Date: Mon, 7 Jan 2013 08:27:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Anthony Palazzo <apalazzo198@yahoo.com>
Subject: vintage thrills:  40. Young Love in the East Village

Young Love in the East Village

It was time again for me to exercise my voyeur propensity and maybe have a
little safe sex.  I had seen an ad in a gay magazine advertising two young
guys.  When I called, I spoke with one, Adam, who was very friendly,
encouraging, and left no doubt that sex would be involved.  It was not one
of those cautious offers for a "full massage." The fee was steep.  Very
steep. Even me, who had learned that you usually get what you pay for, was
taken aback.  But I had long ago decided that I was entitled to this safe,
satisfying way of fulfilling my bisexuality, and if it cost big bucks, it
was after all just an occasional indulgence. I hesitated just a moment
before I agreed to the price.  Adam gave directions, we settled on a time
and there was little more to say.

"We can do pretty much whatever you like," Adam assured in signing off.


A few hours later I arrived in this unfamiliar neighborhood of the East
Village.  Kind of run down with lots of people hanging out on the street
corners and near storefronts.  I was a little spooked by the scene, but I
found the address after a few wrong turns and rang the bell.  I quickly met
Adam in person who then introduced me to his buddy, Jeff. They were both
very young looking.  The ad said that they were 22 and 23 years old.  They
were both very, very thin.  Too thin for my taste, actually.  On the tall
side with long, thin legs and hardly any asses at all.  Both had amazingly
similar bodies.  As I think back on them, I am struck by their similarity
in appearance.  Adam was lighter in coloring, with dirty blond hair, and
softer more feminine features. Jeff had dark hair and had a pointy nose and
a pointy chin.  They were practically the same height and must have weighed
within a few pounds of each other.


Adam was the friendlier of the two and more talkative.  Within a few
minutes I learned where they were from originally, how they liked living in
the East Village, and how much rent they paid for the apartment. I was
amazed at the high rent for such a shitty neighborhood.  My surprise must
have registered on my face because Adam quickly defended the price by
mentioning that there was another room, a bedroom, to the side of the room
in which we were standing.  Adam explained that they were overdue three
weeks in their rent payment but said that this was a common situation for
them, and usually somebody comes along to bail them out at the last minute.
He was making me feel like a benefactor to a worthy cause, and perhaps that
was his intention.


Without much more in the way of preliminaries, Adam and Jeff stood before
me and began to kiss.  They were both wearing only shorts and tank
tops. Adam soon fell to his knees and pulled down Jeff's shorts, revealing
a big, fat, circumcised dick which perhaps looked even larger because of
Jeff's thin legs and torso. I looked at Jeff's ass.  It was hardly there at
all.  Each cheek was no larger than a small cantaloupe. Adam was now
slurping his friend's dick unceremoniously.  After a bit, they stopped,
stripped completely, including their sneakers. As they did, they made small
talk with each other and with me.  Adam told me that they were having sex
when I called, but stopped when they learned that they would be performing
for a client.  So, in other words, they needed little warm-up.  Now they
stretched out on a small day bed, side by side and resumed their
lovemaking.  I also had taken off all my clothes, and was now sitting on
the edge of the bed.  As they kissed, they seemed to be awaiting
instructions.  I asked them if they would sixty nine for me. Adam nodded
agreement, and spun around into the appropriate position.  They both were
hard as any 22 year old should be, and were a beautiful sight as they
bobbed their heads on their lover's cock. They were lying on their sides,
while I actually preferred the over-under position for viewing, but I dared
not get too picky.


As the mutual blowjob progressed, I examined the accommodating performers
more closely.  Adam's ass was facing me, and it was as small and bony as
his lover's.  Little round globes.  Both boys were practically hairless.
Adam had a nice dick, thinner and shorter than his lover's, but still
looking oversized in relation to his body size.  I cupped Adam's asscheeks.
They felt just as I imagined they would.  I began to slowly jerk off as I
moved closer to the suck show. I ran my hand across Adam's back and then
his ass and down his legs.  Then I caressed his face, and felt his cheek
that bulged with his friend's big dick.  He didn't pause or respond in any
way to my exploration.


After a few minutes without any verbal communication, the boys changed
position. Adam lay back on the bed, while Jeff knelt between his legs.  He
sucked his cock and simultaneously played with both nipples.  Adam reached
over to me and tentatively reached for my cock.  I moved closer and allowed
him to jerk me off as he enjoyed the blowjob that his friend was giving. He
twisted my chest hair and smiled up at me as his friend went all the way
down, swallowing him in a deep throat.  Seeing this made me hot, and I
moved away from Adam's hand, and moved behind the taciturn, sucking Jeff.
I began to play with Jeff's ass, who remained silent.  After a bit, Jeff
sat up and fed his semihard dick into his friend's mouth.  Jeff was now
straddling Adam's chest and began long stroking into Adam's throat.  Adam
took it without any difficulty, but the action soon changed again.  Jeff
had, without my noticing, taken a condom from somewhere within reach, and
was rolling it onto his cock.  Adam snuggled down into the bed, pushing the
pillow away from his head, and raising his ass in anticipation.  As Jeff
slowly began to insert his dick into the waiting hole, Adam smiled and
raised and spread his legs. I was entranced by the casual way this
remarkable event had crept up on me. Here I was, inches away from a young
couple tenderly fucking. The fucking never rose to a fever pitch with loud
grunting or hard thrusts.  It was rather a slow, gentle, sweet fuck.  I
spoke to the boys as they fucked.

"Do you remember the first time Jeff fucked you?"  I asked Adam.

"Sure," he smiled.  "The first night we met."

"How long ago was that?"

"Fourteen months ago,"

responded the quiet Jeff, without hesitation.

I moved behind Jeff, and started to play with his ass as he fucked
Adam. Although he was clearly the top in the relationship, he didn't seem
to mind.


And after all, Adam had said when we spoke on the phone that almost
anything I wanted to do would be okay.  In fact they probably expected me
to want to fuck or be fucked by one or both.  Considering the fee they
charge, they must be accustomed to delivering a lot more than I was
demanding.


So I began to gradually finger fuck Jeff, as he thrust into his lover.  The
boys smiled benignly.  Within five minutes or so, Jeff was withdrawing and
pulling off his condom.  He jerked himself for several seconds as several
volleys of translucent white cum splattered his boyfriend's flat belly.


This surprised me in retrospect.  You expect to see guys pulling out and
jerking off to climax in a fuck film, for the benefit of the audience.
Between lovers, I would think that it would have been more natural for Jeff
to remain inside as he came.  But I guess, like a fuck film, the boys
regarded this as more of a performance than genuine personal lovemaking,
and therefore felt obliged to deliver the money shot.


 Adam and I followed Jeff in jerking ourselves off to a much needed come.
I was offered, and accepted the use of the shower.  In visiting some
masseurs and sex performers I might have been hesitant to leave my clothes
containing valuables like a wallet and watch as I left to shower. But I
felt quite comfortable and safe with these nice wholesome boys.


As I prepared to leave, Jeff finally said a few words as he asked what kind
of work I do.  We chatted for a few minutes and then I hugged the boys
goodbye.  They encouraged me to return often, but I knew that I would not
be able to afford this type of service on a regular basis.


It was a splurge that I don't regret.  The boys were sweet and it might
have been the only time that I observed two males in sexual intimacy who
truly cared for each other.