I never wanted to be one of "those" millennials. You know, the ones that go to college and get a useless degree and end up moving back in with their parents and continue to act like kids long past the point of being cute anymore. For most of my teens I lived with my mom and my two sisters. My parents split when I was 14 and I didn't want to move 200 miles a...
A story about Jeff Cable, who was a young man growing up on a farm outside of Malone, New York back in the late 60's and early 70's, and how his curious nature educated him in many ways. *** It was just a blurb in the local paper hidden on the bottom of the obituaries page, and since the man who had passed away in Florida had retired many years ago with hi...
Randy and Kent say good-bye after a great weekend. This chapter is mostly story. I hope you enjoy. Helpful, even negative, comments are not only welcomed but craved. Thanks as always to LarryInSeattle for trying to keep me in hand. ======= I'm rapidly cycling between happy and bummed. I'm happy because Kent is pressed against my back, morning wood nestle...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This is a story about a young man exploring his sexuality and finding out he is a gay submissive. It is rather long and not all about sex so if you are looking for a quickie you might want to look elsewhere. This is a fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy. ------------------- The next morning when I got up no one was a...
By Tom Collins and Jushorny *Devlin* I pulled Joel against me, grinding our crotches together while running my hands down his back to grab his ass. I was beyond being horny. He squeezed his fingers between us, pressing against my chest, before I took hold and slid them lower, down the center of my body until reaching the bulge in my pants. "Feel how horny...
Every 4th of July, I travel from my downtown loft to my sister's vacation homes on Thomas Hill Reservoir, an expansive lake in north central Missouri. The lake, which is huge and placid, is virtually unknown. On any given 4th, there are a half dozen or fewer boats on the water, in stark contrast to the more bacchanialian and busier Ozarks two hours to the so...
It was early on a Sunday morning. JT and I had finished with breakfast and I was cleaning the dishes. Since we were the only two in the house, we'd gotten up nude and had our meal that way, too. JT was sitting in the corner rocker with his huge cock and balls hanging over the edge of the seat, swaying as he rocked. I was standing at the sink with my back to...
ALL CHARACTERS IN SEXUAL SITUATIONS ARE OVER 18. Characters are fictional. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. Copyright © belongs to MJ Roberts, 2014. All rights reserved. Please do not reproduce without permission from the author. Also, thanks to all the readers who have reached out and become friends. For all those who have sent c...
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...
I looked at the time and said, "DAMN", and felt a slight panic. I hurriedly pulled on my gym shorts and shoes and dashed out the front door. How did it get so late? I wondered. One minute I'm reading gay stories on 'Literotica' and suddenly it is two-hours later! I walked quickly to 'Boner Park'. That wasn't the parks real name, I forget now what it is ca...