Carnival Cowboy

At the end of a bloody trail, Johnny Redd finds an incredible secret. While struggling with a bullet in his chest, he crawls along the ground until he finds himself surrounded by a maze of quaint carnival tarps. Inside is a world of color, costumes, false hair, nails, eyelashes -- and a man who dresses like a woman. It’s a world of trickery, deception, and lies. Johnny makes it just inside the tent when his strength fails and he faints dead away. When he awakes, he’s reminded of the bizarre reality that surrounds him. It’s that he learns he has been taken care of by a man – er. woman -- by the name of Frenchy Starr. The name rolls from the tongue of this fallen angel, this princess of darkness, this twilight queen. She’s a mystery, a dangerously beautiful mystery, and Johnny slowly becomes ensnared in the trap which she sets. After one night of incredible love, a jealous fan shoots Frenchy. Thinking her dead, Johnny’s heart is broken and he leaves in search of something to fill the hole she left in his heart. Enter Kit Dalton.

Temple Madison · LGBT+

Classificações insuficientes

22 Chs

Chapter 4

“Inside is heaven, Johnny. I’m going to plunge inside and take you to heaven with me.”

His words were magic. The words themselves weren’t unusual, it was the tone, the sound of them that almost had him mesmerized.

“Yesss,” he whispered, anxious to feel his cock inside him. And then all of a sudden, he felt it. He was pressing his cock firmly against his hole. It was lubricated with pre-cum, and with a hot sigh blowing against his ear, and a beautiful lustful grunt, Frenchy pushed hard.

Johnny almost cried out in ecstasy. The plunges in and out lifted him into a delusional sparkling heaven that belonged only to them. He rolled with Frenchy in clouds while he was taken up, and up, and up into a warm place. He pushed in synch, feeling Frenchy’s body slap against his.

“More, more, Frenchy,” he whispered. “Oh, God, give it to me hard,” Johnny cried out over his shoulder. He had raised his ass higher, so that Frenchy could get in deeper, and glide effortlessly as he pounded into him.

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