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A Special Place

by Glen


The 1350 Club wasn't just a gay bathhouse, it was a place where an attractive guy could take away all your cares and woes. In the arms of an attractive guy, I couldn't remember my troubles. Sometimes I couldn't remember my own name. An attractive guy was interested in me---that was all there was to think about. It healed all emotional wounds, all sufferings out in the real world. At least for a while. Sex was icing on the cake. Getting closer still to someone attractive was Heaven. I thought I had died and gone to Heaven the first time a really attractive guy let me enter him. The orgasm I reached ended our intimacy. It should have confirmed how i felt about him and our intimacy, but it didn't. Back out in the corridor, he went off after someone else. At 20, I got back interest from too many guys to stay put. They scrambled for a second look at a good looking body and then couldn't stop staring. That singled me out as somebody special and I loved that. Out in the real world was where I really needed to feel good about myself, but I felt lost. I looked like everybody else. I didn't even rate a smile from an attractive guy. The 1350 Club was my world.

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9 Gay Erotic Stories from Glen

A Catalina Night To Remember

C'mon, it'll be interesting," my mom said as we boarded a boat to Catalina Island. But the only thing that interested me was a young man who sat where I couldn't see him easily. I got an eyeful when he left the boat ahead of mom and I. And I got a few words with him at a sidewalk newsstand where our moms stopped to buy film. He had been "dragged along," he complained

A New Attitude

My first time was with an older cousin while his parents slept in the next room. Even when I felt him come inside me I wasn't quite sure we had done it. It all happened so fast. Only when his whole body went limp did I know we had done the deed. And suddenly there was another side to being gay. I had a choice of perspective now. Other people's negative reactions

A Special Place

The 1350 Club wasn't just a gay bathhouse, it was a place where an attractive guy could take away all your cares and woes. In the arms of an attractive guy, I couldn't remember my troubles. Sometimes I couldn't remember my own name. An attractive guy was interested in me---that was all there was to think about. It healed all emotional wounds, all sufferings out in the real

First Things First.

Here's the best advice I ever got from a lover: Put your partner's sexual needs ahead of your own if you want him coming back for more. Show him every consideration. Show him how pleased you are to be pleasing him and then please him in every way. A backrub is a wonderful beginning and it can build into a full-body massage. But go slow. Take your time. And use more

My First Trial Orgy, Part 1

"After work, some of the guys are going over to Benny's house for dinner," my friend Robert said. "You want to go?' It was a chance at a good meal. Benny was a good cook. Of course, I wanted to go. But five minutes after we arrived at Benny's house, Robert and the other two guys were out of their clothes and kicking back in Benny's backyard jacuzzi. So was Benny after he couldn't

My First Trial Orgy, Part 2

"Look, Glen," Robert said, "if you want me to keep coming around to see you, don't be trying to change me, okay? You're going to have to take me as I am!" I took Robert the only way I could get him---naked as a jay bird climbing in and out of Benny's Jacuzzi. I took my time, little cautious steps while he plodded along slow until I was able to charm him into the first

My First Trial Orgy, Part 3

"Hi," was all he had to say, and then he spread my legs and pushed himself into me. The look on Robert's face told me this one was gorgeous and then he left the Jacuzzi to stand over us while we fucked. Sex outdoors in front of an audience was like stepping through Alice's looking glass Imagine. The sun is high in the sky and every naked guy has a naughty look to offer

My Tom

My buddy Tom was a guy who had always done everything right and reaped the rewards. In high school, top grades put him in junior college before his senior year and there he excelled. Everything Tom did, he did well. His future seemed so bright. Until one night at dinner. He covered his face with his hands and started crying. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I don't know, but

Too Much, Too Soon

Right around the corner from the apartment I shared with my mom was a theatre. Actors performed plays there every other week, small bands offered concerts, political groups met, and my mom couldn't stay away. "Do you have to go there every night?" I asked her. "You don't hear me complain when you run off to college every morning!" "It's not the same thing." "It

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