And here he was sitting beside me, legs apart.
It was published in 1965 by the Fuck You Press, an imprint that would, I suspect, have appealed to Christopher.
I came to warm flesh then to hair, I went on.
I observed the snug curves where they hugged the behind, I watched the crotch where the cloth intriguingly bulged.
Carefully drawing it out, I beheld what I held.
My heart Thumped and jumped as my fingers went to his fly.