Grady showed up a little after breakfast, his fishing pole and tackle box in hand. Together we checked out the little fishing cabin and determined it would make for an excellent hook-up spot. I made a mental note to put some clean sheets on the bunk beds and give the place a good cleaning. Again, we exchanged blow jobs. This time, I learned to stimulate th...
[This is chapter 1 of a five-chapter completed novella, to be finished posting 8 August 2020.] June, 1864, Wellington Place plantation, on the James River, between Richmond and Williamsburg, Virginia It was no surprise that there would be changes—and probably not for the best—when James Matthew's brother, John, arrived from Mississippi to take up the inher...
Ever since I can remember I had fantasised about touching another man's cock. I suppose I was bi-curious, mostly straight but with a definite curious streak as to what it would be like to have a cock in my hand, or in my mouth – or just to play around with. I didn't even think I was too bothered about getting anything much in return and I certainly didn't fa...
Since the doctor gave me the thumbs up to go back to work as soon as I felt comfortable, I decided to see who my sub in the band was tonight. Not that I'm worried or anything. I was irreplaceable. It's just that the band, Failing Upward, was my life. While the flower shop centered me, the band excited me. It was important to have enthusiasm in life. I couldn...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: All characters in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older. Thanks to all of the readers who have sent me feedback and left comments, it's all been great. I really appreciate it, and it helps motivate me to write and post more. So thanks, and keep them coming--just a few words is good, but more is always appreciated :) ----- I took a...
"I should've just aborted you, you ungrateful little bastard." ~Linda Wilkinson to eleven year old son Shane~ * February 4, 2011 "Taz likes them," Shane said for the sixth time since entering the stretch limousine. As expected, Rory had lit into him about his piercings. And since Taz's endorsement was the most persuasive argument Shane had working in his...
Here is my first attempt at a story. * * * * * "It's so hot!" I mumble to myself. I imagine eggs sunny side up in a frying pan sizzling away. Those damn commercials "this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs" (if no drugs are available, 105 degree heat will do just fine!). I'm stripped down to just my boxers, sprawled out on my bed, fan on full bl...
I know this has been long in coming out and thanks for everyone support, the nagging helped. I'll try to get the rest out as soon as possible. If you're not allowed to read this stuff, please don't … blah … I ain't getting into it, ya'll should know the rules by now. This chapter contains a memory from one of the characters being raped, so if...
This is the first part of a week long journey. Please provide feedback and let me know if you want me to post the next chapters. If not, no harm no foul. *************************** I awoke immersed in total darkness with a dull headache and a dry mouth. I could hear my wife sleeping soundly beside me in the big, king sized bed and I struggled to fill in t...
Author's Note: So, here's my second story submitted to Literotica. I had intended to write a follow-up to "Daddy's Girl," my first submission, but I had to get this one down first. It's based on personal experience and I've been 'itching' to put it down on paper. Hope you like it. The Chat Room Alex was bored. In fact, he felt his life was pretty boring. A...