Author's Note: Not one to apologise for where my stories go or how, I intended to keep this as a short and sweet sequel to a spur of the moment story. Yes, you've read it all before, but I enjoy expressing my baser instincts. Here goes... ***** 1 The sun-drenched city bustled on in blinding streaks and shadows. Hazy blue and warmer now, the first day of...
My thanks to Scouries, who gave me the idea and the impetus to write this story for the Literotica Summer Lovin' Contest. * "Pauletta, you're such a twink," his friend, Leonard told the young gay man one Friday night in June while they were standing at the bar in The Purple Knight, their favorite hangout in San Francisco's Castro District. "I know that,...
I woke up to find a strange man looking into my bedroom window on the seventeenth floor. Fight-or-flight kicked in first, and I jerked awake, sitting bolt upright. My body didn't know if it should leap from the bed, or jump into a fighting stance. And then my brain caught up and noticed two things at the same time. First, the window-wishing harness. And se...
Once we were stopped I got out. Mikey pulled the brake and met me in front of the car, where the engine clicked away like a sewing machine and the street was a pool of white. He engulfed me in a tight hug and said into my ear, "Take care of yourself while I'm gone, Chickadee." "I will," I said. "Drive safely tomorrow." The next day at work I burrowed unde...
The barber's hands are quick and sure, sending dustings of red hair down the cutting cape tied around Richie's neck. "And there you are, sir," says Tom, twirling his scissors with a flourish. He holds up a little square mirror. "How's the back look?" Richie squirms as Tom spins him in his chair, prickly hair trickling down the back of his shirt. Even the w...
I could tell that Kurt had shot his load, because the towel attendant jerked and sucked hard on the tongue I had in his mouth and the two of them groaned in unison. The German tennis pro and I were holding the towel guy between us on the bed in Kurt's hotel room. The towel attendant's butt was plastered to Kurt's lap, Kurt's sheathed cock up his channel. Kur...
After finding out Neil was not going to be into the office this morning was good for me as I was not quite ready for running into him as yet so I was glad to be working with Rich our part timer on the site although I always had the feeling that morning that Rich may have been told about what Neil saw online the night before and found myself asking questions...
The next day, Nicky went to work as I had instructed him and officially resigned, giving them two weeks' notice (that way, if something happened to me, he'd still have good references). His supervisor was nice enough to count the day before to his credit despite him being ill and using it as a personal day, and he also permitted Nicky to use up some vacation...
[Author's Note: This chaptered novel was originally tagged as running to 15 chapters, but a chapter of the original was split in two for Literotica postings, so there will be 16 chapters. Thus, this is not the final chapter that will post.] * "Ricky? Is that really you?" "Yes, Mom, it's me. I'd doin' fine, Mom. Trying to get settled. I want you to come ou...
BOOK IV. David's Last Undergraduate Year [Books I to III should be read first] Chapter 48 Jon When I investigated my pet topic of drystone walling, I found that organisations already existed to promote repair and training in drystone walling, so that a trust along the lines of the Afforestation Trust was not necessary. What was necessary however, was a tr...