Quotes from James Lear

If you're suggesting that I'm after his money-" "I know perfectly well which part of Bertrand you're after, Simmonds.

Mitch, have you ever tried fucking while stoking a furnace and running an engine?

If only I had been able to examine the evidence while it was fresh! But no: I had followed my prick instead. What would Sherlock Holmes have said?

You tried to stick your cock in his mouth." "I panicked. I thought it might be my only chance.

He reached down, pulled on a piece of seaweed and came up with a handful of gleaming white shells, shook off the water and tossed them on to the sandy bank. I attempted to do likewise, and came up with a handful of slime and a few broken bits of twig, one of which had a tiny but very angry-looking crab clinging to it.

If I take my cock out, you aren't going to shout for help?

The subject was quickly dropped as I sucked him to a full stand, and wasn't resumed until his dick plopped out of my ass an hour later.

He's like you, Talloo." "Bisexual?" "American, I mean.

It's nice to be wanted, but not always convenient.

There is some primal instinct in the human male that drives us to communal pissing, and it's a phenomenon of which I'm very fond.

I was already imagining how good it would be to eat his big, round ass.

I was shameless, and handsome, and well-endowed, and those three things in combination, I think, will never leave you high and dry.

Our eyes met, and then, with one accord, each of us dropped his gaze to the other's crotch. It was one of those moments of mutual understanding which never cease to delight me.

the body had

it's well known that captivity makes queers of us all—

I was close to shooting; he was a very good cocksucker.

Sex, for me, is equally capable of expressing positive and negative emotions, often at the same time.

He stopped talking and set to licking the hard pricks—mine and Charlie's—that he held in his greedy hands.

Fucking really is one of those activities that "practice makes perfect".

Never knew a man could be so…hungry for it.

You ain't never going to get rich that way, Johnson. And there's money in that dick. Lots of money.

As usual, I was letting my dick do the thinking.

I need to fuck you now, Jack. I want to be inside you. All night.

Only an Englishman of Morgan's class could call a queer suicide with overtones of financial wrongdoing a "muddle".