Things in the House of Shame get stranger and more extreme. But there's change here, as well as continuity. My first terror came when - after three months, Dean was paroled, and I was suddenly alone. There was no warning, no advance intimation, I just entered the dorm, and his bed was stripped, his things were gone, the sheets neatly folded and placed on th...
As they approached the house, Matt had to remind himself he'd agreed to this. He didn't want to give up on the first real relationship he'd ever had, so he was going to branch out and try some of these things Liam was into. He just hoped he could get his dick hard long enough to get it over with. Inside, they were greeted by a nice enough looking guy with c...
"You need to eat more," Lynn said from across the table, slapping more potato salad on my plate. "You look like an Ethiopian poster child." "He is thinner than usual," Alan agreed. I stared down at my pale, scrawny legs drowning in Sid's baggy old swim trunks. Fuck. What a boost to my self-esteem. I moved the chicken leg to the other side of my plate the...
Just wanted to say many thanks to my editor LaRascasse, who helped me a lot on this story. Thank you for reading, comments are welcome. *** "Not so hard," he whimpered and writhed beneath the hard body pressed above him as the thick cock was driven in his ass over and over again. "Needy boy," the man above him chuckled and swivelled his hips, his cock n...
The darkness became a colorful blur and then resolved into the scene of some sort of carnival. Bodies danced vaguely everywhere in the street, and a disorienting cacophony of noise and music swirled around Evan. He had tunnel vision, his field of view limited to what was directly in front of him; as he turned his head, everything in the periphery faded into...
Author's Note: This is the third of seven chapters that will be exploring the sexual escapades of an extremely well-endowed cis bisexual male named Lance. This story is told in first person past tense, and it features semi-ridiculous proportions. I should've been stating this in my previous chapters, but this story takes place in December 2009/January 2010....
My 50th story on Literotica. Thanks everyone for your support! ***** "I met you in the dark, you lit me up You made me feel as though, I was enough" "And what happens when you cry in front of the Hamad family?" The psychiatrist asked me. Mr. Hamad had filled him in on the situation with my parents. He asked all about my childhood, my family, my dad. I...
My name is Clivedon Wilhelm Van Der Hoeven, generally known to my family and friends as 'Clive'. I'm thirty-four and everyone tells me I still look twenty-one. Trust me; it's all in the genetics. My paternal grandfather died at eighty-seven and people were amazed to discover his true age in the obituaries. He looked fifty with not a line or crease on his fac...
+{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[December]-+- ~By Emri~ "I didn't want upset you until I know for sure, my baby. My parents just get approval today to travel. It is how my country works. I thought was best to no say a thing until I know it happen for sure," Navid said as he stared at me from across the bed with sad eyes. He'd just pulled a giant suitcase out of th...
James: I left the party feeling cold and hot, almost numb. What had just happened? I started walking down the street towards home. All I felt was shocked. I had never expected this. Granted, I'd never expected Alex to like me in the way he did and I'd never expected to start dating one of my friends, or even to fall into this as easily as I had... But t...