Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
FOREWORD
Joey and I were on the sofa.
He put his arm around my back.
Like, wow, what was this scene all about?
And then, he let his other hand fall between my legs.
I was still holding my drink, and didn’t move as I felt him start to press into me.
“What do you say,” he said to me, his eyes flashing.
“Well, there’s a bedroom back there…”
“Let’s do it…”
I stood up.
I didn’t have to say anything to Greg.
He was already being embraced by the guy he was with.
That was cool.
That would make it easier for me to slip into the other room with this dude.
So we went inside and closed the door.
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