The second game of the campaign was another away match: our opponents took the name of and played in the grounds of a pub called The Cock Inn, which given the activities of the previous few matches could have been seen as a bit of an omen. It was the first week of September and my defensive centre-back pointed to me in training, that as we lost our last fou...
(This story depicts romance and multiple sexual encounters between two young male adults. If either of those things bother you please chose another story.) Ben Stevens had been my best friend since the first day of kindergarten. Though over the years our interests had diverged widely, we remained as close as any two people could be. He was a gifted athlete...
Chapter 4: Pacing the Field *Author's Note: Thanks so much for sticking with me. I appreciate all of the comments and take them to heart. I know this story isn't fast enough for some of you, but it really starts to heat up in chapter 5.* I woke up in a decent mood, still trying to figure out how the year would go, but cautiously optimistic. "What do yo...
My name is Alex Givet, I'm 23 with only a mother and a sister left, I have my Masters and just graduated a few months ago. I was born and raised in Chicago, taught to treat everyone equally and with respect. Too bad that once someone loses my respect they get the mean side of me, but we'll come to that later. Unfortunately not everyone was raised with the sa...
My name is Steve Victor. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, muscular and dare I say extremely good-looking young Black man currently living in Virginia. This year has been the year of changes for me. I graduated from Castor Academy, an all-male private boarding school in Boston, Massachusetts, and got accepted into Saint Theresa College. It's a private, dee...
The premise of this story, is that after the match, the losing team provides sexual satisfaction to the winning side. Previous chapters are on Literotica. ***** I was certainly a little nervous about returning to work a few hours after sucking most of my colleagues in a hotel bedroom behind a gloryhole constructed from a vandalised hotel duvet. I had swal...
Lisa and Mike had been married for over seventeen years. Lisa was thirty-nine, blonde, with blue eyes, and a very nice figure, even after having three children. Mike was forty-one, with black hair, brown eyes and in pretty good shape. The two had a very good marriage and a very good sex life. They enjoyed sex and made it fun with role play, toys, and some...
This is a first attempt at a dual POV story and involves my fantasy about a real person, but names have been changed to prevent getting busted somehow. Be kind. 8 Years Ago Me: I had nothing to do on a Sunday, no games or practices and I had a message from Leslie that her son Joey's club soccer team was playing at the complex near me. Joey played for the...
I still could taste Kent as I unlocked my dorm room door. My brain was still trying to grasp what had just transpired in the past two hours. I entered my single room and stripped down to get some much needed rest. I remember originally thinking how happy I was when I found out I was assigned to a single room. I would have great privacy and I could have girls...
Part 4: The Ashes Author's note- this story contains depictions of same sex incest. ***** "I don't believe it." I said to my dad, stepping outside and closing the sliding door behind me. Back in the living room my wife was watching TV with our little girl, completely oblivious to the conversation we were having. "It's true mate. You can blame bloody Glen...