One day they all went out to the movies, and Wally and his friend picked up a high school boy. Jock followed them, and watched as they had a three-way in the park.
But that's not the only story he has.
I'll use his words as much as possible.
Marysville, California, October 1966
When I was in boot camp, we got passes to go into town twice a week. A lot of the guys tried to get some action with girls, but struck out -- the Sexual Revolution hadn't yet hit Marysville -- you couldn't even get condoms -- so they couldn't wait to get back to the base and go to the latrine.
Boomer: Striking out made them want to go to the bathroom?
Let me set up the scenario. All unmarried guardsmen under the rank of sergeant lived in barracks, or what they called dormitories. One long, narrow room with 20 single beds and lockers, 10 on each side.
At the far end, you go through a lounge with two couches, some chairs, and a tv set, and then the latrine, two urinals and a toilet, right out there, not in a stall. There was no window, so it was pitch-dark unless you turned on the light. The switch, for some reason, was out in the lounge, by the tv set.
During my first few nights in the dormitory, I noticed that most guys who got up to use the latrine turned on the light -- you could see it glimmering under the lounge door. But some didn't. Why were they fumbling around in the dark?
It was musty, smelling of urine and someone's aftershave, and pitch-black except for a little gleam. How could you even see where the urinal was? I gingerly moved forward, my hand outstretched -- and suddenly I was touching a bare butt!
Boomer: Side or back?
Side. He was facing the toilet, like he was peeing into it.
"Wait your turn, buddy," the guy growled.
Wait your turn for what? I wondered. There were two other urinals to pee into. I reached down past the bare butt and felt a buzz-cut head, ears, neck, arms grabbing the guy's butt -- then my hand was batted away.
The rest of the story is too explicit for Boomer Beefcake and Bonding. You can read it on Tales of West Hollywood.
See Also: Tony Dow and Kurt Hook Up with a High School Boy.