The Hitch-Hiker
The Hitch-Hiker
Black Knight Classics
$1.95
Beginning of Chapter One
Mickie Burcel might have spelled his name like a sissy, but he was perhaps one of the butchiest bastards any street-walking or bar-patronaging fairy could care to come in contact with.
As he was in his apartment tossing things into his suitcase, Mickie caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He always did have a streak of egotism that flashed through his butch facade where ever he went, and he would constantly flex his muscles for all the queens to stare at and appreciate. Everybody in the Military Police outfit Mickie had been stationed with at Fort Belvoir, Virginia and at the main entrance of the Pentagon Building thought him to be an exceptionally handsome young stud. Mickie enjoyed the praises and sneaky glances most of the women and men would throw his way.
Now, as Mickie stood nude except for a pair of bikini briefs which stretched tightly around his crotch, he admired himself. His prick was meticulously packed in his thin briefs so that there was a rather nice size bulge quite evident. As he stared at himself in the full-length mirror, his hands softly caressed his smooth hairless chest. He toyed with his nipples until they became hard.
Slowly, lovingly, his hands slid down his sides, and as he did this he watched his crotch increase in size.
His cock swelled and stretched the thin material of his briefs, almost breaking the heavy stitchings.
Mickie’s hands then slid over his solid hips and down the front of his thighs, causing his shaft to throb wildly. If it wasn’t for the barrier that held it back, his prick would have stuck straight out and throbbed and swayed freely in the air while the shiny purple head pulsated and bobbed up and down…
1 review for The Hitch-Hiker
Beat (verified owner) –
These Black Knight Classics were designed to cause a guy to ejaculate. I haven’t (quite) done that yet (I’m waitin’ until I finish this review) but, fuck, this is a neat story. The story open with the hitchhiker preparing for his trip (he’s headin’ off to college, after a short stint in the military) by jerkin’ off in front of a mirror with two and then three fingers up his asshole. (The third finger slips in just before he cums.) The real reason he’s in front of the mirror (besides that he likes what he sees) is because he’s dressin’ for success for his hitchhikin’. Tight pants and no underwear—dick prominently outlined—all good. He’s hopin’ to have plenty of sex with the guys who pick him up. Well, that’s what happens…
There were three instances of mild raunch: on page 12 our hero licks a butthole that’s got some shit still on it, on page 21 a guy farts in our hero’s face (big time!) and then there’s a slight mention of a shit smell, along with the manly crotch odor that our hero loves and really gets off on.
Oh, and he’s got a name—Mickie.
The book has 38 fuckin’ pages. (The paper edition was stapled together.) That’s long enough to make the inevitable happen with the reader’s hard dick.
Here goes…