Note from the author: I chose to re-write chapter 2 because I decided to take the story in a different direction than the one I originally intended. Plus, some of these new choices simply made it easier for me to explain some of Paul's actions. To be frank, after going back over the original chapter 2, I thought it sucked a big one, and though I suppose tha...
April 1st, 2019 I extracted Hakan's hand, with a regretfully voiced, "I've got to dress and run to catch my ride," and struggled to zip my shorts up in the forced sitting position I was in in the low tent by the Salamis dig. "I'll take a camp car and drive you to Ercan Airport later myself. We have time, Evan—" "No, we don't have time, Hakan," I said. "We...
I moaned softly as the dark-haired man ran his tongue over my nipple and then over it again, chills running down my spine at the feel of the hard, round metal stud rubbing on my nipple. I was thinking hard, although having a hard time organizing my thoughts—Steve was his name, I thought. I had met up with him in the bar downstairs. I don't know what had dra...
8=== > Laughter in the morning and tears in the afternoon Josh's body began to pull his mind from the slumber he was enjoying. His eyes fluttered several times as the fog of the most strange dream he was having, was attempting to clear and allow it to come into full focus. He thought the half awake vision was the ending of a good wet dream, but never before...
We'd met somewhere neither of us had ever been before or would ever go again. Now we were here again in this room in the old colonial house with the chittering sounds of monkeys, working their way through the jungle outside, coming in through the open windows. He lay there under me as he had each night, holding his hands over his head waiting for me to t...
"Still a Wannabe" I saw the subject line and knew immediately who it was from. It was "Mick", an internet friend I'd met through Literotica. We shared an interest in m/m oral sex. He dreamed of meeting a man who would "appreciate" his penis and I, well, I am the one who thought I wanted to be a cock sucker. We exchanged literally hundreds of emails; talked...
"I could die on an airplane that small." "So that's why I find you at the airport bar," I said and then laughed. "I suppose we all need a good excuse to get liquored up, Gary. The running joke of you being afraid of flying is as good as any to start drinking this early in the day." I had stumbled on Gary Meltzer in the Coaches' Corner bar in Atlanta's Hatf...
June 5th I like my job. I wouldn't say I love it. But I was getting sick of it. My boss was always ordering me around and I just can't help but complain. He would always give the shit jobs to me. While Mary was just signing three papers, Matthew was fucking writing up 4 legal agreements, making coffee, and making advertisements. Lets just sum it up with I...
My name is Ashley. I just turned 30. This is my story of my life from age 28. I first met Steven in a gay bathhouse. I was exploring my bisexual side and had recently lost my anal virginity (painfully!) and given my first few blowjobs. I had started with giving simple hand jobs to other guys and eventually progressed in man to man experience. I soon found o...
Greg looked out his window and all he saw was the brilliance of the world from 40,000 feet above, around and below: thick cumulus cloud banks covered half the blue sky hiding traces of the earth from view. They were flying over Europe right now; in an hour or so, they'll be crossing the Mediterranean and then Greg will be taking his first sight of the Africa...