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MY BOYS a remembrance by an octogenarian
by Endoman
On my way into the city to meet my wife I would stop at an escort or massage guy. Usually a one time stand. Most were indifferent, a few were disinterested and many were incompetent. I would answer ads in the Village Voice. Craig's list did not exist and cell phones were not yet available. I had close to 100 contacts before I found an ad for Jay.
We made an appointment and I arrived at his apartment house within the time frame I had worked out. I rang his apartment and he buzzed back. I went to the 4th floor and found his door. I knocked gently and it was immediately opened by a handsome young man in his mid twenties. He was attired in briefs and an athletic shirt made of fishnet. Stunning!
He took my coat and hung it away and proceeded to undress me in the hallway/common area. Two TVs were going full force with different videos of gay porn. I got a real kiss and was thrust onto the couch where Jay proceeded to kiss his way from my chest to my mouth and then down to my cock. It was an unforgettable experience, since no prior 'boy' had ever treated me as well.
After necking on the couch for about 15 minutes Jay invited me into his bedroom. He had Satin sheets. I had never seen them before and soon discovered that they were very slippery. I scooted across the bed and hit the wall. Jay didn't laugh but did think that it was amusing. I do not know when Jay got rid of his 2 pieces of clothing but we were cuddling naked and entwining our bodies. I loved every minute of it.
The bed was a captain's bed, slightly higher than normal and had drawers underneath it. The top was comfortable. Talking of tops that was what Jay did to me. He slowly inserted his condom covered penis into my ass. Then he massaged my back. After a while he flipped me and I got to watch as he slowly stroked me and then rapidly stroked me until he came. He explained that it was better if I did not cum first. I did get to cum with a pleasant blow/hand job.
After more cuddling I pushed to get going as I had to shower and meet. Jay did not, and never showered with me. We would wander naked but the shower was off limits. In balmy weather we would stand naked on his balcony while he smoked.
Jay became a twice a month, or better, extravagance, and worth every cent I gave him.
After the first visit, and after he buzzed me in, he would hop into the shower but left the door ajar for me to get into the place. I would get naked and wait for him on the couch. He always wrapped a towel around himself which I could not understand as he shortly took it away. His uncut cock was at half mast for this occasion.
The other week each month I was still on the prowl. There was a theater not far from Jay's place, on Ninth Ave. where there were boys who did the live show after the porno movie played for about a half hour. One of the boys grabbed me in the entranceway and took out my cock.
"Ten bucks for a quickie" and I answered "Yes".
He gave me a quick hand job in the busy lobby and promised me another free if I needed it. I did take advantage of his offer, much to his annoyance.
I invited Jay to my house when the weather got nice. He took the train and I picked him up at the station. He wanted to hug and kiss me in the car but that was too dangerous as I was a known figure in town, with a bright car. We drove to my house where we were to spend time in the garden. I had laid a quilt on the grass on a secluded portion of my 1/2 acre property and we got nude there. We huddled and cuddled and then Jason fucked me after much foreplay. He got me off by touching and playing in my crack and fingering my rosebud and finger fucking me. I loved it.
After we had both cum it was picture taking time. I took a few nudes of him which he forbade me to post on the internet. He took a few of me, not worth posting as I was over 65, not 16. Neither of us showered before he had to leave. I returned him to the RR station and gave him additional for carfare. We kissed goodbye when we entered the car.
Another time at that Gay theater, when the boys entered the audience, one stopped in front of my seat and I got to fondle his ball. Singular that is as he had only one. The boy would not stay and a couple of bucks satisfied his offerings. I never went to the theater if I went to Jay.
And I went to Jay on a regular basis. On his couch he kissed me all over the place (I reciprocated) and he would dry hump me. I cum quickly and did not allow him to play with my prick. We always ended up on his satin sheets and he would do different positions at each visit. I did not know of so many. I got to like him, to love the experience and eventually to love him like a son.
On another 'off' week I went to the Gaiety Theatre where the movie was a distraction and the main course was boys. I picked out a handsome young short guy who I agreed to follow back to his hotel after the stage show, but at a very discrete distance. I was to wait until he disappeared out of the lobby and take a different elevator to the fifth floor, turn right and walk most of the hallway until I found a door ajar. I did it and opened the door. Surprise! On the bed, still dressed and sucking his thumb was this boy who I promised to give $80. I suspect that he was underage and had never been with anybody before..
I felt sorry for him. I climbed on bed, fully dressed and cuddled him. I explained that I would not hurt him and not force him to do anything. Over the course of the hour I did get him to undress, me too, and we cuddled. I played with his beautiful, long cock and his ass crack and he followed and did it to me. I did not get fucked nor did I fuck him. Just a different experience.
Back to Jay who regularly did not have enough money for his monthly rent. Rent boys were a dime a dozen in those days and most did anything for the dollar. Jay asked and I did 'loan' him $1000. Repayment was in weekly services on his bed. Prepaid sex! Just like marriage. It happened a second time and I did it the same way. I loved being with Jay. Details were unimportant.
One fine summer day I took him to the beach. We brought lunch (I made it) and soft drinks. He took the RR again and I picked him up at the station in the morning. It was at least an hours drive to the Fire Island Lighthouse federal beach. I parked in the Robert Moses State Park lot and we walked about 1/2 mile until we were on federal land. No clothing required.
