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disturb them, and as I had not so far had the opportunity of
soothing the distressful condition under which I was now
labouring, I said to Bob, "Will you let me go in your bottom? I
have never tried that yet, and I should like to very much."
"Certainly!" answered Bob, and he at once placed himself
so as to receive my attack.
Getting behind him, I advanced to his rear, and after, on
his instructions, applying a little saliva, introduced my cock
into his small, round orifice. Although it did not look very
large, I found it yield much more readily than I had expected,
and I experienced a considerable feeling of satisfaction as my
member found its home in this warm sheath offered to it, the
walls of which closed upon it with a pleasant tightness,
without there being too much constriction. I at once
commenced to thrust, and while doing so, put my hands
round and took hold of Bob's genitals. His cock was a trifle
damp and sticky, and inclined to be limp, having been
brought into action so recently, but under the fostering care
of my fingers it began to exalt itself once more, and I gently
titillated it to bring it up still more. My own efforts, however,
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prevented me from bestowing more than desultory attention
on it in this respect, and as my excitement became greater
with every moment I soon almost ceased the action, all my
interest being claimed by the circumstances of my own case;
I bit my lips and panted with preternatural excitement; and
heaved forward with such vigour that it seemed as if I must
be piercing into the very centre of Bob's anatomy.
He did not appear to suffer any discomfort, however I but
evinced a desire to give me every opportunity of wreaking my
will upon him, at intervals giving me an additional twinge of
pleasure by a well-calculated contraction of his posterior
muscles. At length I cried, with a depth of fervour in my
voice, "It's coming, Bob!" and as I gave one last thrust with
all my strength, he contracted his bottom-hole again,
imprisoning my cock within its hot folds. The action arrested
the discharge for a second, but next instant I felt it shoot out
and, entirely consumed and eaten up in a supreme attack of
lustful joy, I sank down upon him, alive to nothing but the
passionate, gnawing rapture that afflicted my generative
organ, and flowed thence in flickering, unquenchable flames
to even the most remote parts of my body.
I felt quite prostrated afterwards, and made a hurried
preparation for bed, anxious to lie down and rest myself after
the feverish dissipation, at any rate until had taken the first
keen edge off my fatigue.
The others followed my example, and we were soon all
four between the sheets.
"I wonder who had the best time, you or I?" said Bob.
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"It would be hard to say," I replied. "All I know is that if
you came off as well as I did, you were all right. How did you
get on, Jimmy?"
"Ripping!" said the duke enthusiastically. "Of course, it
isn't the first time Blackie and I have had a bit of fun, but I
think that makes it all the better, as you know what to
expect; while it is just as fine at the finish."
"I don't suppose it's much to Blackie, though, after all he
has been through!" I exclaimed.
"Oh! I don't know," returned de Beaupre, speaking with all
the savoir fair of a man of the world. "You mustn't think I
despise a little amusement among ourselves. If we could
really do as we liked, we could have all the enjoyment in the
world; only, of course, circumstances are a good deal against
us. Besides, as you know from what I told you, girls can have
as much pleasure as they want among themselves without
requiring men's services, so why shouldn't we show that we
can do without girls if we want to?"
"I've heard someone say just the same before," said
Jimmy.
Bob looked over to me and winked, exclaiming in a
stagewhisper, "Lord Henry!"
"You shut up, Bob!" shouted Jimmy, with a smile. "I never
mentioned any name."
"Well," said Rutherford presently;" I suppose we mustn't
expect another yarn from Blackie tonight."
"No! you needn't;" returned de Beaupre, "for you won't get
one. I'm feeling quite hoarse as it is since last night, and I
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