted to suck me off. I insisted that I wear a rubber. He brought some to work and I had by first blow job with a cumming. Did it almost daily til end of summer. I visited him at work while on college break. Then he quit or was reassigned to a different school. Also remember he was uncut. It was a real treat for a cut guy to play with his natural piece.
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