"I can't believe the queen still bothers coming here. If I were him, I'd just stay home, milk this whole situation as much as possible." I put my face in my hands as I leaned on the lunch table. Arthur could be a real shit. Then again, when you're the quarterback you tend to get away with a little more than most people. It's not like anyone at the table tho...
My name is Atlas. I like freaks. You know, the people with funky haircuts, pale skin, piercings galore, and tattoos to boot. I've always been attracted to that type of person, so I became one. I dyed my hair black, shaved off all my body hair (eyebrows included), got some piercings... that sort of thing. Ever since the "transformation" I no longer feel shy....
Chapter 22 – Bring Home Bae It took all of five minutes from the time Cory and I got there to realize that we were home alone. It took less than one to get Cory under me on the couch, and even less than that to get him hard and panting. My hips rolled into him, grinding my cock against his. His arms and legs pulled me closer, bearing my weight into the c...
Steve was 18 years old and his parents had left for the weekend. Steve was a senior in high school and had been masturbating to gay porn since he had discovered it at 15 years of age. He knew he was submissive and wanted to have the experience of an older dominant male directing him in the ways of manly love. Steve had contacted a dominant male in his 40s...
I opened my eyes see that it was a beautiful day outside and also to the sound of Clive doing his morning laps in our outdoor pool. The light streaming in through the open balcony doors. I heard a ferry as it was making its way across the harbour from Circular Quay; carrying the many Aussies and tourists that, in my opinion, made Sydney a very liveable city....
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...
Bodie was a farm boy from North Carolina with big, weed-pulling fists that could thump the biggest of enemies into the ground. He was a sweet boy with docile blue eyes and a mean temper. He had never gotten an A in his life, but that didn't matter to Bodie because he had no plans to go to college this year. After school he'd work on his family's farm until t...
Chapter 2 -- Savior Reggie felt his body slam against the boy's lean frame as he wrapped his arms around him and threw them both out of the car's path. He turned himself as to catch the man and absorb the impact of the landing. His heard his trench coat tear against the pavement and winced slightly. After a moment of laying there he glanced down into his ar...
(This story is inspired by the work of a good friend. I thank her for the inspiration, and hope she'll be inclined to share her work as well, which was, in my opinion, far superior to the present piece. Thanks.) * * * * * James paused outside the kitchen, closing his eyes. The wonderful smell of cooking food met him, his mouth beginning to water. He coul...
5) August -- November It was a Tuesday in mid-August, about three weeks after Scott's birthday. Scott's dad had quietly retired ahead of schedule, and Scott was completely in charge of "The Garage" now. He was doing a good job, but was starting to get stressed about finding a replacement for his uncle, who was now talking more and more about retiring earlie...