The flame from the single candle on the table seemed to sway back-and-forth with the music. I stared at the couples on the dance floor. The room was so dark it took some time for it to register in my mind that I was looking at men holding, caressing and dancing with boy's who were half their age, maybe younger. "Johnny, sit closer to me," I heard Mr. Steele...
This story is a work of fiction. All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * The two boys huddled together under the blanket; one, the blond, was apprehensive and shy while the other, dark of hair and eye, was boastfully bold and commanding. Both wore identical pajamas with a crest on the breast pocket -- a uniform of some kind. The room...
Billy Olsen's life back in 1966 was no bed of roses, having been sick for much of his teenage years, and even after pretty much recovering from rheumatic fever Billy's overbearing mother insisted he stayed in the house most of the time, studying and reading. The result was that Billy was a smart kid despite doing much of the work at home, and his mother co...
Chapter Three Kyle said he preferred to walk home, so he could clear his head and ended up wandering. The day was bright, and he was surprised at the amount of traffic downtown. It wasn't something he'd paid much attention to. On weekends, he would usually spend in bed, reading comic books and cheap science-fiction novels. He headed across the lower side,...
This part of the story will introduce you to the main characters in Walking In Daylight. There is no sex in this part, but I hope that it will help the rest of the story that should be posted without too much delay. Please feel free to tell me what works or doesn't, as long as any negative is done in a constructive manner! For those who have read this befor...
Please note... literotica usually places stories with incest themes in that category regardless, but note that the tale involves an uncle and a nephew and is a gay male story as well. **** When Eileen Boland's sister and her husband visited her every summer for a long weekend, it was a pleasant diversion for the now-single mother of a teenage son. Eileen w...
"Do you want the job or not—stop wasting my time—I have ten other boys I can interview—do you want the job?" I stood there speechless; stunned. I couldn't believe my ears. His words reverberated through my mind. It was the most bizarre description of job duties I'd ever heard. The older man had just said: "The job is dishwasher. You'll wash all dishes and...
Victor the Gladiator "Hey!" a man shouts. He isn't talking to them but it's all it takes for his training partner to be distracted. The boy looks a bit younger than him, maybe 20 or 18 years old. He is ugly and clumsy with his sword. Victor can't believe his managers are wasting his time making him train with a weakling like this. Victor knocks the sword o...
Damien was a complicated man. He required things just so... he required control. He had to have complete control over his lover. He had to know that his lover depended on him for everything. He had to know that his lover worshiped him, just like he'd worship his lover. Damien was a flirty man on the outside, he didn't seem to have any serious relationships,...
I first started going to glory holes when I was around 20 years old. I loved having anonymous guys and the occasional woman or couple slobber all over my pride and joy. I had a beauty that was always hard, 10 thick cut inches with an oversized smooth bulbous head and a shaft as fat as a can of air freshener. These anonymous cock suckers gave the best head ev...