The first part of this story is true. The ending is purely my fantasy. The names have been changed to protect the indecent. ;) ***** It was a hot Saturday in August. My old college roommate, Cam, had invited me over to his house to visit. In the years since we graduated we had continued to stay close, playing golf, going to movies, or just hanging out talk...
If you enjoy this, your vote and comments are much appreciated. I've never really talked about my sex life so this is my first attempt at describing an encounter I recently had. The other day I was enjoying some of the stories in Literotica when I came across one that sounded amazingly familiar! As I realized half way through it, here was the lover I had re...
Author's Note: Many thanks go out to Abbey Road who kindly beta'd this for me, and helped me through some absolute disasters in my train of thought. All other errors are soley my own. -Tonight- That was all the note said. Yet with that one word, Joserlin was nearly ready to jump up from his desk, jump out the window, and go dance on the main courtyard in...
Chapter 11 -- Ryan's Story -- Liberation "Quick, hide," Gunther said. He grabbed Ryan's arm and led him to the back of the loft. He got Ryan to lay down and covered him in hay. Ryan knew they were German soldiers, most probably still on the hunt for him. He heard Gunther leave, he hoped the boy could keep them away. I dawned on him that he was about to lea...
With additional editing and ideas by The Pecman The fat fuck was all over me, holding me to the bed and running his tongue up and down my torso, his stinking fuckin’ breath choking me every time he came near my face. I tried calling out, but he knew it was coming and slapped a hand over my mouth. “Now you listen good, punk,” he hissed in my ear. “You ma...
Accentuating the positive... The morning after the night before did not mean a hangover for me. The last thing I wanted is for the bloody mobile to awaken me at 6am. It was a strange number too, I should have turned it off before I dozed off but, as soon as I hit the pillow, I was off.. "Sammy here, how's you Pete?" "How did you get my number?" "I wrote...
"A town in France?" Jules smiled at me, as he lay naked atop the counterpane, so I threw a pillow at him and we tuggled, I was naked as well, so what the hey?, we made love. And had sex. And kissed. And he said, "Do we have to globe trot any longer? I mean it's getting a bit boring." I cuddled him in my arms and felt the wonderful smooth pale skin and whisp...
It had been a little over two weeks since I unraveled with Charlie on his bed and completely changed the dynamic of what it meant to be us. In that time, plenty had changed. His knee had been healing up good enough. School came to a temporary close for the awesomeness of fall break. Lacrosse practice had been suspended until the weather cleared up. Nothing b...
As two 18 year olds Greg and I had begun our road to discovery! When we got to Greg's flat (see previous - chapter 2), loaded up with a rucksack of French textbooks, guides and novels, Greg showed me to a fire escape. The building was an old Victorian warehouse and Greg had the whole of the top floor of three. I was to lead the way up (I don't think Greg wa...
Authors note - Thankyou for taking the time to read my work, i know this chapter is fairly short, but it is only the introduction to the story about how Joe and Jacob meet. Enjoy. * It was mentally exhausting, and that's without adding how physically exhausting it was to push yourself every day, into something that felt so impossible. Joe gripped the edge...