It had been about a week since Ed had picked me up at Junior's. Or, I had "allowed" Ed to pick me up, or I had sought him out, or whatever. Literally for two days afterwards it felt like my intestines had been rearranged. My anal cavity felt like a cavern. I was wondering if he'd done permanent damage to my ass. I wondered how all those porn stars do it all...
It was an overstatement to say Garland could tolerate my friends. My camp friends he loved, my more intelligent friends not so much. He detested one friend in particular, a gay guy of twenty four named Gideon. It wasn't the fact that Gideon was exactly like me that bothered him, nor the fact that Gideon's appearance cleverly matched mine, with black hair to...
This is a true story that I experienced recently. I just wanted anyone who reads this to know that I didn't make this up for fantasy. This did happen. First off, let me tell you that I'm a pretty normal guy when it comes to jacking off. I tend to jack off whenever and wherever I feel horny. And I do mean anywhere (once jacked off in my company's bathroom)....
A hundred thoughts went through my mind, while Smith held my lower lips down and slowly started massaging my crotch. What am I supposed to do? Why is he doing this? Isn't he married? Will I be able to escape from here? But the most important thought that kept lingering was -- How the hell am I getting a boner? Am I gay? "You look ripe and delicious, I'm gla...
The rest of that evening was a blur. Somehow we cleaned up, dressed and - separately - left the bathroom. I returned to my table, managed to pay the bill before gathering up my stuff and leaving. I left without seeing him again and walked back to my hotel in a frantic daze. The room was spinning as I threw myself back on the bed. What had I done? My first t...
The premise of this story, is that after the match, the losing team provides sexual satisfaction to the winning side. Previous chapters are on Literotica. ***** I was certainly a little nervous about returning to work a few hours after sucking most of my colleagues in a hotel bedroom behind a gloryhole constructed from a vandalised hotel duvet. I had swal...
As soon as he came all over the cowboy's warm washboard belly, Scott's good sense returned to rip him a new one. The last thing he needed was to get involved with some closeted, macho asshole. That was the old Scott, the one he was bound to leave behind in Stillwater, who let his dick do the thinking when confronted with a pretty face. He was losing the acce...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. Sitting on the ground with some privacy granted by the picket fence, John seemed to be resting comfortably, snoring lightly, but not loudly enough to attract the attention of anyone passing by. I hadn't seen or heard anything more from Bert and his girl, whom I suspected might ver...
Matt's POV: Going back to the apartment was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Sure, the scene with James and then Paul was one of the hottest of my life, but it was wrong. Or, more correctly, they were wrong to have taken advantage of me and I was wrong to have submitted to them. I had become so used to obeying Tan that I had lost my will to questio...
It was weird, I can't quite explain it, the feeling I felt when I woke up in the middle of the night. I don't know if it was a dream or what, but I was lying there on my back, staring at the ceiling with an incredible urge to suck dick. I honestly couldn't recall where this feeling came from. I hadn't been watching porn, it hadn't been an extended period of...