Warning:
This is a story about a very bad time in the language of that time, and not for the sensitive.
You’d talk like this too if you lived back then.
Historical background:
1959. You are queer and you got drafted. You’re in the Cold War “peacetime” US Army.
When two queers do it, that is two criminals committing a felony. At 18 you have done it a few times. It is considered so unmentionably disgusting that no one normal talks about at all, not even to say how bad it is.
You also did it once with a girl and didn’t care for it.
Drafted. Every healthy working class young man gets drafted. Queer? Mention it and you’ll never get a job, so you play it cool and do your time like any normal guy. And you look like a normal guy.
The story:
You just finished basic training at Fort Dix New Jersey, and you’re on three day leave in New York City with a bunch of buddies in the same situation. Unlike them (in addition to being queer) you are from the City.