The urinal in the men's room at work is only big enough for two guys. To be honest usually if someone's using it and another guy comes in the newcomer will go to a cubicle because it's only just big enough as it is. But Terry didn't suffer from that hang-up and whenever he came in while I was using the urinal he'd simply use it too. He was one of those guys...
This story is a fictional account containing fictional names. For the military readers with the same name and rank that view this story, I assure you that this is entirely coincidental. My name is Master Sgt. Fuller, United States Air Force. At 33, I'm probably one of the youngest Master Sergeants in the Air Force, and had one of the most interesting experi...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
Day 1 Sitting on the plane I feel my excitement build as we begin our descent, today is the day that I finally meet my Master, the man to whom I will belong for as long as he desires. The landing takes forever and it feels like my bags are never going to arrive. I eventually walk into the arrival hall and scan the crowds. Immediately I see him standing ther...
A quick story... I knew what I wanted from the moment she walked into the kitchen. She was the first piece of ass that I'd ever welcomed into my home and into my young life on a regular basis. I didn't love her, but I discovered that I loved having her around. Loved fucking her hard a few times on a Saturday night and slowly all morning long on a Sunday. I...
This is my first submission to Literotica. I also extend my sincerest apologies to NTRmaster for hijacking his "Reunited" series, in my foolish attempts to offer some smidgen of resolution to the pathetic life of Terence. ***** My name is Terence, but most would just know me as the cuckold wimp that people could push around, humiliate and ruin. His name w...
Gestapo Headquarters Paris Department A2 Friday October 10 1940 9:00am I woke up abruptly, aching all over. My neck muscles were killing me and I was feeling dizzy. The morning light, which was coming through the window, was illuminating my desk and face. I closed my eyes and rubbed them hard. I must have fallen asleep during the night while going through a...
I wish there was a way to not blame my parents for my TV addiction but I just haven't been able to find one. My earliest memory is of watching TV through the bars of my crib. I remember the safe feeling I got every afternoon at two o'clock when the brilliant glow from the lighthouse announced the beginning of the soap opera, Guiding Light. Come to think of i...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person, location or situation in particular. All characters engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen. This submission is 3rd is a series of a 4-part story about a mature man starting to model for an artist, leading to other fun sexual activities. I hope you have had fun & enjoyed readi...
(A bit darker than most of my tales. It would fit in gay or nonconsent as well. Gay sex, sissy sex, chastity and punishment.) *** I love this bar, Butch thought to himself as he finished another beer. And why shouldn't he. It had everything a Leather Bear could want. Plenty of hot men in leather, and some women as well. A bunch of trans girls and some siss...