Chapter Six -Atlas and Company The next day I could hardly walk. My ass was really sore and my whole body felt bruised. I decided to stay in bed and cancelled my classes. I had a long hot bath and went back to sleep waking up at around 11, to the sound of the butt plug. buzzing in my bag on the floor beside my bed. Damn, I couldn't possibly. I sat on the e...
It was an uninspiring entrance. All there was to indicate the location was a metal grill in a cement brick wall between shop windows. No sign, no indication of what lay behind the secure doorway, no target for those prejudice fools who inhabit every society. I pushed the metal door and it opened, a bell sounded it's electronic warning above my head somewhere...
This story contains BDSM and bondage material please do not continue to read if you do not like that kind of thing. Thank you for reading, comments and ratings are appreciated. * "What's this?" Michael fingered the odd shaped toy; it was cool to touch and made of red rubber, with a wide bottom, a cord from the bottom and a wireless control next to it. "It...
(Although it features hardcore scenes, this novella is meant to be a plot-driven character study, exploring the dynamics in male intergenerational sex) CHAPTER 4 It was a cold Saturday morning in early January, as Rolf walked out of his home in Nacka on his way to the city centre. It had snowed heavily during the night, and at almost 9 AM, the sun had just...
After Bobby Joe had fucked me up against a tree, he and Maurice went over to a picnic table then, and I just watched as Maurice rolled another condom on Bobby Joe's rising cock and they slowly aroused each other to the point where Bobby Joe laid Maurice on his back on the picnic table and held his legs up and out from his body, as he pumped away inside the g...
My vertical ash wood dresser in the Victorian window. It is not easy to find a gay plumber, but they do exist. I flipped through the yellow pages and fanned my blushing face. I just wanted the odds of it. They were good. With twenty-six local plumbers listed. I called Eric. "Do you know any gay plumbers?" I said. "What is going on?" Eric said. "Nothing g...
After my wife died the house was so empty. Most of the time it was okay. I went to work and didn't think about it. I ate dinner out, came home and watched TV until late. But there was no one to share my bed at night, and the weekends were long and lonely. In a way it was good, because I started being more friendly to people, just to have someone to talk t...
After Jeffrey's breathing returned to normal and his cock began to soften, he laughed and told me to continue to keep his cock in my mouth. "After all," he continued, "you are still tied up and rather at my mercy wouldn't you say?" I managed a "mmmppphh!" and nodded. I, too, was enjoying the moment. We remained like that for a few minutes—me tied hand an...
Chapter 5: Smells Like Fish Adam sighed as he looked up at the black ceiling, resting his head on his hands. For the 7th night in the row, he hasn't been able to sleep. He didn't need to check his cellphone to know it must be after 5am by now. The first week is always the hardest to deal with. He keeps thinking about Merrick, how long it's going to be...
Authors note: this story is mostly fiction. It's a fantasy, except for the middle part. This is my first attempt at a Literotica story. * This is the story of how I went to a massage parlour for a blowjob and got something quite different. I'm an average looking guy, about average height for a fellow in his mid thirties. I have an average job; I'm a parale...