“Evan Thomas Alexander! What are you doing?” Shit. Shit. SHIT. My mother had come into my bedroom while Brian and I were in bed together. I had to think of something. Fast! “Mom, I-I can explain this!” Yes, that was brilliant. I don’t think she heard me. She kept shouting and screaming. “You’re in bed with a man! My God in Heaven! Why, Evan, why!?” Bria...
The lad grinned across at me, pleased for the lift. I wasn't going exactly where he wanted, but I could take him to a motorway junction twenty miles short without too much of a detour. He'd have to sort himself out from there: either stand in the cold with his thumb sticking out, like he had before I pulled up, or otherwise pay for a bus. He didn't look lik...
First, total disclaimer: this hasn't ever happened, at least not to me. I've been writing erotica off and on for a while, and at least one old girlfriend used to masturbate herself frenziedly, listening as I spun smutty tales for her amusement. I'd actually intended it as a prose exercise, trying to write about something with which I had no personal experien...
It had been a summer ritual for us all during high school, with me tagging along with my best friend Dave and his folks when they made their annual pilgrimage to Raquette Lake up in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. With us graduating from high school and heading off to college in the fall, this was to be our last trip, and that made it a bittersweet we...
Note: This story is dedicated to my good friend F.S., who is older than Lloyd, just as horny, and has the same charisma. The tale itself was inspired by his knack for collecting unusual propositions. It's a prequel to "Four Friends," also posted here. KN * Let me get one thing straight. I didn't go to my niece's wedding to ruin it. That's what my sister an...
IF YOU'RE HORNY AND ALL ELSE FAILS Wally worked with the project team in a Chicago suburb and for the first couple of weeks he was swamped with work. He still played softball on Monday night and then he was on a 6:00 AM flight the next morning to O'Hare airport. The office was short drive from the airport and three of them shared a taxi. There were long day...
I: New Beginnings The gentle river filled the air with a soft "hushing" sound as it flowed over the smooth rocks. The water was cool, not unusual for this brisk autumn day. Jun dipped his hand into it, letting the water caress his pale skin. He often came here alone, especially if he needed to think, or escape the harsh troubles of reality. The serene setti...
I swear to God: Never, ever have I had the slightest romantic interest or felt a physical attraction to a guy in my entire life. My carnal interests were purely heterosexual. Women are shapely and soft; smell nice and are smooth to the touch. Men are rude, crude, and socially unacceptable. Men belch and fart in public without shame; they make inappropria...
This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...
I opened my eyes to morning light filtering into the hotel bedroom. Bruce's white noise machine was still putting forth its synthesized ocean noises. I reached over and turned the volume down, yawned and stretched. Next to me Charlie was still asleep, as were Bruce and Lloyd in the other bed. I looked at the clock. Seven-thirty. Kind of early for a Saturday...