Date: Sun, 7 Oct 2012 06:43:25 -0700 From: Mark James Subject: Reminiscences 3 by Mark James Reminiscences 3 by Mark James Nick said, "I don't know how much of a secret it was to people who were after sex but all the but kids seem to know that if you wanted sex in my town you went to the drugstore and asked Mr. Miller if he needed any part time help in the storeroom. Both he and his son were gay. You really didn't have to do any work all you had to do was let one or the other of the Miller's suck you off, fuck you or be willing to fuck them. If you wanted to suck them off that was a bonus to them. Most kids just wanted a blow job. The gay kids liked to 69 with the son, but some liked to suck Mr. Miller Sr. If you were interested in fucking they would teach you about enemas and introduce your ass to dildos as a way to get ready to be fucked. It was also a place gay kids or adults could go the have sex with others, so if you were participating you might end up in an orgy. This had been going on for 50 years so obviously it wasn't a secret to most male adults who grew up in town. The town police chief and county sheriff knew all about it so if anyone did complain it fell on deaf ears The drugstore was where all of the kids hung out anyway, for the comic books, malts and sodas if not for the sex. I got my first blowjob from Mr. Miller Jr. when I was 12. One day I went and asked him if he needed any help in the storeroom. He said sure and to show up on Saturday morning at 7.00 A. M. I showed up in dungarees and t-shirt. For those youngsters among you dungaree's is what jeans used to be called in the 1940's and 1950's before they became a fashion item. I had been masturbating for about 6 months and what I knew about sex you could put in a thimble. I knew I was going to get a blow job, but I really didn't know what that was. "Do you mind if people see you naked?" Mr. Miller asked. "No, I don't think so," I replied. "Do you mind if I take your clothes off." "No. I mean no I don't mind." He slowly took my clothes off, folded them and laid them on the counter. "May I touch your body?" I nodded assent. He picked me up and lay me on a mat that had been placed on the counter. Then he caressed my chest and stomach with one hand and my legs with the other. "Do you masturbate?" I nodded assent. "What do you think about when you do that?" "Billy Sim's naked body." "Is that when your cock gets hard like it is doing now?" "Yes." I couldn't believe that I was telling him all of this but it just seemed more natural to answer his questions, than not to. "What do you imagine about his hard body?" "I imagine taking his cock in my mouth." That's called giving him a blow job. " Did you know that?" "Yes and No." "Was it something like this?" He put his lips against the head of my 6 inch cock and slid them down to the base of my cock. "Oh God, I didn't know it would feel like that." He took his hard 6" cock out of his pants. "I'm not Billy Sims but do you want to stroke my cock?" "Could I please? Can I suck it like you did mine?" "Yes. You want me to take my clothes off." I thought about it for a while and then nodded assent. He slid his lips down my cock again and I shivered. He took off his clothes and I thought he looked better than Billy Sims. I reached down and caressed his dick. "Oh, I like how that feels." "How do you want to suck it?" "Huh." "Do you want to kneel down in front of me and suck it, or do you want me to straddle your chest and have me push it in and pull it out of your mouth, or would you like to have me suck your dick while you suck mine?" "Yes," He smiled and lifted me up and placed me on my feet on the floor in front of him. I slid to my knees and slid my lips over the head of his cock and went down on his like he had done me. "Oh yeah," he said as he slid his fingers through the hair on my head." I went back and forth up and down his stalk with my lips. My cock got harder and harder and my muscles tensed up. He sensed what was happening, lifted me up, sat me on the counter and went down on my cock. He had no more got it all the way in his mouth than I shot my load in his mouth. "Oh. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to do that." "I did, it was delicious." "You swallowed it?" "Yes, that's what you do for somebody when you suck them off. You take their offering and swallow it down. But it is an acquired skill and you don't have to do it until you feel comfortable with it." "Do you want to continue sucking on my cock?" "I do, but I really don't right now." "What do you mean?" I do want to suck you and suck you off but the need seems to have disappeared. In half an hour when I am ready to masturbate again can I suck you off first before I come?" "Oh the resilience of youth." he said as he laughed. "How often can you come in a day?" "I can come 10 times in 6 hours and then it gets harder. I guess I can cum 15 to 18 times if I really try." "Enjoy it while you can because it's only possible when you are young and horny." "Can you stay here all day?" "I guess so. I am supposed to be working." "Will you let me suck you off every half an hour? We can quit any time it becomes uncomfortable." "You really