******** "Ethan stooop, that tickles," Thomas giggled and squirmed trying to pull his foot away from Jonathan's grasp. It was the morning after their passionate official rekindling and immediately after bringing Thomas breakfast in bed Jonathan went ahead and ran a bath for the both of them. From the moment Thomas woke up he found himself smiling from ear t...
It's time for the story that kept us all glued. We continue with Miguel's journey as he tries to fight the men that wronged him and find justice for himself, his parents and his uncle. Will his fight for love and justice finally pay off as we draw closer to the finale of the first part? Find out as we continue this epic tale of Miguel Powers, a ruthless busi...
Chapter One: Kazan to Novorossiysk As soon as he had seen the truck convoy start to pull into the courtyard of the makeshift main building of the Imperial Military Academy, Pyotr dropped the weights he was working with in the exercise yard and loped down the slope and through the grove of trees that bordered one side of the river park on the rise above Kaza...
This is a bit of a deviation for me. Rather than a longer, slower developing story, this is a series of three short(er) stories. They involve three different men at three different stages of the narrator's life: at 18, at 36, and at 54. As always, I enjoy receiving feedback and suggestions from readers, so please post comments or email me your thoughts on ho...
This is a re-working of a classic as suggested by loves_sg1 More than one pair of appreciative eyes took in the agitated young man clearly waiting for an incoming flight, but his own anxious, jade orbs were oblivious to them all. If he was not staring at the board checking that there was no delay on the flight he awaited, he was looking at his watch. He be...
"I can understand you wanting to get away to complete the problem scenes in the second act, but to such a remote place? Do they even have cell service in—what did you say its name was—Oyster, Virginia? It sounds like a dump. Or a pile of rubbish. I have visions of an oyster shell pile on a deserted scrub beach. Everything washed out in soft, weak pastels; ev...
"Earth to Tommy!" Charley snapped her fingers a series of times when she noticed Thomas' absentminded features for the umpteenth time. "What? Did you say something?" he shook his head and blinked a few times before looking at Charley who looked completely irritated. Charley's shoulders lifted as she inhaled deeply and exhaled warily. "I've been here for t...
Many, many thanks to Xie_Lei, whose help with editing, pacing and figuring out a title can't be overstated. You did a wonderful job putting up with me. :) This is my first one-shot story for Literotica—no interminable, long-awaited chapters, yay! I'm sure my regular readers will appreciate not having to wait. Thank you so much for reading, and please feel fr...
Chapter 1 It all started on an unusually balmy autumn Chicago day near the Buckingham fountain replica in Grant park. Jeff was polishing off the final greasy bites of a Vie-enna chili cheese polish sausage, hurrying because he had only seven minutes remaining of his stingy half-hour lunch, when a figure sped by on a bike. Merely a flash he barely saw, but...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Hello guys and welcome to the third chapter of your long awaited story, "Raging love," the sequel to, "destined hearts." I love you guys a lot and I thank you for the support and love you've shown me. Let's hope on this journey together to make it interesting and fun. Oh, and by the way, I will be posting consi...