I was driving to confront the parents of Jake Jones, my son Billy's bully. Since freshman year Jake had tormented my son, but the school made minimal effort to do anything since Jake was a star athlete and the son of a wealthy donor. Graduation was a week away but I had decided enough was enough. I won't lie though, I was nervous. I'm a passive, skinny man...
Dear Readers, As promised, here's Chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it, and as always, I'm happy to hear what you think. All these stories are just kind of me toying around with different stuff. And, to give credit for what is used in this story so I'm in compliance with Literotica's submission guidelines... The song lyrics featured in part of this chapter are fr...
I picked up my phone just as I did every morning to shut off my alarm – I briefly considered throwing it out my window. I didn't move for ten minutes. "Better get up," I said to myself. I had too much to do to waste time staying in bed. I did all the morning usuals – coffee, breakfast, bathroom, and off to start the day. I grabbed my gym bag and headed out...
"Fuck!" David exclaimed as he unpacked our suitcase. "What's wrong love?" "I left the extra blankets at home on the table," he said with anger still in his voice. "Don't worry babe, I'll keep you warm, besides what's better than body heat?" I said in a devilish tone. He cracked a smile and went back to unpacking our things. We had just come from my pare...
This was a short story request by one of my readers. He wanted a short story to accompany the male version of the picture "A Good Bedroll" by the artist InCase. While I am a bisexual writer and I have written gay scenes before, this is my very first fully gay male story. I quite enjoyed writing this sappy tale. I hope you enjoy reading it. ***** "You are a...
Just when I thought that nothing would happen, on the thirteenth day after my trip to Birmingham, a text arrived at around 8.30 pm saying "Hope to see you at 6.30 pm tomorrow at the same place or will contact as previously notified." This was a veiled threat that to anyone else would have appeared innocuous. A further message arrived shortly after saying "J...
Chris knew it could have been worse. His roommate could have been messier, louder, more rude. The kinds of things his friends all complained about. Instead, he complained about Tyler. Tyler, who walked around in his underwear with the window wide open so everyone could see. Tyler, who stared at him while he got dressed and made comments. Who kicked Chris out...
If I didn't get a good fuck in before tomorrow evening, Tonya and I would be out of the medals for sure. We'd come to the Paris Grand Prix with good hopes of standing on the platform, but my timing was all off in the twists and throws we'd attempted in our practice session tonight, and I knew it was because I was so jittery from not getting my rocks off sinc...
Alex looked thinner than usual. Paler too. In the three years we had been friends, I had never seen him look so ill. He was always a skinny one, but he was big on nutrition and kept a healthy vegetarian diet. And now I could see his bones, his hip bones suspending his now loose jeans around his body. I hadn't seen him in the studio all week either. No ca...
I woke, with a start as a bucket of ice cold water had been unceremoniously dumped over my head. I gasped from the cold and shock. Shaking off the excess water, I could see Mr Nakamura standing in front of me motionless, a Ken do sword in one hand; prone in front of his face, black eyes boring into my very soul. His face revealed nothing. He wore a black and...