101-38 Battle of the Bulges
Battle of the Bulges
101
101-38
Floyd Carter
$1.50
Battle of the Bulges
101
101-38
Floyd Carter
$1.50
Excerpt
This time, it reached between his thighs and cupped his well-supported bulge, rubbing his palm over the front of his shorts.
“That’s sure a nice one,” the man said, softly, his hand continuing to massage the bulge. “You ever had it worked over?”
The guy’s boldness nearly overwhelmed Denny. He didn’t realize that he’d lost his voice until his answer came out a deep croak.
“No.”
“Would you like to?”
Denny swallowed hard, audibly. He shrugged, and forced a nervous chuckle.
“I don’t know. Like I said, I never tried it.”
“Let’s have another look,” the man said, as he reached up, digging his thumbs inside the waist band of Denny’s shorts. The jock came down with them, and an instant later he was fully exposed to the man, his big flesh swinging outward heavily. He nearly collapsed when he felt the man’s hand grip him.
“It won’t take long,” the man assured him, as he moved his hand back and forth over the length of him a couple of times.
Those two movements caused two powerful throbs, and that was all it took to cause his desire to swell out to its full length and breadth and become rock hard, filling the guy’s hand.
He saw the man’s head tilt upward, saw his mouth open very wide and his tongue wet his lips. Then those lips slid slowly over the apex, down the sensitive underside and halfway down the staff of hard flesh. As the hot wetness enveloped him, he was amazed that so much of himself had disappeared into the man’s mouth. At the same time, his knees began to tremble from the strange, new sensations that the mouth and tongue were causing. As the man’s head moved back and forth, Denny’s throat became parched and he tried to swallow.
With each stroke, he could see as the guy worked his head sideways.
He had had exactly two girls and one woman in his young life, and the woman he’d had four times. And he’d thought that those warm women were about the greatest thing since the invention of football, even though the two young girls had been somewhat disappointing because they couldn’t take him all the way.
But this! Ohhh, he couldn’t describe it!
Without realizing it, he began working his hips back and forth at the man’s face, trying to force more of his manhood into his mouth; and the man was trying to take more and more of it.
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