I had travelled down to King's Cross station alone to start my new course at the Slade school of Art. I was delighted to have been accepted and was keen to start the fine art work. My favourite aspect was figure or life drawing and sculpture and my teachers had praised my mastery of paint as I depicted both male and female forms with no clothes on. I was goo...
Chris was amazingly tight. His channel that I now hammered into in irregular intervals gripped so profoundly. When I caught him unawares by bucking hard, all the muscles on his lean back flexed in unison. I watch his back as it shuddered with tiny little waves that were mesmerizing. I could hear insatiable moans escape his mouth as he buried his face into th...
Heidelberg, Germany, 1905 "What do you see, Varick? Where are you going?" I put out a restraining hand as the Baron von Richthoven brushed past me and out into the corridor of the first-class carriage of the train. I followed him as he moved toward the steps down to the platform of the Heidelberg rail station. The train had stopped here en route from where...
The winter had been the worst in sixteen years, snow was deep all over the south of England and I had to choose this time to visit my Uncle and Aunt in Dorchester. The train was having a hard time coping with some of the snowdrifts that had been building up across the tracks, so we were already an hour late. I was just thinking things could get no worse, whe...
Part Three: 'Three Men in a Boat' Stephen and I became inseparable after that first afternoon. We lived some distance apart and we must have both worn out a set of 'bike tyres as we took it in turns to visit. If our parents were feeling particularly generous, they would sometimes give us a lift by car, and as a result they soon got acquainted as well. Since...
As I stated in my earlier story, I had lived a relatively average, suburban, heterosexual lifestyle. My detailed fantasy life, however, had significant homosexual activity. Fantasy and reality had remained separated, until the fateful day when I entered a gloryhole in a Manhattan video store and gotten a blowjob. While I felt ashamed / confused about having...
T Was a Bopper-A Real Show Stopper (for Dreamshell, who asked me to continue the world of T a bit longer) * A real show stopper, me, and what a rattyworld, but ace was there for me together with Sin and Trinity and we got to getting some prayer life on, for here is the adorable me, with out adolescent pimples finally at long last. Rotting world needing bl...
#TubeEncounter I forget what day it was. I woke up and went about my morning routines as I always did. If I don't do them in a particular order, I'm thrown. Ablutions, shower (wash hair first, stomach moving in circular motions from there until I'm lathered up, rinse and towel dry). It came up in a game once at a friend's house, What part of the body does y...
CHAPTER FIVE - DANS LE SUR: © Sadie Rose Bermingham 2005 "There's not a lot you can do to alleviate the boredom of a long train journey. Or is there? Ant and Rayne and some new friends take time to find out!" ***THIS STORY IS SUBMITTED FOR SOLE PUBLICATION ON LITEROTICA.COM. IF IT SHOWS ITS HORNY FACE ON ANY OTHER SITE OR IN ANY OTHER PUBLICATION WITHOUT...
"So- then he said I should check underneath!" Everyday her voice got a little more annoying. Rex chose this moment to take a drink of his coffee. He tried to think of something to say- he really did. He checked his watch, not realizing that this was the seventh time he had done so, and sighed. "I'm sorry, Denise, but I have to go." The pretty blonde across...