This is a fantasy that involves male-on-male action and forced sex. If you're not into that please move on. It isn't meant to be a great work of literature, it's meant to be a silly fantasy of mine. I've been in rural Iowa for the last few months working in a temporary office for my firm and it's been an adjustment. The food, the weather, the people; eve...
"Mr. Winterberry wants to see you in the back cabin, Paulo." Paulo Pulido unbuckled his seatbelt and gave a sigh. He was pretty sure he knew what came next. At least, though, perhaps the head of the Agency's special unit, informally known as the candy store, might shed some light on where they were going and why. At the moment they were approaching altitude...
This story is loosely based on some real experiences I had in Western Australia in the period 1977 to 1981. I say 'loosely' because time has blurred my memory, but it's essentially all true though the chronology may be a bit out of order. In late 1977 I moved from rural North Queensland to Perth in Western Australia. Its a very isolated place, thousands of...
"What? Studying on a beautiful Sunday morning?" Caught by surprise, Matt slipped the letter into the center drawer of his dorm desk and looked up at the door to see that his sometimes roommate, Perry Fitzhugh, was standing in the open doorway, dressed to the nines in his polo outfit. Matt hadn't even known what a polo outfit was—high leather boots rising to...
They had first met in an insurgent camp outside Yogyakarta in the Indonesian jungle, far from their own country of the Philippines. In the Philippines there was little chance that they would have met, especially while the Americans were still there in force, but even in more recent years when the government had been weak and taken up with internal squabbling...
This is a true story and I have decided to remain true to the actual events as best I can remember them. ***** I have always had voyeur tendencies. Not exclusively, but for as long as I can remember I have always gotten very excited at the sight of sexual activity. There were some good friends of our family that I always knew as "Uncle Bill" and "Aunt J...
I had been checking out the gay chat sites, when I met a guy named Ryan. He said he wanted companionship and was a half hour from where I live. He gave me his address and I drove over to his place. It ended up it was a trailer out in a rural part of the country. I pulled in and was met at the door by Ryan. Ryan turned out to be a sexy guy. He was tall and t...
Jeff stared at the workstation with curiosity, his heart beating rapidly with each new erotic discovery. He was traveling down a road that needed traveling; taking a trip long overdue. For years, he lived to convey the image into which so many had boxed him. A great husband, perfect Dad, loyal friend, competent co-worker. Totally masculine, adorable at 40,...
Apparently, word on me had gotten out very quickly! I moved with my mom to a much smaller town than where I had grown up. Dad had been gone for years, but mom had a great job and we lived in a nice home. She came home from work one day and told me that her company was transferring her to a different unit and that we would have to move. I didn't want to, bu...
I'm in the military stationed in Italy. I live in a quiet, rural farm community "away from it all" as some would say. So nothing much happens around here that would be worth talking about, let alone writing to Literotica about. There are about 10 old mining lakes a half mile from my house and I frequently ride my bicycle around them. An eventful bike ride ju...