It smelled of mud and grass. Voices became clearer, but still felt dim and far from me. Blurry bright lights flooded my vision. I saw the silhouette of football players trying to aid me to my feet. I can hardly open my eyes. I precariously stand, held by two guys who walk me slowly to the lockers. Cannot recognize them, they seem enthusiastic, don't know why...
With a tip of the hat to JAMES12755, who loves tattoos When I got out of the Army, I went out on a high, so to speak. As a member of a Special Forces team, I enjoyed not only the duty itself--always in the thick of it, behind enemy lines, flying to this hot spot or that revolution--but I was proud of myself. I did my duty, served my country, maybe saved...
"I don't know why you're trying to deny it, tiger." Vanessa sighed. "You seem to forget that I was standing right there and saw the entire thing. The look on your face was love at first sight and the sooner you admit that to yourself, the easier it will be to deal with." "That was not love, Vanessa, it was lust. I don't know why you seem to feel the need to...
Chapter One The small man trembled with fear as he stood outside the inner office. His boss would not be happy hearing the news that he carried about another failed mission and another dead operative. The man wished that this message was not his to deliver, but wishing would not change anything. His hand reached out and softly knocked on the inner office do...
The next day didn't start until nearly noon as both Jim and Ron slept late. Jim woke up first and for a while he just lay in bed trying to comprehend what had happened. If it hadn't have been for Ron sleeping beside him Jim could have easily convinced himself that it had actually been some sort of dream. After all, how could it have been real? Did her really...
At first I don't recognize him. One moment I'm jogging on the track at the rec center, and the next he jogs past me in the next lane, his muscular body straining in his workout clothes, his perfect round ass causing the material of his shorts to stretch tight across it, his flexing calves rippling as his feet pound the ground. He's much faster than me, so he...
Afternoon – four-nineteen pm, and it's tar-melting sultry-hot. Hitch-hiking down through France, the Loire valley, medieval hill-top towns, and beyond. My nineteenth summer, in distressed jeans, faded T-shirt and backpack, dark shoulder-length hair and shades, as much for cool as the bullying solar glare. After a chain of short-term and unsatisfactory thumb-...
I thought I should step back and share the story that, more than anything, made me who I am today. If you have read my story, A Hot Hotel Room, then this is a sort of sequel to that. If not, you should, (shameless plug...I know) but it's not really that necessary for enjoying this one. That was a story about my first homosexual experience. This is the story...
I wrote from a story that was told to me. I asked him about his first time and he gave me vivid details about what happened. I did not send it to an editor as I have given up on Literotica editors. So please skip this story if you need a perfectly edited story. ***** I have always kept myself in shape and prided myself on my appearance. I am not as physica...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Part III - Deacon does his best to win his bet with Jax. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I expected Deacon's bedroom to be some kind of sex dungeon. In fact, it was surprisingly normal. Nice, even. He kept his place tidie...