Twelve Inches Trilogy
Ophelia Press
OPH-183 Twelve Inches
OPH-190 Twelve Inches with a Vengeance
OPH-194 Twelve Inches Plus
OPH-237 Twelve Inches Around the World
OPH-4012 Twelve Inches in Peril
Karl Flinders
$4.95
Twelve Inches Five Book Box Set
Twelve Inches Trilogy
Ophelia Press
OPH-183 Twelve Inches
OPH-190 Twelve Inches with a Vengeance
OPH-194 Twelve Inches Plus
OPH-237 Twelve Inches Around the World
OPH-4012 Twelve Inches in Peril
Karl Flinders
$4.95
UPDATED TO INCLUDE ALL FIVE BOOKS! 860 pages
This is an excellent, all-encompassing story about the love two bisexual men have for each other. Incredibly well written–and in spite of the pussy mixed in, I really loved it.
Timon
Twelve Inches
Excerpt
Chuck stood close to Jud and slipped a hand inside the heavy surgical belt on either hip, palms in, thumbs hooked over the edge of the belt.
“This guy knows his business,” Cal said approvingly.
Chuck took a deep breath and gave a strong tug. As he moved the surgical belt downward a massive cock sprang out from it and hit Chuck in the face. He let go the surgical belt and fell backwards in surprise. The others were too stunned to laugh. As they stood staring at the tremendous cock, dangling half of the way to Jud’s knees, it began to swell with an involuntary erection. They looked on in amazement. The cock stood straight out, revealing the huge balls beneath it.
Fred was the first to recover. He dropped Jud’s arm and stepped away. “Christ!” he said. “This guy’s a damned freak!” The others took their cue from Fred. “His mother must have been fucked by a damned horse,” George Babson said.
“Let’s get out of here,” Fred said. “I don’t want to be with no freaks.” He turned and started away. The others followed. Jud remained frozen where he was, too weak to reach down and pull up the surgical belt that had once hidden his shameful secret. Fred turned back. “Keep taking your showers alone,” he ordered. “We don’t want no freaks taking showers with us.” He disappeared, and the group disappeared with him.
Jud was alone in the clearing, his body wracked painfully by dry sobs. He stared down at the shameful thing that was swelling twelve inches straight out, the head as big as his fist, the shank as long as his arm from wrist to elbow. And below it the balls that should have been on a horse. Fred’s calling him a freak was only what he had been calling himself since he was ten. His father had never said anything to him about it, but when he was twelve his mother had gotten him his first surgical belt. “I think you better wear this,” she had said, and he hadn’t asked her why. Already he’d been carrying books in front of him before they had any homework from school, and he’d explained it by saying he liked to read. Oddly enough, he’d begun reading the books. He nearly exhausted the tiny library that was open once a week in their town, so it was no lie. But it had been because of the shameful bulge that he’d started carrying the books. And as if the cock weren’t big enough, every time he brushed against it he got a hard on.
Twelve Inches with a Vengeance
Excerpt
“How much, then?”
“Five dollars,” Jud said, to get rid of him. “Okay.”
“You got five dollars?”
“Sure.”
“Let me see it.”
The boy removed a well-worn wallet from his back pocket. He showed Jud he had six one-dollar bills. “I’ll give it all to you if you’ll let me take it in my mouth,” he said. “I won’t make you come.”
“You couldn’t get it in your mouth.”
“I’d sure like to try.”
“I’ve got better things to do.”
“You said five dollars. A bargain’s a bargain.”
“I didn’t think you had it.”
“You’re not going to let me feel it? Even for five dollars?”
“Where?”
“In the men’s room. We can go in a stall.”
“Suppose somebody comes?”
“The door will be closed. If we get an end stall no one can see anything.”
“You do this all the time?”
“Some guys let me suck them for free. One guy even paid me. He fucked me. I like that, too.”
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen.”
“Yeh.”
“How about it?”
“Okay, But only if there’s nobody else in there.”
“I’ll go on ahead. You come in after a minute. I’ll be holding the door of the last stall open. No one will see us. No kidding.”
“Okay. You go ahead.”
The boy hesitated. Obviously he was afraid that once he went into the men’s room, Jud would go out of the front door. He made a quick decision. He counted five one-dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them over to Jud. Jud was amazed at this quick and accurate estimate of his character, for he’d intended walking out once the kid had gone inside. He took the money reluctantly. The kid disappeared into the men’s room.
Jud let one minute go by, then went casually into the men’s room. He walked down the long line of stalls and saw the door of the last one being held open. “Come on,” the kid hissed from inside.
Filled with misgivings, but feeling obligated, Jud slipped into the stall. The boy pushed the door shut, and it clicked locked. Jud, to get it over with as quickly as possible, opened his fly and pulled his cock out. The boy eyed it with wonder and delight. “Can I see your balls?” he asked.
“For five bucks?” But he pulled his balls out as well.
“Oh, God,” the boy breathed, for Jud’s balls were mammoth, quite in keeping with the size of his cock. “You can feel it,” Jud said.
The boy reached out slowly with both hands. As his warm hands touched the huge cock it began to distend, to erect. The boy caressed the rapidly erecting cock with one hand, ran the other over the hard, immense balls. Jud could feel them tighten. He watched the boy’s face. There was an almost innocent wonder, as if Jud was showing him a priceless art object. At the same time there was a lust that mocked the tender years. Jud felt sorry for the boy, for what might become of him.
Jud’s cock was now at its full twelve inches. The boy was handling it tenderly, lovingly, his fingers delicately probing the fabulous convolutions. Suddenly, with an obvious effort, he took his hands away, forced them down by his sides. “Okay,” he said, his voice dry and strange. “Thanks. I guess that’s my five dollars’ worth.” But the longing in his eyes showed agony.
