Here's my first submission in Literotica. I hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticisms are welcome. Half-fiction, half-true. ***** We met once, during a long bus ride. I was going home from having a rendezvous with my girlfriend in another city. Bored, I took out my phone and started playing this online RPG (role-playing g...
Note 1: This could have easily fit into Exhibitionist/Voyeur, but I fitted it into Gay Male instead. Hopefully there aren't too many people put off by it. Note 2: Special thanks to my muse again. She knows who she is. "Hey, Sean!" Amanda greeted as she opened the door. They briefly exchanged pleasantries about each other's kids before she sent him off h...
Ethan got an email he couldn't refuse. Then he got an offer he couldn't refuse. Ethan and Cameron had fallen into bed some time on Friday night. They didn't emerge from there for many reasons. Between sessions of mind blowing sex they talked about the past. They brought snacks back to bed and fed each other like a bad romantic movie. Cameron shut Ethan's...
He was the new employee. Within weeks everyone sung his praises. Around every corner, the bitches were gibbering over him. Even the two cunts whom I fucked regularly, got their panties wet for him. I despised the fucker. He invaded my territory. I put a plan in motion to destroy his papistical ass. *** A Specialized Cooperative, we patrolled the city to en...
Chapter 27 – Man Crush Saga JJ Teague's first order of business had been to whack my boyfriend upside the head. We'd arrived a little earlier than scheduled for our little study session with the Brain Trust, and Teague apparently felt this was the perfect time to knock Efrain's ball cap off. "What the fu–" Efrain's curse cut off in an undignified squaw...
Pussy. That's what he needed. Pussy or a good blowjob, and he would be getting one of the two, or maybe both, within the hour. Jason was six foot two with more muscles than most of the guys in his frat house. Meaning pussy was not a problem. What was a problem though, was clingy bitches the day after. He was pretty good at spotting those girls from far away...
Six weeks after we found ourselves stranded on an unnamed island, we had developed a rhythm to the isolated life we were given. Relying heavily on each other for survival, we divided our daily tasks, exchanging chores to break up the monotony, and grew close to form a mutually dependent relationship. We both began to grow beards, and our skin tanned in the s...
So I busted my kneecap in lacrosse this week. I tripped and fell on it wrong, and it snapped and it hurt. I may be a big man, but I cried. Who was there for me? Who got the medic? Who hefted me over his shoulder and hauled me and my bum leg to the car? Who drove me home and put me to bed? My best friend, my homie, my main man Cisco. We've been friends for fo...
My time discovering straight dick wasn't as slutty as later parts of my life would be. Sure it seems like my hunger to be penetrated was awakened and thus I sat on every pole I could find, but I was a lot more discreet than that. It took me a while to come out to my college friends. The hardest of all was my straight roommate. He was my best friend in ever...
Bromance? More than that. Way more than that. David and Jonathan. By name and by nature. Man love. The love of one male of the species for another male of the species. And certainly not platonic. When they got into it, they got into it. Lusty, greedy, hungry, sucking, deep-throat oral. All arms and legs, face-fucking, soixante-neuf. Anal, sometimes...