Two years after our first kiss under a sea of paper lanterns and tinsel stars, Chance and I danced our first dance as a married couple. In honor of that night, I used similar decorations, just a lot more of them and the decoration budget was considerably higher. But even if the wedding wasn't being professionally photographed for publication (thanks to Nigel...
Kevin stared at Brad. "A genie? How would that help? They only have 'magic' because of internal story logic." "But doesn't almost every genie story on Literotica have a scene where the genie gives the dude a big dick? Why couldn't a genie just give us dicks?" Brad asked while pulling up his pants. He no longer wanted to look at the flat surface of his crotc...
Hi everyone this is a little filler between Not To Late and its sequel that I'm working on. Many thanks to my wonderful editor for her help with this. Please leave comments as the help me improve my writing and enjoy. ~#~ "Aww, Miles. Come to bed already! I want to give you an early birthday present," Ryan moaned from the sofa. It was ten thirty at night a...
My stomach was curled up into knots. I felt like I was going to throw up…again. I was just adjusting the tie for my tux when Gina walked into our bedroom. She looked gorgeous. She had on a strapless, full-length black velvet dress. Her hair was pulled up, but there were pieces that hung down and framed her beautiful face. There was a gorgeous diamond neckl...
Hi guys! This is the last chapter of Embracing the Tension. I thought about breaking it up into two smaller chapters, but I figured I've tortured you guys enough already! Thanks for sticking with me through this very long journey and I hope the ending lives up to its promise! Yours, Hudson Copyright © 2018 by Hudson Bartholomew. All rights reserved...
My mother married young; I was born when she was only 18. Her younger brother was only 6 when I was born. We lived only three doors away from mom's folks, and my uncle was like a god to me. When I was 9, he was 15, and kayaking in the Pennsylvania mountains, and shooting rats at the Doylestown borough dump. He was the star on his high school baseball team, a...
Noah Ganton, Noah Thompson-Ganton, Mr. and Mr. Ganton, Noah and Bryson Ganton, or would he change his name to Bryson Thompson? I had been coming up with alternatives in my head for an hour like a giddy schoolgirl doodling on her Trapper keeper. I had decided that I would take his name because I couldn't imagine him being named anything but Bryson Ganton. I...
"Do you take it up the ass?" I froze in place on the barstool. I couldn't believe he said that to me. I stared intently at the pool tables on the other side of the bar, ignoring him, not saying a word. His large hand, which had been lightly stroking my lower back, moved to my thigh. Between the bigness of his hand and the smallness of my body, he was ab...
Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. It depicts a sexual relationship between two consenting adult males. If you are not of legal age to read this kind of story, please leave now. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. The author retains all rights to this story. It cannot be reproduced in any form without expressed written...
Thank you all so much for reading and liking my story. The 5 years that went into the making of this fantasy means so much to me, and has yet still so far to go from total completion. One day, I hope to have it published in hard cover as books. Please leave a comment if you enjoyed it. Chapters 100 and 101 have been dutifully edited by my acquaintance, read...