Milk Man Needs Milking

At that period of time, I hadn’t accepted myself as gay, (even though I had sucked a few guys off) but I knew I had an appreciation for guys and cocks and little attraction for women. I guess I was in denial.
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I was discharged from the Army in April of 1965 and needed a job. I was hired by Elmhurst Dairy, in Hornell, NY as a milkman — yeah, one of those guys that was on the streets at 6:00 AM, delivering milk on peoples doorsteps, an occupation that today is only a memory. At that time, the dairy had two tank trucks that picked up raw milk from area farms, and processed it as well. They had about 7 delivery routes.
I was also an avid roller skater, (rink rat) and the closest descent skating rink was ‘Joycrest Skating Rink,’ in Elmira, NY, about 60 miles from Hornell. I traveled the distance, and was typically skating on every Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night. In addition to session skating, I also did artistic skating, doing figures and dance, and was a member of the Skate Club.
The 60-mile trip was getting pretty old, so I decided to try (and succeeded) to get a similar type of job in Elmira, rented an apartment, and a trailer, and moved there. After a month, I realized I’d made a mistake, and contacted my former employer (Elmhurst) and the position I had left was still vacant and they re-hired me, and allowed me to give my current employer a weeks notice. They were even kind enough to loan me the flatbed pickup truck to move my “stuff” back to that area.
My Dad owned a three-apartment house, and I gladly accepted the small one that was empty at the time, about 5 miles from Hornell. My...