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CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 26

A brief resume if you haven't read the previous parts of this story.
My names Sam, I'm twenty two years old, short, muscular and addicted to cruising and cock. I love sucking cock, I love getting fucked by cock, I love spunk and piss and had, at last, realised that I was gay....

The night has been slow, boring and - most obnoxiously - terribly rainy. Ta'quan hates having to patrol on nights like these because not only is it a frustrating disaster to fight in the rain, but his supersuit sticks to him like a second skin; peeling it off is always an exercise in frustration, not entirely unlike taking off a swimsuit when you're sweaty. At least after four hours, he was given clearance from the headquarters to go home....

The summons came at dawn.
King Aldric had spent the night in the corner where Grashk had left him, wrists still bound, the taste of his own shame bitter in his mouth. He'd witnessed his wife transformed. Seen her beg for orc cock. Spilled helplessly at the sight.
Now she stood before him, but nothing like the queen he'd known for centuries....

Hot In The Hot Tub, Part 3
The movie that was playing was over by then, and the next one had started. This one was a bi feature with 2 guys and 1 hot blond. I had watched a few bi flicks, but wasn't really into them before. Now, however, it fascinated me! All of a sudden seeing 2 guys fucking with a chick not only watching, but joining in all the action was of new interest. The scenario was goofy, of course, but that didn't matter as the action was HOT!...

I'll Take the Chance by AcrossTheRubicon©
Orignally published 08/19/07
Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

Frank had it with ride share apps. Saving a few bucks was not worth dealing with the freakshows in the big cities.
Frank was from Tulsa. More relevant, Frank's company was headquartered in Tulsa, and his job required him to periodically do business in the country's larger, more liberal cities, like New York, L. A., and Chicago. Frank lived in a "red state" on purpose and wore that fact on his sleeve....

I work in a building downtown and my boyfriend had a meeting that day the same area. We said if there was enough time, we'd meet up in passing for a hi and a hug. It'd been a busier week than usual, so while it was the middle of the week, I hadn't seen him since the weekend.
We texted throughout the day and during one of my breaks, I met him on the top floor of the open air parking garage. It didn't have a ceiling, and it was a beautiful sunny day out....

To the Reader: I hope that this story strikes a positive balance between character development and getting into the action. If you stick with Crew and Max, I hope that you'll find it's a "Home Run"! (First and last pun, I promise)
ENJOY!
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Chapter Thirty-Nine -- Matthew Han Is Totally Gay, Okay?
With the cat boy suit location compromised, Matty had no idea how he would be able to slip in and out of Slicky's furry coat, and that was when an unexpected opportunity fell in his lap. John came into their dorm room late in the evening, and he appeared lost in thought as he stepped inside....

Harry had never had a massage. How could he even consider putting some poor masseur through the torture of massaging his fat body? A guy he once chatted with online had assured him, "they are professionals; they work with all body types. Your fears are irrational. Just book it and let it happen. You'll be glad you did." Harry was unconvinced....

⚠️ Author's Note:
It doesn't happen in the room.
But it happens.
And once it does, he can't walk the same.
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Ishaan woke up alone.
The first thing he noticed was the cold, not of the air, Mussoorie's mornings were still forgiving in February, but the absence. The bed beside his was empty, sheets neatly pulled back, a pillow untouched. The air smelled faintly of sandalwood soap and the leftover trail of Vikram's body....

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
This work will continue to feature themes of fictional rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, or non-consensual sexual scenarios. All characters are 18 years or older.
Chapter 9: Royal Pain (Part 6)

PREVIOUSLY...
Wrenching myself free abruptly, I slipped on the sheets and fell backward into the waiting dark. The air vibrated as I was freefalling, growing more and more insistent. A notification window hung in front of me, the only light I could see....

Chapter 8
The whine of machinery gradually fell silent as word spread across the construction site. "Boss is here," someone shouted, so we quickly gathered out front to see him.
Bob stood by his gleaming black pickup, waving us over with a big toothy smile. At fifty-something, he still cut an impressive figure in his tight jeans and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to show off his bulky forearms. I stood next to Justin, the new carpenter. He had close cropped dark hair, was lean but strong, with...

Whipped - Sequel to Caramel Craquant
By Seki
Here I thought the flight turbulence, the overly packed airport, the agonizing waiting line to get out of said airport and the borderline criminal driving of our taxi driver had been enough to completely drain my stress meter for the entirety of our stay in Paris. Nope. Not even close. Nothing came within even a mile of the stress and anxiety I now know you feel when your team is appointed last to be judged at La Coupe Junior Des Pâtissiers [Junior Baker's ...

"Close your legs, when you're talking to me."
I was having a cigar at my favorite lounge in Manhattan when I was approached by this familiar face. Normally during these outings I'm not necessarily looking to be social, be courted, or any of the like but the slender white guy with the gray stubble, and Scottish accent found it appropriate. I was only in New York to attend a wedding, and once it was over, I showed love to the bride, groom, and some of the wedding party I knew before breaking off to venture...

