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The book of queers that my friend's father kept
I lived next door to a boy my age, we went to school together. His father was a doctor. One day at his house he showed me a book his father had, like a book that people had in the living room, it had pictures of male penises, in all states of erection. White penises, black penises, Indian penises, Mexican penises. And it had pictures of men kissing, and men holding penises in their hands, and men kissing penises, and men with penises in their mouths, and penises in their anus.
Little did we know at the time that his father was as queer as a three dollar bill and we would spend the years together sucking on each other, kissing, jerking off, and when we got older, playing hide the penis in an anus. He did most of the hiding, I did most of the anus. I loved being fucked and kissed.
I was in college working on my degree in Interior Design when I got a package in the mail. It was that book of my neighbors father. It had a note with it, he said he thought I would like it, his father had passed unexpectedly and he quickly retrieved the book so his mother wouldn't find it.
I love the book, and I spend quiet time with it, fantasizing about the man with this or that penis, who now are all old, the book was printed in the fifties. We found out that his dad was queer by accident, one night we were riding around and decided to go look at the queers that hung outside this xrated theatre. And we saw his dad, pick up a queer boy, and followed him. Yes, his dad liked boys, no doubt about it.
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