Pecs, located on University Ave in San Diego did not betray it's status as a gay bar when seen from outside. A green awning over a plain front door created the impression that it could be a biker joint. For someone seeking camaraderie without betraying preference it could be the perfect place to visit. Inside was a different scene altogether. A friendly cli...
The first day of my college experience, I was eighteen. Because of the Advanced Placement programs at my high school I was entering the college world with my Freshman year already done. That meant no freshman hazing. No last picks for classes. No stupid Freshman only rules. It was gonna be great. I decided not to join a fraternity until I got into the flow...
Elliot's Point of View For as long as I can remember anxiety has ever been present in life and now at the age of twenty-three, I still struggled with it. Awkwardness and weirdness followed me daily, yet inclusivity made me happy. I was grateful for the few friends in my life. They were aware of my extreme shyness and have accepted me fully. They stopped try...
I had never thought I was gay. I've always been crazy about girls, always attracted to them, obsessed with porn involving women. The only time men turned me on was in the pictures with the women, but it was always the female bodies that made me hard. Nobody who knows me would ever think I was anything but very heterosexual. Since I was a kid I always had a...
I missed Kells. Which was darkly amusing in the level of bizarre that statement really was. We had barely gotten to know one another, been on one real date. It might have been more truthful to say I missed the idea of him, but even so, I missed what I did know about him. I missed his eyes and how they looked at me. I missed his sultry voice calling me Joshy,...
Author's Note I want to apologize for the chapter taking so long. I was out of town for most of July and didn't have easy access to a word processor or the internet. I also want to apologize for those of you who have emailed me. I had forgotten that I created a new email account tied directly to my Literotica profile; I thought I had used my regular email....
Chapter Twenty-Five -- Blue Pill, Red Pill "Are we playing mime?" Carter was the first to speak again, seeing that the other was busy expressing his outrage just by standing there, petrified, with an expression of absolute horrified surprise on his perfect face. Alex scrunched his nose and pulled the chair brusquely, taking a seat without being invited to...
Jeremy meticulously tongued the remnants of cum from the slowly subsiding arched, white, big-headed dick still quivering in the afterglow of the morning blow job to which I commonly enjoyed awakening. "I think I'll hike down to get groceries," he garbled, "that pasta recipe I mooched from Andre last week has been on my mind and it sounds good for the dinner...
Sunlight played peekaboo through the blinds and woke Benji from the best sleep he'd ever known. He opened his eyes and breathed deeply. His eyes adjusted to the bright light and he looked around the strange bedroom he found himself in. He noticed a fuzzy pink sweater draped over the back of a chair in the corner of the room. There was also a pair of yello...
The one regret that changed everything. It was eight o'clock in the morning and the contractors were back to work, filling my house with the obnoxious noise of renovations. I crumpled my pillow into a ball and shoved my face into it as I let out a frustrated cry. Lately, I'd been spending most nights with Aaron since my house is basically nothing but bones...