SkinMarvin Gay Stories

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Prologue

Daniel was a typical working class lad, from a typical British working class family. His mother stayed at home and looked after the home, his dad worked as a factory labourer, as did both his elder brothers, Vince and Greg. Daniel was in his last year at school, with no prospects of a decent job, and maybe no job at all. He was no scholar. His only scholastic achievement was to be last in his class, and his mates were no better.

With school end looming up, Daniel was no closer to finding a job. Being a skinhead, he tended to frighten most prospective employers before he ever spoke a word. Daniel loved being a skinhead, as did his schoolmates. Their squad totalled 8 in all, and they all dressed in the traditional skinhead style of cuffed bleachers, Fred Perry polo shirts in squad colour of black with yellow trim on the collar and sleeve bands, black steel capped 14 hole Doc's, black braces and black bomber flight jacket (MA1) with the squad patch on the sleeve, squad motto "Braeside Skins Brothers in Arms" on the back. Daniel wore his uniform with pride everywhere. Both his brothers were skins, as was his father in the early days of the skinhead movement. His mother wore her skinhead gear with pride when she wed Daniels father in 1975. A skinhead family, through and through, and all in the heterosexual manner.

Daniel and the squad often went up to London to check out the scene, get drunk, drink in the "Scar" music and find a skinhead girl to fuck their brains out for the night or weekend. Daniel had a part time job after school for a few nights a week collecting shopping trolleys, but he did not want to do that for the rest of his life, but it gave him drinking money. Even though Daniel was only just 17, his drinking habits were heavy. His large frame and menacing appearance with his shaved head and skin gear always got him into the pubs and clubs. Even though Daniel went with his mates every weekend, he was having second thoughts, something was not quite right, just did not feel right. His feelings were being confused, and he started to question his being: his self.

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