Saturday 1 September 2018

Lost Gay History: Stories from Australian Public Toilet Walls and Doors 1970s and 1980s - Blog 1


Before the internet and mobile phone devices, men who were interested in sex with other men, often used the walls and doors of male public toilets to leave not only phone numbers of sexually active people, but detailed stories for the enjoyment and information of other users. With a diverse community of drop-in users and little effort from the caretakers to remove any graffiti, these stories often stayed current for considerable periods of time (days or weeks). In their own way, the subtext also helped sexually educate other men as to the diversity of sexual activity and masculine interests happening in that neighbourhood.

Unfortunately, because of the transitory nature of these writings, little historical record of them has been able to be captured. But fortunately, I have now inherited a small collection of these stories that were directly transcribed “on location” or quickly written down shortly thereafter, so they are very authentic and illustrate a piece of M2M sexual history now rarely engaged in. They come from city and suburban public toilet blocks in Adelaide, Australia in the late 1970s and early 1980s.

To quote my source:
“I used to collect them whilst driving around - "doing the beats", usually during the day while travelling with my work. Also, there were 17 bogs (public toilet blocks) on my way home from work which I usually visited daily. If there was anything worth writing, I just locked the door and used whatever paper I had on me to copy the stories. Some have been re-written. Some stories were so good I would get a good hard cock and jerk off while reading them. Toilet walls now are boring...”

This is authentic M2M sexual history as written by the participants themselves. Enjoy these very rare historical insights into this lost sexual and male-bonding culture, where reading a paragraph or two on a cubicle wall or door told you that the strange urgent sexual urges that you have are also shared by other men, probably married, so perhaps you weren’t so queer or weird or deviant after-all. And if you sat there long enough, you might just meet another like-minded man who also liked to do pleasurable things with his cock and his mouth and his arse.

Humour:
“There was a young girl from France
Who jumped on a train in her pants
Twenty-one fucked her
Besides the conductor
And the driver shot twice in his pants” (September 1975)

Advice:
“It’s no good standing on the seat... the crabs in here can jump six feet!
(Response)
“Don’t be such a fuckin’ liar, the crabs in here can jump much higher!” (September 1975)

You’ve Come to the Right Location:
“I have been sucked off here many times. Weekdays 11-11.30 it is beautiful. I have also sucked his 9” cock and let him push it up me before he blew. When I sucked it I put my hand around and pulled it while I worked my mouth over the nob. Then when he blows I force the whole 9” down my throat. Then he slowly sucks me. (May 1976)

Sometimes an Entire Story:
“I was at this house last week doing a job about 10am. The woman went out and said she would be back at 3pm.
At 12.00 I felt horny and went to her bedroom. She had all this great gear. So, I got dressed up, stockings, belt, bra, wig, high heel boots and make up. I was standing at the mirror pulling myself when she came in and caught me.
She stood at the door and just looked. Then she said “You look beautiful. I want to fuck you – get on the bed.”  She stripped off to her stockings and put on a half bra that let her nipples stick out over the top. She got into bed and layed over the top of me with a tit in my mouth.
I sucked it hard as she stroked my balls, and slid her finger she had wet from her cunt up my arse.
Then we changed around to a 69 position and sucked each other. Then I rolled her off and over, lifted her legs over my shoulders and fucked her. (April 1977)

... and even the occasional Thank You to Shakespeare:
“To fuck or not to fuck, that is the question:
Whether ‘tis safer in the end to masturbate
To lie back dreaming of outrageous sex,
To take one’s sturdy pikestaff well in hand
And by manipulation, climax. Then to sleep,
No more to fear the Pox or cries of rape
Or legal claims because of pills forgot.
To sleep perchance to dream of more stupendous sex
And come again. To fuck or not to fuck
‘Tis wiser in the end to masturbate.”

A Final Contemplation:
“Some come to sit and think.
Some come to shit and stink.
I come here to scratch my balls
And read the writing on the walls.” (April 1977)


More of these historical discoveries in another blog soon.





A STRAIGHT MAN’S GUIDE TO SAME SEX HOOK-UPS: How And Where To Find Your Man 

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THE VERSATILE HUSBAND: Live Your Passion This is a more comprehensive version of A STRAIGHT MAN’S GUIDE TO SAME SEX HOOK-UPS and includes examining why as sexually frustrated men we feel the way we do and what can be done to improve the situation. Particularly useful for any married man who needs more detail  before deciding whether or not to sexually play with men.

e-book and paperback at Amazon.com or
paperback only at your favourite online or local bookstore.

For a plain unidentifiable eBook cover edition go tohttp://www.amazon.com/Versatile-Husband-Plain-Cover-ebook/dp/B009V5AXEI

"A straightforward, practical guide for men in heterosexual relationships who'd like to explore sex with other men. Frank, honest and understanding."Kirkus Reviews

Saturday 11 August 2018

Blindfolded for Anonymous Sex




Recently a young friend wanted to spice up the long-term sex life he has with his mature-age fuck-buddy.

“I want you to leave the apartment door open so that I can arrive, let myself in and then find you ready for sex. In fact, I want you naked on the bed, blindfolded, arse lubed and ready for me to immediately plunge into. And NO TALKING!”

Later I spoke to both of them about what happened, their feelings and whether it was a successful idea or not ...

