For years I'd been waxed on the Gold Coast by a very dominant man that I'd met at the beach. It'd started with just the hair removal and progressed to full-on BDSM session resulting in my being fucked in his sling. It's probably fair to say though that I'd get my needs satiated though he'd get his rocks off there was not a long term satisfaction for him. We'...
First times: 02 -- Rebirth This is my first try at male gay sex. Somehow, I found it profoundly satisfying. Maybe because I didn't treat is as anything exceptional, only as a journey of self-discovery for the main character. My grateful thanks to Valphung for his efforts at editing. Any mistakes are my own. ***** One thing for...
So I have this friend that I've known since junior high and a few years ago he came out to me as bi. I didn't really think too much about it at the time, I just said the usual supportive stuff and life went on as normal. We both got married, had kids, etc. but still spent a lot of time together hanging out. One night I was hanging out at his place and we wer...
I awoke slowly as bright light streamed through the open window beside the bed. My wife was away on business for the week but I was not alone. My cock was hard and ready despite the vigorous activity from the night before. I turned onto my back and it jutted skyward tenting the covers as I reached beside me and touched my companion's warm flesh. My right h...
This story is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or living, is purely coincidental. Certain sexual activities, including BDSM, that may be depicted in the story are only safe in fictional literature scenes. Matt had just turned nineteen and was required to have a physical exam to enroll in college, so he made an appointment to s...
I had always been curious, but much too engrained in the straight guy perception of all things gay. The gay community was all hairdressers and limp wristed wimp types. Perhaps it was my protection against my curiosity, I was not at all like that so I must be 100% straight. I ignored the obvious signs that did not fit the image. The fact that my first wank w...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...
I had always been curious, but much too engrained in the straight guy perception of all things gay. The gay community was all hairdressers and limp wristed wimp types. Perhaps it was my protection against my curiosity, I was not at all like that so I must be 100% straight. I ignored the obvious signs that did not fit the image. The fact that my first wank w...
I became a cocksucker at age 55. I started slow, responding to internet ads every six months or so. Afraid of disease, afraid of being seen by someone I knew, afraid of being myself. As the urges grew, so did the frequency of my encounters. Sometimes I was a sissy in lingerie, sometimes I was just naked, but I was always a bottom. When I retired, I moved to...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the author.) * * * * "Upon...