This is the story of my first time with another man. It was the summer after the end of our last exams at school, before we set off for university. We had nearly three months off altogether and I and two of my friends, Justin and Ben, decided to go backpacking round south east asia - Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia and Thailand. I guess it was a fairly standard tr...
I woke up in the swimmers arm, my head rested on his massive chest. I watched his abs rise and fall with each of his breaths. We were both still naked from the night before. He didn't have the energy to go again. He stayed the night for morning shower sex. His flaccid cock was bigger than mine. I cupped his balls and dick, they barely fit in my hand. I ran...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. JESSE It's the first day back at school, and I never knew that a summer could crawl by so slowly. Despite myself I went back to the cove whenever I could fo...
It was 1977, a while ago now. Seems fresh in my mind. I had caught a ride to LA with a thou buried in my boots. That was a bunch of money back then. I was a young stud, and construction work was good to me. I was pretty ripped, and didn't drink or smoke the earnings away. I could weld, and that seemed to get me jobs quickly. I knew street Mexican, too. I l...
[Author's Note: The events in this story follow those in the first chapter of Close To The Phone and A Turn For The Strange, both available here on Literotica. Reading them first is not necessary, but may enhance your understanding of the characters and events herein.] A photocopied journal article about insect population and rainfall lay across my knee....
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Author's Note: It's so easy to become what you despise. Over the years that I've read stories at various websites, one thing I've learned to hate is when I start reading a story, especially one that hooks me, only to have it stop suddenly. I recently started one that I was really enjoying, only to be horrified that it ended so abruptly. And it was one of...
8==>~ The address for my next delivery didn't look familiar, but a quick look at the huge wall map we had at the shop told me it was a little side street several blocks from the campus and ran thru the woods that backed up to the interstate. Remembering previous deliveries to the other two streets in the same area, also told me that it was probably dotted...
I used to go to surfin' at Torquay or Jan Juc or Bell's Beach with my flatmate. To tell the truth, Gazza was more than my flatmate. I was in love with him. He wasn't in love with me though. Oh, he liked havin' me around. And when he didn't have a girlfriend over he was happy enough to fuck me. Sometimes when he did he'd even call out my name as he emptied hi...
I had a funny feeling walking out to the job site from the hotel the next morning. And, it wasn't just because I was afraid that my formerly tight asshole would leak a bit of cum and hot tub water when I walked so I was walking slowly and deliberately.. That wasn't the funny feeling, it was more of a feeling that things had changed between myself and the wor...