Chief had first noticed him when they did the Smithson 4th of July parade. The young man was Hispanic with a dark complexion and jet black hair and dashing eyes, also, with an easy smile and a "gosh-died-and-gone-to-heaven" look as the fire trucks rolled by with the firemen all decked out in their firefighting equipment and hanging off the sides of the hook...
I close my eyes and inhale. Count to ten. Sounds and smells invade the world behind closed lids, polite and subtle, not like the constant blaring insistence of sight. The crisp metallic hum of the computer on the desk in front of me. Nearby, the steady, seductive rasp of pages turning--patient, smooth, the rate of a browser, not a page faster or slower li...
It would be an understatement to say that this story has been an emotional rollercoaster to write. Andy and Marcus are intense characters and there have been times during the writing process when I found myself too emotionally worn out by them to keep writing. I hope this last chapter doesn't move too quickly and that I have done these guys justice in tellin...
As I stood with the rain slowly soaking through my coat, I wondered not for the first time if coming out as gay might not have been such a good idea after all. If only I'd kept it to myself, I reasoned, then Siân would never have bullied me into going with her to the city's annual Pride festival. And then, instead of waiting outside in the rain for her to sh...
The first time Adrian and Jamie kissed was a total accident. A few weeks before, Jamie had decided it was time for him and Adrian to start a band, since, as he pointed out, they were eighteen and pretty soon would graduate from high school. "If we don't start a band," he pointed out in that Southern drawl of his, "we'll have to work for a living." Adrian d...
In my last story Danny wanted me to be a slut for him. It was an awesome experience and Danny was really great at making me feel the part, the way he swore and bossed me. And the way he shagged me like a rag doll. But Danny has many moods as I discovered when he said he would call me his girl Jackie - with the very tight ass and slender figure, wrapped in a...
Author's Note: Some may find my writing offensive. I write about stuff that really happens. Hard to believe sometimes. But, it's true. ======================== The Book Store at the Mall. ======================== I like to write about nasty sex. That was my entry into the sexual World at an early age and that's why I am like this today. Plenty of sex going...
My adventures at glory holes all took place in the 80's. That was the era of movies in Adult Bookstores – and glory holes in every store. It was before the AIDs/HIV era, and so there wasn't the health code issues that had them closed down. There may still be ABS's that have them but I haven't found any in a long time. Of course, I haven't been in one in a lo...
When we met in the crowded living room he was flanked by a big breasted blonde on each arm. It was a Halloween party. He was dressed as a doctor, in scrubs. The two blondes had their asses hanging out of white mini-skirts that came in the nurse costume packages at the Halloween super store. He smiled at me and gestued his head like I should cross the room to...
A couple of years ago I wrote a couple of stories for Literotica and told about my first and only gay encounter when I was 19 year old guy. I never had another until my wife passed away 18 months ago. My life changed and so did my wanting for gay sex. I was on a project and in Anchorage, Alaska and started out marching in the Gay pride parade. I started vi...