I'm Dave. Actually, I'm Dawei, but like most second-gen Chinese Americans I find it's helpful to have an Anglo name. I'm from the Bay Area, working in high-tech targeted mostly at intelligence scenarios. So tonight, like many nights, I'm at the bar of a chain hotel in a town in Maryland, just outside Washington DC. The town consists mainly of low-slung bui...
Afternoon – four-nineteen pm, and it's tar-melting sultry-hot. Hitch-hiking down through France, the Loire valley, medieval hill-top towns, and beyond. My nineteenth summer, in distressed jeans, faded T-shirt and backpack, dark shoulder-length hair and shades, as much for cool as the bullying solar glare. After a chain of short-term and unsatisfactory thumb-...
It was a moment I'll cherish forever: standing in that dingy fucking bathroom, holding Nick's huge rubbery cock in my hand while he pissed. The thick tool sprouted from his button down fly, laid heavily across my sweaty palm and passed between my thumb and index finger with a couple more inches to spare. His helmet drooped over the edge of my hand like the h...
Ch. 01 THE POWER SUIT The Tuesday night happy hour crowd at Prime buzzed all around me, beautiful people in their beautiful suits, marketing their beautiful lives to one another over bottles of expensive wine and tender cuts of beef. I had no stomach for any of it tonight, especially their small talk and cheery optimism. I was here for one reason—Pete the...
My name is Charles, I am now a forty something and still don't know what I am, straight, gay, bisexual or what. This is the story of my wilderness years. It all started when I was at university, as a mature student, where I was studying mechanical engineering. I had just started university in Manchester which my company sponsored me for. This was the end o...
We initially made contact through an International gay dating site where he noted in the traveling section that he would be visiting a city near to me. I messaged him and he responded very promptly and thus began an online relationship. We exchanged a number of messages finding that we had a lot in common. We are both around the same age - mid 70's (yes, su...
Weeks run Thursday thru Wednesday, as Thursdays are the days the group meets for their weekly updates. This is not a sex story, but rather a story of two individuals meeting and falling in love. Week 7 Thursday Everyone was at the final group meeting. The paper had gotten its final revisions and the oral presentation details had been finalized. The whol...
I was sitting in a rental car outside a large Queen Anne house. The rental was something small and economical, I hadn't really had the inspiration to look for something I'd enjoy driving, so I picked one of the unfamiliar models with a nasally whine to it. The house was very familiar though. Very little had changed about it since the first time I'd seen it,...
Conference Championships ---Sunday That morning, Ben texted first thing in the morning and urged me to come over early. When I arrived, he led me to the kitchen and pulled out a few spray cans of whipped cream from the fridge. "For the games this afternoon," he said with a sly smile. "We're having sundaes?" I asked. "No," he said, shaking his head...
If you have missed the previous instalments the premise of the story is that after a football match, the losing team must provide sexual relief for the victorious players. Previous chapters for Winners and Losers are on Literotica. * * * * * There was no denying that the last minute loss to AFC Kerlon had dented confidence in the dressing room, but when...