AC-240 Looking for Mr. Goodball
Looking for Mr. Goodball
Adonis Classics
AC-240
Mark Hoffman
$3.95
Excerpt
The blonde teenager worked his way around the stage runway, letting whoever wanted have a brief taste of his big cock. Then he was standing in front of his partner, who was still getting his ass licked out by the leather dude. The older teenager shifted his position, his hands holding on for balance to the blonde’s hips. He began sucking his buddy’s cock while the leather dude ate ass.
“Fuck ’im, fuck ’im,” the leather-man’s buddies called. They pounded the runway with their fists, chanting.
Grinning, the leather dude rose and produced a large, shiny hard-on. The teenagers paid him no mind, but kept going with what they were doing. The older one did not move, but sucked the nine-inch cock in his mouth all the more passionately as the leather dude shoved into his asshole. The man whooped, cowboy style, and fucked the teenager’s hole for all he was worth.
The aroma of amyl and marijuana became thicker in the still air.
Billy caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of his eye. The image which seemed to burn into his brain was so extraordinary that he turned to look quickly, but whatever had attracted his attention, or whoever, had disappeared. He blinked and blamed the marijuana.
Shit, he thought, I couldn’t have seen what I thought I saw. Jesus.
The act was over quickly, now. The man pulled his cock out of the teenager’s asshole and shot cum over his back. This drew cheers.
The dude returned to his buddies and the two youths scampered off the stage.
“Shit,” Cody said, “if this keeps getting hotter as it goes along, I’m gonna be in big trouble.”
“Why?”
“My cock’s so hard now, I’m afraid to uncross my legs ’cause I’ll shoot down my leg!” Cody laughed.
“Hell, Cody, you get horny workin’ the crane.”
“Uh, oh! Look at that, Billy old boy. Look at that.” Cody was pointing.
At the table next to them, two studs were sixty-nining on the table top. And two tables away, a stud was bent over a chair getting royally fucked.
“It’s gonna be an orgy tonight, buddy,” Billy said. “A hundred-man orgy, at that.” His eyes glittered. “Better light up that other joint, Cody. I don’t want to miss a thing!”
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