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Size Queen (no illustrations)

Size Queen

Homosexual Classics

$2.25

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Homosexual Classics

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Excerpt

Their conversation continued, Jock talking to the man, but always with his eyes out over the pool. The man commented on how nice the Four Winds was, and the fact that they had a nice pool. Jock, in turn, found that the man was a salesman, working several northern Ohio counties, and often stayed overnight in that area. He had decided to make the Four Winds his regular stop-over.

Once during the conversation, Jock stood up, stretched his long frame and flexed his muscular body, It was intended for the man to get a better look at him, and especially a look at the way his trunks fit him; that would clinch any thoughts the guy was obviously having. He noticed the way the guy glanced up, discreetly at his bulging crotch, and also the way several others around the pool looked in his direction.

“You know, I’ve always envied lifeguards,” the man said. “But usually they’re snobs, or they seem to be.”

Jock put in quickly, “That’s because we have to blow the whistle or yell at people, and aren’t allowed to sit and talk to people most of the time. It’s really not our fault. Get us down off the perches and away from the pool or beach, and we’re ordinary guys like everyone else.”

He added, “And as for envying us, don’t. The pay’s not that good, and the job’s boring as hell.”

“Then why do you do it?”

“I don’t need the money that bad yet. It’s because I like the work. See, I’m a life guard at the beach during the summer, and I like it there because I get plenty of sun and a nice tan. I took this job for the winter to keep in shape. And the fringe benefits are pretty good.”

The man grinned. “Well, you certainly do a good job of keeping in shape, I’ll say that for you. And looks like you don’t have trouble with your tan fading out. Well, listen, I’d better stop bothering you, before someone complains about me talking to the life-guard. It’s been nice learning that life-guards are real people,” he smiled. Then as he was turning to go, he added, “Say, now that I’ve found out that you guys are real people, and friendly, I’d like to talk to you some more if you’re not rushed after work. Wanta come to my room after you’re off duty?” Then he glanced around quickly and added, “I guess we could have a little nip, if you’re inclined.”

“I’m always inclined,” Jock laughed.

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