They say you can't pick who you love. I picked Auggie not out of love but because he was a sweet, hungry, and willing bottom when we were both students at Stanford. It didn't mean much to me at the time that his full name was Prince August Maximilian Ormandy. No did I take into account that before we graduated from Stanford he'd rise to be monarch of a posta...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
Prologue: To recap what had happened to me in the summer of 1999, chronicled in "The Road to Stardom", I was working at an accounting firm in Los Angles, had a girlfriend, an apartment, and a car. Things were going well. Then I lost my job, my girlfriend moved out of town and my car broke down. I spent my days and nights looking for work with no luck and wo...
Author's note: These stories are some of my first attempts and are at least 20 years old. They were written for a story sharing site. While they're not Tolstoy, they're not entirely horrible. Maybe someone will enjoy them. Just be gentle with your judgments, please. ***** 1) Daddy's Boy There was a young guy that I knew from the gym whose name was Ed. In...
"You Tube? What the hell are you talking about?" Marshall asked. "Boy, what have you been smoking?" Slim demanded to know, and everyone laughed. Everyone except Denver, who pulled out his phone, indignation shining in his eyes. "I'll show you what I'm talking about. Hold your horses for just a minute, willya?" Marshall leaned in to Lee, lowering his voic...
I wrote this at the request of a Literotica reader who contacted me to ask whether I could write about a dilemma he'd undergone as a result of provocation - after which he'd spent some time questioning his sexuality. He felt his experience might be of help to others who found themselves in similar situations but reckoned he wasn't any good at writing, so w...
This is the final chapter of The Pirate King. This journey has been incredible. Thank you so much for allowing me to share this story with you. You have been so kind; you have helped me more than you could know. All things come to an end. Take comfort in this. Nothing ever truly leaves. Take comfort in this. Long live the King. Hail, for the King will n...
I looked at the clock. It was going on for three. At this rate, I was going to need half a jar of coffee to get me going in the morning. I'd been enjoying having horny thoughts about the first time I'd hooked up with Marcus, and it had been nice to lie here snuggling into his back and rubbing my dick against his bum while I'd played through it in my head. I...
When my fiancé and I graduated from college, times were tough. There wasn't a single employer that was hiring. For a while I waited tables as we struggled to pay basic bills. After putting in hundreds of applications, I finally received an invitation for an interview from a company called QJ Productions. I had never heard of this company before so prior to...
Acknowledgements: LaRascasse and Oldnakeddad for all the time they've spent editing and improving this story. This is a work of fiction and everyone in the story is 18, as should be the readers. ***** * * CHARLES * * My phone extension doesn't ring too often because most of the people who need me sit within ear shot so it's always startling when it d...