“What did I know about Bertrand, apart from the fact that his ass fit my dick like a glove?” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“Perhaps the blood that was flooding into his dick, bringing it to full erection, was starving his brain of oxygen.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“I felt defeated and dismayed. I trusted nobody, and I felt impotent-not only in the sexual sense.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“Even my dick was relaxing, and had fallen from the upright to the horizontal.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“He’s not so bad-looking," I said, and it was true: the conductor was tall and well made, with a strong jawline and heavy, masculine… — James Lear Copy Share Image
“Sex, for me, is equally capable of expressing positive and negative emotions, often at the same time.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“If you're suggesting that I'm after his money-" "I know perfectly well which part of Bertrand you're after, Simmonds.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“Only an Englishman of Morgan's class could call a queer suicide with overtones of financial wrongdoing a "muddle".” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“Here was some mystery I would get to the bottom of. Not the bottom I'd been hoping for, but not a bad alternative.” — James Lear Copy Share Image
“At first I couldn't believe it. I waited, not moving my cock, which was rock hard thanks to this pulsing grip. But yes, here… — James Lear Copy Share Image
“What a charming man," I said. "I do not like him." "Bertrand, it’s a little early in our friendship to be jealous." Bertrand looked… — James Lear Copy Share Image