We laid ourselves out on the sheet I brought, and stripped. The only 'laid' was out on the sheet as SEX was forbidden and enforced. As I was sitting there looking at the ocean I noticed a guy arriving. They had stripped soon into the property. He, and an adult female and a 9 or 10 year old child were the group. I had never seen a young child on the beach before, but I never go on weekends. He had a raging erection and moved about with ease around the woman and child. It was caused by one of them or all the nude good looking males on the beach.
Jason and I cuddled and rubbed lotion onto each other. Coating the inside of the crack of the ass was a delight on the receiving end. We laid there holding hands and cuddling. Erections seemed to be accepted. We put our feet in the cold ocean and instead decided to take a walk along the beach. That was the common activity. Hand in hand.
We had to dress to get back to the parking lot and the car. We put clothing on when we reached the sign. After we got to the car, which was really hot, we took the clothing off. On the Ocean Parkway I set the car to cruise control just under the speed limit. I knew that it was a well patrolled road.
Since all I had to do was keep the car on the road I pushed the seat back and Jay had head room, as in gave me head. I had my finger up his ass and was finger fucking him. As I was about to cum I was passed by a police car. The officer gave me a 'thumbs up' signal. Little did he know what for. I came in Jay's mouth and he does not like to swallow so he spit it out of the passenger window.
We did not get dressed until we were near the RR station. A quick goodbye kiss and he was off to catch the train which was due in a few minutes. A great Day.
Eventually Jay was unable to renew his lease. He had a straight roommate who did acquire the lease but he would not let Jay stay. Out onto the street he went. I could not take him in as I was married and it would have led to lots of embarrassment. Jay understood. He ended up in a girl's apartment for a few months, but was unable to do IN. That left me out.
Of course there were lots of ads and I perused them and followed through. One guy in queens advertised body rub and I went to Maspeth. Well Maspeth gave me a massage for about 10 minutes then pulled me down the table and dropped my legs off the end. He then essentially raped me as I did not have that in the contract. Fortunately he used a condom as he did not want to catch anything. I stayed for my hour playing with his cock and when it got hard I asked for another fuck. One was his limit. Oh well!
With Jay unavailable I found a guy who was being deported. He did good massages on his bed starting at the butt and introduced me to the massage with a prick up my ass. He would start the global massage, do a full body to body rub, get hard and penetrate me. All the while massaging me on the back and neck. After cuming he would then massage the rest of me and give me a 'happy ending'.
I missed Jay and called him. He told me that there was a 2 hour window in his friend's apartment in Queens and that I would be accommodated if I could get there. Well I rushed out. Jay was his bubbling self but the bedroom was not available and the couch was uncomfortable. We played; he fucked; he got me off. I missed his old apartment and the amenities of slow loving.
Another interlude which I had to fill. I found a chocolate guy who used an hourly rental office as his IN place. I got a great massage, played with his substantial cock and requested that he fuck me. As a favor and as a new client, and with no foreplay, he put on a condom and did a good job fucking my ass. I do not remember any details but it was worth another trip a few weeks later. He wanted a tip and I did not give it. That was the end of him.
Eventually Jay found a basement apartment in LIC. He got a bed and called me to come over. We played on his bed and I got to fuck him after he fucked me. Lots of foreplay, cuddling and little spoken. I realized that I had lots of excess furniture and offered it to Jay: A dining room table with 6 chairs, a covered bench, a chest of drawers and a Eames style chair (made in LIC in the mid fifties). I suggested that he get a friend and hire a small truck.
About his friend. I had seen his picture on one of the sites offering boys for hire. Gorgeous guy, and I lusted after him. I told Jay and he said NO as his friend was being treated for AIDS and was no longer for hire. His friend still looked great and desirable. They loaded the truck and drove off and went to Jay's new place.
I was there a few days later and we made love. That is the best description of what we did. No mean talk, no 'push harder', nothing to interrupt a cordial fulfilling of a relationship. Through all this time Jay was unemployed. He eventual got a job in his field of choice as a college graduate and his 'tricking' stopped. Even I got locked out as the only time I could meet was in the late morning and then he was at work.
I found a guy in his neighborhood who did massages. He gave me a nice massage so I returned to him. The weather was nice and his apartment was dreadful. We went to the park on the East River which was close by. I had my sheet and we laid it out and he massaged me without totally disrobing the thin clothes. Well this time I did get laid. There were no sign and no people except an employee on the grounds. I laid on my side and he approached my ass with his hard cock and with a little lube sank it in. We were covered with another garment so that unless someone noticed the motion we were quietly resting. By the time we were finished and I had also cum there were people in the park, but not near us. After we buckled up our pants we left and I returned him to his place.
Jay and I have remained friends. Email is our way of communication. On his significant last birthday I sent him a generous gift as I feel that he encouraged me through an important part of my life. I still think of him. I did find various replacements on whom to spend my money.
One is a Chinese boy who I started with at 26 who did good massages and better fucking. I stayed with him for 4 years. Another is a Polish boy of 30 who gives a great massage but does not fuck. Another was a guy who wanted to fuck but had regulars who displaced me at the last minute. That I could not tolerate.
Thanks Jay.