People write things down for all sorts of reasons. A poet writes his poems, an author writes his novels and a journalist writes his columns. Each of them has his own motivation for doing so. But they all have one thing in common. They each want to share something, to get it out there, to get it off their chest. So, I've written this little roman a clef for m...
After my crazy encounter with my uncle about which I have written in my first story, my sexuality has stirred. I am not sure if I am straight or bisexual. I definitely have romantic inclination towards women but when it comes to pure sexual desires I also think about men. Following these desires I started to explore my body. I started thinking about men an...
If you enjoy this, your vote and comments are much appreciated. I've never really talked about my sex life so this is my first attempt at describing an encounter I recently had. The other day I was enjoying some of the stories in Literotica when I came across one that sounded amazingly familiar! As I realized half way through it, here was the lover I had re...
Thanks to the comments, I rewrote the first chapter, added it to the second one and looked for some editing help. Hope you enjoy this one. Please comment and let me know how you liked/didn't like it. Special thanks go to Gunter 99 and Sugababy for their time and editing this. *************** Chapter 1: Vipers and friends Jet lagged and exhausted, the l...
There had been rain off and on all day, and it started up again as I was walking from the theater in Tokyo's Ni-chome district of Shinjuku, so I dipped into a small grocery store entered by a foyer in a small apartment building. The deluge, although heavy, hadn't lasted long, and I could use some snacks for the hotel, so I walked the aisles of the store in s...
Okinawa, Japan is a small city southwest of Tokyo. It stretches out 67 miles, and is known throughout the world as a vast military community, home to the United States Marine Corps. John Frederick Wilmer was fresh out of basic training when he arrived in Okinawa. This was his first time out of the U.S., and as a country boy straight from Covington, a small...
The year was 1953. The war in Korea was winding down. I was in the Navy, but not for long. My enlistment was due to expire in ten days. We had been at sea for more than two months and the crew was thirsty for booze and horny for women. As the ship passed under the Golden Gate Bridge, entering San Francisco Bay, we lined the rails, happy to see the United Sta...
I woke, with a start as a bucket of ice cold water had been unceremoniously dumped over my head. I gasped from the cold and shock. Shaking off the excess water, I could see Mr Nakamura standing in front of me motionless, a Ken do sword in one hand; prone in front of his face, black eyes boring into my very soul. His face revealed nothing. He wore a black and...
Lying in bed with my first lover's cock still deep in my ass, I awoke to a new life and a million questions I didn't have the answers for. Less than a week before I hadn't ever been alone with or even kissed a man. Then, my progression to this state was fast and furious, and I couldn't be happier if it occurred any other way. Transforming myself from an alph...
"Is one of those male figure skaters down there your son?" She knew damn well that one was my son—and which one; the other one was her son. Gail Culbertson didn't know me from Adam, I'm sure, because she was East Coast U.S. and I was homed in Japan. And my son had left the circuit with an injury before hers appeared at Nationals and then went out with injur...