The Younger “Anonymous Stalker”:
He’d been watching porn on his computer and became obsessed with the hotel bedroom action where one – or many more – anonymous dudes arrive, strip, fuck the host and leave without the recipient knowing anything about them other than a mini Grindr profile or a quick phone chat giving the room number. From the stalker’s point of view, he’s invited there and is handed full control of the situation. Because there is no eye contact this can mean that the visitor’s not being judged on age, body mass, skin colour or sexual experience. He’s been contacted because the host wants pure physical sex without any emotion, romantic touching, kissing or mutual clothing removal. The stalker wants to feel a bit dirty, a bit sleazy by almost breaking into the strange environment, finding his willing prey and then going at his own pace to fuck the host. He also knows that once the deed is done, there’s no showering or cleaning up, just wipe off, pull up the trousers, and leave. The whole thing would probably not take more than 5 to 10 minutes, maximum. It’s pure animal fucking without any emotion or involvement. And chances are it’s all being secretly filmed so that the host can look at it later and see who it really was that fucked him.

And how did my young friend feel about this copycat encounter? He loved every minute. He said that he was incredibly turned-on by the thought of being totally in charge, the idea of secretly sneaking into the house and being able to violate his buddy. While fucking him, he did feel it a little odd that there was no real communication between the two of them, but hey, his cock was getting well serviced and that’s what it was all about. If his host was secretly filming it that would have been an extra turn-on, but he couldn’t see any tell-tale red light. He felt relieved that he didn’t have to put any effort into the encounter other than his thrusting. No kissing, not much touching, no pillow-talk – it was all so easy – and exciting. It was a bit different to the hotel room scenario as they knew each other, but he loved the freedom of being a sly slut, sneaking into a man’s home, being the aggressor without any responsibility and simply living the scene just as all that erotic hotel sex with strangers had shown him.

The Mature-Age Host:
He was a bit surprised at the suggestion, but happy to make his younger lover excited. The day and time were fixed, he lubed his arse in readiness, and when he heard the door open and then close, he slipped the mask over his eyes, put the buttocks into the air and took a long, deep sniff from the popper (amyl) bottle. He knew it was genuinely his fuck buddy, so felt safe, though he was very aware of a heightened awareness through his ears. He heard the familiar unzipping of the trousers, the sound of him taking a sniff from the bottle, but when all was silent for a moment he was suddenly aware that his senses were extremely sharp and on edge. It was like a charge of electricity when fingertips touched his nipples. He was acutely aware of his erection as it twitched and strengthened stronger than he had known it in a long time. Without so much as a finger of preparation, the big head of his buddy slipped earnestly and deeply inside him. In his mind’s eye he felt that he was visually looking at it as it began to plunge deeper and deeper, in and out. They both continued their popper assistance with a sniff or two of enjoyment with the only other sound in the room being the slapping of balls and bodies. The blindfolded host was alive to every nuance of movement and touch, especially as he felt the muscle spasms of imminent climaxing followed by the deep thrusts of his buddy cumming inside of him. Within seconds he felt the withdrawal and heard the familiar plop as it exited his body. With a wipe of the towel, the noise of the zipper retracing itself and the door being closed, he knew it was over.

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And what did he feel? He’d had exciting sensory sex but in a detached sort of way. He was simply the receptacle for his friend’s physical horniness, a convenient piece of man-meat that could be used and abused in whatever way the anonymous guest chose. There was no verbal communication whatsoever, no stimuli connected through eye-contact, no emotional attachment. He did then realise that he got little out of it, and somehow felt somewhat empty. He was alone and there wasn’t even the memory of the pleasures derived from naked body contact, nor from the lasting sensual pleasures of locked lips. After lifting the blindfold and getting up to lock the door, he decided that he didn’t even want to masturbate – he felt very much alone. It was a lesson in learning that just having an anonymous man use you for his sex is not enough. Good sex comes from a multiple of sensory and sensual stimuli combining together to leave an emotional satisfaction long after your sexual partner has departed. It takes two enthusiastic multi-disciplinary men to achieve that.

There you have it – Two men. One Sex act. Two different feelings. A timely reminder that there’s two sides to every sexual encounter.





A STRAIGHT MAN’S GUIDE TO SAME SEX HOOK-UPS: How And Where To Find Your Man 

When it is time to have sex with men, you need answers! 

Don't f**k up the potentially hottest sex time in your life by not knowing the facts. I'm the ex-married gay man who writes this blog, so I'm sharing my experiences with you in this easy-to-read ebook so that your sex with guys can be brilliant and always available. 

It's the best couple of dollars you'll ever invest!

ebook download at:


THE VERSATILE HUSBAND: Live Your Passion This is a more comprehensive version of A STRAIGHT MAN’S GUIDE TO SAME SEX HOOK-UPS and includes examining why as sexually frustrated men we feel the way we do and what can be done to improve the situation. Particularly useful for any married man who needs more detail  before deciding whether or not to sexually play with men.

e-book and paperback at Amazon.com or
paperback only at your favourite online or local bookstore.

For a plain unidentifiable eBook cover edition go tohttp://www.amazon.com/Versatile-Husband-Plain-Cover-ebook/dp/B009V5AXEI

"A straightforward, practical guide for men in heterosexual relationships who'd like to explore sex with other men. Frank, honest and understanding."Kirkus Reviews