RC-105 All the Studs at Sea
All the Studs at Sea
Roadhouse Classics
RC-105
Jack Evans
$2.25
Excerpt
Hal looked woozily around for his buddies!
“Must got lost somewhere!” he commented softly, to no one in particular. The bartender wiped by him just then. “Hey man?”
“Yeah sailor!”
“Where the hell’s the can, man?”
“Down the hall to the right!”
“Thanks man!” Hal stumbled out the door of the bar into the dimly lit hall and somehow made it to the bathroom. It was after he got in there that he ran into trouble.
The head was like a million similar rooms all over the world. There was a little anteroom with a big mirror, and several small sinks before the area where the three urinals were set into the wall. Only one was occupied when Hal entered.
The man standing in front of the middle pisser was about a foot shorter than Hal. He was husky, and Hal figured that he was about twenty-two. The drunk sailor briefly wondered why he was standing so damn close to the urinal; but it was only a brief thought, and it passed as he yanked the fly of his white pants open and pulled his long cock out of his navy issue boxer shorts.
Hal’s cock matched the rest of his body; it was perfection! The head was bell shaped with a deep rim that separated it boldly from the long, thick shaft. It was oval shaped, that is the shank was wider than it was thick, and it rose like a missile from the thick thatch of cock hair that proved beyond a doubt that Hal was a true blonde.
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