That Saturday evening in late November on the occasion of my 25th high school reunion I expected to have a good time chatting with old friends, many of whom I had not seen in 25 years. Lynn Millan, a petite blond who had been my first ever date, had contacted me with a beautifully written invitation. It did not surprise me that the girl who had served two ye...
I went to the drive-in movies with a friend one night and I was excited since Jerry was older than me and always bought party supplies; beer, weed and crank once in awhile. It was summer so we were wearing shorts and tee shirts hence it was hot outside. We were sitting in a Chevy blazer that had big tires and were parked towards the back of the drive-in an...
Old King Severmist of the Orgas stood on a rock outcropping on the sea side of the pass through the Golden Mountains down into the rich plains of Thorodia and shook his fists in frustration and despair. For the third time in as many days the frontal assault on the High Castle of King Kleemus had failed. "How much longer will you hold against my might?" the...
The last few years I've thought a lot about some naughty fun I had with my buddy Kevin back in my late teens. Today I'm married and in my mid fifties. I guess I'm basically straight, but I find myself fanaticizing more and more about messing around with guys the way I did for a short time back in my late teens. What follows is one of the things I did. I'll s...
Authors note: I am still learning the ins and outs of Literotica. Some of the dialogue here is better emphasized with italics, and may not read well, but I promise to learn and add it for future stories. *** Today has been an unusual day. I was instructed to come outside of my room today and I am supposed to be seeing a client later on, but for an intervie...
I am a 60 year old male and this is my true coming of age story. This may not be jerk off material. It happened ... This was the seventies. I had just turned eighteen and was still living at home with my parents. We were living in suburbia on the outskirts of New Orleans. New Orleans is famous for the French Quarter and the gays who live there. I was young...
"They say you can survive high school. Well, perhaps not. A homage to slashers, everything Lynchian, high schools, crime and punishment, sex and conservatism, popular culture and romance, this loosely written and casually spun novella takes you into the repressed and the debauched, the murders and the laughs, the families and the friends of a good ole Amer...
Saturday, March 14 2:15PM CDT Little Rock, AR Drew Weeks Four of us from my team were going to nationals. Three of us had spent nearly all of our spare time together since the trip back from Birmingham on the bus. Four of us had been ridden hard in the daily practices we've had since regionals. Three of us had difficulty finding places to be alone togeth...
I used to keep journals, when I was a kid, but I stopped for a while. I never really liked it, I guess. I'm pretty sure my mom was reading it anyway, so it wasn't really a good place for my deepest, darkest secrets. It was just something that some parenting book my mom read suggested I do after my dad ran out on us. Now seems like a good time to start again...
This is my first story I have written, of a true event that happened to me while I was in high school. Being my first story, I would love to hear any feedback whatsoever. Please contact me for any comments, questions, or just to chat. It would be very appreciated. I had been friends with Tom since we started High School. We hung out on the weekends and wa...