This is a true story. So, it's been a rough year for me. I ended my almost decade-long marriage, marriage that I had never been happy in. I had spent the past twelve months squabbling in court with my vindictive ex-wife over child support and the custody of our two children. I had a good lawyer, but he had taken me for every cent I had. Doesn't matter. You...
This is the story of a young man's awakening to another side of his sexuality. If a depiction of sex between two males offends you in any way please do not read. In the fall of my twentieth year I finally left home for the first time. My father left my mother when I was young and then had the audacity to get himself killed a couple of years later. He had n...
If you have missed the previous instalments the premise of the story is that after a football match, the losing team must provide sexual relief for the victorious players. Previous chapters for Winners and Losers are on Literotica. * * * * * There was no denying that the last minute loss to AFC Kerlon had dented confidence in the dressing room, but when...
It had been an easy night at the restaurant. I play guitar and sing in the corner of the lounge. As gigs go, it's boring, but so very easy. It pays well, they feed me, and I can have a couple of cocktails in the bargain. The patrons are the upper crust of our small town. They are polite and semi-attentive, and they tip well. That's good as a gig gets around...
Fuck it. Yielding to the constant pressure from his hand on the back of hand my head, the soft hardness of his tip laid upon my lips glossing them with the already present drop of precum. My tongue slipped past the confines of my mouth tasting the first ever drops of man. Sliding my tongue underneath, I gave silent permission for his body to enter mine for...
How long have I been bisexual? Good question. For as long as I can remember, my fascination with sex involved both genders. My actual experiences as a youth, however, always involved girls, women, whatever, the female of the species. There was always a part of me that focused on the men when viewing porn. Was I projecting myself into their role, imagining my...
So for a variety of reasons, I never made it back to the adult book store during that Spring Break. I did, however, have wonderful plans for my first day back at school. I purposely went back a day before my roommates so I could check out the campus glory holes. For about two months before that enlightening Spring Break, I had known about two separate bathro...
When I was 34, I was a very happily married full fledged heterosexual man. My wife was a very attractive blonde, several years my junior and our bedroom activities were really hot. I considered myself 100% straight, even though I had received a drunken blow job from my college dorm roommate, when I was 18, which I did not return the favor on by the way. It w...
After playing poker with a few of the my friends one Thursday night, I drove back home to Canterbury at around midnight. I usually picked up any hitch-hikers and took them as far I could on my normal route home. There were mostly young men begging a ride and there was no anxiety about violence done in private in those days. Because of the regularity of my...
It's all I can think about for the next week. Every day I'm at work, looking at Dave and Hank, wondering if what I think is actually correct. Were Dave and Hank hooking up? Was Hank getting fucked by Dave? Every night at home laying next to my wife as she slept, I returned to the day when I heard Hank moaning as someone ate his ass. Every time I would have t...