Jack Volts
800 East Beach Rd.
Apartment 711
San Diego, CA 90802
October 17, 1990
Dear Tom!
Thanks for your nice letter and the pictures, you are nice
man. I am sure, you will receive much more letters on your ad. I
bet some will like one two nights party, and ran for another
experience. I am different and away has been, live for one and
only one lover. I am also leaving November 10 to Europa visit my
relatives, and January 22th back to California. I will be writing
you from Zagreb Yugoslavia. If happen and you will find new
friend don't hesitate and tell me openly -no secrets. It can
happen, when I come back, that I will sale my apt. and go back to
my old country. The reason? I have nobody here to live for. I go
for a walk three the day. After dinner I don't go out, for my
safety. The shooting and killing every day goes on my nerves,
just sit at home alone like presence.
Where you live Tom maybe different. The thousand street people,
no home, no place to go is very sad. Soon you go out on the
street somebody want something, you can't help them all. To write
my experience with friend for 13 years, past something like you
have. He have a lot of money and still counted, I should die
first, money hungry Son of the Bitch. He is dead for about 7
years. After my last friend pass away I was scared to look for
somebody else for permanent relationship. This my story may not
interest you, and therefore, I will stop and forget my past and
try to live. If happen you decide to come over after January, I
may change my mine and stay here. We will just wait and see.
Include one picture from last week. If you don't like, you can
send it back to me in next letter. I am just an old man ha-ha,
but a good one.
All the best for you.
Love Jack
November 3, 1990
Dear Jack,
Thanks for your letter dated October 17. I only received it yesterday. The postal system seems to be getting worse and worse. It is hard to believe that it took over two weeks for me to receive your letter. In fact when I returned from Alabama and did not find a letter from you in my P.O. Box, I had thought that you either didn't like something I had written or didn't like the pictures. I felt very sad thinking that I would not hear from you again. I had been thinking of you all the time I was visiting my parents. Then I found your letter in my box. It made my day!
Jack, I must admit that I have difficult reading your handwriting. I always have problems with European's handwriting. I also can not read Hank's very well. I'll tell you what I tell him when
I have problems reading his writing, "write slower." Also I an confused about the address you gave me. Is this correct?
Carel Volts
Yolni Docolvec 94
Brezice Slovenia 553 89
Europa
Yugoslavia
Thanks for the picture. As I have said before, you are good looking! If possible I would enjoy getting some more photos of you. I take the first photo you sent me out every day and look at
it. Was it taken in the past year or so? And I have enjoyed your letter very much. They present you as a very sensitive and good man. I don't know what course our budding relationship will take in the long term, but I do know that I already care for you. I have since I first saw your picture and
read your letter. So do not go around thinking that no one cares for you because I DO.
I am going to send this letter over night express in hopes that it will reach you before you leave for Europe.
I would like to visit you sometime around the last week of February for a week or two. I would make it sooner but Hank is planning on going to Europe the last week of January. I could
come to San Diego or we could meet someplace else. It is up to you. If things don't work out here in New Hampshire, I am open to living anywhere, even Europe. As always it is the person who I live with that matters not the place I live.
Jack, like you I am a one man person. I don't sleep around with other men. I live for the person I love and have to have a lover. I have never lived alone and do not think I can.
I will not keep any secrets from you. I have had many answers to my ad but it is you that I find myself thinking about. It is your letter that I hope to find in my P.O. Box when I visit the post
office. And it is your picture that I take out and look at. The others usually get a thanks but no thanks letter.
Love
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
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Nick Richards
255 Shore Drive
Storm Lake, Iowa 50592
November 3, 1990
Dear Nick,
I got a letter from Jack! I am in heaven! He even sent a picture! You cannot believe how happy it made me to hear from him. The strange thing is that it took the letter over three weeks to
arrive. It was dated October 17 and I got it today - can you believe how slow the mail is. Or maybe the post office is screening my mail? Anything is possible.
He also sent a recent picture of himself. It is a distance shot of him leaving his condo complex. I can't make out his face enough to tell if he looks as good as he did in the first picture, but even from a distance you can tell that he has a big package between his legs - jackpot!
