New Bookstore in Town

Five more minutes of sucking and bobbing and he unloaded on my tongue. I should have predicted the result but somehow hadn’t seen it coming. His wiener may have been small but the quantity of seed that spilled forth was huge.

His pollution seeped out while he trembled and moaned. I liked that he enjoyed it so much and that helped me like the taste which I found to be bitter-sweet.

My unknown buddy zipped up with a cursory, “Thanks.” Then was gone.

I felt used and dirty, but poetically, the dirty feeling absolved me of my guilt.

I knelt there for a minute, dazed at what I had done. Moreso, confounded by the discovery that I had a hard erection. How could that be?