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...
This is my first published story. If you are under eighteen or don't like two men in love, don't read this. The story does take a while to get to the sex part, so if that's the only reason you're here, you can skip to the end. Enjoy, and please comment! ***** As Terry Bane pulled into the driveway of a familiar cabin in western Montana, he wondered whether...
The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...