Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Brownout Bait
Rough Trade
RT-459
Mannie Hall
$2.95
Excerpt
“Ah, I can’t fucking wait,” Lee thought to himself.
For he knew one thing. His army unit had been unlike most others. There had been so much fucking and sucking going on, that his head had been spinning during his whole stay in the army, while his cock had been shooting off constantly.
And there was a reason for that, he knew. He had the biggest fucking dick in his entire unit. In fact, even one guy who had been into getting fist-fucked had been content with Lee’s dick, because it was almost the size of a fist.
The head was so fucking thick, and it hardly even thinned out around the shaft.
Lee looked over at his knapsack, then rummaged through it to make sure that he had packed everything he would need. He saw a couple of extra shirts, another pair of khakis, his army helmet, toothbrush, and best of all, his can of lubricant.
That was only his emergency can, he thought, for those fags who couldn’t take it up the ass without any. But as he remembered, there had only been one or two of them in his unit. Most of the others could take a cock up the ass, even when their ass was dry, and not one of them ever failed to be satisfied.
Lee started to laugh when he thought the nick-name he had been given in the army F.S.C.
That stood for fist-sized cock, and once word got around about what he had in his pants, not one day went by when he didn’t get to shoot it off.
When Lee was sure that he had everything, he started to close his knapsack. He wanted to get out of the apartment fast, before Dave came home.
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