"SAILOR’S DELIGHT”


Part 1 Let’s Go Hustle Some Queers.

Our ship had docked after being out to sea for several weeks. We were all happy about our 3-day passes. A man can get really horny being away from sexual partners for this length of time. Of course I was at that age where I was horny most of the time anyway. I would try to have some private time aboard the ship, but it was hard to do. I liked to masturbate a few times each day or night. It seemed to release built up stress, besides it just felt so damn good. I noticed other men didn’t seem to care if others knew they were whacking their pud, but I guess I was a more private person. I have come upon mates masturbating together in the showers, and the head, and heard rumours of ‘circle jerks’ taking place in various areas of the ship. I had no objection to their activities, because I knew it was just a natural sexual thing to do.

I have made several good friends aboard the ship so when we had ‘leave’ we would go ashore together as a group to find some pussy. This time they said they were going to ‘roll some queers’ to get some money. They suggested hustling their cocks and getting a queer to blow them, get their rocks off and get paid for it. I guess I was still naive about such matters, but that sounded like the more logical thing to do. I had never had a queer blow me, but getting my rocks, and getting paid for it, sounded like a good deal to me. I didn’t know how to manage this, but thought I would observe my more experienced buddies to learn how this was done.

"Mike, are you ready to get laid?" one of my buddies yelled at me as we headed down the gangplank to the dock.

"Let’s go roll some queers first" another man suggested.

There were 4 of us in our little "gang" that had become closer friends. We headed for the nearest bus stop for a trip to the active part of the city. We arrived after about a 15-minute ride and got off near the entertainment section
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"Come on Mike, we will show you how to make some money from that big cock of yours." Jack said and he motioned me to follow him.

I knew I was quite a bit larger than most of the men because when we were taking our showers together they would tease me. They would say they dared not drop the soap around me. They didn’t want that monster up their ass. I just smiled with pride and shook it at them in jest. Some of the men would stare at my cock admiringly. I would sometimes have to turn away because I found myself getting aroused from the men watching me. I had to admit I had an unusually big cock and a nice set of balls and now tonight on my shore leave I was going to try to use it to make money.

"Just sit here at the bus stop and a fag will come by and ask if you want to take a ride. Then you will hop in the car. The fag will want to ‘feel you up’, and you will say, ‘If you want my cock, you will have to pay for it.’ He will