During the 20 years I was in the U S Army, I was very sexually active! I had good control and had to live the straight life in order to remain in the army, but I always was looking for some stud that was outstanding to fix up. I always wanted only the very best looking guys and that is what I went for. I had found out that the good-looking guys were as horny as the ugly ones. So why not go for the best! Then I had another advantage, I always felt that I had an angel on my shoulder and this little angel kept me out of trouble and warned me when to watch out! I still have him!

Writing my stories is easy, since they are all true. I just write about it, as it happened. It is a bit embarrassing for me to admit to all of my sexual escapades. Lets face it; I was a cocksucker back then and a damn good one at that. Then, I think that I am now 75 years old, so what the hell. Tell it like it was and hope that those who read my stories will be able to know just how gay sex was when I was a young man. (1940’s, 50’s and 60’s)

In l956 I was stationed in Liverno, Italy. Italy was the land of the horny studs and I sure did get my share of them. I was 28 at that time, a sergeant in the army and always horny. I did not know it at the time, but my soul mate was living in Liverno at the same time. I never knew him until we met in San Francisco in 1961 and compared notes. We are still together after 42 years. He is the guy that edits my stories for me.

One evening I drove to my apartment in the city and found the streets of the city were filled with American sailors! Yep, the fleet was in. I loved it when the fleet was in port. The US Navy would pull their ships into our port on occasions. They then let the sailors roam the city. Of course they had been aboard a ship for months and were horny as hell.

When the fleet was in port, the sailors would walk through the streets of Liverno. They always went in groups of 3 or 4 or more. Seldom did you see a sailor that was not with a buddy or two. Since they were all from the same ship, they knew each other and were friends.

This one evening, I was checking the streets out for "sea food" (sailors). They came in all colors, shapes, sizes and desires. I wanted them all. Then I saw this sailor that was alone. The minute I saw this sailor, I knew I had to try to get him. He was about 23, well over 6 foot tall, very good looking in a rough country way. His hands were huge! Big long fingers! Made me wonder if his dick was big and long also - so I wanted to find out. Another thing I liked about him, he was from a ranch in Texas. So here was a cowboy, a sailor and a horny stud, all in one. What more could a guy ask for?

I was able to get a conversation going with him and together we walked around the town. I was dressed in civilian clothing and told him I was