"Come on pisshead, you've had enough," he joked affectionately as he supported me out of the bar and out onto the cold street. "I think it's time for home." Freddy was right, I had had enough and it was indeed time for home. He hailed a taxi and I slumped into the back seat next to him, our legs touching. We had agreed earlier that he would stay at mine s...
Even though I am a little long in the tooth, my cock is in good shape. Not ten inches long, but it still fires like a NASA missile, with a few rare exceptions as when a missile explodes off target or veers off into outer space and is never seen again. No missile is perfect. Often, I feel a certain long and low pulsation back behind my sizable balls that mos...
What I used to believe was a vulgar and depraved lifestyle ended up changing my life completely around. I'm 31 years old, and have been straight as an arrow since adolescence. I'm your average looking white man, nothing to really brag about, yet never had any complaints from the few women I've shared a bed with. I have a slightly big build, and a gut on me t...
Bryce was just the cutest guy Morgan had ever seen. The first time he whizzed past him on the ice it was like watching a vision of beauty come to life. Bryce had grace and elegance in his skating. His smooth cheeks had a red blush to them and from the look in his eyes he was lost in his own world, skating on his own planet. Morgan felt like an elephant or h...
I found myself staring at a complete stranger in the bathroom mirror across from me. Stunned face, cloth in hand, I saw the mess that was both identical to myself and unrecognizable at the same time. Some of Jack's cum was still present. Chin still wet with spit. "Let's see," I thought to myself. "In less than 24 hours I was not only seduced by my best fri...
I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this. When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of m...
I was drawn from a deep sleep by my wife, Sarah, as my heavy eyes tried to pull me into reality. "What? What?" I managed woozily. My wife's nudging stopped and she said, "Someone's pounding on the door." I glanced at the clock, the only light in the pitch-black bedroom. "It's 2:30 in the fucking morning," I hissed in aggravation. "See who it is, but don...
This story is a collaboration with my editor William Burroughs (Literotica name). William and I thought it would be fun to write a story via email. William wrote the part of Paul, and I wrote Henry. Hope you enjoy, and always we would love your comments. "Art Center" is a work of fiction, and unfortunately is not autobiographical. ***** Paul: Seduction i...
As Benji had an understanding with Bruce, he had to become Sisco's lab partner. Just after break one day, he rushed back to class after having spent the last ten minutes on his knees and his mouth full of Bruce's dick. He walked in the class with everybody already sat, hoping a little nervously that no one could tell that he had just been busy giving someone...
When I started chatting with and mailing letters and stories to him, it was just fun sexy electronic play. We talked about everything. Most of the time it was real hot and we’d both cum to the stories and chats. Then after about three months of this we began making suggestions to meet each other. I live and work in Long Beach. Jerry lives in Cleveland....