(All characters are 18+ and fictional. Hope you enjoy this quick-ish story!)
Your phone lights up the pitch black room. A buzz fills the air. You quickly wipe the tears from your face and take one last swig of your beer. 'Gotta shape up,' you tell yourself. The phone shows your friend Casey calling....

4th Chapter in Series: Mike's Married Men
Chapter 1:
Mike finds an online site that allows him to find new male sexual partners. What started out as intrigued turned into more as Mike found out he enjoyed dominating men and having them service his big cock.
Through the app he found Chad, a married man, but hiding a sexual submissive side for men. After chatting they planned for Chad to come over to Mike's. Once there Mike received some very good head, he had Chad on all fours begging for his cock....

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF CHINO ESTACIO
That day was just another ordinary shift for security personnel Chino Estacio.
If he wasn't assigned somewhere special, his usual post was an office building where he spent his hours patrolling the basement parking area. For eight straight hours, he'd walk his rounds--alert, observant, guarding cars that weren't even his....

Note: The following first part in this series is a first person point of view of submissive white male, all participants are 18+. I am a Black Male Dom with years of experience based in the UK. Feel free to reach out, I love feedback on my work.
Ever since I hit puberty, I knew I was different. I was definitely more on the lean side, with what can be called a dancer's body. Years of track and field have carved a lower body with detailed muscular thighs that ascended into a small but firm bubble butt. Wha...

Saturday 7:45. The alarm goes off, I can hear the rain pounding on the windows. Do I want to go out and run in this? Not really, but I know I will because for some weird reason I quite enjoy running in the rain. I make myself a coffee and get myself ready, making sure I take something to change into post run....

It's supposed to be the happiest week of Nathan Monroe's life - a luxury wedding at a countryside estate, surrounded by friends, family, and enough champagne to keep everyone glowing until vows are exchanged.
But for Mason, the groom's younger brother, it's something else entirely.
He's back in town, trying to behave. Trying not to look too long at Calvin Hale - Nathan's best friend since high school, and now the best man. Mason spent years pretending he didn't have a thing for him. Spent most of his ...

Joe was outside his back door bright and early, waiting for Ned's truck to appear round the corner.
This morning his hole was slightly tender after the pounding it had taken from Ned's thick cock yesterday, but he wasn't complaining. It was the first time he'd ever been fucked in his life and after a bit of initial discomfort, he'd liked it a lot, not to mention when he saw how happy it had made his buddy....

Naked Neighbors 3
Fred and his neighbors are getting together again. There is usually plenty of screwing and sucking going on in the neighborhood, and I'm pretty sure that will continue here. So let's see what's happening.
By the way I want to apologize for my mixing up names in Part 2, I'm going to make sure I do a better job of proofreading for this episode....

May 30th, 1989, I was 21 years old, woke up a college graduate, and in the Beverly Hills Hotel.
"Our present to you, for what you've done the previous 20 years," to quote my mother when she called me.
I did all I was supposed to do as the youngest of five: be the good kid, get good grades, and move out of the house to earn a college degree. My parents rewarded me for all that was mentioned, but I did it emphatically, finishing at VSU Summa Cum Laude in Accounting. The trip to Los Angeles was my first ...

Way back when I was once a college freshman at a large east coast university. As with most college freshmen it was the first time away from the prying eyes of mom & dad. I was there on a baseball scholarship & I shared a dorm room with another freshman from the western side of the state. I was recruited as a short stop & he played second base so we got a lot of practice time together....

Lysander yells back to his friends, "Come on! We're almost there!"
"Gods be damned Lys! You've got way too much energy!" Orian replies.
Three friends, Orian, Lysander, and Atticus, have decided to climb the treacherous Mound of Persefone to the supposed birthplace of the three-headed dog Cerberus in hopes of finding treasure and getting rich. While their journey begins with high hopes, an unfortunate case of mistaken identity leads them to an end where they're forced to offer their bodies in exchange ...

I snicker at the image of seeing John with his hole swollen and leaking, a stark contrast to the initial meeting we had.
"You're gonna have to continue to fuck me like this," he said after the sixth time we linked up.
I'll explain those trysts, but I must tell you about the very first time we linked, a time I didn't think would play out like it did....

All parties referenced in this story are of legal age and are consenting adults.
Like I mentioned in my first submission "Taken in the tanning booth" I have recently become extremely bi-curious.
Society puts a great deal of pressure on males. A straight-guy never wants to be thought of as being gay and whenever the conversation comes up we all say the anus is "exit only."...

My first experience in an ABS was in the mid 1980s. I was a young, tall, very thin 21 year old who wanted to have sex, any sex, all the sex, all the time. I walked into the store and was not sure what to do. I was told I had to get tokens to make the movies play. I went up to the front of the store. They guy behind the glass counter was older and a looked little gruff. He gave me my tokens and I looked down at his crotch. I could see the outline of his dick and it looked huge. I went back to the side of the...

The soft rustle of air bubbles bursting in a hottub under the moon and Ron's thigh touching mine made the perfect romantic setting.
Several years ago Ron West had been my English Lit teacher during my senior year at Sayville high school. Back in the day he had been my first crush. A gay teen boy pining for a teacher could only bring trouble for both of us so I had to accept unrequited love....