Life Goes On - 36. 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 75^th 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

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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."