He is from Yugoslavia and is returning to visit the "old country"and is even thinking about moving back there. He says he is lonely in California and is afraid to go out after dark because
of all the crime. He has lots of relatives in Yugoslavia and thinks that he will enjoy living there. But he said that he might change his mind if I came out to California.
Doesn't that sound exciting? Me living in California or even Europe! And Nick, this guy is really a NICE person. I know I am in love now!
Mean while the latest on the Franconia Soap -I don't know if I told you that Darrel is a movie maker! He sent Darrel an “art” movie he just finished. He was filming it when Hank met him again in while waiting for a train in the subway. (Seems that he and I had seen Darrel in the G & H Club in New York shortly after I met Hank) I kind of vaguely remember the guy.
The movie is a real shit. It called "Mother of The Wolves" .
"Mother of the Wolves" is very bizarre with scenes of wolves tearing apart a carcass, Darrel shooting up drugs, Darrel running naked through the woods, Darrel cutting the head of a fat oriental man and then tossing it into the ocean - really bizarre stuff. It all done in sections as though seen from the mind of someone on drugs.
Hank thinks that it is just great! That there is so much references in it to "great" paintings. Myself I think it is crap. If it is art then it just reconfirms that I know nothing about art and do not wish to.
I did replay the scene of his running through the woods naked. He does have a long cock. I must admit that it does excite me a little to think of him fucking Hank. That sounds perverse doesn't it? Hay, maybe in my old age I getting a little kinky.
Hank drove over the mountains to North Conway to do some shopping. So while Ann (remember our red-haired head chambermaid) was there to look after the office. I dove over to Bretton Woods rest area hoping to meet Sal. Well he wasn’t there, but to my surprise it was very active. I was only parked a few minutes when a red pickup truck drove in and parked behind me. I sat watching it in my rearview mirror as an older man in faded levis got out of the cab.
He was a small guy, only about five feet six inches, but quite burly. He was completely bald. He looked straight into my eyes as he walked past me on his way to the toilet.
Even before he closed the door to the toilet I was out of the car and hurrying after him. As I told you before when I met Sal, someone had long ago drilled a big hole in the partition wall of the toilet stall closest to the urinal. After the look the old man had given me when he walked past my car, I didn't even bother making a show of taking a piss, I just bent over and looked through the hole.
The old man had his pants pulled down to his knees and was sitting on the toilet. He was as hairy as a bear. His stomach was covered with thick black hair as where his arms. Even his hands were hairy. But his cock was about the size of my little finger and it appeared to be fully erect as he was jacking it madly. It was also not much longer than my finger, at most I would say his cock was four inches. And his balls were very small too but they hung fairly low. The hairiness of his body and smallness of his cock turned me on.
"Sure is a nice day." I spoke up.
There was no response from the next stall.
"You sure look like you are having fun playing with your dick." I tried again.
"You want to play with it?" Came a deep voice request from the man.
"Yea, but not here." I answered. "Let's take a walk in the woods." I added.
"Ok," Came the answer.
I left and waited near my car for him to follow. He finally emerged from the toilet and walked over to where I was standing.
"Why don't we drive down to a side road and park." I asked. "I really don't want to do anything near here.
"Sure, I'll follow you." The bald man answered in his brassy voice.
I lead him to a dirt road a mile or so from the rest area and pulled of the road. He parked ahead of me and got out of his truck.
"Let's walk into the woods a ways." I suggested and headed into the woods. I made sure that I was far away from the road so that we couldn’t be seen before I stopped. As the bald man came near, I reached down and grabbed at his crotch.
"Pull you pants down so I can see that hairy body of yours." I said as I unbuttoned my own pants and let them fall down around my knees.
"Gee." He exclaimed upon seeing my cock. "That is the biggest picker I have ever seen. You have a monster there." He added as he reached over and grabbed hold of my cock.
I looked down at his tiny cock and little balls. It if wasn't far all the black body hair I could have been looking at the cock of a seven-year-old. He looked strangely sexy to me with his manly
body and such a boyish cock.
