Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Excerpt
“Yeah, old buddy, I sure got one hellofa horny cock here. You don’t mind if I take it out and play with it, do you?”
Bucky’s swing slowed to a halt as his feet dragged woodenly in the dirt. He didn’t trust himself to speak. He nodded slowly as his eyes dropped, glued to his buddy’s crotch. It was so quiet that he could hear very clearly the snap of the top button of Tippy’s pants and then the soft shush of his zipper being pulled down, then Tippy’s pants were open, his underpants shoved down and his big broad cock was sticking up in the air. Tippy hitched his ass up a little so he could get his balls out too and then he leaned back in the swing and wrapped his hand around his hard rod, working it up and down with a soft slapping sound.
“Ah, fuck, that feels good, Jesus that feels so good,” he groaned, grinning as he watched Bucky’s face.
Bucky was spellbound. He couldn’t help himself. It had been a long time since he’d seen his buddy jerking off like this, not since they were kids. Tippy’s cock had gotten quite a bit bigger. It was now a good, solid seven-inch piece of hot dripping boy-meat. It was thick, too, like a fat German sausage. The shiny swollen knob was at a slight angle, making the whole prick look like a club that was just a little crooked. It was an impressive dick and Tippy knew it. He grinned at the way Bucky was staring.
“How do you like that, buddy? We haven’t jerked off like this for a long time, huh?”
The “we” was not exactly accurate since Bucky’s prick was still in his pants. Hard as a rock, but still in his pants, nonetheless. Bucky didn’t correct his friend, though. It didn’t even occur to him. All he could concentrate on was that big cock in front of him.
“You like this, buddy?” Tippy whispered softly, hypnotically. “You like the way my big prick looks, buddy?”
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