Danny was killing time at the one and only shopping mall in his little town, as he did most Saturdays afternoons, when he noticed the blonde muffin. He felt the familiar ache in his groin, in his heart and in his brain as his eyes drank in the stranger's beauty. This guy was born to induce lust; he was the kind of man that always got Danny's pulse racing: b...
This is an eight-chapter series that will complete posting before the end of June. The chronological fit for Death to Blonds in the previously published promiscuous bottom NYPD detective Clint Folsom mystery series is after the conclusion of Death in Eden . The chronology of the books of the Clint Folsom mystery series that are posted to Literotica (only hal...
Harry was just about to close his restaurant for the night when a group of seven young guys came in. They were in all their early twenties and it didn't take any time at all for Harry to realize that they were gay. It had been a slow night, as just about every night was out of season in the sleepy little town he lived in. He was glad to have seven potential...
Alex was desperate to get off the farm, but it was the only thing he knew, the only trade he had. How he longed to escape to the city, but what would he do there, he wondered. At twenty three he still looked eighteen with his clear blue eyes and shiny blond hair and freckled nose. He had a slender twenty eight inch waist but surprisingly broad shoulders, wi...
Carson drummed his nails against the marble counter, surveying the drab grey figures as they lingered about the hotel lobby. Clarissa peered up from her desk. "I'm going to bite your fingers off. Stop that." He glared at her. "And I'll report you to HR." "Hey, I got you this job," she snapped. "Don't think I won't get you fired." He hoisted himself onto...
The next two months were the most blissful that I had ever had—or, it's quite possible, that I would ever again have. I moved in with Doug, and we freely shared everything in life, most especially our cocks. He was enough for me. I didn't need women or other men now. I was ready to settle down for a life of my butt nestled into his lap. I didn't give another...
I spotted him sitting at the receptionist's desk on the first day of my new job at the University. This being the Computer Science Department there wasn't really a wealth of hot guys, so he definitely stood out. He was just my type, too—short but beefy, his head shaved clean, wearing a white t-shirt that barely contained his brick shithouse body. He had a ta...
I was on vacation in Perth and had been down to the nudist beach where I had seen loads of beautiful men, but not what I was longing for. Despite this I had stayed long enough to watch the sun sinking into the Indian Ocean, surely one of the most beautiful sights in the world. It was still warm as I made my way back into the centre of Perth and selected a r...
"Gotta go, this is my stop." Philip fired off a farewell text to his friend as he got up, shoving his thick, hairy, tan feet into his flip flops. He didn't bother adjusting his singlet, which continued its slide down one of his muscular shoulders, slouching halfway down one side of his beefy rugger's physique. A dusting of reddish chest hair made a thin "t"...
This happened a few years back, when my wife and I were going through a frosty period. She was rarely interested in having sex with me, which forced me to solve my frustrations with masturbation. Feeling horny one morning at work, I closed my office door and scanned porn, edging myself but never cumming. By lunchtime I needed release. I left work and drove t...