want to do that for me? Can I suck you off every half an hour?" "I don't think I can come that often, maybe 3 or 4 times if I'm lucky? Maybe we can find you somebody else to suck." A half an hour passed pretty fast and I was ready to go again. This time I lay on a bed in the corner and Mr. Miller Jr. straddled my face and let me suck on his cock that way. I loved it especially when he took over and pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my mouth. I guess that is why I love to be face fucked even today. Then he turned around and got into what he explained was a 69 position. His dick was in my mouth and he was lying on top of me and was sucking on my cock. After a few minutes he suggested we swap positions. He explained that that way when he came I could avoid getting cum in my mouth, but he wanted me to come in his mouth. We both came pretty fast. He took my cum and let his cum end up on my face. Then every half an hour he came back and sucked me off." Garrett said, "Yeah, I know the story and no insult intended but I don't believe a word of it. Everybody sucks everybody, nobody gets outed or arrested and everybody in the town cycles through the drugstore to suck or get sucked. Tell me where that town is and I will move there immediately. It sounds like something Ira Levin would write if he wrote porn, "The Stepford Gays," a story about a town where everybody is gay and everybody fucks and sucks their life away in perfect harmony. It certainly didn't happen that way for me or anybody else I know of. I never got to have sex with anybody I had a crush on, I had sex with anybody who would have sex with me, always scared I would be outed and constantly wondering why I was so different from everybody else. I never could figure out what guys saw in a woman's body but I had no trouble with my adoration of hunky guy's bodies. I wasn't in love with cock I was infatuated with guys who had cocks. I loved sucking cock because it made them feel good and brought me closer to them. But there were ugly fucking cocks that I wouldn't suck if they were on a perfect Adonis And over time I found that there were pretty cocks that I would suck even if the guy they were attached to was only so-so looking.. Life bit me in the ass though. As I got older and lost my looks I didn't lose my love for young guys but they didn't want me and I really wasn't interested in guys my age or older. I guess I was the quintessential chicken hawk, which severely restricted my sexual activity except for masturbation. Drug stores and grocery stores though, to get back to the subject, were places to find guys. They came almost in pairs in the 40's and 50's. Everybody needed the things sold by groceries and drug stores so they showed up every couple of miles in most areas. They also provided most of the part time jobs for youngsters. They also had back rooms and store rooms providing reasonable privacy at times. I sucked a goodly number of cocks and got my own sucked there. It wasn't the leisurely, totally naked, sucking and fucking you see in the porn movies of today. It was furtive, cock out, on your knees, suck him off or be sucked off, close up pants and back in public within 10 minutes, wondering if anybody noticed. I remember one Saturday I went in early to help Eric reorganize the storeroom at the drugstore. I walked over to the storage room and heard him say, "Shut the door and come on back here. I need some help." I shut the door and walked to the back of the room and asked, "Doing what? Then I saw him standing next to the wall. He had his pants unzipped with his 6.5 inch cut erect cock sticking out of his pants. "I need a blow job," he said, "and I figured, since you normally can't keep your eyes off of me, that you would be just the guy to blow me. Are you up for that?Why don't you kneel down here and let me see how good a cocksucker you are?" I couldn't take my eyes off of his cock. I don't know how many times I had jerked off thinking about sucking it. "I've never sucked anybody's cock. I doubt that I'm very good at it." "Well you've got to start sometime. You do want to suck me don't you?" I did so I got to my knees in front of him and slid his cock between my lips. "Yeah, that's it man, suck me." I let his cock slide in my mouth a few inches and slid my lips up and down his shaft. "Oh fuck my, take it all, oh yeah." It didn't take long until he took control. He grabbed my head and mouth fucked me hard and fast. "Don't be shy man, Take it man, eat me, just keep your teeth out of the way," he said as he rammed his cock in and out of my mouth. I loved it; it was just what I wanted from him. He pushed my head down on his cock and impaled my mouth on his cock as he ground his hips in my face. "You love my cock, don't you, cocksucker? You are doing pretty well for a first time cocksucker." he said as he pulled his cock out a couple of inches and reentered and fucked my mouth this way for a while. Then he pulled back and said, "Shit man, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up. Suck on the head man; stick your tongue down my slit. Oh, God man, yeah, that's good, just like that man, yeah." He pulled his cock away from me and started jacking it. "You want it man? You want some more of my cock?" "Yeah, I want your cock, man, please let me suck it some more." "You want my cum fuck face, you want me to blow my load down your throat?" "I don't think so. I've never thought beyond sucking your cock." "Well I won't come in your mouth this time, but if you are gonna be my regular cocksucker you are gonna have to learn to swallow my cum." He stuck his cock back in my mouth, grabbed my head in his hands and resumed rapidly fucking my mouth. "Oh, oh, oh, I'm coming," he said as he increased the speed with which he was fucking my mouth. