We just clicked together, I think that's the best explanation how we came to be. I first saw him in college. We were doing some field work and I got paired with him. I was very discreet about my bisexual orientation, at least that was what I was at that time. He was just my type, the twinky cute slim guy with a very nice sweet smile and smiling eyes that br...
[Author's note: this is the first part of a three-part series loosely inspired by the Literotica story Aaron, my student, written by HairyJacques.] Prologue. After it all happened, I kept my job but lost my marriage. Tom didn't come back from DC. It was over a year before he spoke to me, and even then it was only to find a time to come get some of his stuf...
Prelude A soft, warm breeze blew in through the open veranda doors, causing the sheer curtains to billow into the room like puffy white clouds in the twilight. The breeze made me shudder as it caressed the thin film of sweat that coated my body. The movement of my body made Ben stir a bit against me. I was still impaled upon his cock. It had started going f...
Author's Note - Indie was another character I'd developed for that COMPLETELY unrelated project that produced Efrain and Cory. They took one look at him and wouldn't leave him alone. Of course, he got a little miffed about being used as a plot device, and another character took interest in him, so you'll see some more of him later. So, after this, there's...
"Here Prada. Her-ee Prada," Jon sings lightly, shaking a bag of dog treats that cost more than his iPhone. "Where the fuck did you go little doggie?" He exhales once, fighting off the approaching panic attack. If he doesn't have Lydia's dog when she gets back from giving a lecture at Yale, she'll cut his balls off. And while Jon hasn't recently used his bal...
"Oh, I will, my horny bitch." Master growled. He started to unzip his jeans when the car stopped and the chauffeur called out from the front. "Mr Baxter, we're here." I hated that man so much in that moment. Master had looked up as Anthony talked, and he burst into laughter when he saw the daggers I was glaring at the front seat. "Don't worry my horny bit...
I am an eighteen years old, young man. I am 6.1" tall and a bit muscular, with a nice, big ass. I go to a school in L.A, where I live since 7 years. I really like all of the teachers, even tho I like the male ones a bit more. My math teacher, the teacher I like the most is a bit smaller than me but looks very, very fit and his bulge in his pants look re...
Before I begin this story, let me start off by saying that I don't follow labels. Only a few close friends know about my secret life and at times I do say I'm bisexual. I'm a dominant man and with both men and women, that's the role I play. It was a long, stressful day. I was finally off work and didn't have to go in for the next two days. Relieved was an...
Author's Note: This is either a tentacle story in the gay section or a gay story in the nonhuman section. To write I used a talk to text program that isn't always accurate. If you like my work, please consider helping me edit so I can publish the dozens of backlogged stories in this series. World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stor...
Friday morning came, and no clue why my schedule was changing. As he left, Chris just ordered me to come straight home after work. I was distracted in the office with worry. Mike was out of sorts, whispering to me that I was a douche. But he didn't get a chance to use me during the day. When the start of the weekend finally came, I got into my car with a hea...