With an ultimate effort I returned the ball into the corner of the court. Brian tried to reach it in time, but he never had a change. The ball bounced teasingly close past his racket. " 6-4, 7-5, " I shouted excitedly. We had been playing for more then an hour and I knew, I was at the limit of my staying power. I was completely exhausted, it had been a lon...
I've been sharing my sexual fantasies and some of my more erotic experiences for a number of years now. Writing for literotica.com has become a most useful avenue for the release of my pent up sexuality and my need for self expression. Those who know me are aware of the fact that I'm a middle-aged, married, closeted bisexual living in a small rural communit...
This is a true story featuring the history of my love for cock and meeting the man who is becoming my Master. *** I'm on my way to see Paul again. It's only a ten minute drive from my house, but the blocks go by slowly, the cars ahead of me don't seem to know what the speed limit is...inside my stomach is aflutter with the expectation of once again being a...
I had been invited to a 2 1/2 day medical symposium in Atlanta sponsored by a pharmaceutical company. I had looked forward to this meeting not only for the meeting content but to see colleagues that have mutual medical research interests. The meetings are well attended since new research findings are usually announced here before they are published in medica...
Up to now, this was a night to remember. I was, for the first time in my life, controlled and used by a man. I had just sucked my first cock. I had just eaten my first load. I was now wearing a slut collar. Needless to say, I was wet and eager to continue. On the other hand, I also knew that my wife would leave me. The photos and text that she just receive...
Disclaimer: I might not be the best storyteller, but I'll try at least. This story also involves racism, cheating and a top putting his bottom in panties, so if that's not your thing you shouldn't read. To understand this story, you need to know I've always been a bit gay, though I've tried to hide it and I've been insecure over the effeminate behaviour tha...
I don't claim to speak for all cock suckers but what I'm about to reveal isn't going to come as a surprise to those who have given this subject any thought at all. Married cock suckers, in general have a guilt complex! That's right. If you think about it why would a normal, healthy, married man actively seek out men to "service"? Something is rotten in Denma...
I had just arrived at my new college, unfortunately three days after everyone else, having been delayed because of an unexpected family bereavement of an uncle. I reported to the accommodation office and was given directions to the dormitory as well as swipe card for access. I parked my car in the dormitory carpark and made my way to my room with one of my b...
They had been friends for quite a while. Having met at a party neither really planned to attend, their friends found it interesting how well the two had bonded. Their spouses, however, did not find the time the two shared to be that appealing. Given how close they became and the level of comfort each had with each other, moving from friends who told each oth...
I was perhaps nineteen when my adventure with Louis happened. The year was 2004. It was the year George Bush defeated Jon Kerry, the good guy among the Democrats, and took the White House. It was the year I lost faith in the system, and found myself becoming a misanthrope after seeing so much lying, cheating and backstabbing, both among normal people and tho...