From Part 3 Sam made his way to the locker room and was not surprised to find Oosterhus lingering in front of his own locker partially dressed. Oosterhus said nonchalantly, "So, the black guy fucked you, didn't he? I've been recognizing all the signs." Sam gasped and fell onto the bench. "Wha...? What...?" Part 4 Oosterhus laughed. "Are you going to den...
I entered my apartment and quickly got undressed and hopped in the shower. I needed to wash this away and get the image of my mouth gagging on Terrence's black dick out of my head. Impossible task by the way. He definitely had a way about him that made me seemingly want to please him. Most likely it was the scare of getting my ass kicked by the thugs on the...
As I've stated before, I tend to write more from the heart and less from the genitals. It's easier for me to write love and emotions, than to detail a lot of hot and steamy gay eroticism, but I try to spice it up where I can. Comments are always appreciated. If Literotica had a Gay Male Romance category, I would place my stories there. (complete with a few c...
Part 1 - Prologue, and Extending the Invitation It was my first year as an upperclassman, and I was finally the starter at shooting guard. Most of our players were upperclassmen; all of our starters except at point guard, where highly-touted freshman Marcus Washington was expected to earn the starter's spot. We had been a very good team last year, just mis...
Again hearing these words that should have repulsed me, in actuality made me proud, I was serving Master as his pig and doing a good job, the mental transformation was moving at pace. Any doubts or thoughts of me being a man and a straightish one at that had evaporated completely. I tried to think of what time it was and realized that it was probably only...
I heard her scream, and it wasn't the normal playful squeaks she normally let lose during one of their sessions. It was an actual, gut retching, agonised scream that pierced my own self induced denial and brought me spinning painfully back to reality. Not a second later Michael burst into the main parlour with blood pouring down his chin and neck. Even as I...
INTRODUCTION I have always had a fixation with what here in the UK we call "Scally boys" or "Chavs". There is a lot of debate over where the words originated but suffice to say they have become synonymous with the youth of Britain of today. They can be identified as youngsters that wear designer sports wear as their every day cloths, namely track suits, Bra...
The following day, back at his usual post, Sam Stillwell was restless. He pondered all day whether he should go back to the gang's hangout. He was nervous. How would he be received without Devon? Would he be received without Devon? And he was nervous about going without Devon. Even though he knew Devon had no more control than he in the situation he woul...
=== Friendly warning: This story includes piss play === ***** It's never easy starting a new business - even when you know exactly, what you're doing. But I felt confident anyway. My father was an excellent mechanic. He taught me how to repair cars and bikes as well - so well, that at the age of twenty-five, I was confident enough to move out of my hometow...
It took a minute for the little voice in my head to start screaming at me, a second later I realised what I was doing. I pulled back and literally flung myself off the couch and half way across the room. Michael looked at me suspiciously as I pointed a shaking finger at him. "What the hell was that?" I demanded, all but screaming at him. "What the fuck is go...