Brother / Sister/Slave, ("TML") November 1970 "Good loving & Good Scourging" The story of a MASTER and his slave! WOW, "it" finally happened!!! I had had my first sex, and it was with a fellow brother monk in the monastery. It was great. I always imagined having my "first time" with a sexy gal, but nonetheless my first sex was great! I often fantasize and...
This story is entirely 100% fiction. I have never been there. OLD DOGS, NEW TRICKS The agreed time was between noon and 12:15. I checked in around 11:30 without any complications, using a credit card that came directly to my office. Very nervous would accurately describe my state of mind. We had been exchanging emails several times a week for the past mo...
My thanks to Scouries, who gave me the idea and the impetus to write this story for the Literotica Summer Lovin' Contest. * "Pauletta, you're such a twink," his friend, Leonard told the young gay man one Friday night in June while they were standing at the bar in The Purple Knight, their favorite hangout in San Francisco's Castro District. "I know that,...
I remember my first time with a girl, I had met her through a friend and it was nice, but I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. It was always like that. I had a lot of trouble in high school "hooking up" with girls. I also remember another night when I felt like I was stuck going to a dance with this girl - disastrous night; long story short, I w...
Chapter Three: The Darkest Hour When Michael came to, he was still being carried by the hands of more than one ruffian. The dulling of the sensitivity to his eyes told him that they had entered a darkened area—cool, and damp. The contrast with the dry heat of the Cairo streets, even at night, seemed incongruous to him unless, of course, they were somewhere...
I awoke at dawn still in the arms of the Knight. I had expected him to be gone upon waking, but there he was, holding me close. I squirmed in his grasp to push myself closer to him, feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath he took. I stared at him for a while before drifting back to sleep. I woke up again to feel Ser Aiden's lips on mine, gentle an...
NOTE: This is my entry in the Literotica Winter Holiday Contest. I hope you enjoy it and vote accordingly and post your opinion after reading it. * The Purple Knight, by far the best gay bar in the world in Paul's opinion, was preparing to put on a big New Year's Eve bash for their regular patrons, and anybody else who wanted to join in the fun. He was re...
Warning: This story contains graphic act of violence, gore and extreme fetish such as ball busting. If you cannot tolerate those acts, please do not proceed and choose another story Prologue Arc: Mend my Riven The night was a mixture of crimson and purple, as if the night was day. Roars and screams of hundreds of men can be heard as the battle continued. L...
It was no secret things had been hard for Tori and Max and it was no secret the reason why. He had left his lucrative private equity job to start a restaurant. The loss of income (and 75% of their savings) had taken its toll. After several consecutive months of draining money, Tori went to work at a local coffeeshop to make some extra cash. She didn't love t...
Chapter 48: Indirect Syrinx hums as she ran the brush in her hair in front of the mirror. She smiles at the purple highlights in her dark red hair, just freshly dried from dying it. She sings a wordless hymn as she puts down the brush, and her delicate hands plucked up a couple of violet crystalline earrings. Her melody continues, even as she hears the foo...