Acquired Tastes XLIII: Gay Pulp Fiction, Part 109: HIS69, Part 38 of 44

Acquired Tastes XLIII

Gay Pulp Fiction, 

Part 109: HIS69

Part 38 of 44

The HIS69 imprint was active from 1971 thru 1988, delivering an astounding 531 titles. Surrey House, Inc. / Surree Ltd, Inc. of San Diego and Santee, California are responsible for this imprint which was distributed by the same company as Trojan Books, Manhard Books, Gay Books and Gay Way Books; the Zorro Distribution Company, also operating out of San Diego.

It should be noted that many of these titles, with original artwork included, were simultaneously republished under the Gay Books imprint and then, later, minus the artwork, were also republished under the ManPower imprint.

The artwork for the HIS69 books would go through only two minor shifts with all the covers featuring ink drawings by various uncredited illustrators - artwork quite similar to what we saw with the Manhard imprint.

Wow... seems like old times! I managed to find all twelve this week! 

Meat Hunters 

Author: Tony Moore

HIS69568 

My, my... blondie looks to be ready to start his day off with a bang!

My guess is... this takes place in a rustic cabin on a weekend hunting trip, although, I must say, those are some pretty well-shaven hunters. But then, you know us gays! We take our hygiene very seriously, no matter where we find ourselves. We always find time to do our maintenance work, though I think it's really more of an excuse to stand in front of a mirror. 

Available at Hommi Publishing as a downloadable pdf or e-book. Just hit the link.

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Northern Lights

Author: Michael Scott

HIS69569

What a pretty title, though hard to discern what this one might be about. That cover is of no help either, with it's frolicking threesome doing it on a bare mattress on the floor. Well, I'm not one to judge. Been there, done that. Hey! f so inclined, when the moment's right? 

So is the place!

Available at Hommi Publishing as a downloadable pdf or e-book. Just hit the link.

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Heavy Erection Crew 

Author: Bjorn Peters

HIS69570 

Love a good pun. And both these boys look as if they know how to handle a big beam of rock solid steel. Keeping those hard hats on? A good idea. You never know what you might pick up at a construction site. Best practice - always wear a helmet!

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Blow That Thing 

Author: Mark Andrews

HIS69571 

This brings a whole new meaning to the term 'music appreciation!'

A clarinet is obviously not what the dude in the Dickies coveralls has in mind when it comes to the title of this little opus. This illustration makes me think of the hunky janitor who used to roam my high school halls. Sometimes, he'd drop in and watch a rehearsal for awhile. I imagine goldilocks there heading to the band room straight from basketball practice, because he needed to practice the solo he will be performing for the band's next concert. 

Mr. Janitor? Well, he's thinking there are definitely better uses for those sweet lips.

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Boss Sucker 

Author: Lowell Tessy Kells

HIS69572

You better work it!

Oh, those boys at the office, always jockeying for position. Never the older employees. No. They settle in at a company and are perfectly fine to live in their little silo. But not the young bucks, fresh out of college. They have ambition and dollar signs in their eyes. Yes, they are always willing to go that extra mile for a bit of recognition or a possible leg up. Each step of that corporate ladder they climb represents a favor they have to do for their boss. Some ascend quite quickly, while others make their peace, content to remain where they find themselves. The ambitious ones keep their eyes on the prize, that the big payoff in the end being the only thing they truly care about.

Come to think of it, sometimes that's all I care about, too.

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Playing The Game 

Author: Mark Andrews

HIS69573 

Oh, oh! Looks like Junior Varsity just got caught ballin' the  ball. Yes! That's a thing! I've seen it on xHamster or one of those sites. There's a dude who really has a thing for those inflatable exercise balls. Well, to each their own. Back when I was 14, I had a torrid affair with a red bean bag chair. No... we haven't seen each other in years. Still, on those cold December Minnesota nights, as I stare out my backdoor window... I think of him and smile. 

I shall always remember him fondly. 

Love the athletic socks on blondie. Isn't there something sexy about the way they're all stretched out due to his massive calf muscles? They also look like they would smell... not disgusting, just... athletic?

What? Just me? Oh, alright then. Sigh.

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Wrestling Jocks 

Author: Tony Moore

HIS69574

These two almost look like twins. Love the cut of the little short-shorts on the dude in the headlock and his odd footwear. In fact, I have no quibble with this illustration except... 

What the hell is with the garden hose?  

