AGR-127 Hunk o’ the Month
Hunk o’ the Month
Adam’s Gay Readers
AGR-127
Mark Andrews
$3.95
Excerpt
He closed his eyes and waited. First the blunt tip slipped between his ass-cheeks. Then a finger, acting as a guide poked against his pucker. At last, the head butted into his ass-lips. Lance allowed his legs to part even farther and his stomach to go limp on the shelf.
Ken admired the pale ass willingly displayed, like a prime example of the automaker’s art, and gripped the youth’s hip bones, pulling the ass wide apart. His finger touched the hole. He bent his inflexible shaft to his will.
He pushed lightly at first. Then with more force against the kid’s bud. The muscles in his groin tightened. His boat moccasin’s bent at the tips, and the rawhide strings touched the grey cement floor.
He didn’t slide in… he fell in… as if into an abandoned well. Fell into the hot depths of the teenager’s ass.
They both blinked and breathed quickly for a few moments. Lance felt pleased with the stiff cock rammed up his tail pipe; Ken enjoyed the steaming heat of the boy’s tight hole.
Ken began to fuck the kid. Long inches into the heat, long inches out into the relative cool. Long inches forward until his balls touched the smooth ass-cheeks. Out to the throbbing tip and back down until his loins pressed firmly against the doeskin-soft ass-cheeks.
Since the teenager seemed to have a good grip on the shelf, Ken reached down between the kid’s legs and managed to touch the boy’s hard rod. Hard as a piston and sticky at the tip too. Ken lifted a foot and pulled a rawhide string out of his shoes. He tied a loop around the boy’s cock and tightened it into a makeshift cock-ring.
The boy adjusted his position so that his chin was against the shelf and his hips reared up. He wanted to be jerked off at the same time he was being fucked by the dark-haired boy.
The big cock drove into his hot cylinder, the tight ring of Lance’s ass closing down over the piston to keep it anchored in place. As he thrust in and out, Ken jerked on the boy’s meat. He hoped the kid wouldn’t come off right away. The teenager’s dick deserved to get a little mouth action before the college boy left.
The ass action was plenty for Lance as they moved together and apart. He jammed his dick into the warm hand, now slicked up with Lance’s own juices. The hot flesh column drove back and forth into and out of the asshole.
Somebody rattled the front door, but neither stud paid any attention. They were lost in the rhythm of the fuck-in and jerk forward. Fuck-out and jerk-back.
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