I don’t know how it was in big cities, but in our suburb, where I lived, in those distant times - the end of the 1950s - the beginning of the 1960s - no one spoke about and, it seems, no one knew that it’s possible to fuck in the mouth. It wasn't mentioned. I didn't hear about it even from notorious womanizers and debauchees. There were no jokes about this. Fuck in the ass - yes, it was! This idea existed, and there was a lot of talk about it. Since there is a hole in the ass, then you can fuck it, such was the logic, apparently. But what about the mouth? Moreover, many in childhood years generally believed that fucking happens only in the ass. They didn't have exact knowledge of human anatomy.
If for some reason two teenagers slept in the same bed (and this happened), then in most cases there were attempts, sometimes successful, to fuck in the ass. Once I spent a night in a booth of collective garden plots because there had to be a night watch. There was a guy with me a little younger than me. So we ended up sleeping in the same bed in that booth. I assumed that maybe we would fuck, and I gave myself an enema beforehand.
And so it happened. We tossed and turned for a long time, talked about fucking, and, in the end, the boy fucked me. Later we met by chance in the city, and we behave as if nothing had happened. In those days, this phenomenon was not designated in any way, there were no words for it, there was no "fag", "gay", etc. It was perceived as a kind of cuddling or a kind of mischief, or something. And later in life, already when we were adults, this was often not indicated verbally either. "Faggot" didn't mean someone who fucked men, it was just a swear word.
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Then I often went to places where people sunbathed and swam. In the suburbs where I lived, there were many parks with lakes and ponds, and in summer, in warm weather, sunbathers lay everywhere. Walking along the beaches was what I called "examining the bodies." Swim trunks were just coming into use then, and many guys and men were in simple black shorts. Some of these shorts were tucked up, rolled up. When they lay in shorts, one could even see balls, dick, and in general these underpants, especially if wet, outlined the entire relief of this part of the body.
We changed clothes and squeezed out wet shorts anywhere, most often in the bushes. So quite often, while walking, you could see male nudity. Some naked bodies that I peeped impressed me so much that I still remember them ... they remain before my eyes ...
For some reason, it seems to me that in those days, men and guys were taller, bigger and more powerful than they are now. At that time they didn’t pump muscles artificially, the bodies were sinewy, and the muscles were natural.
