This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
As Brad walked down the streets of the Interracial Love section with Kevin, he noticed a black man frozen in place. "Kevin, why is that man not moving?" "Oh, that's what happens when an Author pulls a George R.R. Martin and doesn't update his or her stories in a while." Kevin pointed left. "That way leads to the Anal section. The Maxwell version of 'This W...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the usual discl...
As we stood looking around at the crowd, the television crews arrived. Out they came from their mobile cocoons. Pushing, shoving and literally stampeding anyone that got in their way or treading on couples that were otherwise engaged on the ground. They arrived as one and pushed the microphones in my face. "What have you done?" "Who are you?" "What is yo...
It had all been going so well for Captain Asante and his team, locating this planet called BL9 in the middle of a black hole somewhere, nobody really knew where, but his navigasearchers had managed it. And they had landed and met with no hostility. In fact they had been welcomed into the Presidential Palace, which was where they were now. Then, after some p...
Tuesday-Wednesday, 4-12 April, Richmond to Just North of Danville, Virginia The men in the train had barely settled down, a bit more than two hours after they had cleared through the skirmishes at Manchester, across the James River from Richmond, and headed west along the river bank, before they pulled off on a siding in a forest near the town of Goochland....
"Mr. Winterberry wants to see you in the back cabin, Paulo." Paulo Pulido unbuckled his seatbelt and gave a sigh. He was pretty sure he knew what came next. At least, though, perhaps the head of the Agency's special unit, informally known as the candy store, might shed some light on where they were going and why. At the moment they were approaching altitude...
The incessant distant beeping was the only sound he could hear, echoing in the empty silence around him. Focusing on the rhythmic electronic ticks, he tried finding its source, trying to approach the sound. He set his mind to the task, to find the source of the sound, pin pointing its direction and heading towards it. As it got louder and clearer, he start...
An Imaginary Homoerotic Tale By Jason Land * FOREWORD This is a sequel to my earlier story: "Gay Sex for Gregory", which was posted on the Literotica website on 09/19/2015 (September 19 2015). Whilst the present story and can be read as stand-alone tale, I would recommend my readers, first to read the earlier story, "Gay Sex for Gregory" as it will make...
This is a sequel to my story in Transsexuals & Crossdressers, 'Rush', but reading that probably isn't that necessary to understanding this. ~ When one of the Delta U seniors had texted Matt that morning to let him know that the pledges next task would take place this afternoon, and it would involve streaking the campus, with the fastest finishers winning t...