BB-140 Condo Chicken
Condo Chicken
BB-140
Buddy Books
Anonymous
$3.95
Excerpt
Justin Kirby stood at the sliding glass doors, holding the drape aside. He looked across the small terrace, down seven floors to the parking lot.
He was eighteen, tall and lean. His dark hair at the back was perhaps a bit too long, a bit too thick, but it didn’t flaw the wholesomeness of his remarkable good looks. He had that striking combination of blue eyes, pale ivory skin and hair so dark it was almost black.
But Justin’s thoughts were far from wholesome as he watched his mother buckle herself into her LTD and pull away.
“She’s gone,” he said to his buddy, letting the drape fall in place. He turned from the window.
His friend Brad was fine-tuning a rock station on the stereo. He turned up the volume. He was shorter, more boyish, and though they were born only weeks apart, Brad looked more like sixteen than eighteen.
Brad kicked off his boat shoes and moved to the center of the living room. He started dancing to the pounding beat of the music, his bare feet hardly moving in the thick pile of the carpet. His arms moved gracefully. His supple midsection undulated sensually.
Blond and brown-eyed, he wore red nylon running shorts and a cut-off tank top. His deeply indented navel showed above the waistband of his shorts. “Come on,” he said, “let’s dance.”
Justin strutted toward him in time with the throbbing beat. He grasped his already swollen bulge and shook it obscenely at his buddy. “I’d rather suck your cock and fuck your ass.”
“Just one dance,” Brad coaxed. He kept dancing.
Justin felt too horny to dance. He massaged his swollen cock to a full-blown hard-on. Then he inched his way toward Brad, his groin hunched forward, his boner tentpoling his corduroy shorts. He caught Brad’s narrow hips and held him, grinding his hard cock against the blond’s hot mound of spongy cock flesh.
“Hmmm.” Brad stopped dancing. Brad never could resist his advances, and Justin knew it. One shake of his dick, a glimpse of his cock and Brad was ready to do anything Justin wanted. Justin was well aware of the power he had over Brad and loved having that power.
Brad wrapped his arms around Justin and kissed him on the mouth. Brad liked kissing, but Justin was always anxious to to get to the sex. He thrust his tongue between Brad’s parted lips and explored his sweet-tasting mouth.
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