Gay Erotic Stories

This is not really a part two to my first story, but a more of a continuation of my thoughts on the matter. In the first part, I told of hitch-hiking home from a midnight show and being picked up on the street, by a gentleman from Georgia. This ended up, being my first M2M encounter. Continuing on, I still went to the midnight movies in downtown and hitch-hiked a ride home. I always seemed to get a quick ride at 1:30 - 2:00 in the morning, with about half of them ending up with me being satisfied, sexually. One particular fellow, who picked me up, several times, in his new Cadillac convertible, was always pleasant and always had a place to go. I found out later, that he was very prominant, in town, but I'll get into that later. After he would offer me a ride, he would drive up to this country club front gate and the guard would let him in and lock the gate behind us. The first time we went there, I asked him if this was OK and was it going to be private. He said, "Don't worry, I have it all worked out". He then told me that, sometimes, he comes up, late at night, to see the guard, himself. I think that they were doing each other, as he said, "Which ever one of us, was sitting up, in the car, would watch to see if anyone came to the gate". He would drive in and park in a front corner, the guard would lock the gate and go to his Cadillac. When my friend would bring in someone else, like me, he would go back behind some buildings, where no one could see, even if they did come into the country club at night. I was free to take off all my clothes and let him have me. One time, we even went out on a putting green, on the golf course. I think that I saw the guard watching us, but I did not care. A while later, I had bought my own car and did not have to hitch-hike home. But I would take a slow walk around the streets of the city at 2:00 AM. It was not uncommon for someone, cruising, to stop to pick me up. Even my friend with the new Cadillac. Years later, I had built my own amplifier, from a kit. I had assembled my own speaker cabinet. Only one speaker, in those days. Stereo had not come out yet. Anyway, I needed some type of cabinet to put my amplifer and record changer in. I went into this antique shop to look for and old washstand, etc. and what do you know ? There was my old friend, with the Cadillac. He did not recognize me, but I did him. His antique shop was just a hobby, as it was in his office, where he managed his real estate holdings. It was in one of those, turn of the century big brick houses. I said, "I know you". He said, "Sorry, but I don't think that I know you". I told him of our encounters, years before, and then he remembered. He said that he wished that we could visit for a while. I knew what he meant - LOL. He said that his wife was expecting him in about a half an hour. Then he said, "Come back here in my shop". I did and he immediately started to rub my dick, which was starting to get hard, already. I sat down on his stool and pulled my pants down. He then gave me a "quicky" blow-job and said to come back, earlier in the day, sometime. This was the start of something, regular, which lasted for years, but not frequently. He had a collection of 16mm porn and a 16mm projector, set up in one of the bedrooms in his big house. Whenever I would go by, he would lock the door and we would go upstairs, get naked and watch porn. It was good !