This is a gay romance story: This story has been a while in production, with little time to devote to writing it has taken a long time to get the story the way I envisioned it. I do hope you enjoy it, it is lengthy to warn you, but I didn't want to spilt it up into parts I think that takes from the story, I love stories that flow evenly so this is my attem...
A text from Brett, "hahaha. Worst nightmare: I went to the wrong Frat and couldn't say your last name. Meet me outside?" I groaned and showed D the text who was confused, "He stammers really badly" D gave the 'oh no' face and we went outside. I looked up and down the block but didn't spot his copper hair. D said, "That him?" Across the street with a cap an...
The hole in the wall Thai place was just four long blocks from the gym. They were sitting in the window on stools, their bags on the stool between them. I took that one. D said to J, "those jeans!" and as I sat down grabbed my ass. No one was around. The food was amazing as always. We laughed. Compared notes about the new facilities. They asked about Brett....
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...
Jarred woke up earlier than usually, naked and in a yawning stretch, he steps in front of his bedroom mirror. Tall, dark hair, built, and very handsome with chestnut brown eyes, high cheek bones, strong jaw, and thick plump lips. The perfectly soft, light dusting of body hair that covers his body is the icing on his cake. He's conceited, to be sure. He n...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Yeah, sure, man, you're just mad you can't jump like me," Mark said as his bike bounded over some roots ahead of me. I wheeled around them and skidded to a stop. "I just don't want to," I grumbled, wiping sweat from my forehead. Mark stopped easily and shot me a grin. "Y...
I had two sexual experiences with my roommate and good friend, Darnell, and where as I had unbelievably powerful orgasms both times they were my first experiences with a man. 'Big D' had gotten rough with me both times. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I knew part of me wanted more. Afterwards he suggested that we go the Club to check the local tale...
"Oof!" David laughed as the ball hit Ezekiel square in the face, and sent him tumbling to the linoleum floor of the gym, sprawled in a heap. "You alright, Zeke?" he asked, torn between genuine concern and the desire to burst out laughing at his friend. "No worries, no worries, everyone! I'm perfectly fine, thanks for your heartfelt concern," Ezekiel said...
Hey everyone! Well here is the next chapter of Guardian Angel. I decided against continuing the story in Quinn's perspective based on reader's comments as well as my own preference. Please leave any comments you have, I really do enjoy reading them all and I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it! -----------------------------------...
A/N -- Many apologies for the delay in posting. Since the content of the prologue isn't typical Literotica fare, I decided to wait until after I completed chapter 1 before posting. And then I had to figure out how to format it since I got a little adventurous with the layout. I may revisit Horton and Strap in future installments, unless readers stage a mutin...