"Let's compare cocks," I said as I jacked his pencil size cock.
"I don't have a very big one but it drives my wife wild," he answered as he stepped nearer to me.
I held my cock next to his. The difference in size was unbelievable.
"Compared with mine yours looks like a little boy's." I said in a state of excitement brought on by the difference in size or our cocks. "Could your wife take my big cock?" I asked.
"Hell No! I don't see how any woman could take something as big as yours." He stated. "You would have to rape here to get that big thing in her."
I dropped to my knees and began to suck his tiny cock. I had no problem taking it all in my mouth. As I began to run my tongue over the eraser sized head of his cock, the bald man started to
moaning in pleasure.
I ran my fingers over his naked hairy ass and thick hairy legs to feel his hairy body. His thick jet black hair turned me on. I pushed his balls into my mouth and sucked both his cock and balls together. He began to hunch but his tiny cock was so short that his actions didn’t bother me, in fact I enjoyed it. I grabbed his ass with both hands and he let out a deep moan and cum squirted into my mouth.
"Thanks," The bald man said as he hurriedly pulled his pants up and turned and headed quickly in the direction of our parked cars.
I felt cheated for a moment but I also understood his action. I have done the same thing many times. I enjoyed sucking him off and seeing his hairy body. And as I held that image of his tiny cock and hairy body in my mind, I jacked off. I must have shot a stream of come ten feet I was so excited by the encounter.
I am sure that I will visit the Bretton Woods rest area as often as I can sneak away from the motel as it is the only gay oasis I have found in these cold north woods.
Well that all the latest. Until the next installment.
Take care,
Tom
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November 1, 1990.........Thursday........4:03..at Shanti Office
Dear #6727
Why are you so far away...you sound like a great hunk that I
would love to service and keep happy. I lover taller, younger men
with heavy endowments who want to be treated like a King and
taken care of by loving older men. But I am a bit of a chubby at
210 and only 5'6" tall...do have good tits with sensitive nipples
and have been told I have a good ass to ride. Especially by men
who are above average in endowment. Love green eyes and thick
endowment sounds good....My last lover who moved back to up-
state New York 7 years ago was nicely hung with 8 inches, but
only average thickness...yet one of his best friends used to come
over and he made me lay for him...he had 6 1/2 inches of thick
uncut meat that was rather painful to take...but it turned my
lover on to see me stretched so much that he would ride me after
wards when he knew I was a bit sore.
Do you ever get out this way to Arizona? It can be a great vaca-
tion state and I was born and raised on a farm in Illinois, but
have lived most of my adult life here...Tucson is really home to
me now...I love the desert and mountains of the west and espe-
cially Arizona...Colorado and New Mexico are two of my other
favorite states. I lived in California at one time for 10
years...but was glad to leave it.
I am very Active French and Passive Greek...my ex-lover insisted
that he used condoms and those friends who he shared me with...so
I am HIV-Negative and get checked out each year just to keep my
mind at ease as they say the Virus can be in you for up to 11
years before it shows up in your blood.
I am on disability due to emphysema and a heart failure in 1987,
but am in good health and am very active in Volunteer
work...mostly for AIDS organizations here in Tucson.
Any questions you might have about me, my past or personally,
please feel free to ask....you will get frank and honest answers.
After all I feel a person that answers an ad should be open and
honest to a man who is shopping around for a friend, pen pal,
companion, lover, or even a casual affair or just a visit some
time when he travels to my part of the country. If you are inter-
ested enough to wants photos, then tell me what kind and how
specific you want them and I will have a trusted friend take them
for you....it might take 3 or 4 weeks....but you will have what
you ask for...okay.
Sure hope I hear from you and learn more about you and what you
personally want!!! At least, if you are not interested, I hope
you drop me a line to say no thanks. Dan Goodwise
3120 N. Desert Dr.
Yours in Friendship and for Pleasure, Tucson, AZ 85705
Warmest Regards, Dan Fone 602-592-027
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November 5, 1990
Dear Dan,
Thanks for answering my ad in the National Bulletin but the ad
was men to attract locals.
