It seems that the largest cities only have a few adult bookstores and the city Fathers, in all of there wisdom, had the stores take the doors off the booths, cover the gloryholes, and install video surveillance. Bummer. We have to go to L. A. or S. F. We would come to my house after school, before my parents came home and suck each other for what seemed like hours at a time.
encounters
Early Days Spent On My Knees At Glory Holes
Leon's Story
They called in a couple of days and said it was ready so I dropped by to pick it up. The guy that waited on me was very cordial guy, definitely the owner and in charge. Pretty soon another guy brought my laptop out. He was a different story. Medium length hair that hadn't seen a brush in weeks, shirt half out of his pants and both looked like he had slept in them for weeks.
beginnings
Betsy
There was one a few miles from my house so I hoped in my PU and headed there. A couple of cars were parked in front with a couple more on the side in employee parking. As I entered I was greeted by a lad of about 25 and he asked if he could help me. I told him what I needed and he said they were on the south wall toward the back.
masturbation
Dude From Ksyx
Saturdays I spent a lot of time collecting. One Saturday I made about the third time trying to catch this dude home. He was a disc jockey for radio station KSYX and every time I tried he was either not home or had a sign on his door, Night Worker. Let me tell you a little about him and about me. He is a big black dude, late twenties played sports until he got injured. I'm 18 and a real nerd.
interracial
The Family Farm Gay Sex With Nephew
1959 was still a simple time, yet every day was the same as it is today. I had a Black and White TV and Radio. I was sixty and fit enough to handle the boys if they got out of hand. I was sound asleep that first night the of younger boys arrival. I'd heard some strange noises and went to check. I opened the door to the room the two younger boys Jason 13 and Joel 11 were sharing.
farm
Reflections Of A Past Affair
The particular event that crossed my mind was day that I finally got my hands on Dave's cock. It was on a Saturday afternoon that we had been playing in a pickup game of soccer. A group of guys got together at the local playing field on the weekends to thrash about. Then go out to drink beer and eat pizza afterwards. This weekend started like the others but had a decidedly different ending.
friendship
Spontaneous Blue-Eyed Blond-Haired Lover
The urge suddenly came upon him when they were standing in the living room, both of them home from work no longer than five minutes (not even enough time for them to get their ties off). Mark stood in the center of the room, waiting quietly, looking so innocent. Roger went over to him and grabbed the blond-haired, blue-eyed pretty boy by the shoulders.
relationship
Me Shawn And Ed
Ed trained me my first few nights, showing me the basic ins-and-outs of running the gas station. He was taller than I, around 5' 10", 175 pounds, with a tight, wrestler's build. He had brown-black hair that he kept shaved around the sides and tied back in the center. His eyes were blue-green, moving towards either color depending on the lighting.
encounters
Hot Chocolate
It was from a guy looking for submissive guys. He said he welcomed guys who were new to the scene. I got turned on and decided to check it out. I called him and he invited me over that day. I went over to his house to meet him. We talked for a little while and he asked me all sorts of questions about my experiences and desires. He asked about my undressing him and I said that would be a turn on.
domination & encounters
First Gay Blowjob Experience
he seemed like a nice guy, so when he called a week later with a stopped up drain, I agreed to visit his house to correct the problem. Usually drains are not much of a problem so I wore regular street clothes rather than coveralls. Don let me in and showed me to the kitchen. I laid on my back and crawled under the sink below the drain trap. I was a mess. It felt good so I didn't protest.
beginnings
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