Some changes are to protect people's identities. About 3/4ths of the names are made up.
Sometimes I can't remember everything. If I don't know the exact name of the restaurant I went to in Barcelona 20 years ago, I'll look one up.
Sometimes trying to include all the people and events would be too confusing.
And of course I have to make some changes, to turn an incident into an interesting story.
Can you figure out which story actually happened the way I wrote it, and which was modified?
A, I visit my Indian cousins, and play a game where I get to tie the older one up and fondle his penis?
B. Two older boys teach me about oral sex in the church parking lot?
Answer. B. When I visited my cousin, I pulled down his pants, but his brothers intervened and "rescued" him before I got to do anything else.
A. In Switzerland for a Nazarene conference, my friend and I sneak into town, and dance with a Swedish leatherboy at a bar?
B. A week after figuring "it" out, Dino the Golden Boy invites me to a 4th of July party involving naked guys sliding into each other?
Answer: B. We did go to the bar in Switzerland, but I met the Swedish leatherboy in another bar in London years later,
A. I trick the boss from hell into revealing his Trouser Snake, running out from the bathroom into the store, still fully aroused?
B. My professor at a small religious college in the Midwest invites his advanced students to a handcuff party?
Answer: B. My boss did come running out of the bathroom, but he wasn't aroused.
A. A Ginger Boy for Christmas. Fred and I go to JRs in Rock Island and pick up a Ginger Boy, who ignores me, and a few years later Dick and I go to the same bar and pick up the same Ginger Boy, who gets ignored by Dick?
B. Gershom, the Orthodox Jewish guy who had never been with a Gentile before, and asked to practice on me, so we did it in the kitchen, with our boyfriends waiting out in the living room?
Answer: A. Gershom and I did practice before his big date, but in private.
A. I dated Kevin the Vampire, who had special powers, like you couldn't see him unless you wanted him to?
B. The Amazing Invisible Boy, who came back to my apartment, couldn't explain the brown stain on his shirt, didn't understand contemporary references, and vanished without going through the door?
Answer: B. Kevin was not nearly as vampire-like as the story suggests.
A. I meet famous composer Andrew Lloyd Webber at a party, and he gives me a ride home in his limo, and we stop for tacos?
B. Visiting Rock Island for the holidays, my 14-year old nephew asks me "how gay guys have sex," and Yuri and I take him to the park and demonstrate gay kissing?
Answer: B. I talked to Andrew Lloyd Webber, but didn't get a ride home with him. That was Tom Wopat.
A. Janik the Frisian Bodybuilder, who I met in the Horseman's Club in Amsterdam, invited me back to his small town in Friesland?
B. When I was in Arizona, cruising in the Navajo Nation, I finally met a Native America guy, except he turned out to be white?
Answer: A. I didn't meet anyone in the Navajo Nation. The jogger pickup actually happened in Albuquerque.
A. The Huber Heights Horror, who I drove 20 miles at 2:00 am to date, only to find out that he completely misrepresented himself -- older, fatter, and smaller than his profile, and only into a hookup, not a date?
B. I go on a spiritual retreat, get a Catholic priest as a roommate, and see him tenting as he becomes aroused in his sleep?
Answer: B.. #A was actually two incidents combined. The Huber Heights guy didn't misrepresent himself, except that he wanted a hookup instead of a date. It was another guy who said he was 30, muscular, with a Mortadella beneath the belt.
A. I take Troy to his first glory hole, and promise that I'll be the guy on the other side, so he can practice, but before I get a chance, he hooks up with a French Canadian farmer?
B. Lester, the Shy Boy at the Bathhouse, whose friends told him that he couldn't leave until he had been with five guys, or one guy five times?
Answer: B.. Troy didn't really hook up with anyone in his video booth
A, At a comic book store, I pick up a boy with cerebral palsy who has Daddy issues and wants to rip my clothes off?
B. I go to a heterosexual dinner party, and hook up with my host's college-age son while everyone else is having dessert and coffee in the next room?
Answer: B, of course. In #A, I didn't pick up the boy with cerebral palsy at a comic book store, with his father standing right there. It was at a bar.