*** Previously in Technical Difficulties: Zach and Ryan have been best friends since they were kids. When they were twelve, Ryan used to tie Zach to a weight bench and torture him using random stuff he found in the garage. Zach liked it. Now they're all grown up, but they're still interested in playing that game, as well as a few others that are best playe...
This will be an ongoing short story series of TRUE STORIES about my life on the streets. I will post them as I get them written. The first of which (this one) contains non-consensual male on male sex. If that bothers you, DO NOT READ. For those who wanted to know what happened to Houston (because you felt sorry for him), [RE: BOYS AVENUE], I've given it som...
To preface: I am straight; not kinda straight, not bi-curious, not attracted to the male physique in even the slightest - I am straight. I have a wonderful, beautiful girlfriend who satiates my every sexual craving; however, I have fantasized for many years lately about being dominated by a man. Being a Marine infantryman and a combat veteran, having worked...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
I haven't seen him in a while, he's more a friend of a friend. We're very different. He's very alternative, piercings, tattoos etc, I doubt he would ever think I'm into anything strange. Probably thinks I'm the straightest guy alive. I know he's had a wild past, which has fallen away over the years. Probably has a desk job now. He's manly, but has a side to...
It was one of the head cooks who started calling him Sweet Sammy, just cause of his smile and how soft-spoken and kind he was. "He's the type," Adrian said. We were watching Sammy through the little window in the door that led to the kitchen. "Please," he continued, like I'd disagreed with him. "Get a couple beers in him, get him away from her," he said, mo...
[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...
Damien I was already in love with Elijah by the time I saved him from a rapist thug, but I hadn't really admitted it to myself. I first noticed him when I was manning a merchandise stall at No Way Out -- the big venue hired for hardcore punk gigs where both straight-edgers and skins can come, kids from either side of the bridge and the two different scenes...
I gave Prasang the money to pay the receptionist at the front desk. They chatted a bit in Thai and she handed him the key. My hand caressed his back as they talked. He felt smooth and warm. My drunken excitement was growing. I couldn't keep my eyes off his body, I was anxious to get him alone and strip those clothes off him. He flashed me that grin, like s...
"Breathe out so I can breathe you in; hold you in." – Foo Fighters Chapter 3: The light from the keyhole illuminated a single eye. He knelt in the dark hallway as he stared intensely beyond the door. The light reflected dark green flecks in his iris. He cocked his head slightly to the side to get a better view of the boys in the bedroom. A broad and know...