Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Introduction
“Gettin’ there, Ralph?”
“Jesus, yeah, man,” Ralph groaned. He grabbed Mike’s head tighter. “Turning on… Jesus… soon, man… God… Jesus, I’m hot!”
“Go, man, go!” Alan urged. He started to pound Mike’s ass full speed.
Mike wanted it all to end. He was in agony—he tried sucking harder and faster, just to get it over with—he raised his ass and met Alan’s hot, impaling jabs—he felt the two guys tense, felt their cocks harden inside his body—he felt the pressure of their come building up. Suddenly, Alan rammed into the balls; his cock started to jerk and spurt. Come flew in all directions inside Mike’s sore asshole.
A second or two later, Ralph rammed his prick down Mike’s throat. The cock erupted. Sperm flew out of its tip, squirting deep into Mike’s mouth and throat. Mike choked once and swallowed hard, feeling the hot, slippery load slide down his throat. At the same time, he felt Alan’s cock empty itself up in his ass.
Mike lay there for a long time. No one moved. Then Alan pulled out of his ass; Ralph pulled out of his mouth. Mike gasped for breath.
“Get dressed and get the fuck out of here,” Ralph ordered, slapping him hard on the ass.
Mike jerked his head toward Alan.
“Alan,” he said pleading, “please! Why?”
“You heard the man, man,” Alan said disgustedly, “get your clothes on and split! Beat it, fag. You’re no good to us anymore; you’re just warmed-over meat now!”
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