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PAL-509 The Boy Seekers
The Boy Seekers
Pad Library
PAL-509
J.D. Hanover
$1.95
Excerpt
“Stop!” Grant ordered. “Damn! Your suits are wet. Can’t have that, can we? We’ll have to wait till they’re dried.”
Not even wondering why dry suits were necessary for ‘Boys on the Beach’, Gil murmured, “Sorry, sir.”
Meanwhile, Jim Cory, squarely facing the boys, lowered his wet trunks and took them off. He hung them in the sun, over the back of one of the beach chairs. “That way they’ll dry.” He wore a jersey jockstrap. While Allan and Gil watched, he pulled it at the top and peered down.” It’s still there.” He grinned. Then he nonchalantly slipped off the supporter and stood stark naked. Which is what private beaches are for. His cock was fat and juicy, and his balls hung like small oranges.
“Take off your trunks, lads. Let them dry.” The boys didn’t hesitate. They stood as naked as Jim. Allan didn’t know about his friend, but he felt just a little bit funny. As if—Then Jim Cory drawled something that made them all laugh and forget their nakedness.
Grant poured drinks. He handed Gil a brimming glass. “Here’s a man-sized drink for a bloke with a man-sized rod.” Gil grinned, delighted. Grant turned to Allan. “I’ll have to give you the bloody jug! Where did a kid like you get a whopper like that?” Allan flushed.
Jim Cory broke the sudden silence. He seemed impatient.
“Seems these’ll never dry.” He spread the damp trunks on the chair back again. “Why don’t we play without them, Grant?”
The photographer agreed casually. “Good idea. You lads ready?”
Now Gil Randall was cautious. “We couldn’t play without our trunks. I mean, if you’re gonna—you know—”
Cory sneered, “Oh, what modest boys!”
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