MH-423 All Day Sucker
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Foreword
Alan Card was a drop-out—from a Rock ’n Roll group who had skyrocketed to fame and made a pile of money in a few hectic years. Al set out from ‘Frisco in high spirits, heading for his newly purchased, first home-of-his-own high in the hills overlooking the L.A. basin, and a whole new way of life.
Hardly out of the Bay Area, Al picks up a young hitchhiker, a wild, hunky young kid on his way to fame and fortune in Hollywood, and with all the crotch equipment necessary to achieve it. What was to be a leisurely trip with one stop-over turned out to be a marathon sex trip which lasted four days, with stops at practically all the posh hotels along the coast.
Al was reluctant to drop the kid off at the Hollywood “studio”—a male whorehouse, in fact—but Junior was insistent, and Al was eager to get into his new home. After Junior, anyone might seem like an anti-climax, but as it in fact turned out, the kid was just the beginning of one hot climax after another, lasting all day long and far into the night!
First there was Clay, the handsome young real estate agent who met Al at the house to turn over the keys—and who really turned-on with the new owner, too. Then there were the two rugged young movers who delivered Al’s furniture—along with a couple of hot, stiff pricks sorely in need of Al’s expert servicing.
After the movers, there was the dark, handsome and hung phone installer, the pool maintenance man who responded just the way a hotly passionate Nordic god should, the wiry and wild milkman, two rugged young private security guards, the powerful and bluntly honest gardener, the driver for the local dry cleaner and laundry who looked as though he should be in full leather astride a big bike.
To say nothing of the strikingly handsome next door neighbor, a former Western movie idol who still had more than enough going for him—and for Al—or the not-in-the-least shy young grocery boy whose dad had warned him about queers but who decided that Al’s oral persuasions were far more believable than dad’s verbal admonitions, and a hell of a lot more fun!
Well, maybe they weren’t all really gay, but there wasn’t one of them who didn’t jump at the chance to give Al, one way or another, a big, juicy load of hot cum—a really warm welcome to his new home. And when most of them came back for the party that night—well, you’ll just have to read on about THAT!
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