One of the guys opened a door and said "Hey, there's a TV in here!"
What we found was a series of narrow doors, all right next to one another on both sides of the hall. None of us had been down the hall, so as a herd, we all went back. Finally, the group decided it was time to get going (having bought nothing) when one of the guys pointed down a hallway and asked if anyone knew what was back that way. We all walked around the store perusing the magazines, carefully avoiding the gay ones! I learned a lot about my buddies (the perverts), based on what section they spent the longest time in. What a shocker for a small town kid like me! I loved it! The magazines were divided into areas of the store based on their content, you know soft core here, hard core there, gay in the corner, bondage up front, etc.
Inside the store were racks and racks and racks of dildoes, rubber pussies, various odds and ends sex toys, and the freakiest skin mags you could ever want to see. The walls were yellow with cigarette smoke the floors were old worn out institutional-type tile that was grey from the years of traffic on it. When we arrived, man, what a dive! We walked in and the place was just filthy inside and out. In the car on the way there, we all admitted that we had never been to a store like that (most of us were just barely 18 years old), and we did not know what to expect. One day we were flipping through some porno mags in the dorms, talking about how hot the girls were, when one of the guys mentioned that there was an adult bookstore in town and we should run over there and get some new porn. I had made a bunch of new friends and we hung out and partied a lot. When I got to college, things were going pretty well. That was my only gay experience until I left home and went to college the following fall, though I had begun to fantasize more and more about sucking cock. He finished me off, but I panicked and left before he finished. One thing led to another and before I knew we had each other's cock in our mouths, in a 69 in the middle of his living room. When I was 18 in high school I had an oral sex session with one of my friends from the drama club (I know what you're thinking.but, I am actually a Jock Type, an injury forced me to miss a season from fall sports, and to get out of the house and meet chicks, I joined the drama club for one year).Īnyway, my friend from drama and I had thrown a Xmas party and after all the girls left we got to talking about sex and he told me he was gay. I was actually not gay, but had always been curious about what it would be like to be with another man and suck his cock. Growing up in a small town in the northern Midwest, I had not experienced a lot of gay sexual action.