A Crack in the Wall
A Crack in the Wall
Black Knight Press
Anonymous
$1.95
Excerpt
Fred looked down at the handsome youth in the water. For a moment, they didn’t say a word and the cock began to go down. Quickly, it started up again, and the boy drew his legs up and blushed.
“Excuse me,” Fred said, and turned to go.
“Oh… that’s all right. I’m just glad it wasn’t a girl,” Dick said, blushing more.
“I’m just about to leave, as soon as I dry off.
“Oh, then I’ll lay out my shaving things, if you don’t mind. Gosh, it’s hot in here.” Fred put his toilet kit on the washbasin and took off his robe. He stood there naked.
“I’m Fred Johnson, the new roomer in 4C.”
The boy stood up in the tub and was drying himself. His eyes strayed to the other’s privates. Fred was opening his kit and his cock was in profile to the boy.
The long and thick organ was quite big and getting stiffer. The boy’s eyes were glued to it.
Fred glanced at him and turned his gaze into embarrassment; he rubbed himself vigorously. “If you can reach the door,” Fred said, “how about locking it?
Then no one else can burst in on us.” I thought that sounded familiar.
“Sure.” Dick locked the door and stepped out of the tub. The man turned and gazed raptly at Dick’s cock. The boy saw his gaze and his own tool stiffened considerably. Dick worked swiftly with his towel to cover up.
“Say… how old are you?” Fred asked.
“Eighteen,” Dick replied.
“Only eighteen? It can’t be!”
“Why not?”
“Excuse my mentioning it, but you have a piece of meat that big at only eighteen? Man, are you lucky! The girls around here must certainly go for that!”
“I don’t go much for girls. Too expensive.” Dick gazed at Fred’s cock. “You don’t do so bad yourself.”
Fred stared down at his own organ and caressed it gently. “No, I can’t complain. It’s given me plenty of fun.”
“Gee whiz, I bet it has.” The boy looked at it and then at his own cock.
“Mine is a bit bigger,” he said, and moved closer to Fred.
“A little…” Fred agreed. “Say, let’s measure and see.”
“Okay.”
Fred took his own cock in his hand and rubbed it gently. “Wait till I get a good stiff hard-on so that the test will be fair.”
Dick watched Fred’s hand move on the prick and his eyes bulged a little as he saw it grow. “I don’t want you to get ahead of me. I better do that, too.”
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