Sincerely
6727
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Bert Roberson (213) 467-9752 Nov. 2, 1990
Hi-Saw you ad in the National Bulletin, and it looked good, so I
had to answer- even tho we live quite far apart. But I never like
to miss an opportunity.
I'm 65 yrs young, very healthy (HIV negative) 6'3" 198 lbs.
brown/gray hair, blue eyes, 6 1/2 uncut (with short foreskin). My
favorite kind of sex is 69. I'm a good Masseur, love touching,
cuddling, lots of foreplay. I'm clean - cut, masculine, trust
worthy, discreet.
I'm retired and own a home in Hollywood and a beautiful '62
T-bird. I have a nice yard with flowers, ferns, vegetables,
trees. I'm a Gemini with many interest, such as cooking, garden
ing, traveling, TV and movies, even good porno.
I was an accountant before retirement and owned a travel
agency in Hollywood. I'm rather a health buff- but not obsessed
with it. I do not smoke, drink or use drugs. I wouldn't mind if
my lover drank socially. I cannot tolerate drugs or tobacco.
I looking for a special friend who is masculine, clean,
healthy (HIV negative) trim.
I visited New Hampshire last year--loved Portsmouth. What
city do you live in? What kind of work do you do? Write and tell
me about yourself. (Your thick 8 1/2" cock sounds intriguing!)
If you are interested in corresponding and getting to know
each other better, I would like you to tell me more about you and
please, send a photo.
Sincerely,
Bert Roberson
100 Grant Ave.
Hollywood, CA 90038
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November 5, 1990
Dear Bert,
Thank you very much for answering my ad in the National Bulletin
but the ad was meant to attract locals in my area.
Sincerely,
6727
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November 2, 1990
Hello there New Hampshire.
Just a line or two in answer to your ad in NB Your few words
in ad sounds interesting. I am a WWII vet 66, 5'10" 185lbs gray
ing hair brown eyes, average 6" when erect.
I live in a rural area about 3 1/2 miles from a small town,
also well known.
I am retired live in mobile home clean & tidy as well as my
person. Love outdoor life, fishing, camping, gardening, music
ect. also sex with the right guy. Have worked at various jobs. I
am active, honest & discreet. Hope very much in hearing from you.
so don't disappoint me.
Send me a photo if you have one nude or other wise. I will
enclose one of me in next letter if I hear from you. Got a film
to be developed so let me hear from you.
So until the best.
A new Friend Roy Willard
Tel 1-901-646-9755 Box 119
Middleville , MI 49113
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November 5, 1990
Dear Roy,
Thanks for your reply to my ad (6727) in the National Bulletin. I
enjoyed you letter very much. I am enclosing a photography of
myself. And as you can see I am only average looking at best.
Before I kept rambling on I should explain why my ad appeared in
the Bulletin......
Sincerely,
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
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November 6, 1990
Jack Volts
%Carel Volts
Yolni Docolvec 94
Brezice Slovenia 553 89
Europa
Dear Jack,
Well if you received this letter then I guess that I got the address right. I hope your flight went well and you are already settled in for a nice visit. I don't know how long it will take the mail to reach you in Yugoslavia but it shouldn't take three weeks as it did your October 17 letter to reach me.
I wrote a letter on November 3 to your California address. I do hope that you received it before you left for Europa. If you didn't it will be there when you return.
It has been snowing here in Franconia since Saturday. Just now it is clearing up and the sun is fighting its way through the clouds. I think the rest of the day will be a beautiful sunny winter day. I can see Cannon Mountain (the ski mountain three miles up the road) but for the first time the snow covered ski slopes do not excite me. I am really not looking forward to the ski season this year. I guess my mind is on other things...mainly you!
I conjure up an image of you in my mind just before I go to sleep at night and wonder how it will be when we first meet. Will you like me? It is a long time between now and the last of February.
Maybe you will find a new friend before then. In any case my entanglement here in Franconia will not be easily unraveled.
