I walked up the hotel corridor, it wasn't terribly elaborate. A budget hotel. White walls, plasticky wood, sterile, blue carpet. I was trembling, was this right? This wasn't me. I hated myself in that moment. I hated how much I wanted it. It was all so undignified, I was degrading myself. A regular slut. It was a long walk but longer than it seemed. One day...
AU: Everyone in this story is over the age of 21. I know many of you want me to finish catching the eye of a mob boss. It is on my list to do. Please comment, I always write more when I get comments. ***** This hadn't been Ben's idea of fun for the night but his best friend Harley had wanted to go so he went along with it. She was a bubbly, bouncy thing. A...
Dear Readers, As promised, here's Chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it, and as always, I'm happy to hear what you think. All these stories are just kind of me toying around with different stuff. And, to give credit for what is used in this story so I'm in compliance with Literotica's submission guidelines... The song lyrics featured in part of this chapter are fr...
Eric was resting his chin against his right palm while his left hand still carded through the boy's hair when a snort from Ben made the dom jump. He looked down and realized with some humor that Ben had managed to fall asleep in the most uncomfortable position that Eric could think of and was now snoring lightly. The poor boy must be truly exhausted. Eri...
The week after Thanksgiving was new pledge selection time for AOK. Since Kyle was not on the selection committee, we got to spend a lot of time together. I knew I was a nominated because of what Troy had told me the previous semester. I still didn't really care if I got in or not. Even learning that it was basically a club for bisexual guys didn't add to the...
(This story is a spin-off of "Bobby and the Cop" and "Bobby and the Jock". You don't have to read those stories first, but I recommended it.) I stared up at the blue sky and watched the white cumulus clouds slowly drift by. It was eerily silent. Suddenly whistles and voices shouting assaulted my ears. The growing white noise of a crowd hissed in the backg...
Sandro's Third Year [This is the final instalment of this story and takes Sandro up to the time of his graduation. Hopefully there will be a sequel sometime in which we take the lives of Sandro and Dom further. Thank you for reading this very long story. I hope to publish it eventually as a novel on Amazon.] Literary Note: Pietro Aretino (1492-1556) Ital...
Parts 1-6 of this story should be read first Chapter Thirty-seven: Sandro begins his second year at Camford I am not pleased with the author's portrayal of me, Sandro, during my first year as a student at Saint Boniface's College, Camford. He makes me seem a shy and naïve adolescent. So for the remainder of this story, the chapters about me will be written...
When Eric summoned me for what I assumed was to be a repeat performance I figured he had really enjoyed the little reward session after the lecture hall test. I knew for sure that I had enjoyed it. When that guy gives a reward he goes all out. Besides sucking the bird perch as Eric playfully refers to it is a fun time. He is a very playful and sometimes even...
[If you get confused by all the minor characters, you can find a complete list of the characters by clicking on WittePiet, then on the Biography tab and scrolling down to the bottom of the page.] Chapter Fifty: Two telephone conversations between Sandro and Dom (1) D: Hi Sandro, please can you give me your mother's E-mail address, and I will send her a le...