Time Traveller

I was raised on old orange groves in the San Gabriel Valley.

The closest big town was Whittier, it had a main street and a department store.

The closest gay bar was either just east of Pasadena or somewhere near the Navy Base 

(Long Beach  San Pedro).

As young gay men will do, I had identified several fellow travelers within my high school.

My friend and sex partner Joe was far ahead of me. He! Was already doing public restrooms and! Cruise prone parks.

And were both tall and could pass for older so as soon as we had freedom of transport we were off.

Joe had heard from one of his adult tricks about a "rough trade" bar in Harbor City so of course we had to go.

It was a dark no-frills place with a hunk of naugahleather across the door.

Inside, mostly standing room, raw lumber, was there sawdust? And maybe a dozen men from early 20s up to near senior citizen age.

Joe instantly abandoned me to chat up a lumbering farm boy type.

I tried my best to melt into the shadows.

I was never the jeans type, I was probably too preppy for this room.

As I was nursing a club soda with lime (could have been vodka right?) A. Pleasant guy about fifty maybe wandered up beside me.

"have you been deserted?"

We chatted on stiffly.

When he started in on leather scene I perked up.

I gave him my best Bambi, lost and alone in the forest, eyes.

"I've never been to one of those"

He actually choked on his beer and coughed, "Oh brother you are as young as you look" muttered something about "jail bait" and retreated.

In that period, gay bars, clubs and coffee houses were not safe, mostly from local law enforcement. ID raids were common and so was entrapment.

From out of nowhere a young guy in a leather vest appeared, "You need to follow me"

And escorted me towards the door

Out side he made it painfully clear that I and my friends were endangering his establishment.

Joe appeared from inside.

The bar guy just said, don't come here till you're legal! We were in the car headed home before the conversation sank in.

I looked around, nothing was familiar. "Are you lost?"

Joe looked over at me , "No that guy I was talking to told me about a better place, in Wilmington."

and there the Dragons are found!

"

So I knew I was restless, maybe agitated, maybe just uber horney?

Something was not clicking. I was getting lots off sex, it was the early 70s, I had escaped my childhood home and moved to a large single on Franklin Ave in Hollywood.

Above all I was free to act out.

I had found the bars, clubs, discos, I was never into the baths but what I found myself drawn to was "dry baths" also called sex clubs and "dark room" after hours spits.

One could just get down to it for a buck or two.

The first time I dropped into a dark room club across from Fairfax High I was quickly drawn into deep kissing and ball stretching with a guy in levis and a leather vest.

I guess it was obvious I was young and scared, so my playmate also introduced "poppers"which completely blew my mind but also freed my libido to run amok and after fifteen minutes or so whispered in my ear a plan to continue in his place and before I processed what was happening, handcuffed NY left wrist to his belt and swept me out the door.

We entered his VW on a nearby street via the passenger door so I wouldn't be unhooked and able to run away.

I glanced at him and saw he was older than I had previously thought, perhaps 40ish.

So I just accepted I was booked on his sex trip and tried to slow my racing 20 year old vanilla heart.

I actually considered I might have engaged in a fatal mistake

Happily, it was an overwhelming voyage through a carnival if kink and light Sm fueled by Butyl (amyl was already.hard to get) and all new to me.

This was the night I vowed to never let a total stranger clamp me in hand cuffs again.

Lucky for me he was not crazy.

After three clanger cums we were both spent and fell asleep gently cuddling and nuzzling each other.

I realized later, like YEARS later, that it was a magical experience, no whips and a very beginner friendly arc. Soon I would be traveling darker paths.

Cum  with me. .