These events actually happened, to me, in England, quite some time ago. This is an abridged version of a much longer account I wrote some time ago. It is fully copyrighted. * * * I'm not going to begin this story where it should begin, with me being sent off to Ranleigh at the age of eleven. Going on twelve. Ranleigh School is quite obscure, but it's sim...
This is a homoerotic story set in an imaginary sultanate called Ras al Shahar located in the south of the Arabian Peninsula. The time is the late ninth century AD and the story starts in the year 870, some three hundred years after the birth of Mohammed, the Prophet of Islam. The place and characters are entirely a figment of the author's imagination whose o...
Chapter 1 "Do you know that guy?" "Huh?" My friend Andrew lifted his chin in the direction of the corner. "Don't look yet, but there's a guy over there who keeps looking this way. He keeps looking at you like he's trying to place you." "Really? Is he hot?" "He's not bad," Andrew nodded judiciously with his eyes over my shoulder. "Could use a shave, bu...
This is the first story that I have written in the first person narrative for Literotica. And that is because this is the first story that is absolutely true and without embellishment, as it comes directly out of my own sex life. Besides the names, nothing, and I do mean absolutely nothing else has been changed. I obtained permission from all parties inv...
Sorry folks. This chapter moves the story along (I hope) but there's no sex. I'm leaving it in the "Gay Male" category because that is the category that fits the entire story best. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. ============= For the second time in his life, Matt wakes up lying next to another man. Liam presses hard up against his back and his soft snores...
[Most of the characters in this story have appeared in my previous stories, but you do not need to have read them. This is my first story written in the third person. It tells of two gay couples and an Italian boy who is in search of love and adventure in the English university city of Camford. As usual with my stories, some places and institutions are real,...
**Happy New Years everyone! Chapter 3 is a very important chapter, so be sure to stick around and enjoy reading it! ***** ***Reggie I took one long breath and leaped off the edge of the rock. Time seemed to swirl around me as the wind lightly whistled in my ears. I closed my eyes as I continued in free fall for what seemed like forever. Soon after my jump...
This series is a sequel to my earlier "Wrangler Butts" series. While this is written as an independent series some things will be clearer if you've read the earlier series first. Darrin woke to Mitch's panicked shouts and the sight of their bedroom walls painted red from a horizon engulfed in fire. Still trying to completely comprehend what was happening...
We flew in from London with a stop in Miami. My mother went to find the other wedding guests. I'd never been to the Caribbean before - this was years ago, I was eighteen - and to walk out from the hotel onto the dazzling, mile-long curve of Isla Verde beach was a magic moment, an unforgettable first impression. There was an hour or so of daylight left. I c...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...