Encountres'

By R. D. BeFane'

This book is about the many gay sexual encounters I've had over a thirty year time span, that are true.

I've told these stories to my family and my friends, and they

almost always say, "you should write a book." And I said, "yeah

I know, right?" And, now I'm writing one...

These are some of my many, many sexual encounter

• Language: English
• Publisher: RD BEFANE''
• Release date: Apr 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9798885901833

Book preview

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FTER BEING OUT AND DANCING ON THE DANCE FLOOR one Monday night at The Monster in NYC, I was driving home over the Queensborough Bridge into Long Island City, Queens. I was thinking about stopping at the close-by DD…or not? I stopped at a red light and saw this hot black man in his hot black car looking at me. Of course, I looked back and gave him the eye. I drove away when the light turned green, and didn’t think twice about it. One mile away, East on Northern Boulevard, there we were again, that hot black man in that hot black car, and I, at another red light. This time he gave ME the eye. With a smile, I winked at him. Off I go again, at the green light. And yes, one more time at the next red light, there we were. Against my better judgment, I made a sharp left turn toward DD and into the parking lot, to see if he’d follow me. He did. He pulled up next to me, and we spoke. He wanted to know if I had a place, so we could meet. I told him that I did, and that he can follow me to College Point if he wants. I figured at some point he’d probably lose interest and dip off somewhere along the way. My knees were knocking with that nervous shiver. He followed me all the way home. I pulled into my driveway, he parked on the street. We went into my apartment and suddenly he seemed rushed? OK. He got his pants down, and I sucked him. He came real quick! ! He was getting dressed, pulling up his pants, and he said, It's late, I have to go, I live with my grandmother, I don’t want her to worry. Good Night! ! Never saw him again.

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NOTHER LOVELY NIGHT AT THE MONSTER IN NYC, there I was by myself standing at the edge of the dance floor. I was listening to the music, not paying attention to anyone there…yet. A cute Papi Latino boy walks up to me, stands in front of me, kisses me on the lips, slips me the tongue, and walks away! ! Yes, I kissed him back, but never showed emotion or interest, I played it the cool way, but thought to myself, Holy Shit that was hot! !?? Never saw him again.

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UNDAY AFTERNOON BRUNCH AT A GAY BAR AND GRILL IN Hillcrest San Diego, I saw this cute couple. Two hot young Latino boys seemingly a little ga-ga for each other, AAAW, I thought how cute, young love. Later on I went to the men's room where there are only urinals and sinks, no stalls. One of those cute boys was at the furthest urinal, drunk. I saw him swaying and I said, OOOH, you’re drunk, and he gave me this big grin with his tongue out. I was at the other furthest urinal. He staggered over to me and reached around me to touch me, (I wasn’t peeing yet). When I looked at him he kissed me. He was holding onto me from behind, when I reached back and felt him