I arrived home at my normal 8:00 PM, after another long day at the office. Having recently divorced I always turn to my computer to check things out first, before deciding what to do for the evening. Checking my E mail messages I discovered one from a person who had read an earlier erotic story I had written and submitted to Literotica.com. “Hello StyxVeno...
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If I didn't get a good fuck in before tomorrow evening, Tonya and I would be out of the medals for sure. We'd come to the Paris Grand Prix with good hopes of standing on the platform, but my timing was all off in the twists and throws we'd attempted in our practice session tonight, and I knew it was because I was so jittery from not getting my rocks off sinc...
Yuuri woke with a start. The unfamiliar surroundings causing a moment of confusion as he sat up in the unfamiliar bed. His muscles ached as he stretched his arms over his head. A dull throbbing radiated from his ass. He slipped out from the covers in search for his clothes that had been hastily discarded the previous night. He pulled on the pants that had b...
"The ink you sold me was the wrong color. I was hoping I could exchange the shipment. My order was for Royal Blue, but I was sent black. Please advise how to resolve this matter." The tone of the voice on the other end didn't match with the content of what was being said. The woman was frantic, her voice shaky. She sounded robotic, like she was reciting fro...
Ebisu Hoseida, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Musashino Mountain, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Toshiro was working vigorously on trying to bring Ebisu's cock alive, but it was slow going. Ebisu cursed his luck. Forty years building his fortune and begetting...
At the three month mark, life settled into an odd sense of normal. The chemo was killing the tumors in Val's bones, but the treatment was also destroying the man I loved. Val had lost nearly thirty pounds, becoming severely anemic. But he was still alive, and he was mine. His blonde hair was thinner. So, one morning, I talked him into allowing me to shave h...
Long time no see. I know. I'm sorry. Things got hard, and it felt too strange to escape to a world where the power of the sea was such a romanticized thing while I watched so much of my country disappear into a hurricane. Anyway. Have some sailors, and remember love. Imagine what trust feels like when you carry it in a place deeper than your bones. Alte...
"Are you sure? You don't have to go through with this." But, who was I kidding. Julio's choices had been shut down that first night—the night I'd found him supposedly by chance, but with chance having nothing to do about it. He'd been had even before I approached him at the Noobai Café, the discreet little gay hookup bar in the Restele district of Lisbon, n...
I froze in the middle of talking about the next season of the Bangkok Chopin Society at the ambassador's residence, as the ambassador walked into and around the side of the room to get into another room. I don't know if I audibly gulped or not, but none of the women—and the few men—sitting in a circle of upholstered chairs and couches in the commodious room...