Doug Deeson's musings

Garret returned from his trip, which curtailed some of their play time.  John discussed Adam with Al, when they finally connected and John was right, Al was not interested in playing with the young man. Adam had other ideas, on that subject though.   It was several weeks later as Adam lay on top of John’s chest as they lay in John’s bed. They had just fucked and Adam was trying to entice John’s cock to come back to life, for another round.   Since their first session, Adam had become a somewhat demanding bottom.   He wanted cock and he wanted it in him, all the time, but settled for a butt plug that John had bought him.   He wore it often.   John had no trouble now sliding into Adam’s ass.   They had to be careful, of course, meeting only when Adam’s father was not around or when John’s brother was at work.   Their time was severely limited as a result, but they were able to find a window several times a week, and had been careful, so far. ...

They didn’t have a place to play, at least with each other.  Al was married, with two kids and John lived with his brother. Neither was out, so neither was willing to wreck their home lives.   It made things difficult for them and limited the times they could play. Still, they managed to carve out times, here and there.  They’d fuck in Al’s car, or sneak into the other’s home when they were alone. The thing was that John was tired of sneaking around, he was ready to come out and he wanted Al to join him.  For John, that wouldn’t be a major change, for Al it would mean the end of his marriage, possibly losing his kids and he wasn’t ready to do that.  Not familiar with gay culture, they didn’t know about bath houses.   And so, they resorted to sneaking around with each other.   This was the mid-eighties, they didn’t have cell phones and no internet.   They managed though. On this night, Al called John and asked if John was free.   “I...