little more practice so we could start on that right away." He laughed again and kissed my forehead.

I stayed with Butch all morning and late into the evening. He was a great guy. He didn’t have to share this with me besides I might have done it for nothing after I got to thinking about it. We drove around the city and we had lunch at a great place near the piers. We made arrangements to meet again next weekend for another night of entertainment. He gave me $2,400 dollars in cash and took me to a bank where I deposited it in a checking account. He said I could stay with him at his place when I came ashore. We became good friends that day. I had to go back to the ship that following evening. I knew I would look at life quite a bit differently now that I had experienced man love. I would no longer ever call another man a faggot or queer.

As I approached the ship my other 3 buddies were on the dock. They looked like Hell warmed over. They all had hangovers, their clothes were messy and stained, where as I was all ‘spit and polished’ and had a big smile on my face, and I might add, money in the bank. They looked at me in wonderment as I walked quickly by them.

"Ahoy mates. Did you get laid?"

Then I laughed and walked up the gangplank looking forward to entertaining again next weekend.

Story by Richard Barber
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