Dick Meets Quentin Crisp In Wartime Soho

Dick joins the navy

In September 1939, Dick volunteered for service in the navy.

The medical was thorough. He felt that the doctor had spent too long checking his testicles.

He got used to life on board more quickly than he would have thought. It was 99% boredom and 1% terror as Hitler’s U-Boots sank the ships carrying the vital supplies Britain needed.

He spent his leave in Dulwich with his parents. He met Ernie there every now and then. He was in the army. They still masturbated together. They both felt it made them closer. Neither had girlfriends, but they did have sexual needs.

Dick noticed that a lot of sailors were homosexuals. The word went round quickly about the men that slept together. Usually a blind eye was turned unless they were too blatant.

Dick knew that men sucked each others penises or even buggered each other, but that was about all he knew on this taboo subject. Occasionally, he heard of sailors or other homosexual men being put in prison if they were caught in public toilets or clubs.

London 1942: The Windmill and The Black Cat

One evening Dick went to the Windmill Theatre in Soho. It was wonderful to see naked women even though they were not allowed to move during the “tableaux”. That night, someone had allowed a mouse to get on the stage and the audience had been treated to the sight of the young ladies running around completely naked as they tried to flee from the mouse. The spectacle had given Dick a huge erection.

When the show was over, he walked up the stairs to street level. It was hammering down. He got a bit lost and dived into a café on Old Compton St called the Black Cat for cover. There were only two people in there – the waiter and one young man. What?! The man had henna-dyed hair! Dick was so wet he had to stay and have a tea. Somehow he got talking with the man. Dick had lost his fear of homosexuals after his time at sea. Quentin, was obviously one. Dick enjoyed talking with him. Quentin had had a hard life, but kept his sense of humour. He was exempt from military service – he showed Dick the document – EXEMPT FROM MILITARY SERVICE DUE TO SEXUAL PERVERSION.

They walked to Charing Cross. There were no trains to Dulwich, as the line had received another direct hit. Dick had never imagined that he would be grateful for something done by Hermann Goering’s Luftwaffe.

Quentin had offered to allow Dick to sleep on his floor. They got a bus out to Chelsea where Quentin had a filthy bedsit.

It was so late when they arrived, that it wasn’t possible for Dick to have a bath. He stripped to his waste and washed at the sink in Quentin’s room. Quentin did likewise.

They peed in the sink, standing next to each other. By the end of the piss they were both hard.

“Sorry – I just get so randy on the ship. There’s not much of an outlet.”

“That’s all right. I’m having a great time. London is full of Americans. They are such innocents, but they are also really randy. I’ve had a few of them back here and shown them what to do. They just don’t realise the amount of fun two men can have in bed.”

“Actually, I’m not a beginner.”

“Play round with a boy at school?”

Dick nodded.

“Would you like to play round now?” Quentin could see Dick wanted to. “Get in then.” Quentin took off his Y-fronts. “You, too!” And Dick took his down. They were both erect. Quentin’s fingers with his varnished nails were soon skilfully playing with Dick’s cock. Dick wanked Quentin’s just as he had played with Ernie’s dick.

Suddenly, Quentin bent over and put the end of Dick’s cock in his mouth. Dick was shocked and just about to tell him to stop, but realised how good it felt. Quentin was playing with his balls. Dick had to tell him to slow down as he was dangerously close to spending.

“Quentin, would you mind if I put my cock up your bum?” It had taken all Dick’s courage to say it, but he was so sexually aroused he desperately wanted to have intercourse.

“Well, that would be lovely, Dick.” I’ve got some Vaseline next to the bed. Here, I’ll put some on you.” And so Quentin delicately lubricated Dick’s erection with the Vaseline.

Quentin lay on his back. This rather puzzled Dick at first as he had never given this any thought. He had presumed that the only way a man could penetrate another man was by lying on top of him, both facing down. Quentin put a cushion under his hips and Dick realised that it was possible for him to penetrate Quentin in the missionary position as with a woman. Not that Dick had had any such experience. Quentin noticed Dick’s hesitation. “It’s very like sex with a woman, just tighter!”

Dick was so excited, precum was dripping down his shaft. He gently placed the end of his cock on Quentin’s hole. “That’s right. Just push a little.” And that was it. He certainly wasn’t the first cock inside Quentin and so he had the end of his cock in quite quickly. He gradually slipped the rest in. It felt wonderful. Hot and so tight. As Dick started pumping, his cock was knocking Quentin’s prostate and so both of them were in sexual ecstasy.

Dick didn’t last long. He knew he was about to spend and so he pushed his cock as far into Quentin as it would go. He saw stars. The semen coursed out of his cock. It was just so pleasurable. So this was the buggery other young men had whispered about.

As Dick’s cock stopped pulsing, suddenly the semen shot out of Quentin’s cock. The two of them lay there kissing. What they had just done was so intimate, that felt completely appropriate.

After a while, Dick pulled his now semi-erect cock out of Quentin. Quentin cleaned them with a flannel and they settled down to sleep in each other’s arms.

The following day, Dick gave Quentin another load up the bum and then knelt to suck him off (a first for Dick) before heading out to get the bus to Charing Cross.

For the rest of the war, Dick would visit Quentin in Chelsea if he was passing through London. Dick did not have any sex with other sailors. It was just too dangerous, but after the war he did move in with a fellow sailor he’d fallen in love with. He was grateful to Quentin for the rest of his life for his loving initiation into sexual pleasure between men.