The baths are undoubtedly the easiest place in a city to have male group sex, after allowing for individual circumstances during any single trip. After more than a hundred visits over the last few years, basically all of them involving satisfying sex with other men, often writing about the experiences afterwards, leads to a few general observations. Visitin...
When Samuel got the text from his girlfriend Angelica he could tell that she was freaked out. She was at a downtown loft that she had rented out for the day for a photo-set assignment. She'd been hired on by a magazine she often did smaller pieces for, on this time for something a bit more grand. Angelica Quaid was just coming up in the adult erotica magaz...
"Ahhh, Professor Caldwell. That poetry. It's so moving. I had no idea—" "Hush, Lawrence. Live the moment. How does this make you feel?" "It's like nothing I've felt before. But should we . . . should you . . .? I've never—" "No words now, Lawrence. We let the Romantic writers speak our words for us. They do it so well. This poem from Keats. Did it not mak...
"How did you bump your head?" That was the question I got asked a lot that week. And the answer I would give was never that truthful, for reasons that will become clear, my reader. But to you I tell the hot unvarnished truth. And it was surprising, at least to me. *** The guy I was travelling to meet lived in a block of new-builds, pretty nice as these...
Nothing in human affairs, except annoying habits, is entirely predictable. Brian and I became lovers. We got together as often as we could, as clandestine as secret agents in a hostile, dictatorial country. His bisexual apprenticeship was a mercurial soar of enthusiasm and mastery. I found my own inner core of truth: the spiritual, emotional, physical, eroti...
*********** 2 ***************** Daryl was Ari's first and only male crush. The two met as Seniors in high school, decades ago, on the track team. Daryl had transferred in from a city school as part of an integration effort put in place by the federal government. At first, it was not a gay thing, or at least that's how Ari remembers it. It was about comfort...
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...
Pt 2: The Video I was sitting on the other side of the room watching the game. Kevin and a couple other guys on the couch. I kept reliving how Kevin seduced me into sucking his cock when the others left. I didn't even care if our team won today, I just wanted to get down on my furry bud. He was wearing the teams shorts, his thick muscular thighs exposed. I...
As a child, Monsignor Rainero had always been considered a clever boy, if perhaps a bit more clever than for his own good. He was known to have very inventive and attractive ideas, but he sometimes was known to overembelish them to the point where the scheme collapsed around him. Having seen this played out time and time again, after Rainero had started out...
This story is a collaboration with my editor William Burroughs (Literotica name). William and I thought it would be fun to write a story via email. William wrote the part of Paul, and I wrote Henry. Hope you enjoy, and always we would love your comments. "Art Center" is a work of fiction, and unfortunately is not autobiographical. ***** Paul: Seduction i...