PF-104 Eager Hot Butt

Foreword

Meet Chris Davis: He’s five feet ten, handsome, manly without being butch and a real sex artist. You’re going to like him. Chris doesn’t mess around, he has a real hang-up on cocks, the bigger the better, and he manages to get more than his share. Chris is an anything-goes boy with just a few reservations. Originally he’s from Boston, then a brief stay in New York and now he’s in Philadelphia which, to his surprise, is a real swingin’ town.

As soon as he settles into his small apartment he starts the bar crawls and his first encounter is a real ball-crusher. A mean-looking, tough Mr. Muscles who knows what he wants and gets it. He’s a put-down for our boy, because even after mind-wrenching sex he can’t find out the trade’s name. To Chris he’s the Anonymous Asshole.

Then the fun starts to pile up. There’s the meat rack (every big town has one) where all the heavily hung studs who are out for a quick buck hang around with a semi-hard poking out of their jeans. It’s not Chris’s scene but you’ll see how he gets all snarled up into it anyway.

Chris has one big problem and its a worry. Being good-looking, young, well-hung and eager to try anything, nearly all of his bed partners make life more difficult by falling in love with him. Although he pulls a blank with the Anonymous Asshole, he has the others falling like a lineup of dominoes. There’s big, handsome, hairy Kris, hung like a stallion and a guy who just doesn’t know how to say enough. After he’s shot five times he admits he is beginning to feel “a little” satisfied.

Ultimately the walls of Jericho come a-tumblin’ down and our boy finds out all that he has been missing during his short but hectic gay life. He meets Buck, a tall, gangling, rodeo star. Buck is still in his teens, he’s so naive you’d think you could sell him Brooklyn Bridge and he seems almost illiterate. You just can’t help liking Buck, he seems so damn nice and so damn dumb. Where Buck comes from, “down at the ranch,” the “boys all cornhole one another when there  ain’t no women around and there never ain’t no women.” They toss a coin to see who goes in first and they all take turns. Buck starts off by thinking sucking a cock “is real dirty” but he soon gets over that kind of nonsense.

As Chris says, he’s a quick study and within one busy night he seems to do almost as professional a job as his bedmate. Anyway, like it or not, and Chris doesn’t like it, it’s Love with a capital L.

A whole new world opens up for Chris and there are all kinds of queer twists, queer in every sense of the word. Buck provides so many surprises the whole thing starts to sound like a 1930’s Joan Crawford rags to riches movie but a hell of a lot sexier.

Then what happens? You wouldn’t believe it, you’ve got to read it to know… How much can love change a slightly over-educated, cynical, upper-middle class boy? You’ll be surprised.