TC-222 Hung Overly

FOREWORD

How can a young, sensationally handsome movie star become so jaded that he must find his only sexual pleasures with fifty dollar a night hustlers? This is the story of Theodore Lawrence—old before his time at twenty two—and hung well enough to satisfy all of Hollywood…

There were four booths and Ted walked slowly past them, finding the kid in the third one. Ted noticed the large hole which looked into the fourth booth and hastened into the last cubicle. He took a quick glance at the boy as he went past and his heart jumped into his mouth as he noticed the boy’s trunks around his ankles and his knees widely spread. He couldn’t check out the cock because it was being held down by the young fellow’s right hand.

Ted went him one better—he pulled off his trunks before he sat down on the stool and hung them on a hook on the side of the partition. He sat there, looking straight ahead for what seemed hours, but in truth, was only about a minute. He cautiously turned his head an imperceptible bit so that he could look through the hole without being too obvious.

His pulse hammered again as he saw the boy’s mid-section with his right hand moving slowly between his legs. Ted couldn’t unrivet his eyes from the hole after that and the kid must have known that Ted was watching him hungrily because after a short while of the hidden play, he let his hard-on spring up and it was magnificent! He stretched out on the seat with his shoulders against the wall and his legs straight out before him with his thighs still widely spread. He began a fantastically slow jack off and Ted was about to lose his mind. After a while, the boy leaned close to the hole and in a quiet voice, said, “C’mon, man—let’s see what you’ve got.”