It sounds to me that you do not like living in L.A. or is it just that it's because you are living alone. Myself, I find the thought of living in California, at least the big cities, a little frightening, but then I have never been to L.A. or any other city in California. I live in a small town of six hundred people where everyone knows everybody and their business. We really don't have any minorities in Northern New Hampshire just mostly Old New England Yankees and other like me who came up to open
businesses. As far as crime goes, it is a quite place. Oh, there are some skies stolen from the mountain from time to time, but then it is usually day trippers from Boston (lowlanders as the locals call them) Who are the blame. And sometimes vacations homes are broken into but that is not too often. All in all, it is a rather quite place to live. But the winters are COLD, VERY COLD AND LONG!
Jack, what languages do you speak? I have tried to learn German but have not made very much headway. I guess that if I took formal lessons I could learn another language.
Yes, I know that I am rambling on but I really enjoy writing to you. I can not be with you right now, so the next best thing is a letter. I just hope my letters are not too boring. Your letters I read over and over and enjoy them each time.
I know that you are going to be busy during your trip and don't expect many letters from you, but I will certainly appreciate every one I get very much.
Hell, Jack, I certainly can not look into the future and see what is in store for us, but I do know for a fact that I already care for you very much. Just keep that in mind whenever you feel lonely and that you have no one...
In case you are interested, I write my letters on my computer. I an a very bad speller and use my computer's spell checker to catch all the misspelled words. In the past I use to write novels, science fiction. I had one published in 1980 (The living Stone). I didn't make much money but enjoyed writing it. Since Frank's death I haven't done any writing. I think that part of my life died with him, at least for now. I can barely go into a bookstore (he owned a bookstore in Fort Dodge). I never thought I would ever know someone as nice as him, but with you Jack, I think I have found that person.
Well, I must close for now and get some office work done. My thoughts are with you.
Sincerely,
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
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Victor Dallas
400 Augusta Ave.
Bangor, ME 04311
6727 New Hampshire
Hi Neighbor,
I am Victor Dallas and I just got my copy of National Bulle
tin #57. I Like your listing. I got so excited over your VERY
THICK UNCUT 8 1/2 INCHES that I just had to write you and tell
you I'd like to meet you and enjoy some contact with that beauty.
I am a cock lover- frustrated- as there isn't much available
to me here in Maine; probably my fault as I'm no good at Cruis
ing. I am French-Act. and Greek-Pass. I'm no size queen but I do
particularly like a very THICK COCK!!
I am a GWM. 68, 5'8" 190 gray - white hair retired, live
alone. I am a laid back easy going guy and like aggressive men as
am some what sky on meeting people.
Any part of New Hampshire shouldn't be more than a couple
hours drive from here and I certainly would be willing to drive
it to meet a nice guy and, or you would be welcome to come visit.
Please write. I am anxious to hear from you. Sincerely,
Victor
tel-207-312-8107
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November 8, 1990
Dear Victor,
Thank you very much for answering my ad in the National Bulletin
but the ad was meant to attract local people.
Sincerely,
6727
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5 November '90
Hi to #6727
According to what I read in your current ad in National Bulletin,
#6727 ‼everything‼ is an answer to my prayers. There is, however a
considerable distance from No. New Hampshire and Carmel, Califor
nia. ALAS!
I live alone on a mountain slope overlooking the valley below and
seven mountain ranges in the distance. To me it is Paradise but
living alone is not the answer. I am 68..5'11"...175
lbs....blonde\grey with mustache. I am avid F, and ever eager to
please my partner. I am Norwegian, healthy, energetic and into
cooking, travel and reading (even cross word puzzles) and local
charities and the enjoyment of life..
Experiences while working in Morocco as Personal Mgr. for the
Arabic-French Relations on the American Air Bases being con
structed in the 50's for three and a half years presented a
chance to meet up with many soldiers of the French Foreign Legion
and these stories I tell understanding friends whilst sitting by
the fireside when we reveal each others secrets. Life is exciting.
Perhaps one day your travels will encompass Northern Calf. I
would very much enjoy meeting you. I like playing tour guide to
the environment and the famous Big Sur.
Should you have a photo and if you respond, I would appreciate
your photo....nude or otherwise.
