WARNING!! THIS IS A GAY MALE STORY, BUT IT IS ALSO AN EXTREME BDSM STORY AS WELL. THIS STORY COULD EASILY BE PLACED INTO ANY OF THE FOLLOWING CATEGORIES DUE TO THE CONTENT: GAY MALE, BDSM or FETISH. I HAVE REQUESTED THIS FOR THE GAY MALE SECTION, BUT IT MAY END UP IN THE BDSM SECTION OR ANY OF THE OTHERS IF THE EDITORS OF LITEROTICA DECIDE TO RE-CATEGO...
Part 17 – Being paid to Provide a Service I was really excited when I woke up. I mean I had butterflies in my stomach. I was going to earn eight hundred dollars! I was also going to be whoring out my body. Just the thought of the degrading way society views prostitution really turned me on! I watched some TV and then forced myself to take a shit, since I k...
It was a sweltering sun-drenched summer day. You could smell the heat. The pale blue sky was hazy from the humid air. Lounging in my hammock under the shade trees in the back yard seemed liked a good idea earlier on. Now without the morning breeze it was getting a bit uncomfortable. I was just admiring my new stockade privacy fence. When Sam, our neighbor’...
I have always been an exhibitionist. As far back as I can remember I have always hated wearing clothing and always enjoyed being naked. Once I got my own place I wouldn't hesitate to walk around the house constantly without a stitch of clothing. I realized that I found it quite thrilling that someone might catch me in this state of undress and take advantag...
Lieutenant Anderson had just gotten his dick buried inside Lieutenant Hendrick's hole in the shuttered bedroom they shared at one end of the barracks in the Fort Bent stockade when they heard the sentries put up an "Open the gates!" cry. They were supposed to be taking a siesta, along with every other soldier not on guard duty, to avoid the blazing early-af...
I had just received the best blow job in my life and my very first piece of a man's ass. My 9 inches was still as hard as a rock stuffed and cramped in my pants, and I was still horny and ready to explore some more. Maybe I could find a woman in one of these cubicles that would give me some pussy. Even if I didn't, I just might let some other guy suck it if...
I love summer, sun, the beach, skimpy swimsuits and cock. I'd just received my latest swimsuit order: a shiny sky-blue lycra g-string with a micro pouch that barely contained my cock and balls and lifted them straight up and out. The back tapered from a tanga-style thong to a thin little strap designed to show off most of my brown pucker when I lay face-do...
I took a cold Coke out of the plastic cooler. It was Friday afternoon in the southwestern desert, and I was alone in the company training area finishing up the paperwork. The younger sergeants had left long ago, heading for cold beer, air conditioning, and the NCO club if not some bar downtown. I wasn't exactly past that, not completely ancient, but at 40,...
"My name is Reinhart von Richter—Captain Reinhart von Richter to you scum—and you are under my command now." Scum indeed, Johann thought, as he stood in formation, hardly able to stand without wobbling, as he'd just come off the ship from the three-week crossing of the Atlantic. He was sure that he and all of his mates—those who had survived the voyage—look...
Hello Guys, I'm sorry it took me so long to post this chapter. I had to go back and edit the chapter a few times until they'd accept it (and I'd kept adding things to it lol). But I'm really proud of this chapter. I really wanted Mitch to come off more sympathetic. I also wanted to try and portray, as accurately as I could, the feelings of man who was faced...