The car smelled of old cigarettes, alcohol, and faintly of vanilla from a tree hanging on the mirror. I slid onto the seat of the yellow vehicle behind the passenger's seat, closing the door none too softly, and told the driver where I needed to go. "Corner of Maple and Fairview," and he pulled away from the nearby bar without another word. He was white, th...
This is an entry in the Literotica Halloween Contest. I hope you enjoy it and vote and leave a comment accordingly. * Every year, Pauletta really looks forward to the end of October. As in many cities with a substantial population of gay, lesbian bisexual and transgendered persons, Halloween is a special occasion, more so than any other day of the year. I...
Chapter Ten - Let's Make A Salad All right, at least he had managed to make the leather chair look decent after the online BDSM groups had supplied him with useful information on how to clean cum off leather. The best part was that he hadn't needed to call Mark to the rescue, and a tissue and some rubbing alcohol that he had luckily found in the small vanit...
In the months following my first meeting with Archer, Charles and I fell into our old routine, only with snow on the ground there was no lawn to mow and I started my new job of shoveling snow and deicing his sidewalk and those of his neighbors. Being that this was not a weekly event our private excursions into his hot tub, bedroom or garage were less frequen...
(Some long awaited sexcapades are always sure to bring about some major changes in once boring lives. This story has non-human components, gay components, erotic coupling components, interracial components and romance components. Two gay friends of mine, Trevor and Ashton, sought to become first time lovers, to become irrevocably "changed for the better." No...
Chapter Eleven WORK TO DO & BUTTERFLY KISSES I fixed breakfast the morning for the both of us. I was wearing pink hipster panties with the word SASSY across the seat and a white cami with pink trim which showed my flat belly. The material was lightweight and tight against my lean torso. You could clearly see my nipples which were as pointy as gumdrops. My...
Chapter Thirty - How to Cure Performance Anxiety - A Short Guide Could Aron tell he was nervous? His friend closed his hand over Carter's, and all he could do was to think of the warmth he was feeling. It was not exactly like they were holding hands, and there was some room between them on the back seat, while the taxi driver seemed more preoccupied with wa...
When I first saw Ben, he was at a party. Not a bar party, but an honest-to-goodness house party like they used to do in high school. It was a really fun night, and I was buzzed and well on my way to being drunk when I spotted him in line for the bathroom. Honestly, he wasn't the sort of guy I usually go for. He was bookish, with glasses and short, cropped h...
Sitting alone in his car outside a gay bar 50 miles from his home Rick gripped the wheel nervously debating whether or not to leave or 'take the plunge'. His wife Tanya left him for another man six months before and he hadn't heard from or seen her since. Not that he was upset by that, she had been difficult in recent years. He'd walked in on her fucking the...
Chapter Thirty-Four - Mints, Anyone? So what the hell was he going to do now? Had Aron called and he missed it or something? He checked his phone. No calls. Okay, he needed to see Aron. Wait, he needed to take a shower first. They were seriously going to have sex. If what the girl had said was true ... Of course it's true. Now we remember everything. I'm...