If not...it has been nice talking and writing to an unknown
friend....I hope to hear.
Sincerely,
Oliver C. Wigdahl
P.O. Box 47
Carmel,California, 92031
(408) 669-1804 (before 10.00 a.m. Pacific Time)
Reverse if you wish.
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November 11, 1990
Dear Oliver,
Thanks for your reply to my ad (6727) in the National Bulletin. I
enjoyed your letter very much. I am enclosing a photography of
myself. And as you can see I am only average looking at best.
Before I kept rambling on I should explain why my ad appeared in
the Bulletin......
Sincerely,
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
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703-576-3772
Francis E. Hopgood
32 Barnnett Rd
Rivers Edge, VA 22001
5 November 1990
Dear 6762,
In response to your little ad in the National Bulletin,
I would like to tell you that I just turned 75 in July, am 5'8",
weigh 161 and have a 7" cut - very proud of it. Wish I had a
photo to send but at the moment I do not have one. It's one of
those things that it's hard to take your own picture but I have
been meaning to have some done - it's just procrastination I
guess. I do not like kinky sex - do not like French active nor
Greek active and passive. I just like to love it up - just like
to feel a good stiff one and eventually come. I like to kiss and
hug. We can at least start by a little letter writing. If inter
ested, drop me a line. I go to Boston and to Providence frequent
ly - perhaps there is a chance we can meet. Am a non-smoker -hope
you are also.
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November 11, 1990
Dear Francis,
Thanks for your reply to my ad (6727) in the National Bulletin. I
enjoyed your letter very much. I am enclosing a photography of
myself. And as you can see I am only average looking at best.
Before I kept rambling on I should explain why my ad appeared in
the Bulletin....
Sincerely
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
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Matthew
Box 207
Buffalo, New York 14057
November 5, 1990
Hi,
I noticed your ad in "National Bulletin #57 and found it
very interesting, in spite of the fact that we don't exactly live
around the corner from each other. I hope that will not deter you
from answering.
I am 65, brown hair (light) turning gray, hazel eyes 5'11"
but heavier than you are- around 210 lbs (hopefully soon). I am
clean - cut and healthy as you are, masculine and straight ap
pearing. Unfortunately, I am not 8 1/2" but I have one and it is
serviceable. You sound terrific! I have no facial hair. Although
I have some hair on my chest, I am not what you would call
"hairy", however.
I am still working because I prefer to. I live alone in a
suburban townhouse. The area is mostly couples and so I must be
discreet.
I am extremely affectionate and love to cuddly when naked in
bed. I am romantic, like to touch intimately and even like to
hold hands if possible. Long passionate kisses while lying naked
in bed and I am in heaven! My nipples are extremely sensitive and
I love to have a guy play with them then suck them and even pull
and twist them.
I enjoy spectator sports such as baseball, football and
hockey, like to read and am interested in some of the arts.
I do hope you will write and we might exchange photos if you
wish (I take lousy pictures) Hope to hear from you soon.
Sincerely,
Matthew
p.s. I am white
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November 11, 1990
Dear Matthew,
Thanks for your reply to my ad (6727) in the National Bulletin. I
enjoyed your letter very much. I am enclosing a photography of
myself. And as you can see I am only average looking at best.
Before I kept rambling on I should explain why my ad appeared in
the Bulletin....
Tom Henry
P.O. Box 10
Franconia NH 03580
.
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Nick Richards
255 Shore Drive
Storm Lake, Iowa 50592
November 11, 1990
Dear Nick,
As I said over the telephone Saturday, I am still getting responses from the ad. And although I am mainly interested in Jack Volts and maybe Harry Beam, I found myself answering letters to other people. I guess I shouldn't do so, but who knows how everything will turn out. Maybe Jack Volts is also writing to other people and one of them will beat me out. But mainly I think I keep responding to new people because of the excitement involved in making contact with strangers who are interested in me. I guess it is the old "grass is greener" syndrome. Right when I think that this is the last inquiry I will answer someone writes a letter that catches my interest and I respond.
And I must say that some of the letters do turn me on sexually and although I don't think the person writing the letters is material for a lasting relationship, I find myself answering anyway.
