"Oh... yeah... ahhh!" By now I'd done this often enough to be able to tell from Leander's moans how close he was to shooting his load. He gripped the back of my head — that meant he was very close, and that he wanted me to swallow. I wasn't going to refuse him, but I struggled a bit anyway, tried to pull back. You know, just for show. It worked like a char...
Benji was now two months into exploring his sexuality as a bottom and he done so with gusto. In addition to fucking Bruce, Sisco and Michael, Benji had also been fucked by Tommy, Sean and KB, three other rugby players and close friends of a Bruce and the gang, making them part of a clique. This clique had one other thing in common now: they all had fucked Be...
A reader sent me an email asking me to write a gay story, and this is what I came up with. I hope you like it. * * * * * Tim Whitaker was a junior and in his second year at Briarwood Prep when he met Julian Kilkanon. Tim's first roommate had graduated the year before, and his new roommate had just transferred from another school. Tim was eighteen, a year...
Author's Note: This story is largely inspired by the writer Sarkopheros, who helped me realize how much fun this kind of writing can be. If you're unfamiliar with his work, this will include things like hyper-sized cocks, cum inflation, and the like, as well as modified elements of Greco-roman mythology. Everyone, even the "boys," are over 18. Have fun...
Note: I am the original author of the story on furaffinity under the author/pen name Crimsonskies455 and Dog455 on sofurry. With some tweaks, I have made this story palatable for literotica. * The steaming hiss of shower water filled the locker room as a lone male stood underneath one of the many heads that dotted the locker room. His skin was a dark tan...
What could I possibly say about Rome that hasn't been said or written before? It's hot. It's crowded. It's got people trying to sell you selfie-sticks wherever you go. Lots of buildings. Some of them pretty old. Lots of Catholic priests. Some of them pretty hot (but most of them pretty old). Honestly, most of the trip is a blur. Being herded on and off t...
I rolled over, groaning at the intrusive noise. Damn it - where is that phone? The ringing had woken me from a sound sleep. I didn't even have to look at the screen, the custom ringtone told me it was Marley. Marley Kay Gypsum* (*Names Changed), the singer in our band, my fellow songwriter, the unrequited love of my life, the girl who I'd spent the past tw...
The front door flung open and there stood Thomas. Smiling warmly and striking a dramatic pose with arms wide and robe open, he let the entire neighborhood see his firm, tan body. Swirls of soft black hair covered his chest and flowed down to the jockstrap that held his fullness. . "Quite the doorman," I said with heartfelt admiration, "but good thing I wa...