Chapter 1: Meeting Alex I wasn't much to look at when I first got into school, I was average size, if not a little small, I wore glasses, and I loved computers. From the time I was little I loved computers. I never really cared that many people didn't like me, I didn't need many friends, I had no siblings so I had learned long ago how to get along alone. On...
Mitsho stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his midsection and moving to the bathroom sink to prepare for the night. Drops of water drizzled down his corded shoulders, making lines down his chiseled stomach. He was proud of his body; he worked very hard to be the strongest. Strong mind, strong body and strong desires . . . He opened a carve...
Brad watched the image of Anthony's Rebecca taking yet another stranger's cock into her already overly used hole. He had already watched the recorded images a half a dozen times and yet he still hadn't had enough. The sound of someone knocking on his office door brought a growl of annoyance from deep within him and he closed the window out on his laptop. "...
The prologue In an East London flat live two men with not the simplest of lives... no! The black market was becoming more popular then ever in this day and age, and was the easiest place to traffic, hidden within the dark places, amongst the dregs of society. Calvin supplied the smack; Theo the delivery boy, and with their manager, Andrew, they worked t...
I gripped the bedsheet when he pushed in deep to finish inside me with a loud grunt. He then smacked my ass and placed a 20 next to me head. I turned around to get dressed again as he gushed about how amazing my ass was and asked how a prostitute could stay so tight. He was Underworld but at least he paid, must be my reputation I assumed. So many Underworld...
This is an eight-chapter series that will complete posting before the end of June. The chronological fit for Death to Blonds in the previously published promiscuous bottom NYPD detective Clint Folsom mystery series is after the conclusion of Death in Eden . The chronology of the books of the Clint Folsom mystery series that are posted to Literotica (only hal...
For earlier stories in this series, see "Bite of the Schlange" and "Siren Song Symphony" * The black ship glided up the Italian coast and hove to in Laguna Venita. The Venetians were a strange and decadent lot; only they would sustain a tradition of a two-day annual festival "celebrating" the twelfth-century visitation of the Black Plague to their canal ci...
This is a prequel story to "Silas's Choice" ***** Carlos was finishing his set on the drums when he saw his two minders move toward the gambling floor of the Toscana. He took advantage of that to lay his sticks aside and hop off the platform at one end of the club's floorshow room. Looking as nonchalant as he could, he sauntered back to the murky corner wh...
Danny is a stripper. Good thing, because he has the body for it. He's got some nice muscles stretching across hi six-foot frame, from calf to neck he's cut and tattooed. Tribal on one bulging bicep and a dragon with girl sleeve on the other side. He looks good. Really good; especially now as he sits only three feet from me on the edge of my coffee table. Gli...
I woke up in the middle of the night, aware that something had changed. We weren't moving, and there was no feeling of a motor grinding under us. I was locked in one of the smaller cabins belowdecks—not bound and not particularly uncomfortable, but my channel was sore. I would recover fast, but never in my life had I had such a ride as Fazil Fikret and his...