"Sorry, kid. Looks like you drew the short straw this time." 'Gio' Maggio glumly hoisted his weekend travel bag and placed it in the overhead storage next to a ragged guitar case. He sighed despondently as he stared at the questionable amount of space available in the last open seat next to the kid sitting at the back of the Greyhound Bus as it pulled out a...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ***** THE SWIM TEAM, PART I - THE POOL It was summer. Classes at the university had ended only a week ago, and Dennis had finally made it back to his hometown. With no plans for work-he had failed to secure an internship in the city like his father had wanted-...
Jesse felt both out of place and excited when he walked into the men's locker room. To celebrate his 20th birthday, his parents splurged on a cruise for the three of them. Okay, it was heavily discounted and his parents also had wanted to go on a cruise for a while, but the gesture was definitely there. It was his first cruise ever, and he could tell that...
I had lots of friends growing up in Boston; there was so much to do. Yet, my two best friends were Rocky and Todd. We were the Three Musketeers. We were always together. With only three channels to watch, channels 4, 5, and 7, until they developed and aired channels 38 and 56, we never stayed in to watch television. We were always out playing. We all had n...
--- Darren Business was going well, and private life even better. I actually wanted to talk Amelia first for once, before she asked questions. I told her about the weekend, as vaguely as possible. The sex, as amazing as it had been, wasn't what I really wanted to discuss. "He said that he loves me." Her brows were almost at her hairline. "And you love h...
(Authors Note: This is the 8th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03, Ch04. Best wishes to everyone for a Merry Christmas!) Time marched on. Charles and I had been together for ten years and had flown to Aspen for a combination anniversary/Thanksgiving ski trip. We were staying a...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ********** THE SWIM TEAM, PART VI - OLD FRIENDS Dennis was petrified, frozen in place with nowhere to go and nothing to say. The only thing that moved was his dick, which shriveled up smaller than it ever had before. His eyes were locked on his father, but Bill...
Ever since I was little, I always admired police officers. Strong men in powerful uniforms, maintaining order... I suppose you could call it an obsession. By the time I turned eighteen, I already decided that this was the kind of career I needed to pursue. It was my destiny. Unfortunately, three more years were to come before I could make this dream come tru...
As Ted Biondi looked at the young man through the peephole of the motel room he was staying in, the 57 year old salesman enjoyed the gawky kid's fidgeting as he seemed to be trying to summon up enough courage to knock on the door. He certainly looked like a geek, which was what Ted had him figured for when they spoke on the phone after Ted had read his ad o...
This is the first story I wrote for Literotica, and after 10,000 reads, its time to edit it a little... so here goes. Please feel free to comment or share your similar experiences. This story is true, as are all my stories so far, drawn from a time when I was one goddam randy kid. I did not, at the time, think that I was much different from anyone else, but...