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All of the magazines I had seen up to this point were all in English. Thankfully, my parents started teaching my brother and me English a few years ago when the talk came up about moving to the U.S. But just because a magazine was in English didn’t mean it came from the U.S. More than likely, the stuff that ended up here came from the U.K., but the magazine he handed me was in Lithuanian. These were rare.

“I wonder where your dad got this? We’ve never seen them in Lithuanian,” I said.

“I know. These are great. They’re thinner than the English ones, but I could read and understand the stories now.”

We both laughed and joked about how we were into them for the articles. About an hour later, a handful of cum-soaked tissues lay beside my feet. I was gazing at a picture of a much older man with just the tip of his dick in a younger man’s mouth. Since we’d been looking at the banned magazines for most of our eighth grade year, I’d learned about what kind of pictures made me hard, and what made me harder.

There was something about the ones with the older man in what I called the “in charge” position or stance. Adomas’ dad had one magazine where the theme was supposed to be college. I’d gone back to that magazine so many times, and many of my jack-off sessions at home surrounded that theme of me being reprimanded by a dirty, male teacher.

“So I didn’t tell you yet,” Adomas began, waiting for my attention.

I pried my eyes off the picture of the younger guy getting his taste of dick and let my head roll on the bean bag so I could look at Adomas.

“I was talking to Malone at school about these magazines,” Adomas admitted. I raised my eyebrows at him because it was dangerous to mention these things to anyone. “Don’t worry, he’s cool. Anyhow, he was telling me there’s a place a few streets over where you can see stuff like what’s in the magazines.”

“What?”

“Yeah. He said he overheard his brother talking about it.”

“Where is it? Do the police know?”

“If the police knew, it wouldn’t exist, Justinas.”

He had a point. But suddenly I was really interested in seeing something like what was in the magazines. I was aware that we had a nude club where guys went to look at women, but I had no clue about the other place.

“Malone said there weren’t many people who know about it, and unless you know someone, you can’t get in.”

“Why are you telling me this, then?”

“Because, there is a place at the back of the building where we can see inside. Want to go?”

Did I? Fuck yes, I did. I was curious to see what this stuff looked like in real life.

Should we go, though? That was a different story.

“Come on, Justinas. There probably won’t be anyone down there watching because most men are working during the day.”

“I don’t know.”

“No one will know. My dad traveled all the way to the dock today for a job. Your dad is at work, and your mom is home with Rami. Come on.”

I stared at him, debating.

“Justinas, come on. Let’s go look. There’s nothing wrong with looking. No one will see us. When we get back, I’ll suck your dick,” he offered.

“You’ll suck my dick when we get back?”

“Yes,” he confirmed.

“You’re on!”

Since his house was so close to mine, we had to take the long way into town so we didn’t risk being seen by my mom. We kept our heads down and walked briskly as we made our way past some taverns and small stores. Adomas stopped suddenly and looked up at a building, then he took a few steps back in the direction we came in. He stopped and stared down the alley that separated the bar and the hostel.

I walked to him and looked down the alley. There were some guys down at the other end, and they stood at various places in front of a fence. The fence looked to be covered by something opaque, but there must be holes in it where the guys were standing. I gazed around to see who was on the streets. Dad always told us to be aware of our surroundings. Across the street there were a handful of guys who didn’t seem to be doing anything but standing around.

“It’s down there,” Adomas whispered. I turned my head and looked down the alley again. Neither of us moved. “Well, are we going to go?”

“We came all the way down here, so we might as well go. This will be an epic ditch day,” I said.

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