It's been years now since they vanished, but I still miss the Craigslist personals. Sure, they were filled with fakes, phonies and pic collectors. Even if you managed to hook up through one there was no guarantee that you'd actually have a good time. Once in a great while, though, answering an ad could lead to a unique, unforgettable encounter. Or more than...
I was only in for thirty days, and then not because of something I'd actually done. My buddy Phil had left drugs in my car, and the cops found them when they stopped me because I was driving a little too fast when I pulled away from a country beer hall they were staking out. I should have known better. I was only nineteen, and I shouldn't have been in that b...
FOREWORD During 2002, Literotica.com challenged volunteer writer's to create stories for as many story categories as possible. This chapter is part of a novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a number of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I'll be submitting chapters into at least 17 different story catego...
Wednesday, December 21st, 1988 Kyle picked up the dishes from the supper table as Mike pulled on his leather jacket and boots. Kyle heard the zip of the jacket and then felt Mike come behind him, wrapping his bear arms around. Mike softly nuzzled. "So you're off for a week?" Mike asked. Kyle nodded happily, nuzzling the furry paws. "I'm going to be tidy...
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. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may inspire new work, please feel free to contact me - all E-mails will be answered to the best of my ability. End of Chapter 28 I think he might even...
As I lay in my hotel room, 400 miles from home, my minds wanders from the pundits opining on the television. My mind wanders to a time many years ago, before life and responsibility had imposed their grip on my soul. I grew up in Derry, a small town about 20 miles from Wichita, Kansas, Derry is your typical rural community; big on football season and farmi...
What they say is true - sometimes, when you get exactly what you want, you have no idea what to do with it. This, unbelievably, was the subject of my thoughts as my roommate Tim's beautiful cock sprang free of his shorts, dangling mere inches away from my face. I should probably back up and give you some context there. ***** My freshman year of college ha...
[Author's Note: The events in this story follow those in the first chapter of Close To The Phone and A Turn For The Strange, both available here on Literotica. Reading them first is not necessary, but may enhance your understanding of the characters and events herein.] A photocopied journal article about insect population and rainfall lay across my knee....
*** Jesse is a twenty-two year old university student living in a flat just out of town, where trucks fly by every day. His fatal mistake is pranking his girlfriend, leading her to throw him out the door one morning... nekkid. *** "Let me back in!" I smashed on the door, but Luce just laughed. She thought she was fucking hilarious, shoving me out on the...
This might have been 1972 in San Francisco but out here in rural Averill Park it might as well have been 1930. There may have been gay guys my age around, but if there were they kept it to themselves like it did. A couple of weeks ago my Mom let me take the car into the big city, which in our case was Albany, New York. That gives you an idea of what Averill...