There was dried cum on the keyboard. It was old, and flaking now, but was evidence of the pleasure Brian had given himself last night. Mindy had called and said she wouldn't be coming home anytime soon. Her trip this time had been extended, evidence that her dreams were quickly becoming a reality. It was going to take longer for Brian. He had to first esta...
The Twelve Maidens "Dancing is forbidden on the Sabbath," said Brian, reading from the guidebook. He stood, in the warmth of the summer evening, amidst the blue meadow cranesbills and the creamy-white meadow-sweet. Their almond scent loaded the air so that it seemed drenched with sweetness. Joe looked over the hedge at the field beyond. There was a group o...
I’d never been with another guy before, and until a few months ago, I wouldn’t have believed it was ever something that would happen to me. I’m very happily heterosexual, and although I was occasionally curious about what it would be like to suck a cock, I never thought I would be curious enough to do anything about it. It all started, really, with a dream....
Heaven on Earth: Chapter 2 Fireworks The weekend after I got back from my mother’s house, I decided to go to a few bars with a couple of college friends, Robert and Steve. They both lived in New York, so we got together from time to time. Then again, I suppose that calling them friends would be a bit much. They were more friends that I used for convenience....
It was snowing in Washington, D.C., and after battling skidding cars on the Beltway for an extra two hours trying to get into work, I suddenly decided that it was time for me to head someplace sunny. It was my lucky day after all, because when I hit the office, everyone was in an uproar about reports from Havana that Cuban dictator Fidel Castro once more was...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the author.) * * * * "Upon...
When I returned from putting myself back together after experiencing the pile, I found Brian sitting primly at the Bourbon Street Pub's bar, apparently no worse the wear from the poundings he'd gotten from the manrammer and the Jamaican's own rammer and playing kissy face with yet another shorts-only dude. I pushed the dude off Brian with a "this one's mine"...
If infidelity is a subject you don't like, don't read it. It's only going to upset you. ***** I received a call one morning from Brian, a recent friend I had made. He was this nerdy stud that looked pretty good. He was gay, but were both tops who just wouldn't work together. We found ourselves visiting the same places at night, and now when I was about to...
Even though my new roommate was straight, he never had any problem with me being gay. In fact, from the start I think he was intrigued by it. More and more he was hanging out with my gay friends and acting totally comfortable among them, unlike many other straights guys I've known. Brian was a freshman and was assigned as my roommate after my old one dropped...
Brian had been surprised that he and Ted were friends, as Ted was four years older – four years of difference. Brian was eighteen and still looked like a boy (he didn’t even shave yet!) but Ted was a man and looked like one. A man, to Brian’s distress, that he found himself attracted to. He longed to caress the stubble-covered face, drag his tongue across Te...