I wake the next morning when he gets up from the bed, he goes into the bathroom and when he returns, I'm sitting up in the bed. He picks up the phone and dials room service for us. When breakfast arrives, "go get that boy." I walk to the door after putting on basketball shorts, and open the door. I forget completely that I'm still wearing a leather colla...
This short story is an abridged depiction of an experience that still leaves me baffled. My wife and I bought a home from an eighty-something widower four years ago. Victor seemed nice enough in spite of the fact that he was selling the home he and his wife had built in the mid-fifties. All was going well with the inspection and closing until a discrepancy i...
A sequel to The Leather Store. *** I get off his bike and he kills the engine. He puts his helmet on the seat, takes mine off my head, and slips his leather finger into the ring dangling from the collar. "Let's go bitch, I'm ready to fuck." He pulls me to the cabin, up the stairs, and onto the deck. He pushes me against the rail, yanks down the zipp...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. My name's Jason. I was always a decent looking guy. Not movie star levels of hot, but far from ugly. I'm right at six feet tall and about 165 pounds. Brown hair, blue eyes. Not in bad shape, but don't have too much muscle definition. I've always wanted six pack...
*Phew! Story line done! I am never going to do that again. I will close off Tenderness and New World before I dare start another, I have learned my lesson, I promise. This, I can safely say, is my darkest story line, and apparently, you like the dark, so all I can hope is that you will appreciate the way I tie things up. PS, I wrote the last third of the s...
The large oak tree, growing near the curb, shaded the old Chevy pickup truck from the street light. Wally was almost invisible, sitting slumped down in the seat, hidden by the shadows. His eyes were about all that was visible above the bottom edge of the door's window. They were intently watching the area in front of the Hiddy Hole Lounge across the street....
Chapter 7: Out of a Storybook An astonished cry that was meant to be "Jane!" escaped my lips, but it was muffled by the tape over my mouth. She walked over to the bed where I could see her in a better light. I was still dizzy from being knocked out, but a closer look told me the truth. This was not Jane. Sure, it was the same long, flowing hair, the same wa...
Authors note: this story is mostly fiction. It's a fantasy, except for the middle part. This is my first attempt at a Literotica story. * This is the story of how I went to a massage parlour for a blowjob and got something quite different. I'm an average looking guy, about average height for a fellow in his mid thirties. I have an average job; I'm a parale...
Prospective Brother in Law turns out to be a star. As a young Gay man in England, I had only just begun to truly appreciate my tastes in sex and understood what I really wanted. Unfortunately, opportunities were few and far between and often resulted in disappointment. Usually the only guys that would let me tie them up, wanted more pain than I was willing...
"You disappointed me, baby boy. I know you didn't mean to, and I'll forgive you. But first I need to show you the true extent of my unhappiness. You've been such a good boy up till now but I can't let you think that you can get away with this behavior. You disobeyed me when you went against my instructions. I get that you don't understand why it's such a big...