I wrote Jack Volts another letter. I wanted a letter waiting in Yugoslavia when he arrived. I sent the letter over night express to make sure it arrived before him.
I received a letter from a guy in California named Oliver C. Wigdahl. He enclosed a picture and he is rather nice looking. I answered with a couple of pictures of my own and look forward to
his response.
I also answered a letter from a guy in Mich. I don't think I am really interested in him but his letter was so lonely and straight forward that I answered anyway. Who knows, maybe I could be happy living in a mobil home!
Most of the people answer my ad sound very nice. I don’t think you could find such high caliber people in most gay bars. Sure some look like something the cat dragged home but others like
Jack Volts are people that you get a chance at once in a lifetime.
I am not having too much problems with jealousness over Hank calling Darrel. When I start thinking about it, I just take Jack’s picture out. He is one handsome man!
Oh, I must tell you, I really did something dangerous the other morning. I checked in an old guy from Canada late one night, Tuesday or Wednesday, for got which. He wasn’t that old, about sixty and short and skinny. But nice looking with gray hair. Anyway as he was filling out the registration form, he mentioned that he had seen our ad in the Guide. He asked me if there was any action up here. Well, we started taking, luckily Hank was in the kitchen watching tv and couldn’t hear me, and I told him that I got up early in the morning and usually went for a walk around the property and that maybe I would see him. He winked and said. “You bet.”
Luckily for me, Hanks is a late riser. I got up on the pretense that Pepe needed to go out and pee. Well, I did take Pepe out but only for a few minutes. Then I headed straight for the old Canada room. I knocked lightly and he opened immediately. He was naked. His body was beautiful. I barely got my pants down before he was sucking my dick. And the way he sucked me, I knew he had been around the block a time or two.
I don’t think we spoke more than a couple of words he knelt on the floor sucking my dick. Then just when I was ready to cum he stopped sucking me and walked over to the bed and lay across it with his nice firm, hairy ass sticking up ready to be fucked. Well, my dick was throbbing and I was so hot that I walked over and guided my rock hard dick straight to his asshole. I found he had already greased up ass his hole. He must have been fucked by things bigger than my fat dick because it slid into him with barely any resistance. Nick, you will not believe how hot the inside of his ass was. God! It felt wonderful. If fucking Hank felt that good, I would be pumping him in the ass ever night. I never fucked anyone as hard and as fast as I fucked the little old Canadian. I thought the bed was going to collapse it was moving so much. It almost blew my mind when I shot my load inside the old man. And that was one of the few times that I just couldn’t do anything after cuming. I think he wanted me to suck his dick. But I couldn’t. I just got dressed and left. I am sure that he’ll never want me back in his room. When I looked back, he was jacking himself like crazy. Oh, well that’s life. I have gotten many people off and have them leave without reciprocating so I guess it was my turn.
Got to go for now. Damn, can believe how I have turned in to a such a slut since I found out about Hank and Darrel. I don’t know. Once the genie is out of the bottle . . .?
Take care.
Tom
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Rudolph J. Hines
407 West River Rd.
Rochester, NY 14301
11/12/90
Dear Friend:
I am white, 63 yrs old, married; 5'10", 198lbs. clean cut.
Sure would love to meet you, as soon as possible, if you
can travel.
I'm into active/passive French, and Passive to Greek, if
my partner wants to give me, real deep.
Sure would appreciate a photo of your 8 1/2" cook, if you
have one for me?
Let me hear from you real soon, so we can make plans for our
meeting, OK?
Sincerely, Yours
Rudy.
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November 16, 1990
Dear Rudy,
Thank you very much for answering my ad in the National Bulletin
but the ad was meant for locals in my area.
Sincerely,
6727
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November 4, 1990
6727 -
This is in reply to your ‼NATIONAL BULLETIN‼ ad. You did not
state any physical or sexual preferences. As i fall within your
requested age group, i hope you will be interested in what i have
to offer a man. If not, please have the kindness to return my
pictures and let me know.
