The Basketball Diaries by Jim Carroll
Here are two of my favorite passages from the book--
Tonight I just stuck
it out in bed, radared the scene and slipped into some
baggy jeans, a tee-shirt (stayed barefoot) and went out
and up. "Up" is my roof, and what I do is simply take
off all my clothes, stand around awhile, a totally naked
young boy, stare into the star machine and jerk myself
off. Is it strange? Maybe, but it's certainly the most beau-
tiful and exciting way of masturbating I've experienced
since I first began my steady practice of the art when
I was just turning twelve . . . I don't
really think about anything while I'm in the process of
the actual tugging, least of all going into any of the heavy
sex fantasies I have to resort to indoors. It's just me and
my own naked self and the stars breathing down. And
it's beautiful.
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We won the game easily, so in two nights we would
play Orlando's furniture store for the championship.
After the game, the infamous queer college scout Benny
Greenbaum comes creeping around the dressing room.
Tom McNulty, our center, tells Benny he can blow him
in front of everyone for $15. "Can't put out the money
until I see the meat," says Benny. Tom takes out his
cock, at least seven inches long, and Benny swallows
about fifteen gulps of fresh Long Beach air while
his eyes flash the great quick-sale sign. What humorous
disgust when Benny started lapping. Tommy got his
money and we left. I'm going to fuck every teenage girl
in Long Beach tonight.
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