Kijus: The golden skinned man continued to sit at the receptionist desk. He didn't seem happy to have someone turning into the brothels. He continued to write, and sort through papers, growing more upset the further he went along. He paused before reaching for a pair of glasses. They were circular glasses, that added more symmetry to this already gorgeous,...
The next morning Adam told me that he preferred to say goodbye in the house and left me to make my own way to the helipad. One of the staff had already taken my small bag out to be loaded. Most of the things I had on the island were island clothes that I did not need to take back home. Just as I reached the front door, Alicia’s mother came running up to m...
This story is the expression of a fantasy that I've had for a long time. It is partly autobiographical, in that I took some incidents and events from my own life and used them. But I've never had an actual homosexual experience or been involved in a gay relationship. Therefore, the story is pure fantasy—my idealized version of what it might be like to have a...
Thank you all for your comments and critiques on this story. You've helped me bring each chapter into the light. I look forward to reading your thoughts. This chapter has been too long in my mind. ***** Crucible Five Months Later "I think he's dead." The sound came from far away, mater of fact at the base with anxiety tucked in at the edges. The voice l...
Part 01 should be read first. ***** Chapter 18 Martin tells his story I was born in the city of Sheffield. My mother died when I was quite young and my father brought me up single-handed with some help from a resident housekeeper in whom he had no sexual interest whatsoever. There was no shortage of money in the family, as my father had a highly paid job...
part 1 We see them everywhere. Bums, hobos, homeless, whatever you call them, they seem to be everywhere. Or the teens who want you to buy beer for them, worse still are the able bodied ones that are just too fucking lazy to get a job. I have no patience for moochers. I can't remember the last time I stop for gas, that I wasn't accosted for change. Tonight...
All characters in the following story are above the age of 18. The events and circumstances are entirely fictional and should not be re-enacted in the real world outside of consensual role-play. Always be safe, always get consent, and always take care of your partners. ***** Chapter One Mark raised his voice to be heard above the noise, "I can't take t...
CHAPTER TEN: ANGELS AND DEMONS By Sadie Rose Bermingham ©2006 **The usual terms and conditions apply. If this story turns up anywhere else but Literotica.com it's been half-inched and the vendors are very naughty people. SMACK SMACK!! Sadie Sees All!!** The sealed envelope was propped up on the counter in the Day Room when Ant rose and wandered through f...
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a true fantasy story. Much inspiration was taken from Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, as well as several anime I've watched over the years. +++++ The rising sun gradually woke me up and I opened my eyes. Like most days, there was a moment where I was blandly content, but then the reality of what the day held...
PATRICK – THE GREAT DISCIPLINARIAN A Homoerotic Story by Jason Land CHAPTER 1 When we last left Patrick Ingram-Lewis, it was just before the Christmas holidays in 1901 and he and his closest friend, Roderick Pennington, were to spend the holidays together at Ingram House in Northumberland. Roderick's parents had gone off on a safari to Africa and he wou...