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| Title | Connections, Vol. 2, No. 6, June 1980 |
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| Publisher | Gay Community Services |
| Date | June 1980 |
| Language | English |
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| Identifier | OCLC: 5962584 |
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| Rights | No Copyright - United States |
| Note | This item was digitized from materials loaned by the Gulf Coast Archive and Museum (GCAM). |
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| Transcript | 14 ~ 'CONNECTIONS8 'till death feNMoss do us part They looked so alone, at first. Two disting- . uished, middle-.aged gentlemen in suits seem out of place in a disco crowd. But it soon became obvious they had many friends. There was a constant crowd at their table. When some people would drift away to dance, others would stop at their table to talk. I was a stranger and had never met either of them, but they seemed most familiar to all the congregation in the bar. As the night progressed, I found the two gentlemen's names were James and Tom. One young man spoke of the two as "parents." After several dances with one blonde number, I found myself being introduced to James and Tom. They knew my blonde escort very well. We sat at the table and had a pleasant conversation. As it neared closing time, James and Tom invited me to stay at their house, rather than go to the local baths. It may have been the liquor that I had consumed or It may have been the undaring stares I had been receiving from Tom that made me accept the invitation. The house was located out in the country. We talked about each other on the long drive home and learned even more about each other. James, I found, was forty-three. He had been born in Montana and had been raised on his father's cattle ranch. He had originally moved to the city to go to college. He had met Tom at the bar one night several years earlier. They became fast friends and soon found themselves wanting, to be around each other fre and more. They settled* down -on a small country ot that j !%%e'rirst moved to the city. Tom was a brown-headed thirty-nine year old Scorpio. He had been born and raised in Central ■Mr * „ , 4_ i : Texas. He had joined the array when he was eighteen. After a four year bout with the military, Tom decided to travel. He had gone to California; New York; Canada and many other interesting places. He had originally just planned on passing through the city, hut he liked it and had decided to stay a few days longer when he met James. During our conversation ahout my lovers, Tom said he wanted me to know that he and James were not lovers, hut only "good pals." I thought the situation a hit strange as they certainly acted as if they were lovers, Tom saw the look of dishelief on my face and explained that he and James had "been lovers, hut found that "being tied down kept their life together somewhat strained, so they became pals. Soon we arrived at our destination. James1 description had just not done justice to all the hard work they had put into the house and lot. A simple frame house sat surrounded hy plants of all kinds, sizes, and shapes. Although the house was simple on the outside, it was elegant on the inside. Everything, including the early ceiling fans, looked as if they belonged in the house all along. The natural wooden floors and the natural brick walls added a flair that was to he unknown hy any other house I was to ever enter again. It was late, so we decided to bed down for the night, I was given a most comfortable room in the back of the house. A waterbed adorned the center of the room. Chocolate brown drapes fluttered on the windows and a rice brown velvet bedspread lashed across the bed. I got ready for bed after taking a sensuous shower, I slipped into ray jockstrap and crawled underneath the warmth of the bedspread, I soon flew into a fast and deep sleep. I was very tired after my long trip and the fast-paced evening I spent at the bar. It began to snow during the evening. During the night I grew restless and woke up. I got up to go to the kitchen and get something to drink. Although I tried to make very little noise, I woke Tom, and he came into the kitchen to help me locate the things. I made myself a sandwich out of some leftovers in the refrigerator and got myself a glass of milk. Tom suggested that we retire to the living room to sit and talk in front of the fire. The fire was very warm and the glowing coals that were scattered in the logs gave the room a small orange glow. Tom and I sat down near the fireplace. As we talked, I began to feel a closeness with Tom. Soon the conversation fell to the general closeness which surrounded the room. As Tom and I cuddled together in front of the fire, we slowly drifted into a world of our own. We finished our snacks and decided we would retire for the rest of the night. Upon reaching the bedroom, we found that our sexual appetites for one another had grown. We lay in each other's arms, caressing and kissing and fondling the object of our desires. Our following actions and motions held us in a state of suspended animation. We were joined not only in body, but in being and essence. The hours that we spent entwined were both fulfilling and joyous. We finally drifted off to sleep and woke in the morning feeling renewed and refreshed, I've lived here in the small frame house for five years now. James and Tom are still good pals, as are James and I. We are all very close to each other and make up a wonderous little family. Tom and I are now lovers. We have much joy and tranquility in our relationship. We have shared our love with James and with each other. Our lives are abundant and filled. We truly meant the pledge we made when we held each other's hands in the small, but quaint country church and were jouned in Holy Union. We shall be together till death do us part. |
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