~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional - no shapeshifters, punks, cars or flats were hurt in the process. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. Not all of it, not in every part of the story, put you may get hung up once you start! Also, please excuse my English - It isn't my...
Chapter 55: Together Again Adam and Merrick stand at the railing, staring up into the night sky. Merrick nuzzled up to Adam lovingly as their hands interlaced with each other, and Adam's other arm wrapped around Merrick. "I love you so much." Adam said as he kissed Merrick's head, "I'm so sorry for everything..." "Adam..." Merrick said, "...I'm sorry too...
There's just something so special about family reunions. Part of the reason would have to be the fact that most members of the extended family have only seen each other once or twice every two years. Now, everyone can gather together in one place at the same time. They are just so pleased to come together and catch up on current events. Some are just happy m...
This story is a collaboration with my editor William Burroughs (Literotica name). William and I thought it would be fun to write a story via email. William wrote the part of Paul, and I wrote Henry. Hope you enjoy, and always we would love your comments. "Art Center" is a work of fiction, and unfortunately is not autobiographical. ***** Paul: Seduction i...
Author's note: This is quite a long saga of a very masculine young man coming to terms with his sexuality. If you just want to read about hard sex, then my advice is to jump to Part 2, where hopefully you may find it? I dedicate this one to my Iowan Butterfly, a very special, warm person. * * * * * Part 1 - England: Barry was a young gay guy; eighteen y...
Silver Lake I spent the last 6 hours drawing up my design project for my fourth year term assignment and I was getting a little bleary eyed to tell the truth. I needed a break so I thought I would hit the gay bar, La Barcito, as it was pedaling distance from my Bubeschko Apartment, which I loved because the Rudolph Schindler design from the late '30s provid...
Everyone has a quiet place. A place where you feel safe, where you can sit with your thoughts and your feelings. If you don't have one, I recommend that you find one. For me, that place is just a few blocks off campus, a coffee house. I like going there late in the afternoon. I can relax with my favorite book, study or just enjoy my favorite drink. I can unl...
You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...
A.N: As a disclaimer this story doesn't have any incest, it just takes the context of a family reunion. My laptop fried a month ago so things are a bit complicated, but country boys make do. Here's a long slow-burney one shot to make up for my silence. Might write those characters more in the future because I got attached, We'll See. Feedbacks are an autho...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations, as well as breathplay and autoerotic asphyxiation. * "Have you ever engaged in autoerotic asphyxia?" I really should have seen that one coming. I think my face turned scarlet. Jeez, don't you believe in foreplay? I searched long and hard on the dark web to...