Hi my name is Jimmy and this is the story of why a gay cocksucker like me married a woman. I never felt comfortable around girls, the normal stuff before my teen years. But after puberty I still wasn't attacked to them. When I was twelve, I started going to the Amusement Center on Washington Street in Downtown Boston. I loved playing the pinball machines and became good at it. It was nineteen fifty-nine and it was not uncommon for a kid my age to ride the MBTA alone. I had money that I earned from my two paper routes and doing what was called supping the Sunday papers.
Supping was putting the Sunday paper together ahead of time, everything except the news section that was added early Sunday morning for the home deliveries. Also, to earn money, there were two double three decker houses two doors from my house. These were what was called cold water flats. The twelve apartments were heated by the coal burning stove in the kitchen and kerosine space heater in the living room. Eight of the units had elderly tenants and they would pay me to haul the coal and kerosine from the basement to their units.
It was only small change but remember for a nickel you could ride the bus get a transfer slip and ride anywhere in the city, by keep getting transfer slips. Candy was a nickel as was a bottle of soda. So, for a nickel I could go downtown and back for a second nickel. The pinball machines at the Amusement Center were also a nickel and once I got good enough, I won free games. Back then with two dollars I could spend the day and go home with some change.
By the time I was sixteen I knew all the regulars and would play for money, high score wins. I would win way more than I would lose and it wasn't long before most would no longer play against me. But they would help me hustle new comers for a piece of what I took them for.
When I was fifteen, I was going to Roslindale High and the girl next door was my age and going to Saint Claire Girls High School. It was on Cummings Highway across from the Sacred Heart Church. Her name was Gail and the only girl I talked to. We would walk to the Village, that is what everybody called Roslindale Square. We would stop at Cuddy's Donuts and most days she didn't have enough money to get a hot chocolate and a donut. I would buy three and give her one because I felt bad for her, her parents weren't the best in providing for their kids. Her dad drank and gambled. Her mom was not much better, the kids were on their own in the morning and Gail had to get them up and find something for them to take for lunch. Often breakfast was dry cereal because there wasn't any milk.
One morning she was very upset and it took a while before she told me what was bothering her. When she did it pissed me off, the guy she was going out with had asked her to his prom, which was my prom also. I had to give her mother credit; she did buy Gail a dress to wear. Now the guy told her if she didn't put out for him, he wouldn't take her.
I asked her: "Who are you going out with?"
She said: "John Chase.
He went to Rozzie High with me and I I know he was going steady with another girl. The dirt bag was using the promise of the prom to have sex with her. He had no intention of taking her.
I told her: "Look I wasn't going to go to the prom, but now why don't I take you and if you want, I will go to yours with you also. John can just go jerk off, because his steady girlfriend's father, would bust him up if he ever found out he had sex with her and he knows it."
So, we went to both proms and my friend Ken's dad owned several classic cars and he let my fiend use one to drive us to the prom. It was a vintage Rolls Royce and Ken wore a black suit and even had a chauffeur's hat. At that time no one rented limos so we were the talk of both proms. Several of the more popular girls slipped me their numbers. Little did they know I would have rather had their dates numbers.
When I turned eighteen one day the Amusement Center wasn't open because of an electrical problem. That left me with two options, Bond Billiards or go to the movies. I decided on the movies, but which one there were several theaters along Washington Street. As I was walking past the State Theater which showed adult movies. Back then there wasn't hard core sex movies yet, just nude men and women with a weak story line. You had to be twenty-one to be admitted, but I figured I had nothing to lose in trying to buy a ticket.
I put a dollar on the counter and the guy gave me a ticket and fifty cents change. So, I was going to see my first adult movie, I was excited. The star was a woman named Bunny Yeager; I was disappointed she didn't take her clothes off. She was a photographer and, in the movie, she was helping a teenage girl in her late teens to become a model. The girl was shy and it took a while before she posed in her bra and panties. As she relaxed, she changed into a bikini and then see thru nighties and finally she posed topless. From there the scene changed to an out-door shoot and the girl was now comfortable getting naked and posing for the camera.
While I liked looking at the girl naked it didn't excite me sexually. As the credits were rolling, I needed to use the bathroom and went to find it. It was down stairs and there were a couple of urinals and two stalls. The only thing open to use was one of the stalls. When I went in, I saw the partition between the stalls had an almost foot square hole in it. I thought that was weird and since the person in the other stall could watch me pee, I sat down. I heard him moaning and thought something was wrong with him so I looked through the hole. He was stroking his cock and it was big and hard and seeing it made me hard. I leaned back and started jerking off, next thing I knew he reached into my stall and started jerking my cock.
After a minute he put his face at the hole and told me to stick my cock into his mouth. I had heard about blow jobs, but never had one. His mouth felt wonderful and I was loving what he was doing. Then he stopped sucking me and I sat down, he stood and stuck his cock through the hole. As if on auto pilot I leaned forward and started to suck his cock. It was my first time and I knew I loved having his cock in my mouth. I had been sucking him for a few minutes when I felt his cock swell and he came in my mouth. Squirt after squirt of it so much I had to swallow. I loved feeling it flowing up his cock as it expanded the underside of his cock and pressed against my tongue.
He finished thanked me and fixed his pants before leaving. As soon as he was gone another guy entered and didn't even sit, he just took out his cock and put it through the hole. His was I little longer, but not as thick, it was not quite hard and soon stiffened in my mouth. It grew a little longer, but not thicker. He went to the back of my mouth and started to go down my throat which caused me to gag. He told me to relax and try to take more each time. After several minutes I stopped gagging and he slid down my throat. Wow, that was wild and I loved the feeling. He asked me if he could come in my stall and I told him OK.
He came in and latched the door and told me to slide back on the seat so when I lean forward my mouth and throat will be more aligned. I did and he leaned on the door and I was able to let his cock slide right down my throat. He grabbed my head and started to fuck my throat. Every few seconds he let me take a breath. All too soon he held my head with his cock deep down my throat and I j knew he was shooting his cum. He fixed his pants and left.
I hadn't noticed, but another guy had entered the other stall and was standing with his cock through the hole. His was short and thick, about six inches, but the thickest so far and his balls were huge. It didn't take him long to cum and when he did, I thought I would drown in it there was so much. After he fixed his pants, he handed me a card and told me he staying at the Avery Hotel around the corner. He is in town every other month for two weeks and will be there for one more week and for me to drop by any day after five thirty.
I looked at the card and on the back was a phone number and room number. I stayed for about another forty-five minutes and sucked of six more guys. The last one returned the favor and sucked me off after feeding me his cum. I now had a new favorite place downtown an was looking forward to coming back soon. Two days later I started work on a construction site downtown. Every day after work I went to the State and would go straight down stairs to the bathroom. I would spend an hour sucking guys off before I would go to the Avery to suck off the guy, I learned was called Fitzy. I was getting good at sucking him and he would hold my head with his cock as far back in my mouth as it would go and when he would cum the force it would shoot straight down my throat.
It was about six months since the first time I was at the State. When I got to Fitzy's room, he had a woman with him. He told me: "Kid tonight you will have to eat my cum from Liz's cunt.'