SP-101 Queer Daddy

FOREWORD

David Bellhaven is a confirmed homosexual. He is also rich, married and the father of five children! He keeps Harry Simca in Palm Springs. Carmen Bellhaven, David’s wife, stays home and fights potential deviation of her sons with incestual fury. Her teenage son, Birch, likes the game, but prefers his own pastimes with his younger sister, Mary! At fifteen, daughter Zorene Bellhaven has her own outlet in Sam, the estate gardener. David Jr. and little June trade favors watching television cartoons! Nursemaid Lena Walsh is a transvestite male, who goes for David—and the two younger children in his charge. Then Harry comes visiting! A triangle of lust and panic erupts, forcing the Bellhavens to make a decision. And their solution to sensuality only causes the children to change partners! And sends each adult whirling off into new sexual conquests!

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“Coasting off to sleep, Harry played with the dear, sweet memories of those days. The wild moments, standing in a huddle on the blustery street corners, laughing and planning some deviltry. He could remember how excited this packhunting had made him; so excited he glowed as he stood close to the rough, dirty boys just to feel the animal power of their bodies. And sometimes the excitement he felt had electrified Jake or Big Mo or Black Jack, who was the only Negro boy in the gang. Then one of them would curl a sinewy arm around Harry’s neck and drag him off to some place in an alley or down into the furnace room of Abel’s store. It was always wonderful, always extra good that way, still feeling the violence and the daring of the gang out on the street. He had loved them all and they had loved him, he was sure. They had protected him in gang fights and always saw to it that a nose got punched when some member of a rival gang called him Harry the Whore.

It was over now, and his life was beautiful, complete and soft and exciting. Tomorrow, he would taste another luscious grape from the vineyard of passion. He hoped Davie had stayed away from his broodmare of a wife. No matter soap and water, Harry could smell and taste what a woman did to a man for a week afterward.”