This is a story involving gay sex. It is fictional, however it is inspired by events that have happened in real life. All characters are above the age of 18. ***** During my first summer at College I decided to stay there for most weekends to keep up the part time job I had got while studying for my BA. I was moving on up in the small retail store I was wo...
Ray and Jemma are neighbours of ours and have been friends with my parents for years. Ray and Jemma are in their late 40s. Jemma is good friends with my mother. They keep active by hill walking and are quite sporty. Jemma swims regularly and Ray is the club captain of his cricket team. They are both in good shape for their age. I am 18 and don't see so much...
#ItsSaturday. It'Saturday and I'm meeting friends in town for a coffee social, I'm a member of an LBGT social Facebook group, we meet once or twice a month for lunch or just coffee. We'd arranged to meet at 2, in Costa, in town. I arrived, slightly late, ready to make my entrance and noticed some of the group were outside. So much for making my entrance. A...
Please send feedback if you enjoyed this story. Let me know how you'd like the next chapter to go. Your comments are really appreciated. Thanks a lot. SO. The day of the first match had finally arrived. I felt excited and a bit apprehensive because, although I'd met most of Tony's team, I hadn't had a chance to practice with them or anything. What if I me...
In 1991 I was just barely 21 and working one of my first jobs as an assistant manager at a slightly trendy clothing store in the local mall. I wasn't paid well for it, but it was a little to put in my pocket, and I didn't have many expenses, so it all worked out. I was more frequently given the job close up, so I'd work the afternoon-to-closing shift, which...
A sequel to "Concentration and Muscle Control." If you read my previous piece, you'll already know that my use of the gym is closely linked to my sexuality, my love of hard masculine muscular bodies. Following the closure of the first gym I had used and where I had learned so much about training, about myself and what triggered my attraction to sex with m...
"What?" My trembling hand wiped my feverish brow. "I think I'm bisexual," I blurted out as she held me tightly. "I ..." "Love, tell me something I don't know!" "What! You knew?" My voice incredulous; hers flippant. "I sort of knew all along." Her fingers wrapped themselves around my hand and stroked it gently. "Been waiting for you to realise." "What?"...
It's early morning and I'm swimming laps at the local pool. It feels so good to be in the water on what is fast becoming a scorching summer's day. With my goggles on I can clearly see the other swimmers within my aqua world. I'm sharing a lane with a woman, a much better swimmer than me. Each time she passes or overtakes I enjoy checking out her taut body ba...
This was a true story that happened in Southern California back in the 1970s. I played percussion for my school orchestra and band in High School and took private lessons as well. My teacher was putting on a concert for some of the local schools and asked me to join the percussion ensemble group he formed. There were six of us plus my teacher. The rehears...
If you have missed the previous installments the premise of the story is that after a football match, the losing team must provide sexual relief for the victorious players; the narrator has recently admitted his bisexuality to himself, his team and his fiancée. Previous chapters for Winners and Losers are on Literotica * * * * * My "coming out" to my team...