I tied the belt of the pink silk robe around my waist, took a deep breath, and knocked on Mister T's door. He'd told me to knock on his door at 10 o'clock, and I waited until the last possible second. "Come in!" I heard him yell. I wasn't surprised to see Billy there. It did surprise me to see what he was wearing: a shiny, black leather thong. When he turn...
My name is Bill Hawley. I thought I was a happily married man of 10 years! And yet I had these urges to suck cock and get fucked by a hot stud, black or white. At this point you may be asking why. A little background information is in order. My wife Marie periodically goes on business trips and is gone for up to a week at a time. A man can get very bored an...
Part Three: Gangbang "...he was in charge and the dudes there would follow his lead, so I would just enjoy the gangbang of my life. . . ." The building looked condemned as we climbed a flight of stairs and entered an apartment. It was empty, garbage strew about, mostly fast food remains, no light except a small bulb burning at the end of a long hall. I was...
For fifteen years after the end of World War II, the British government retained conscription. Young men of eighteen were called up to serve two years National Service in the armed forces. Some guys were sent to fight in wars, some to defend the last turbulent outposts of the British Empire; I was sent to Germany where I got fucked bow legged. Of all the s...
[This is my second offering here at Literotica. I had several responses to my first story, and found that I loved hearing your thoughts, praise and criticisms...please let me know how you like this one!] It had been a little over three weeks since that surreal Friday evening that I lost my anal virginity to my roommate and best friend, Walt. We had both bee...
Lost Bet part 5: Angel's Den Am I cursed? I thought to myself as I escaped the game room I just had sex in. It had dawned on me that this was the second time in about as many months that my sexual exploits were intruded upon...and by the same person, my boyfriend's father. Given all of this evidence it is the obvious notion that I was cursed at some point i...
A BUSY SATURDAY On a Saturday when nothing was really planned, Marcel ended up with a jam-packed day that he would not soon forget. It wasn't just the day that was jam-packed but his irresistible sweet ass was as well. It started with the normal Saturday morning ritual with his roommate Chante. The two lovely gays were in Marcel's bed in a 69-position sucki...
Bearing No Relationship To The Jean-Luc Godard Film Of The Same Name... When we arrive at the Chateau, it takes my breath away. It's an amazing place of turrets and ivy-framed balconies, set in its own private grounds, like something from an exotic tourist brochure. Once there, Paul and I spend most of the time naked, obviously because that's the required...
Even though my new roommate was straight, he never had any problem with me being gay. In fact, from the start I think he was intrigued by it. More and more he was hanging out with my gay friends and acting totally comfortable among them, unlike many other straights guys I've known. Brian was a freshman and was assigned as my roommate after my old one dropped...
I had left school in the June and was waiting to go to college after the summer break. All my mates had gone straight into jobs, so I had the prospect of spending the hot summer days on my own. Two days into the holiday period I was bored stiff, so I volunteered to mow the front law. Stripped down to a little pair of white shorts and my trainers, I let the...