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot off all over my face. Then he said, "Clean up my cock and wipe off your face, we need to get back to work." I did become his regular cocksucker and learned to swallow his cum, lick his ass and get fucked." Dave popped up and said, "The woods were my favorite haunt. Most people don't realize it today but the woods were just a small distance away in those days before the suburban sprawl occurred. Two or three guys could just disappear and have perfect privacy for whatever they wanted to do. Still total nudity rarely happened. It just too to long to get dressed again, and you would have sticks, pine needles or ants everywhere once you got dressed. When I was 14 and my brother was 15, he started bragging about the swell place he and his best friend had set up in the woods. He did this for months and wouldn't tell me where it was or invite me to see it. You know how kids are? I wasn't going to let him get away with it. So, one day I followed them. They went somewhere that I had not been before and disappeared inside the ruins of a building. I sneaked up and looked in the window to see what they were doing. What I saw was my brother's friend giving him a blow job. His friend slid my brother's jeans down and I could see the outline of his cock in his briefs. The friend stroked my brother's cock through the briefs and then dropped to his knees in front of him and slid his briefs down to his ankles. My brother's cocks took straight out from his body and his friend took it into his mouth and slid his lips up and down on it. Even though I had already sucked 3 or 4 cocks I'd never watched anybody get a blow job. As his friend sucked his dick my brother flexed his hips and met each down stroke of his friend's mouth with and upstroke of his cock. He rubbed the back of his friend's head and neck and kept murmuring, "Suck my dick." This went on for about 10 minutes and my own cock was as hard as a rock. Then I heard my brother say, "I'm coming," and he shot off all over his friend's face. My brother pulled up his pants and his friend stood up and jacked off and then they both left. I stayed there and jacked off. I didn't need to follow them home. One day about a month later I went over to his friend's house, when my brother was somewhere else. His friends parents both worked so I knew there would not be anyone else there I assumed if he was home. He was alone and he invited me in. "What brings you over here?" "I'm horny and I thought you might suck me off like you do my brother." He turned white. "What do you mean?" I followed you to that deserted building in the woods a month ago and saw you suck off my brother. "Deja fucking vu." "What the fuck does that mean." "It means I started sucking your brother Ray because he saw me sucking somebody else and now you want me to suck you because you saw me sucking him. Jesus Christ, before this is over I'll be sucking everybody in the school." "But you looked like you were enjoying it. Don't you enjoy sucking cock? Aren't you queer?" "Yes and yes, but I would like some choice in the matter instead of being blackmailed." "You don't like sucking Ray?" "Yes, and he is a hot fucking stud. If he hadn't brought up the subject I would probably never have gotten up the nerve to tell him I was queer and wanted his cock." Has it affected your friendship? You were best friends. "No, it has really made it better." "But, what I am hearing is that you don't mind sucking Ray and in fact you like it, but despite the fact that we could almost be twins you won't suck my cock." "I never thought about you. You were just Ray's annoying little brother. And then you pop in here and tell me you want me to suck your cock. But you are right you could be his twin. You are maybe a little taller and more muscular." He reached down and adjusted his package. "Jesus, I don't believe it, I've got a hard-on from just thinking about sucking you. I must be out of my fucking mind." I undid my pants, pushed them down and hung my cock and balls over the elastic of my briefs. "Does this help?" He licked his lips, stroked the big bulge in his pants and said, "Jesus Christ." I walked over and stopped in front of him. He looked like a trapped animal. I reached down and groped his package. "What are you doing?" "I showed you mine. You show me yours." He looked shell shocked, but he undid his pants and hung his cock and balls over his briefs as I had. I stroked his cock and then I knelt down suddenly and swallowed up his cock. "Fuck, you're queer." I didn't answer; I