Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
FOREWORD
The huge military man looked down at the stud recruit who was groveling on the floor in front of him. Naked, his muscles tense, his cock throbbing and oozing.
He was going to teach this kid the way that things worked in the military, he was going to break him in and good.
The top stud, Buck, had a cock that was a foot long and as thick around as the bottom of a coke bottle. The kid, Jason, was looking at it with real faggot eyes.
It had been too much for Jason, here in Saigon, being around all that military cock, all those swinging balls in the shower room, all that sweat, all the men and boys.
He would lay awake at night with a throbbing hardon and he would dream of serving all those hard cocks, of sucking balls, of licking boots.
He wanted to be a slave, a slave to his superior officer.
They were in a hotel now, in Saigon. And the kid’s dreams were coming true. There were ten young studs in uniform just waiting for the word from Buck to come in.
They were going to really use that little stud faggot.
They were going to have a hot fucking orgy in Saigon, baby!!
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