In college I earned free room and board by working the front desk of my dorm. It was an easy job that consisted of answering the phone, buzzing in visitors, and using the master key when residents got locked out of their rooms. Since I usually worked the afternoon shift, I also sorted the mail. Mostly I just occupied myself by reading for class. The dorm wa...
I became lost in the sucking. Every time I went faster, he would slow down the pace. I gently stroked his shaft and caressed his balls. My own balls were so painful I knew I wouldn't last much longer. This time when I furiously bobbed my head faster-and-faster he didn't slow me down. I was so consumed with the rigid pole of flesh inside my mouth I though...
Summary: Straight guard learns of black inmate's power over all. Note 1: This is dedicated to the real Ken who retold this surprisingly largely true story. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, thor_ph, Robert, and Wayne for editing. Prologue: I'm the prison guard and Kareem Mwangi is the prisoner, so you would have thought I had the upper hand, and until...
Author's note: If you came here for a quick read then this is likely not your cup of tea. Sincere thanks to my friend and fellow author BaccusDelectous for his keen proofreading skills and valuable guidance in geographical/cultural accuracy. ***** According to my parents, they met at university in San Francisco and fell in love at first sight in 1982. Feel...
Prologue Many of you reading this may not be familiar with an organisation called The International Federation of Naked Bodybuilders or IFNB for short. Well as this story concerns men who are associated with the IFNB, might I suggest that you familiarise yourself with the activities of this, I suspect, fictive organisation, by logging-on to its blog? The ad...
Chapter One: New Year's Eve 1989 There were four of them on the bed in the second-floor master bedroom of the Baccarat Hotel and Residence Condo building on Manhattan's West 53rd Street, conveniently located near the Broadway theater district. The caterers were downstairs in the living area doing last-minute preparations for Ted Sullivan's early-evening buf...
(Part One) I had known "Trick" (short for Patrick) since his third day. I was with Rob when he got the news that the water surrounding his second child, and first son, had broken, and I visited them all in the hospital 72 hours later. I babysat Trick and his older sister, "Sonny" (short for Jackson), regularly while he was a toddler. Trick was often in a C...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello and welcome to the 14th chapter of Unbroken. Thank you so much for your great love for my story. I really love you guys a whole lot. I just hope you will find this chapter really interesting. It is always nice to deliver a piece of writing to you guys. Don't forget to drop your comments and rates at the end of...
*** Liam *** I stood by the side of the grave, staring at my mother's casket, draped in flowers. For some reason, I couldn't cry. I'd been inconsolable when my dad died, but now, my cheeks were dry. Of course, she'd been sick for years. I guess at this point, I was just glad she didn't hurt anymore. The pain, never ending, heart wrenching pain, had been so...
This story/book was originally published on Literotica as 'House of Persuasion' under the non-consent category, and contains strong elements of non-con/dub-con, and a supernatural theme. However, as it's one man's journey from straight to bi, I believe it fits this category better. It's quite dark. The story: Nathan Lloyd is a manipulative pretty boy who...