was too involved in deep throating his cock. "Shit and you are no neophyte either, you've sucked cock before. Damn you're good." After a while he pulled me to my feet, knelt down and sucked on my cock. Nobody had ever sucked my cock before and I thought I was in heaven. Finally we went into his bedroom, shed our clothes and had a leisurely 69. He hadn't known anybody else that was queer and neither had I. We had both known guys who wanted their cocks sucked but not that wanted to suck cock. We had found each other and spent a lot of time in the woods sucking cock and eventually fucking each other. We continued the relationship until he was drafted. He was killed in Viet Nam. In always struck me as odd that society said we couldn't legally have sex until we were 18 and they sent us off to be killed before we could even find out what life was about. Kids today don't realize how lucky they are not to be drafted into the military at 18." Admission of homosexuality didn't necessarily make one draft exempt and military regulations were inconsistent at best. By mid-1941, however, the Army and Selective Service had included "homosexual proclivities" among the list of disqualifying "deviations. The Navy by that time had issued its own directive precluding the induction of those "whose sexual behavior is such that it would endanger or disturb the morale of the military unit," but it did not explicitly mention homosexuality In 1942, Army leaders advanced the first regulations that differentiated between homosexual and "normal" individuals, provided signs of homosexuality, and clarified the procedures for the exclusion of gay service members. In 1943, new Navy regulations focused on "homosexuals" rather than "sodomists". Those who engaged in same-sex sexual behavior were either to be administratively discharged or allowed to resign, unless their behavior was violent or involved a minor. Since most gays didn't reveal themselves they were drafted along with everybody else. Kit said, The military didn't have a consistent policy toward gays during World War II. I had an uncle in WW II and he said he never had so much fun in his life as he had in the military. To be surrounded by nothing but sex starved young, well built men was a gay's idea of heaven. My uncle was in the navy aboard a ship. He said," I had a perpetual erection which was pretty hard to hide in the enlisted uniform of the day. It became common knowledge at least among his berth mates that I was gay and that I was willing to accommodate all comers (pun not intended but I will take it) at any time. At night, my rack a busy place and made it hard for me to get any sleep as one guy after another would slip into it to allow me to suck them off or to have them fuck me. Guys who would damn queers to the fire of Hell in public would, at night, would be dropping a load down my throat or sticking their cock up my ass. Most of my visitors weren't gay they were just horny guys who had no other sexual outlets. Married guys particularly liked to fuck me. They were used to a steady supply of sex and, I think, felt the lack of it most acutely. Most guys jacked off all of the time, but when that didn't work they visited me. This wasn't just me. It happened in all the berthing areas aboard ship. Sometime there was just one queer, sometimes there were three of four to share the load (another pun). I suspect the proportion of gays in the Petty officer and officer ranks was the same as in the enlisted ranks, but who they were was not as apparent. There were a lot of guys who hated queers and they could cause a lot of trouble. Because homosexuals were equal opportunity cock suckers, a protected species as it were, if anybody, including seamen, petty officers and officers, picked on them or caused trouble the offender seemed to fall down stairs, have things fall on them or fall overboard. How could this not be the best time and place for a queer. Petty officers got their blowjobs in private because they had their own quarters and sometimes their own queers. But for those who didn't we would find ourselves on a work detail in an isolated area of the ship supervised by one or more petty officers and sometimes an officer. I spent a great deal of the day on my knees sucking cock or getting fucked. There were also areas on the ship where it was known a horny guy could go to get his rocks off. Officers and Petty officers tended to avoid such areas unless they wanted a blow job or they too wanted to suck dick or get fucked. That was where I got to suck a lot of marine cock and got my own cock sucked. There was also a lot of on-duty cock sucking. It is amazing how fast you can suck a guy off when 2 guys are temporarily alone on a ship where privacy is at an absolute premium. Sex was probably not as available ashore where there were other options, but aboard ship was a closed system. We queer guys were like bees sucking the nectar out of flowers and fortunately we got to keep the nectar. A lot of leeway was given to homosexual activity, one because the navy needed the manpower and it was a victimless crime and two because all us of might be dead in the next instant from enemy action."