I mean, I suppose it could be an industrial strength douching hose, but it sure looks like a standard garden hose. Trust me, you don't want to over-flush your system, dears. Not for just your average fuck. Now... if you're contemplating getting fisted? That's a whole 'nother matter. That takes all sorts of prep. Still... a garden hose seems a tad extreme - but, we gays are a resourceful bunch. We can make a parade float out of a bunch of old newspapers and a box of condoms!

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Jazz Baby 

Author: Roland Graeme

HIS69575

Yes. I know one little blonde pianist who is about to get pounded harder than that piano ever has! Musicians make wonderful lovers. No, they typically don't have the greatest bodies, as they have no time to get to the gym and eschew exercise, and their sense of fashion may be as questionable as their hygiene, but they do know how to make lurve! I think it's their sense of melody and grasp of syncopation. Drummers deliver the best bang for your buck, while reed players tend to give excellent head. Pianists? Good with their hands. I only caution you when it comes to flutists. 

They tend to purse their lips and get all stingy with the kisses.

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Eight The Hard Way 

Author: David Rank

HIS69576

Eight inches is perfect, isn't it? Just the right size. They always look good, get nice and hard, feel marvelous. Not a size queen by any means, but I do find myself appreciative of those just above average dicks. Small can be fun. I certainly know what to do with them and super-sized portions can be loads (hee, hee) of fun, too. But eight inches. 

Well, there really should be a national poem or an epic song written regarding those of a certain length. Now, girth? That's important, too. Though, to be honest? I've never met one I didn't like... except that one that came through that glory hole in Chicago that one time. 

I mean, what the hell was that? Something wrong with that boy.

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Chicago Sex Condo 

Author: Ed Kroch

HIS69577 

Speaking of Chicago! I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, regarding Lincoln Park, that our good friend Sixpence over at (Lo) Imprescindible would be able to clue us in whether or not that was a cruisy area (it's not,) only to find out - 24 hours later - that the link to his website which I dropped didn't work! My apologies. So, this one should. 

Now, I happen to know, because he writes about it, that Sixpence does not live in a condo... but I do wonder if he's every been to a 'sex condo' in Chicago?

This illustration? It seems rather specific. Obviously a gated community and... the dude works out right in front of his condo? Outdoors? In Chicago? Well... whatever works, am I right? Personally, I would be stopping by on a daily basis whenever this particular stud was in a lifting mood. His choice of workout gear alone? Worth the stroll. Though I suspect I would have to get there early, as I'd be competing for a nice view.

You put on a show like that every day? Word gets around.

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The Best Man 

Author: John Hartley

HIS69578

I have never been best man at a wedding, though I did get to stand up for my baby sister when she renewed her vows in Jamaica. I always ended up getting cast as the wedding singer. Typically pushed over to the far side or the choir loft in the back of the church. I didn't mind. There always seemed to be so much drama involved if you were part of the actual wedding party. No, thank you! While I enjoy doing my part (and singing,) I'd rather be cast in the role of the observer. Human nature is always fun to watch in action... and you throw that into a pressure cooker like a wedding - things get nice and crazy real fast!

As for this illustration? Looks like that pretty photographer is hitting on that Ken Doll groom. Poor ghost Barbie in the background? Oh, yeah... that girl's already got the 411 on what's going down. When it comes to getting hitched? Buyer beware!

Available at Hommi Publishing as a downloadable pdf or e-book. Just hit the link.

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Cock-Tails II 

Author: Bolt Tanner

HIS69579 

Huh. Must be a plane about to depart from St. Louis, (see that arch in the background?) How lucky are these two that they got seated next to each other? If I'm not flying in the company of someone, I always get the oddest people sitting next to me. I pity them, because I am up and down the whole flight, heading to the bathroom. Not only do I keep really well-hydrated, but I also tend to need to stretch my legs. And if I'm not on the aisle? Well, I pity those seated next to me.

Something tells me that these two are going to be up and down all through the flight as well. Oh, they won't be leaving their seats. I'm talking about the kind of up and down that happens when a strategically placed blanket conceals certain in-flight activities.

Yeah, those little airline blankets? They come in handy. 

But don't use one unless you're guaranteed that it's been freshly laundered!

 

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And that's all for now.

Next week? Another dozen scintillating, titillating titles.

Will we find them? Tune in and find out.

Until then...

Thanks for reading!

Play This Game - Grabbitz