Hi Yoyome!
Funny how the mention of a place will bring back memories!
I was at Indy, with some Air Force buddies in '65, when Jim Clark won the race in a Lotus. I was sitting next to a blond college boy, of maybe 20, (I think his name was Ted) who had sorely distracted me. (I was 24, then)
About an hour before the race began, he and I were chatting, while my solidly-straight friends began drinking to excess. (Back then, it was The Kiss of Death, to even be rumored to be a deviant, in the Military, so I was seriously covert) I liked drinking, then, too, but after paying for that expensive ticket, I wasn't about to get drunk and miss any part of the race!
There was just something about Ted that was getting to me and I found myself getting erections, sitting so close to him. I loved his looks, from the minute I saw him; he was a little chubby, with blond hair, an angelic face and perfect skin...I was VERY attracted to him!
We introduced ourselves and he wanted to know all about the Air Force. Ted was sitting very close, even though our seats still had a lot of room.....the electricity was palatable, between us.
To make a long story short, we discovered we were both bisexual and being close, because of all of the noise and distractions going on around us,
we could talk fairly freely.
He told me he'd been intimate with his roommate, but admitted to playing with neighborhood boys in his pre-teens. I revealed that I'd also had some early same-gender experiences and had been intimate with a roommate, who had recently been sent to Vietnam. We shared some similar experiences, from our early lives and, by the time the race began, we were like old friends. Naturally, we couldn't actually DO anything, but we did exchange addresses and agreed to write.
One of my friends had passed out and was laying, shirtless, at the bottom of the bleachers! Another Airman, had written "Fuck you" in suntan lotion on his back and we just left him laying there. All during the race, people were walking by and over him.....he missed the entire race! That big sign was surrounded by a badly sun-burned back!
Ted and I planned to meet, the next time he was on spring break and I could get a leave. We wrote some amazingly erotic mail back and forth for a while. (no e-mails, back then!)
Sadly, Ted flunked out of school, and was quickly drafted!
Things were getting hectic in all of the Services, back then, and we ended up losing contact. The last time I heard from him, he was heading for Thailand, to a support unit. I've long since forgotten his last name, but I still wonder what might have happened, if we'd had an opportunity to explore each other?
Hey, I'm now an old man and have all of these memories I can't share often, so you just got stuck with one! Anyway, I will always have a fond memory of that race in Indy and the chance meeting of another bi guy!
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