Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Prison Sex
Ram Classics
RC-568
Ed Carpenter
$1.95
Out of stock
Prison Sex
Ram Classics
RC-568
Ed Carpenter
$1.95
Out of stock
Excerpt
I knelt down near his head and gave him a rap alongside the head.
“Blow me and shut up!”
“Ohh, aren’t you going to fuck me?”
“Blow me, goddammit, and hurry it up. If I ever get busted, it isn’t going to be for something like this.”
“Well, gee, aren’t you the testy one. All right, all right, don’t get mad. Here, give me your fucking cock for goodness sake. Jeez!”
He grabbed my cock in both hands angrily and pulled it into his mouth. His lips closed over it, and I shoved it in deeper. He gagged at first, not expecting it, but he knew better than to argue with me. He adjusted his mouth accordingly, sucking hotly. A few moments later he was enjoying himself, jerking my cock, his other hand toying with my nuts, his mouth sucking hungrily. I came fast and hard, grunting loudly, my cock spitting savagely. Patty gulped, trying to suck even more out of me, more than I had. I was chuckling because of the exquisite pain of his tickling tongue licking the last vestiges of my climax.
I slipped out of the shed when I was ready, prepared to kid with Jay about Patty. Jay was where I had left him, but he was pensive. There was something wrong. His eyes were darting about the compound studiously. His head was tilted like he was trying to hear something.
“What’s up?” I queried, frowning, looking around the compound, too, as though I could see what he couldn’t.
“Shh—quiet!” he ordered.
I blinked dumbly. He was serious and I obeyed. There was something wrong somewhere, but I sure couldn’t see anything amiss. Everything looked normal. All I could do was wait until Jay felt like telling me what was on his mind. I lit a cigarette, leaning back against the shed.
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