I was seventeen and my parents went out of town. I got bored and took the car and went to cruise around the outdoor mall, and I took peter out and let it air as I drove around. I got bored and decided to go drive on the bypass and stroked myself while I drove. I got off the bypass before it joined the highway and decided that I would drive back through town back to my house. I got off and drove down this small unlit street and I drove past a small park and there were two guys siting in a car, they were making out.

I went around a couple of the neighborhood streets and came back to the park with my lights off and stopped and watched these two guys make out. I had peter out and I was stroking. A knock on the window and this guy asked me if I needed company, he walked around and got in the passenger seat. He saw peter and asked if he could give it a try and he took peter in his hand and got down to suck. He sucked me and got me to shoot my seventeen year old cum in his mouth. He wanted to get in the back seat and make out, the guys in the other car were out of sight. He had only one thing on his mind and he fucked me in the back seat, asked me to say thank you and said he might see me again if I came by.

I went back there many times to watch and stroke peter. Some guys made out and when they got down you could watch the car go up and down. There were never any cops there, I never saw one and I never heard anyone talk about that park at night. I went there to jerk off. I never had another guy knock on my window.I followed a couple of cars but they just went to a house and one of the guys would get out, I never found out where they hung out. At school things were normal and most of the time I had a hard time explaining to my parents why I wanted to borrow the car. I kept a small towel under the seat to wipe my cum off the steering wheel and dash, my game was to see if I could shoot hard enough to hit the windshield.

After high school I went to this trade school to learn radio repair. The instructor was a guy in his mid thirties, he also owned this radio store, not music radios, but radios for police cars and industrial use. He hired me to work for him. The repair work was on these benches that were chest high, I was working on this radio and he came up behind me and looked over my shoulder and when his chest was on my back I just leaned back. He touched my shoulder, I had put the radio down and his hand went down my side and over my behind. He asked me if I liked that. I was too stupefied to answer. His hand went around front and grabbed peter in my pants. He turned my face and kissed me.

And that is how I had my first gay affair in my small town. We had to be careful, we had sex at his apartment upstairs, he liked me enough and I was the fairy. I worked for him for over five years when he told me that he was going to move to Alaska to work with his brother. He asked me to come along but I couldn't leave home. He sold me his shop far below what all the equipment was worth. My father decided to buy the small building and I moved into the apartment upstairs. I stayed in town. During my time with him we traveled from time to time to San Francisco to buy inventory. He introduced me to the part of town where gays hung out. I continued going to San Francisco to buy inventory and it wasn't that hard, there were lots of military guys who were living in San Francisco at the time and most of them were gay looking for some action at night. I liked military guys, I never liked dressing like a fairy.