A sequel to The Leather Store. *** I get off his bike and he kills the engine. He puts his helmet on the seat, takes mine off my head, and slips his leather finger into the ring dangling from the collar. "Let's go bitch, I'm ready to fuck." He pulls me to the cabin, up the stairs, and onto the deck. He pushes me against the rail, yanks down the zipp...
Author's Note: So, here's my second story submitted to Literotica. I had intended to write a follow-up to "Daddy's Girl," my first submission, but I had to get this one down first. It's based on personal experience and I've been 'itching' to put it down on paper. Hope you like it. The Chat Room Alex was bored. In fact, he felt his life was pretty boring. A...
It was now over a month since Ian's last disciplinary problem and he had at long last got his act together. He was now one of the best employees in the office. Even Carol, his hated line manager, had to admit he had turned over a new leaf. Although she still loved to call him a little cocksucker anytime she could to cause him maximum embarrassment. Ian's...
This is my first story ever after years of reading this website. I switch the pronouns between he and she sometimes for the boy, but he is still a boy. I'm currently writing more and will post if people enjoy! *** We had been dating for almost a year and a half now, and I was getting ready to pop the question. He was young, slim and smooth, just how I like...
That earned me another slap beside the head, I could feel my ear burning and turning red. "Damn boy, I told you it's Master Leon." he says, "I know you're in a hurry to suck my nigga dick and show Master Leon what a great cocksucker you are, but I think you need to get more into your role." Role? God, I hope this wasn't being filmed. Leon went over to th...
Editor's Note: story contains nonconsensual/forced sex. * When I was twenty-one years old I worked as an electronics installer for a company that sold computer systems. I mostly just ran the wires. One Friday my boss told me that I had to work the following Saturday at a factory that made concrete products such as the cement barriers that you see along t...
Note: story contains rough sex, dominance, and violent themes. * I've always been the type of man into really feminine boys. I like skinny little twinks who want to be fucked and roughed up by a real man. Nothing makes me harder than a pussyboy begging to ride my hard cock and moaning "Daddy" as I slide in and out of his tight hole. I'm 6'-2", solid muscl...
(sound of boots on gritty pavement) You look worried. Don't be. Yeah, I'm queer enough for ya. You look nice. How old are you? Really. You look younger. (laughter) Well, I still ain't breakin' the law. The temptation's there, know what I mean? How much? I can swing a hundred. Yep. My wedding ring. Nope, not divorced. Not divorced. Don't want to get divo...
This story is pure fiction (and maybe a little fantasy), all characters are fictional and above 18. ————————— I was cruising my favorite site looking at profiles of sexy men near me when I came across this hot ass black man. According to his picture, he was ripped beyond belief, muscles toned, about 6'4" and his dick size wasn't listed. The picture was hi...
Coach Baxter was a powerfully built man. His sheer physical presence, iron will, and domineering personality helped him to mold his high school wrestlers after his own image. He took boys and turned them into men. He showed his boys how to develop their youthful bodies, build their muscles, perfect their skills, and dominate their opponents. Although Coach B...