After twenty five years as a computer programmer / analyst,
i took an early retirement this year and am free to relocate.
i am exclusively bottom and seeking a husband/wife, lifetime
relationship. In the past, i've lived a Master/slave lifestyle.
Sexually speaking, i've been around the block more than a few
times. i've done all the KINK in the book. This allows you to put
‼any‼ fantasy into action without embarrassment. Since most of my
pleasure comes form your excitement, i turn-on to ‼all‼ your fet
ishes ... as long as i take the passive; and you take the active
role. But, please remember, it is not necessary for you to be
KINKY. i'm satisfied with whatever you prefer to do. It's just
the way i am. With my dentures removed, i can get your five toes
into my mouth at once. i gave great Oral but don't feel i've had
sex until my asshole is invaded.
i'am an overweight 245# with a 50" waistline. My teeth were
removed thirty years ago to please a Master. There are seven
tattoos on my body. Two were gifts. One is a strand of barbed
wire around my upper right arm. The other was placed on the right
cheek of my ass. It is a golden fist in a blood-red field. The
wide, black band which encircles it was added a decade ago to
cover the words "PERSONAL PROPERTY OF" so and so. i'm 57 years
old (3/26/33), slightly over six feet tall with a cut/cock
slightly less than six inches. My last Owner had me pierced &
ringed. i still wear the steel rings in my right ear-lob, both
nipples and penis with pride.
Please do not let this letter scare you off. i know it might
sound weird but there is a far-out chance that i'm exactly what
you seek. i'm a masculine, normal type of guy regardless of how
it sounds. i hope you like what you read and am anxious to hear
your comments.
Regards,
Darrel Watkins
14 Third Street
Russian River, CA 94550
(415) 643-1183
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Nick Richards
255 Shore Drive
Storm Lake, Iowa 50592
November 16, 1990
Dear Nick,
I just received the most outrageous letter from a guy from Russian River, California. The guy is big - as in fat - at six feet tall and 245 pounds. Still, the professional picture he sent in which he is kneeling down facing the camera portrays him as interesting looking in spite of his size.
He says he has done every kind of kink there is and even had his teeth removed by a former master. He also stated that he wears steel rings in his right ear, both nipples and in his penis! Can you believe that?
The strangest thing is that I got off on his letter. He is certainly not my type but the thought of having someone with which I could act out all my sexual fantasies got me very excited. Hell I even jacked off after reading his letter a second time and imagining all the things I could do to him and have him do to me.
I am really almost ashamed of some the things I though of doing to him - like force a dildo as big around as my arm and two feet long up his ass hole. Or fist fucking him. Or letting a group of
men with huge cocks fuck him one after the other. Or beat him with a whip while he sucks my cock.
Sick isn't it what lurks deep in our minds. Here I am more or less straight laced and come up with fantasies like that after reading a kinky letter. I do think there is potential in me to be kinky that was not there when I was younger. Now I find myself turned on by bizarre fantasies as though barriers have been lifted in my mind. It is shocking to me. But then I tell myself that they are just fantasies and not something I would actually do even if the opportunity presented itself.
I am writing the guy my standard "thanks but is was meant for locals" letter, but I must admit that I will probably reread the letter more than once.
But that night in when we went to bed, I got Hank hot and started finger fucking him in the ass. I kept adding more and more fingers until I was trying to force my entire hand inside of Hank. He was thrashing about and moaning but didn’t tell me to stop. I guess he’s been fucked so much with my fat dick that he was ready for something bigger. And believe it or not I got my entire hand inside of his tight little bubble but. You know for a man 65 years old his and a beautiful, small, hairless butt. Actually Hank is a very good looking man, with his bald head and hairy, gray chest. Sometime he turns me on like no one else can and that night was one of those time. I fist fucked him. And then fucked with my dick while he jacked his nice uncut dick. I pulled out and shot off on Hank’s face just as he was cuming. It was a great session. And, Nick, it is times like that when I can’t believe that he interested in someone else. Such great sex leaves me confused about why our relationship is falling apart. On, well that one of the mysteries.
So until the next installment of the Franconia Soap.
As Always,
Tom