Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Carnival Rowdies
Finland Books
(Same as NM-200)
FIN-095
Anonymous
(FIN-95)
$3.95
Excerpt
“I wouldn’t a thought you were gay, from looking at you,” Christopher said.
“You can’t judge a book by its cover, kid,” Jimmy said.
“I should explain, I have never done anything like this before.”
“Hey, it’s EASY! You get the hang of it right off,” Jimmy said.
“Still, you are going to have to tell me what to do.”
“The first thing you gotta do is kneel before me,” Jimmy said.
“You mean like this?” Christopher said, dropping to his knees.
“That’s right, kid. Just like you was praying or something.”
“Ummmmmm, my face is at crotch level on you,” Christopher said.
“The rest is easy. Whatever I put in your mouth, you suck.”
“Gotcha,” Christopher McKeever replied enthusiastically.
Jimmy Doolittle’s big hands went for his belt. His belt was made of thick black leather.
The buckle was made of brass. Jimmy’s hands were very large and had fur growing on their backs, especially at the knuckles. Jimmy Doolittle’s hands reminded Christopher of the paws on a bear.
Yet Jimmy’s thick long fingers worked remarkably nimbly as he unbuckled the brass buckle to his black leather belt. The carny barker unbuttoned the single button that held the tops of his trousers together.
Christopher could feel his horniness mounting. He knew that he was about to give his very first blow job, and he was extremely excited.
Christopher could feel his sexual excitement having an effect on his respiratory system. The teenager could feel his breaths getting steadily shorter and closer together.
Christopher was beginning to pant. He was beginning to pant just like the wild jungle beast he wanted so badly to become. His face felt hot and Christopher could tell that his facial features were becoming as red as a group of beets.
Christopher could tell that it wouldn’t be long before he was breathing so hard that he would sound and feel as if he were purpose fully attempting to hyperventilate himself.
The teenaged virgin could also feel his mounting sexual arousal having an effect on his heartbeat.
His heart was pounding. THUMP THUMP THUMP.
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