The Sins of the Cities of the Plain; or, The Recollections of a Mary-Ann: with Short Essays on Sodomy and TribadismSaul, Jack
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The Sins of the Cities of the Plain; or, The Recollections of a Mary-Ann: with Short Essays on Sodomy and Tribadism
Saul, Jack
Gay men -- England -- Fiction
I wished he had been a nice young fellow, but his attentions soon
aroused all my usually excitable feelings--my cock throbbed, and stood
as stiffly as ever under the soft pressures of his hand, as he held it
inside my trousers.
"I must kiss this darling jewel!" he exclaimed. "I love to swallow all
the spendings of a nice young fellow like you, Eveline."
Then going on his knees before me, he put my prick in his mouth and
sucked me most lusciously, whilst with one hand passed under my bottom
he postillioned me in the most delightful manner possible, and when the
crisis came in a few minutes he swallowed every drop with the greatest
possible relish.
His next proceeding was to lower his breeches and get me to bugger him,
which seemed to afford him equally exquisite pleasure, as his old prick
stood as stiffly as possible. And after I had spent in his arsehole, he
made me toss him off for a finish.
When we rejoined the company, one of the retinue of His Royal Highness
begged for an introduction, and after some little conversation, assured
me my fortune would be made if I would only consent to visit Berlin and
Vienna, as he could introduce me to many of the highest personages in
Germany.
Not caring to leave good old England, I politely declined his overtures,
assuring him at the same time that I had not the least objection to be
introduced to any of his eminent countrymen, should they happen to visit
London.
On our return to town in the evening we found Boulton and Park waiting
for us at his lordship's chambers. They wanted us to join in a special
pederastic orgie, to take place the same night at the house of a certain
young Earl, who had two young foreign pages just arrived, the one from
France and the other from Italy, and their introduction into the mystic
circle was to be the chief event of the night's programme.
Lord Arthur had another engagement, which prevented him coming with us,
and so I went with them.
They had a private brougham in waiting, which took us to Grosvenor
Square.
A very sedate and elderly footman ushered us upstairs to a
dressing-room, which formed part of the Earl's own special apartments, a
suite of six or seven rooms, rigorously set apart from the rest of the
house, where none but his confidential servants and pages were ever
allowed to enter.
At the time of our visit the Countess was out of town at Scarborough,
assiduously carrying on an anything but innocent flirtation with a
certain young Marquis; but the Earl, her husband, cared not a fig for
that, so long as he enjoyed himself in his own way.
"His lordship will expect you in the billiard-room in half-an-hour. You
will find your portmanteaus all right. They were placed here directly
they arrived an hour or so ago," remarked the footman as he withdrew.
"Then we must not lose any time, my dear Eveline. You will find I have
brought a charming costume for you," said Boulton.
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