John awoke with a start, the wall slowly coming into focus as his eyes adjusted to having newly been opened. As had been happening all of the past week, he had an erection, thanks to his dream. This dream was different however, as this time he dreamt of when Henry fucked him yesterday, instead of the first time. Yesterday had been substantially more pleasur...
A requested story by a reader. He wanted a father/son story after reading one of my mother/daughter ones. So here it is, enjoy. And for those who insist on throwing bad comments my way, do us both a favor and don't waste your time or mine. I will ignore them and delete them. Everyone in this story is over eighteen even though it is not stated in the stor...
TRUE STORY - Another day of Sexual Psychology 367 was drawing to an end as professor Summers was finishing his lecture notes and assigning the reading for the weekend. I couldn't help watch the bends in his country club slacks and the way the suit coat hugged his tight buttocks as he swayed at the podium. Professor Summers was in his early 50's, but was st...
*************** So there they were two kindred souls craving each other with a dire need but the fact still remained that one still belonged to another and therefore the other found it impossible to confess what truly resided in his heart. Two men staring into each others' souls, trying to figure out what the other was thinking even if it was written all ov...
Clusters of Turks sit cross-legged on richly woven carpets. Young men still in their late teens, idle and relaxed in these last days of summer, they glance up from teacups when I enter, their dark eyes like shadows, watching as I cross the room and stand at the desk and wait for the man behind it to give me a towel. A barrel-chested, shirtless man, he smil...
I spot you in a bar with a group of friends -- wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, husbands - at a table near mine. You're all laughing, having a good time. Friday night is always like that, the end of the week, time to relax with friends, a few drinks, no work until Monday. A lovely, jovial ambiance. I catch your eye and I can tell by the way you look twice a...
I was cutting the grass on a hot July afternoon, trying to think up an excuse to quit, when I looked up my driveway. Joe, a good buddy I know from work was just pulling in, in his old beat up car. I knew and bull shitted with a lot of guys from work but Joe was special. Through the years, we had shared a lot of personal stories in private, about ourselves,...
Instantly I drop the clothes and run to his side. "Bridge? Bridge, are you alright?" I raise him in my arms, wondering again at how light he is. It's as if his bones are hollow. Is it because he is fey? "He fell, Luma. There was nothing we could do; no time. He was standing watching you and then suddenly he just fell." "He exhausted himself. I should have...
Waltz In The Dream Atarah sits in her hut as she dips a handmade brush into a vial of octopus ink, and paints onto a large leaf with different symbols and elaborate designs. She presses her brush to her chin as she ponders for a moment as to how or what to base her next project on. It's been a while since a merfolk showed up in her river, seeking help, and...
Hello to all! This is my very first erotica, not only for Literotica, but also for myself. I've never done this before, but, well, hopefully I can learn from this experience. It would be greatly appreciated if you comment and vote on this story, as feedback is extremely valuable to an aspiring Lit author like myself! Special thanks to the ever so lovely vav...