I could tell that Mr. Masters was nervous about this first meeting with the director and dance master at Arena Stage that afternoon. He had been peevish and snappish all morning—well, more so than usual—finding fault with everything and being detailed about the clothes he wanted me to lay out for the meeting and then rejecting them and upbraiding me for what...
Dylan had only one thing in mind, and that was to push him and his team to an official victory. Even if the wild applause from the spectators became a bit of a distraction, the eighteen-year-old athlete became so focused in achieving his goal that he even overlooked his girlfriend's optimistic ovation from her seat. Thirty minutes remained in the game, and D...
This story is dedicated first to jfinn, who's story the The Human Condition at Lit inspired me to try my hands at gay erotica, and second to Annie Proulx, for being able to do in one line what I can't do in a hundred. If you haven't already, read her short story, Brokeback Mountain, or go watch the movie! A special thanks to my editors: Scintillating, danie...
Six months later, Jonathan sat at his Uncle's desk with Tony seated right beside him who was showing him the various files contained on the hard drive of the computer. He was instructed, step by step, how to navigate each one and continue the orders and pay outs that would keep the business running. It didn't go unnoticed that many of the files had been re...
I had decided to finally attend one of those group sex nights advertised on a popular gay chat side. The posting on it had said that it was in London and only black guys, in their mid twenties, good looking and in shape should apply. Luckily, I fit that description. I arrived at the flat, which was in Chelsea, later than I thought I would it take me. A hand...
The premise of the story is that the losing football team in a league have to provide sexual satisfaction to the winning team; previous chapters are on Literotica * * * * * Despite that narrow loss to Sutton, our league form was still good: only two losses from nine games and both of those defeats were by solitary goals. We "punished" our errant right back...
A BUSY SATURDAY On a Saturday when nothing was really planned, Marcel ended up with a jam-packed day that he would not soon forget. It wasn't just the day that was jam-packed but his irresistible sweet ass was as well. It started with the normal Saturday morning ritual with his roommate Chante. The two lovely gays were in Marcel's bed in a 69-position sucki...
Dark thoughts of sinful pleasures raced through Marco's mind. The moment his eyes fell on Jaimie, desire gripped him like a fever. He watched the beautiful blonde hurry across the crowded lobby toward him. Jaimie didn't know it yet, but before the day was over, he would fall victim to Marco's wicked desires. "Hey kid," Marco said. His full, inviting lips tw...
The drama department's bulletin board was plastered with sign-up sheets for auditions. Tristan's eyes flitted over his options, skipping anything directed by undergrads. He had limited time this semester as it was his last year at school and he wanted to build a strong portfolio of successful shows before graduating. He found one bulletin that listed the dir...
Jim Carmody was on his way to a slaughter. His own. As he walked down the street to meet his master, he knew what was waiting for him when he entered the house at the end of Merritt Road, and for most people, even imagining what was going to happen would have sent them running in the opposite direction. Jim Carmody was not most people, and as he made his wa...