I love to do nude drawing (or nude paintings). In the art world they call it Figure Drawing or Figure Painting. I am involved in a Figure drawing club, which is enjoyable, but the class is very professional like a college art class. What I mean is the poses are never sensual. Think of it as a Playboy magazine pose, rather than a Penthouse magazine kind of po...
"Warning: this video is designed to turn straight men into gay bottoms. Don't say you haven't been warned..." The female narrator had a breathy, clear, commanding voice. It was a voice to be obeyed. "You've stripped yourself naked and stretched your ass in preparation for the arrival of your first ever top..." In fact, I was naked, lying in the marital b...
"We have nude beaches here on Cyprus for gay men," the art gallery owner said as he moved around the studio couch in the photo studio behind his Nicosia gallery and fired off camera shots of me posed in the near nude on a blue silk drape. "All of them are on private property, though. I happen to have such a beach—very private—at my beach house near the airpo...
I approached the video booth in the back hallway of the adult book store. I had about an hour leeway from the time that I got off work, till the time that Helen, got off at her job. I was eager that today's session would give me some nice cocks to get in my mouth. That's right. I am married, but I have been sucking cocks long before I met Helen. It started w...
Pelaam© June 2008. Ch 08: Nemesis The luxury car was opened by an immaculately uniformed doorman for the smartly dressed executive. He slid comfortably inside, his emerald-green eyes running appreciatively over the car's interior. The seats were leather and roomy and, if needed, could be slipped into a fully reclined position. There was a laptop computer f...
**** Four hours later Chad and Blaine pulled up outside the cottage and Blaine gasped. "It's beautiful," They hadn't ended up at Nick and Kyle's place. They'd ended up at a beautiful cottage covered in flowers and vines. The building must have been early eighteenth century as the thatched roof shone slightly in the bright April sunshine. A small pond wa...
"Isn't that precious," the matron sitting to my left in the Minstrel dining room of the cruise ship was saying. "A young man has taken his father on a cruise. And he's so attentive to the older man's needs. I so wish my grandson... uh, my son... John could be like that." That was Margaret. Sheila, sitting to my right and a little close for comfort, agreed w...
"YOUR A GODDAM FUCKIN QUEER. YOU SHOULD GO SUCK A COCK BECAUSE THATS ALL YOU GOOD FOR!!!" As I typed the words into the comment section after the story I'd just read, I felt a sense of satisfaction and relief. Maybe I should write to the editors of literotica.com to tell them to get this fucking gay shit out of other forums. I mean, it's not that the story w...
Now, fifty years after the event, which has had an indelible, although often unrecognized, effect on my life, I wonder, and reminisce, and smile with the remembered pleasure. Does he remember too? Does the memories cause that old, familiar surging deep in his loins like they do mine? Even now I feel the lubricant begin to form on my tired, wrinkled appendage...
Chapter 5 - Gala night at the Corinthian Continuation, Alex and Will enjoy themselves at a Gala Dinner. Bang on time our car arrived, we made our way down and out to the car, following Will out I couldn't help but be aroused by him in his kilt, it was swaying beautifully. Our driver opened the door for us and I laughed as Will scooted across the leather se...