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Anthology Volume 3
Just A. Buoy with E. Rex Shawn
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Handjobs Anthology Volume 3
¨Copyright 1993 by Avenue Services, Inc.
The stories in this anthology, the second anthology of Handjobs stories, contain
the stories we printed in Handjobs during the first half of 1993. We sold all of
our 1993 issues a long time ago, and it is with pleasure that we bring you this
anthology of the first half of 1993 of Handjobs.
We, the publishers of Handjobs, are a Daddy-Boy couple and we have been
together since the spring of 1983. We would like to take this opportunity to thank
all our readers who have supported us these many years.
For more information about Handjobs Magazine and our other publications,
please write:
Avenue Services, Inc.
PO Box 23219
Seattle, WA 98102-0519
Or call us between 9 am and 6 pm Pacific Time:
1-800-463-5630
Or visit our web site at:
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Handjobs
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olume 3
StrangerÔs Advances
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Coach Kowalski - Part 1
47
by Dan Paulson
Dad Was Watching
8
Coach Kowalski - Part 2
51
New YearÔs Eve Orgy
11
by Dan Paulson
Uncle Bert by Rama
16
Uncle Jake
55
Bachelor Party Part 1 by Dan
Paulson
School Bullies by Grant Leeder
59
18
Cousin Larry
62
Bachelor Party Part 2 by Dan
Paulson
24
Dear Robby by Ricki
27
Circus Adventure Part 2
33
DadÔs Rubbers
36
Harry Catches Me
70
Billy
74
Marine Comes Home
41
That Special Summer
76
White Boy
45
Gramps by Ben Wade
80
Copyright ¨1998 by Avenue Services. All rights reserved. No part of this magazine may be reproduced in whole
or in part without written permission of the publisher, Avenue Services, a gay- owned and operated business.
No responsibility can be assumed for unsolicited material. All rights in letters sent to Handjobs will be treated uncon-
ditionally assigned for publication and copyright purposes and are subject to HandjobÔs right to edit and
comment upon editorially.
Safe and sane sexual behavior is encouraged by the publisher. The publisher, editor, and contributors to Handjobs
cannot be held responsible for accidents or injuries or any other misfortunes that result from proper or improper
application of information imparted or ideas generated by material in Handjobs. Handjobs is designed to be used
only as an aid for masturbation.
Any similarity between people and places in the fiction in Handjobs and any real people and places is purely coin-
cidental. Despite the use of terms such as ÑboyÒ or ÑsonÒ, all characters in the fiction in Handjobs are 18 years
of age or older. It is against the law to have sexual intercourse with people under the age of 18, but we do print
memoirs of men talking about their own boyhood experiences.
Printed in the US.
You must be 18 or older to purchase this book.
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Next Door Student
151
MomÔs Boyfriend
156
All Night Drive
89
Big Brother
90
Caught
159
Horny-Married-Ready
95
Full House
162
Beach Play
164
Janitor Sex
97
DaddyÔs Sailor Boy
166
Sucking a Buddy
101
by Kelvin Beliele
by Grant Leeder
Dorm Shower
105
by J. Robert Handcock
My Father Sampson
172
by Zack Smith
Dark Room Secret
110
Comparing Dicks
174
Garage Surprise
112
BossÔs Son
177
My Best FriendÔs Son
114
Reno Trip by Ben Wade
179
Dorm Closure
117
Cock Tale by Kenn Richie
183
Tow Truck Driver
119
Pick Me Up Something At The
Gym by Dan Paulson
Horny Mechanic
123
186
Deep Snow by Buddy Kilts
125
The Mirror
188
It Was My Duty
190
GrandsonÔs Examination
132
Nature Walk by Grant Leeder
136
BillÔs Dad by Ben Wade
138
Sheltering by Buddy Kilts
145
by J. Robert Handcock
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StrangerÔs Advances
My fatherÔs class reunion was coming up. We had been preparing for over a
week to drive to his home town out east and stay with his old school chum. Dad
had moved west after school and had never been back. He and his friend had
kept in contact over the years by mail. We were invited to stay with DadÔs friend
and his wife for a few of our vacation days before the reunion.
I was a little disappointed because they didnÔt have kids of their own. I was won-
dering what I would do with myself. Most of our trip was spent entirely driving,
but at least I had recently obtained my license so I enjoyed relieving dad and mom
at the wheel.
Andy and his wife turned out to be nice people. He was a lot like dad in per-
sonality. They didnÔt have a very large place but set up a cot for me on the back
porch. It was screened in so it was the coolest place to sleep.
I couldnÔt help notice Andy had quite the bulge in his worn, threadbare
levis. Seemed he was always rubbing it. ÑMust be as horny as my dad,Ò I
thought. Dad was always humping mom.
Dad too, normally wore levis, a tee shirt or tank top. Even though it was warm,
Andy had on a pair of long johns. He had cut the sleeves off, but the legs were
visible at his bare ankles, when he crossed his legs. It was open, showing his hairy
chest and belly. He had gained a few pounds on my Dad.
I liked the sight of his hairy naked skin, especially just above the loose slipper
like shoes he wore, the kind you see loggers wear. They were scuffed and
scratched. They had become stretched with wear, and dangled loosely on his big
bare feet.
The day of the reunion came. They left me plenty of food, snacks, games and
videos, to keep me occupied while they were gone. It would be many hours before
they returned. I got bored after being alone for a few hours. I knew they would
come home feeling no pain, so I decided to go to bed. I lay there beating off. I
was sweating and couldnÔt get the vision of AndyÔs big basket out of my head.
I wondered what he and dad had looked like when they were naked together
in the shower. I shot off in my underwear thinking about it and tucked them under
the cot. I was soon sleeping soundly.
Something woke me in the middle of the night. I lay still listening, then real-
ized it was noise from the four adults just returning from their partying. I could
hear laughter, joking, and smell coffee. Mom peeked in on me, still not out of
the habit of checking on her boy. I drifted off again, thinking about exploring
the large forested lot, just beyond the back yard of the house.
Once more I woke up! I could sense someone was on the porch with me. As
my eyes adjusted I saw Andy standing near the bed. He wore only his pair of soiled
long underwear. They were open all the way down the front. AndyÔs finger lay
across his lips, indicating for me to remain quiet. His other hand was wrapped
around the hard bare shaft of his manhood. He was lightly stroking it! I could-
nÔt believe this was happening. I was mesmerized by the sight of him standing
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