Square Queer

Excerpt

Then he took the band off and turned to Gil. “Wanna try it, kid?” He didn’t wait for an answer, but looped the band around the husky boy’s prong. Of course it was nearly stiff when Jim’s fingers touched it, and it stood up fully erect in a minute. The tight band made it redden and swell like Jim’s. He pulled the band off, and Gil stood proudly, body arched as if to display his goods for approval.

“Look at this guy’s whang!” Jim exclaimed with a proprietory air. He grasped the boy’s erection and held it as if he were measuring it.

Man sized,” Grant approved, turning to examine what Allan had to offer. Gil had heavy meat, but the blond lad was hung even more impressively.

“Just look at them, Jim!” Grant said.

Jim did more than look. He fell to his knees before Gil. With both hands, he grasped the boy’s rigid staff. Lips apart, he inched his head nearer.

Allan barely stifled a shout. This was what he wanted. This… naked on the beach alone with Gil. And now he was a spectator, longing to do it, and watching it done.

Eyes shut, Gil’s broad face was brushed with ecstacy. Abruptly, the American moved back and got to his feet. Gil’s throbbing cock bobbed in the air, reddened and moist.

“Want more?” Cory rasped.