Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Foreword
Don Allen’s machine moved out and disappeared over a large rise, its blade rearing into the air at twice the safe speed for the area…Don could feel the power of the huge cat between his legs. It made him a giant, and he liked that. Some men drove sporty gas-gobbling Detroit monsters and felt the sexual surge; others roared down the freeways back home straddling their Kawasakis and Hondas, but the cats were his glory, the extension of his cock…
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