Notes for the Reader This is my second submission to Literotica. This story is intended as the first tale in a series describing the sexual experiences of a young man through University and his relationship with a hedonistic family with whom he becomes more than acquainted. There are some elements of my real experiences woven into the series but overall it...
A brand new story after a long time...All reader feedback is welcome...Enjoy! R.B. My wife and me used to own a massage studio in the center of New York. During the last months of 2005 business wasn't going very well and there was always great tension between us. This tension had a strong influence on our sex life, which had become a rarity. There were cons...
I sat in a table as close to the shadows of the bar as I could and turned the business card over and over in my hands. What the fuck did I have to do with a lawyer named James Gleason? Or, rather, what did he have to do with me? Sitting in the shadows in this sort of bar proved not to be a good idea. Before Gleason showed up, I had to turn away—politely, I...
Malta, 1815 Billy woke in the late evening and reached over beside him to find the bed empty. He looked over to the French doors out onto the garden on the cliff overlooking Malta's Valetta harbor, with its vast array of ships' masts in view beyond the edge of the garden. He sat up on the side of the bed, opened the drawer of the nightstand, and took out a...
Jeff had been on the road for 5 hours, only stopping once for gas. It was a 9 hour drive from where he was staying to get back home. He'd been traveling for business and this time it was just easier to drive. He didn't mind driving long distances - for the most part the time alone to think was welcomed. And he got to avoid all the crap that comes with air tr...
We proudly present the second part of the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. --- 0 --- The earnest literary critic can but conjecture about the state of mind of the author of the sad and perverse...
My boss, Byron Powers, was a good looking black man who had risen through the ranks of company much faster than anyone before. He ran marathons, worked out on a regular basis (he even had a portable gym in his office) and and as far as I know had his fill of all the pussy he could ever desire. I liked Mr. Powers. He had an easy going manner and his employe...
Please consider sending some positive feedback. I'm amazed how few out of the thousands that read these stories either vote or comment. Thanks! And, if there just happens to be an Asian male reader, I'd especially love your thoughts! ------------------------------------- Surprisingly, I didn't see Tan for a few days and I was in agony because of it. I had...
Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the Internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect other's privacy, and mine, and also because they don't matter, but otherwise I will try to be as accurate and truthful as possible. After my first e...
I had repressed feelings for my college roommate before I came to terms with my being gay. I came out my last semester after we had both made other rooming arrangements. Knowing him to be very open-minded, we remained on friendly terms, but I did not have the stamina to reveal my feelings for him. Many of my gay friends and ex-lovers marveled at his slim str...