Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Excerpt
So the crook tells my stepfather that he’ll forget the money if I’ll marry the daughter. I was given the choice. Sacrifice my virginity or get the fuck out of his house. I got the fuck out.
It isn’t that I like virginity. I hate it. But the thought of squirting my juice in that bitch daughter of his makes me want to puke.
Anyhow, I was hitchhiking when this college dude pulled up. I told him I was headed for New Orleans and he told me he was a med. student at State so he was going there too.
He was a good looking guy, Mike. A lot like you.
Blond and strong looking. But while people would call you handsome, they’d probably call Greg cute.
He seemed pre-occupied with sex. More than just the normal stuff like asking me if I had a girlfriend.
Greg went out for the hard core facts.
“You jerk off very much?” he asked me?
“None of your business, Greg.”
“I do,” he said. “I do it a lot.”
“You sound like you’re proud of it,” I said.
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