| Author: | Dixon Cox | ISBN: | 9781497754393 |
| Publisher: | Dirty Eros | Publication: | January 24, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Dixon Cox |
| ISBN: | 9781497754393 |
| Publisher: | Dirty Eros |
| Publication: | January 24, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
WARNING: 3,900 WORD HARDCORE EROTICA - ADULTS ONLY
It's a beautiful day out, and one man can't resist sneaking into the local adult store for a quick fumble in the video booths on his lunch break. But as the queue of men builds up outside, has he bitten off more than he can chew?
EXCERPT:
The entrance to the arcade was kind of dark, and I had to strain my eyes in order to see clearly. There were quite a few other men around. I didn’t recognize any of them, and I didn’t care too look too hard at them, hoping that they would return the favor. We were here for anonymity, not to greet each other, after all. Quite a few of the booths were already occupied and locked.
To be honest, I was quite surprised to see how packed it already was — it was only just gone past 1pm, and I expected a handful of other guys at the most, but there were at least a dozen in the store, another dozen in the arcade and God knows how many in the stalls.
Pretty cool, I thought. I walked around, looking for a booth, and soon found one in a dark recess. I snuck in and sat down on a barely visible bench, my eyes adjusting to the dim light. I could just about make out the TV monitor.
I moved to turn it on. I was just about to select a video when I heard the door opening. I looked over, and I saw the shidouette of a short guy at the door.
I mean, I couldn’t see his face, but I could see that he was a stocky man. He closed the door behind him, and I squinted at him, trying to make more sense of who he was...
WARNING: 3,900 WORD HARDCORE EROTICA - ADULTS ONLY
It's a beautiful day out, and one man can't resist sneaking into the local adult store for a quick fumble in the video booths on his lunch break. But as the queue of men builds up outside, has he bitten off more than he can chew?
EXCERPT:
The entrance to the arcade was kind of dark, and I had to strain my eyes in order to see clearly. There were quite a few other men around. I didn’t recognize any of them, and I didn’t care too look too hard at them, hoping that they would return the favor. We were here for anonymity, not to greet each other, after all. Quite a few of the booths were already occupied and locked.
To be honest, I was quite surprised to see how packed it already was — it was only just gone past 1pm, and I expected a handful of other guys at the most, but there were at least a dozen in the store, another dozen in the arcade and God knows how many in the stalls.
Pretty cool, I thought. I walked around, looking for a booth, and soon found one in a dark recess. I snuck in and sat down on a barely visible bench, my eyes adjusting to the dim light. I could just about make out the TV monitor.
I moved to turn it on. I was just about to select a video when I heard the door opening. I looked over, and I saw the shidouette of a short guy at the door.
I mean, I couldn’t see his face, but I could see that he was a stocky man. He closed the door behind him, and I squinted at him, trying to make more sense of who he was...
