Once I got there, I walked up the front path to Roy's house. It was the biggest house in town, a total mansion. I rang the doorbell, and Roy opened the door with a smug look on his face. He was wearing the same clothes as the day before, minus the football pads. "Come on in, fag. We have the place to ourselves, since my parents are gone for a couple weeks,"...
Jack’s parting words of, “you can keep those three pictures, I have better pictures at home,” still rang in my head. I felt humiliated by what had just happened and stupid for letting it happen but I still had a raging hard on. I jacked off to the thoughts of recent events and had an explosive orgasm. Sleep that night was difficult at best. I went to work...
Author's note: This is erotic fantasy and completely fictional. The main character, Jack, is a fictional, generic social media star / influencer, and is not a real person. Apologizes I haven't written in a while, but thanks for the comments and messages. They really give me ideas and encourage me to keep going! ***** Jack reflects on how he went from being...
I became lost in the sucking. Every time I went faster, he would slow down the pace. I gently stroked his shaft and caressed his balls. My own balls were so painful I knew I wouldn't last much longer. This time when I furiously bobbed my head faster-and-faster he didn't slow me down. I was so consumed with the rigid pole of flesh inside my mouth I though...
My thanks to Scouries, who gave me the idea and the impetus to write this story for the Literotica Summer Lovin' Contest. * "Pauletta, you're such a twink," his friend, Leonard told the young gay man one Friday night in June while they were standing at the bar in The Purple Knight, their favorite hangout in San Francisco's Castro District. "I know that,...
Things changed slowly over the next half a year or so. Work was work, boring and uninteresting, but between that, my consistent aerobic gym work outs and keeping up with Danny took up the majority of my time. We saw each other every week or two, but sometimes he'd go days without texting me. He was definitely a bit of a bro, but he was always friendly and he...
It was Friday evening, and Paul strutted into his favorite gay bar, The Purple Knight, moving easily in his red high-heeled pumps. He had no trouble walking in them, because he had gotten used to those shoes or others like them over the last few years. During week days, he wore what was called "office casual" at his job on the order desk of a high-tech manuf...
Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. I had been waiting for this night all week. well, at least since I finally decided on my costume. After weeks of debate with my boyfriend, I decided I wouldn't be the Luigi to his Mario and I would go as something completely different. I would borrow my sister's low cut Chinese dress and drag up to go as a hot Chines...
"It's time to wake up now." With just those six words, I regained the ability to open my eyes. Regained? I guess that's not the right word. I'd only just dozed off—nothing more. "Well, how do you feel?" The hypnotist grinned at me. I didn't see why he was grinning, though. He was a friend of mine. His name was Kyle and he liked to think he was a master whe...
This is my first attempt at writing so please be gentle. Other than changing names, this story is true and was the start of a roller-coaster of sexual exploration. ***** I considered myself the very definition of normal, if not boring. Working mid-level management in a financial firm, living in the suburbs of New York with my 2 young kids, attractive wife...