GW-129 Never Quite Alone
Never Quite
Alone Gay Way
GW-129
George Kiva
$1.95
Introduction
A brash, sensual, compelling story of a young hustler who wants to lose his identity as a person—wants to be thought of only as a rented body. His morbid hatred for his keeper leads him from the basest depravations to an explosive conclusion.
Foreword
He turned Jerome over on his stomach and then, kneeling on the bed behind him, bent his head down and kissed the buttocks of the boy’s ass.
“Mine, all mine,” Barney murmured to himself. “I’ll turn you queer yet. One good fuck up the ass will do the job.”
Barney bounded off the bed and ran to his room and returned shortly with a tube of K-Y lubricant. He got into position behind Jerome and began smearing his cock. There was a big grin of anticipation on his face. He was unaware that Jerome had regained consciousness and was now watching him with one eye opened from up-under a crooked elbow.
Barney’s cock was a virtual baseball bat; it was that hard and pronged straight out. Completely greased up and now ready for action, Barney glanced at his messy hands and looked around helplessly for something with which to wipe off the excess lubricant. A hand reached back with a pair of shorts. Barney took the offered shorts and dried his hands. “Thanks,” Barney said, then stopped moving his hands abruptly. He looked down at Jerome’s upturned face.
There was a blinding flash of light and Barney thought he saw the big dipper in the constellation of stars which swarmed before his eyes. Another fist rammed him in the jaw and his false teeth flew out of his mouth and went skidding across the floor. Another sock in the jaw. Blood spurted from both mouth and nose. The last thing which went through Barney’s mind before he was knocked unconscious was:—God Almighty! Does that kid ever have a capacity for liquor!
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