“What would you do if you had more money?” Jud asked.
Twelve Inches Plus
Excerpt
His slimness made him look taller than his nearly five-foot ten. He was both lithe and compact. The shoulders were straight-he consciously straightened them to prove his point-and his chest could only be called manly. His nipples had been dispassionately erected by the needle spray of the shower, accenting the good development of his pectorals. No one, of course, would compare his physique with a Greek god’s, the way they invariably compared Bill Powers’…
Jud felt that curious, ulcer-like ache in the pit of his stomach he always experienced when he thought of Bill Powers. His former buddy Bill Powers, the one friendship, the one association uncontaminated by sex, now completely denied him thanks to that vindictive letter from Anna Farrell, Girl Castrator-oops, Mrs. Bill Powers.
Him turn Bill Powers into a queer? Bill Powers?
He only hoped Bill was getting enough fucks out of dirty old Anna up there at Cornell to make it worth while.
Jud Elkov, the queer’s delight. Anna had as much as said that in her letter. And wasn’t it true? But that didn’t make him queer, did it? After all, there had been a Mrs. Jud Elkov…
Jud folded his arms against his chest. This way his biceps stood out. They’d been nearly invisible before Bill persuaded him to take up the body-building exercises. Now these exercises were his only communion with Bill Powers, the one thing he never neglected. Have to protect the goods…
His stomach was flat and hard, hardly a triumph at nineteen. But a twenty-seven-inch waist was a little unusual in one so muscular, and it kept him from looking hipless. His thighs were lean but hard, his calves had been well-developed even before the exercises. For his body alone, they ought to treasure him.
The ice-blue eyes from his Swedish mother were something of a surprise under the thick thatch of black hair. The hair, the high cheekbones, the full lips were his Slavic heritage from his Lithuanian father. The last of the Romanovs…
It was not a face that struck strangers as out-of-the-ordinary.
So… was that everything? Not quite. Jud swiveled sideways and glimpsed in the mirror the contours of his rear end. His derriere, the Brooks Brothers tailor had said discreetly, was a tailor’s delight. And a queer’s delight. If he had a dollar for every pat, for every fondle…
He pursed his lips. “I love your lips!” He’d heard that more than once. His lips didn’t care much any more whom they kissed. But they still cared what they kissed. So maybe Anna wasn’t that right about him after all… yet.
He stepped back from the mirror. Once more he could see the full naked length of him. A good physique. Didn’t he owe it to his customers? Was there something he’d left out? He couldn’t think of anything. Certainly no one, no queer, would ever take notice of the cock that arched out from his groin, that sprung like an ungrounded flying buttress from the trim nest of black curly pubic hair to hang a third of the way to his knees. Surely no queer would be interested in the pair of billiard balls that were too big to hang between his legs and kept his cock pushed out. It was his personality they went for, his wit, his charm…
Jud turned sideways and straightened up. “No wonder you have a strong back,” one queer had said, “carrying all that. What does it feel like?” What does anything feel like you’ve had all your life?
Twelve Inches Around the World
INTRODUCTION
NON-STOP ACTION AT SEA, as Jud Elkov, owner of the fabulous TWELVE INCHES, sets out on the wildest luxury cruise ever! His everlovin’ buddy Bill Powers is with him, of course, and they soon connect with the insatiable crew, male and female, to whom Jud’s spectacular equipment proves as irresistible as ever!
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Jud Elkov, owner of the fabulous TWELVE INCHES, sets out on the wildest luxury cruise ever! His everlovin’ buddy Bill Powers is with him:
“Some women like it best of all with your cock up their cunt, and my little cock up their ass.”
“I remember. All but the little part. I wonder if we should have tried that on her?”
“I think she had about all she could take for today,” Bill said.
“I think my asshole’s dry again,” Jud complained.
“Quickly remedied,” Bill said. He bent Jud around again and with mouth and tongue got his asshole slick with spit, then lifted him up and with gentle firmness set him down on his own rigid cock. “Hey!” Jud said, but more in surprise than in hurt. “Where’s that little cock you were bragging about?”
Then they discover luscious Nancy, and before long their cabin is jam-packed with fellow-guests and crew-members of all sexes, all eager for their share of Jud’s TWELVE INCHES!
Twelve Inches in Peril
Excerpt:
After covering every inch of Bill’s cock with his tongue, Rogers went on to his heavy balls, sucking one, then the other into his mouth, tasting them as though they were some exotic fruit easily bruised. Then, with surprising firmness, he reached for Bill’s thighs, took a firm grip, and thrust them in the air to reveal his asshole. He gave a little cry as Rogers’ gifted tongue found his asshole and thrust boldly in. Rogers took long pleasure there, left a finger to massage and penetrate. His mouth returned to the gleaming cock by way of the full balls.
Explorations fully over, the objects totally identified and measured, Rogers began in earnest to raise Bill to an orgasm level. Yes, he was that rare combination of enthusiast and expert who took pride and pleasure in making it a unique experience for the one whose cock he was sucking. Anna made the shrewd guess he was picky about the cocks he sucked. While they might not have to be quite as special as Bill’s, still they had to be on someone not drastically inferior to him socially. Also, she doubted from observing his dedication that he’d never be happy in a sexual relationship. Much as she and Jeremy were constantly seeking new cocks and new combinations of cocks (with total democracy, unlike Rogers), so this effete young Virginian would lose interest in a cock he’d fully explored. Or was she merely projecting her own desires and prejudices?
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