Chris She moaned every time I thrust in her. Bitch had already come twice. However, I was still waiting for my own orgasm. I guess I was just not on the right mood. I pushed out of her and took off my condom. She whined with dissatisfaction, but I seriously did not care. I did not even know her fucking name. I pulled up my pants and left the room, lighting...
I woke up the next morning on my dorm room floor. Oh fuck, I thought, looking at the bed. It wasn't just a dream. There were Veronica and Natalie, both butt-ass naked, lying next to my sleeping roommate. Apparently we had all passed out from fucking the night before, and the girls looked so incredibly sexy naked on the bed together. As always, Clark looked...
Another day walking to class I think about how I convinced my wife to wear my tight black boxers last night while we masturbated together. I also am thinking about another grad student who sits next to me in the class I am about to attend. I know he is gay or at least bi because of the way he looks at me, the way he makes me feel. My cock always grows when h...
Sarah stood in the den as she gazed at Brad. Brad was her brother's roommate and from what she had just seen a few minutes early, they were more then just friends. Kevin was standing with his hands on his hips staring back and forth between his sister and his boyfriend. "Your boyfriend from summer camp?" Kevin repeated the words and tried to remember what S...
PAYBACK FOR DAD Ancient Cures for Modern Problems PART ONE Tim's mouth dropped open. A ghost! A man in white chino pants and a new red Hecadock Junior College sweatshirt yelled instructions to students on the tennis court. He was about forty, six-foot-two, powerful build, blond hair, crewcut. Dad! It's Dad! Where in hell did he-- Tim shut his mouth. Get...
Morning came crashing in swiftly. The persistent cry of the alarm clock was a dutiful reminder that a new day was abound. It was awful to wake up to another cold, winter morning. Quite frankly, it was akin to being stuck in the grey doldrums: always depressed and yearning to escape. It was light outside simply because that's how the science of light worked....
My name is T and was a student. The second guy or man in this case I was with since my time with Chip. I noticed the professor during my first day of summer semester at FLC. When I got to class and the professor was there and hard to stop looking at. He wasn't what you called attractive. He was a rangy rawboned 6'4" or so with rough chiseled features, black...
If you've never visited Trondheim, Norway, you should, particularly if you're a student, more particularly if you're a gay student. It is a beautiful, rocking university town about 500 k from Oslo on the west coast. During the summer, there's almost no night; during the winter, the climate is surprisingly mild. It's filled with history and home to one of the...
This story is a collaboration with my editor William Burroughs (Literotica name). William and I thought it would be fun to write a story via email. William wrote the part of Paul, and I wrote Henry. Hope you enjoy, and always we would love your comments. "Art Center" is a work of fiction, and unfortunately is not autobiographical. ***** Paul: Seduction i...
Jack was only a college freshman but he was already tall — almost six feet — and muscular, with sun-bleached blond hair. He already knew that he was gay, an eager and insatiable cocksucker who had the hots for his roommate, best friend, and football teammate, Seth. Nothing much happened at this particular school except football, but that suited Jack. He was...