I was quickly invited into a car, and the guy was so nice I decided to do something I had dreamt much about - I gave him a blow job. It was a lot of fun! For months I did this, and then one evening on the spur of the moment decided I would do the walking. Building up some courage, I eventually invited a walker into my car. Driving around Citadel Hill in the evening to pass the time, it didn't take long to figure out what was going on.
Except for a couple years playing with a cute blonde guy in my high-school class, I had no history as a gay man until the late 80s when living in Halifax.
