The smell from the pits was there, pungeent and harsh, yet fresh and healthy. Okay! Well you can deposit my money into the account.yeah from today.okay fucker! I'll see you in ten days or so.Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said I promised." and he hung up. Gotta rest up.Look! You want me to do that porn flick with Kevin or not? Set the filming up for the week after next. Shit! They don't want a limp dick and that's me right now. Shit! Four calls today.well fuck! Those two guys you had me go to this morning plum wore me out.well, I couldn't even get it up for Dudley, not that I needed to, thank God, but I gotta pass the big one tonight.I don't care if they asked for me an' only me. Thank God all he wanted was a blow".a pause, he listened."Well I been going hot and strong, man. Picking it up, "Yeah? Well I just got back from ole Mr Dudleys'. "God! Not another one" he thought to himself. The phone was sounding off again when he opened the door on his return. "Yessir," was all he said as he hung up the phone, and he covered his nakedness with tight jeans and T-shirt and slipped his bare feet into slightly over-sized top-siders. The telephone sounded the fourth call today. It was a bright, clear afternoon with a balmy tropical breeze. Far enough up the hill to stifle traffic noise and afford a view of Los Angeles that stretched past the Baldwin Hills to the airport. above Sunset Plaza in the hills above the Strip in a small apartment above the garage of a Neutra house built for the future in the 30's.
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But he kept shoving his foot against the wall and rocked the swing back and forth. I'm a'coming Jeff," he said and his left hand idly scratched his balls, and his right played with his nipples, and he thought of what was ahead and his body gave a lurch, almost imperceptable except to him, and the hoped for anticipated pleasure excited him, and he knew he could have it all right now. He was tall and didn't quite fit on the swing, which hung by a link chain from each end, and was fastened to ceiling of the porch. He kicked the side of the house with his right foot, and the swing began its motion, like a rocking boat, to the same singsong. The young man was unfazed by his brothers outburst. Shit almighty." And he turned back into the house, and the hinges of the screen door whined as it swung slowly to an almost close. "Oh shit Bobby! What in fuck you doing layin' there? You know Daddy and me are just awaitin' for you upstairs.