Those of you who have been following my stories know that I was in the U.S. Army and had lived in Japan, Germany and now Austria. In l948 I was transferred to Austria. Austria was beautiful and I loved it. I was 20 years old at that time and loved exploring the world. The U.S. Army had a school in Zell am See, Austria, that was located in two resort hotels.

I have always felt that I had an angel on my shoulder. My angel got the best assignments for me when I was in the army and he kept me out of trouble. How else can I explain my being in the Army, living in a resort hotel on this beautiful lake? I could fish from the balcony of my room, never have any inspections, stationed in so many beautiful places and having so many good assignments and friends. Plus I was meeting all these sexy guys and having plenty of good hot gay sex.

During my time then, there was very little chance of catching any diseases so I could have hot sex and not worry about it and I never did use a condom. I always went in bareback! Zell am See was a very old, small village. There was really not a lot to do in the town so I did the best I could to keep myself busy and out of trouble. One summer afternoon I took a walk in the hills that surrounded the village. I was walking on the mountainside overlooking the little village, when I saw a very small and very cute house.

On the small front deck was an Austrian man, relaxing and enjoying the view of the village. He was a nice looking guy, about 35 or so, nice body and personality, so I started a conversation with him. Of course he spoke better English than my poor German, so we could converse. He owned this tiny house on the side of the mountain that looked over Zell am See, the lake and the village on the other side of the lake. He used it for holidays only.

A couple of weeks later, I had just finished my dinner and wanted to take a walk, so once again I was walking on the same path that passed his house and he was again on his deck, again I said hello and he invited me to join him on the deck. He got us a beer and we were chatting and watching the sun go down as the radio played some classical music. It was a very beautiful experience. It did not take long for me to turn the conversation around and we were talking about sex. He said that he did not have a girlfriend. I told him that he must be very horny then. He laughed and told me that he was gay!

By this time I had let enough out for him to know that I was gay also. So we talked about gay life in Austria and he told me about some of the hot sex he had had. I would always let a guy know I was gay but I always did lie and tell them that I had not had much gay sex. I guess I was a virgin over and over again, several times. I never did let a guy know that I was very active sexually.

In Austria and Germany, back then, a gay person was referred to as "a warm