I'd met Marco, a curious straight boy and Robert, a stern older man, at a party at my friend Carlo's place. I'd given Marco a blow job after the party and the next Robert had fucked me and pissed down my throat, then left me tied up with a butt plug up my ass while he went out bar hopping with Carlo. He left me feeling incredibly frustrated and horny as he...
*** This is the first story I have published. Please feel free to leave feedback and constructive criticism as it will help me if I decide to write more in the future. * Let me start by introducing myself. Hi, I'm Ben and I am writing about this recent experience because it has given me a lot of pleasure replaying it in my mind and I would like others to...
Somewhere in Upstate New York, in the fall of 1978. ******* Chapter One: Mom's boyfriend. As was my custom each Saturday night, I made my way down the hallway toward my mother's bedroom after her light went out. Being quiet on my feet certainly helped in this situation, and as I stood on the other side of the door, I leaned against the wood while waiting...
I became the sex slave of two big-cocked masters in Bangkok. Not simultaneously. Neither would have acceded to shared control. But one after the other. I tried to fight them off initially, but once they had nailed me to the quick and bathed me in their cum, I went docile and let them do whatever they wanted with me. I was not a promiscuous submissive—well,...
Amazon I had the oddest feeling as I left the restaurant and crossed the crushed gravel of the small parking lot and drank in the rich earth smell of the city. It was diesel fumes and shit, I thought, and decay. Everything here on this big town on the river with the canals- klongs, they call them- would return to mold and earth if left alone. And of course...
This is a slow build kind of story. Read Tanners and the Banker's Boy for a background on the main character, and also for a very sexual story. The seventh day market was possibly the most obnoxious event in the town. Charles the Younger had been stuck in the crowd for the better part of an hour, guiding his horse anywhere there was an opening and shooing...
A few words of explanation to start off with. This story was originally written as a serial on my blog, and I've compressed about a quarter of it into this first installment. The nice part of that? No hideously long waits for the next part! It's the least I can do. The story itself is a spinoff of a previous story of mine posted on Literotica, entitled Bond...
Chapter 13 - A Killer Christmas. December 25, 1986 - 0325 I awoke In my burgundy pajamas refreshed, re-energized, and very hungry. I don't know how I got out of my clothes and into pajamas. I had a feeling Naser had something to do with it. There was a Polaroid photo on Tam's dresser mirror frame. I walked to the dresser, the photo it was a picture of m...
Note to Readers: This story includes gay sex. If this offends you, or you are under legal age, don't read it. It was autumn; the trees by the highway were like enormous explosions of brilliant color. My friend Tim was happily rubbernecking as we drove out into the country. Fortunately, I didn't need his help navigating. This was extremely familiar territory...
Chapter 22. In which our hero enjoys an afternoon delight. It is Sunday afternoon and the last lap of the race has just started. Two of my teammates are behind me and we are in the lead group of twenty or so. Our sprinter is the last in line. My job is to keep us near but not at the front until we are within the last mile before the finish line. My legs...