LLP-3003 To Make a Homo
To Make a Homo
Little Library Press
LLP-3003
Edw. D. Wood, Jr.
$1.95
Excerpt
“Ahh, come on,” pouted the older of the two high school boys. “Take it in your mouth. You know how to do it. I told you how it’s done.”
Both boys had removed their wet swimming trunks and were naked as jaybirds in front of each other—the older boy, by two years, was standing and the younger lad knelt on the ground in front of him. Tommy, the boy standing, looked down to the youthful, but developing cock he held in his hand and the cock was dangerously close to Paul’s face, particularly his mouth.
“I don’t know, maybe it ain’t right.”
“Shit, fella—‘ain’t right.’ You hear about doin’ it this way all the time around the school, don’t you?”
Paul looked to the lightly throbbing instrument between Tommy’s naked thighs. “Yeah, I guess so.”
“Then if you hear about it all the time, then it can’t be so bad can it? Like if a lot of guys do it then something’s got to be right about it. Now don’t that make sense?”
Remaining silent for a moment Paul continued to look at the prick, then slowly he reached out his hand and let the stiff meat-whistle lie in the palm of his hand. “But,” he stammered. “You hear what they say about the guys that do things like that. They call them Queers and things like that.” Tommy didn’t give a damn what anybody said… all he wanted was to get his joint copped… and he didn’t care what he had to say to accomplish that end. He’d had it a lot of times with the younger boys whom he bullied into the situation and by God he liked it as much as he liked being with a girl. Besides, it was easier to bully the boys into the act than it was to pull down the barricades the girls put up.
“So who cares what anybody says? Nobody’s going to know what we done. Nobody knows nothing, how can they call names.” It sounded logical to Paul.
Paul slowly locked his fingers around the boy’s dick just behind the larger part… the deep, pink head. “Go ahead, take it Paul,” urged Tommy as he pushed his ass further forward, causing the prick to wait half an inch from Paul’s quivering lips.
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