Thanks to all of you that provide comments and send emails. I read it all but unfortunately I'm not allowed to respond. ________________________________ My friend Craig and I were supposed to be watching each other's back but that only lasted as long as it took for him to make friends with a big dude on the bus ride to prison. The first few hours after b...
"Dude, I need your help, and it's gonna sound crazy, okay?" Caleb immediately said as he opened his front door to let his friend in. His best friend Adam has just arrived after receiving a frantic phone call from Caleb only twenty minutes earlier explaining that it was an absolute emergency and that he needed him to come over immediately. Caleb lived not...
His cock was back up to its huge level, it was all encompassing and felt as though it was running through my entire body a second spine for my body. He stood up and I expected more of the slamming squats, but it seemed Master S liked a varied gym session. His massive hands cupped my widely spread ass cheeks pulling them apart still further. He then did sho...
This story is complete fiction…but fun I hope! "Not going mate. Soz." Kevin said. I was well pissed off. "Why the hell not?" I asked. "I can't afford the tickets." Great, so that was that. Creamfields for me was off too! Kevin was the one with the car, I was the one paying the fuel, but now Kevin wasn't going, I couldn't get there! "Mate, you can always...
1 John 1:6 Even hours after I came home, I didn't know why I had run. I got home about the same time as my family, and had to convince them I'd been in church all along - of course I had, they just hadn't seen me in the back row. It was probably the first time in years I'd skipped out on church, and that just made the whole thing feel so much worse. I poli...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Yorkshire, England, Late Summer, 1890 I felt the sting on my thigh and looked up to see that William had ridden up beside me and struck at me with his riding crop. I turned and twisted in the saddle and when he struck me again it was on the chest. Laughing, I gave my own horse the lash and its head and we were riding over the pastureland of Falconcroft, the...
Some of my stories are true, some have elements of truth, and some are pure fiction. This one falls into the true category and I haven't decided how much to admit yet. I keep a couple of the hookup sites on my hidden web browser. The thoughts of hooking up ebb and flow and occasionally I use the mail feature to communicate to all the guys who send smiles, w...
"You think you wanna do that again?" Toby asks me mindlessly. We're in his room, playing Smash Bros on his Switch like we used to do next door. Toby's bedroom is slightly larger than mine, and he has enough space in here for a sizeable TV with an opposing couch, which the two of us are sitting on now. He's beating me in a stock match, but only barely. "No,...
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...