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To the Hessian Hills Ch. 03

by KeithD on May 11, 2020
Gay Male

"My name is Reinhart von Richter—Captain Reinhart von Richter to you scum—and you are under my command now." Scum indeed, Johann thought, as he stood in formation, hardly able to stand without wobbling, as he'd just come off the ship from the three-week crossing of the Atlantic. He was sure that he and all of his mates—those who had survived the voyage—look...

Long John Silverman

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Come on, let me at least look at it. I have a bet going. I've declared it can't be true." "No," John said. But he was smiling. He knew the British bomber jockeys were a boisterous and randy lot, and most were too good-natured to raise his dander. And there was a heart-wrenching war on. And, mostly, he was too embarrassed that he was chained to a desk and,...

To the Hessian Hills Ch. 04

by KeithD on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

"Hey, you, soldier. Come with me." "Mich . . . I mean me?" Johann answered. He'd learned to speak English fairly well in the more than a year that it took him to move from New York City, to Canada, and then back down here to Saratoga. But sometimes he didn't think and reverted to German. "Yes, you. You're being reassigned. By me. Get whatever gear you have...

Tropes Ch. 03

by UghOkay on Mar 13, 2018
Gay Male

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...

Cairo Surrender Ch. 01

by KeithD on Jun 12, 2019
Gay Male

Note: All characters in this novella are older than 18. [This is a completed ten-chapter novella, to be posted in six entries by mid June 2019] ***** Shepheard's Hotel Gentlemen's Dining Room, Cairo, Egypt, November 1924 The times were such that it was folly for anyone of European visage to walk the avenues and alleys of Cairo alone. It had been four yea...

Black Bottom For White Top

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Oh, man. This stuff really hurts. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I'm getting fucked in the ass. My name is Henry Mohammed. A six-foot-four, lean and muscular African man living in the City of Vancouver, Province of British Columbia. I work as a Police Officer in the City and I'm a closet Bisexual. Right now, I'm getting fucked by my boyfri...

Pique

by endthedream on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"A town in France?" Jules smiled at me, as he lay naked atop the counterpane, so I threw a pillow at him and we tuggled, I was naked as well, so what the hey?, we made love. And had sex. And kissed. And he said, "Do we have to globe trot any longer? I mean it's getting a bit boring." I cuddled him in my arms and felt the wonderful smooth pale skin and whisp...

The Agent's Third Secretary

by sr71plt on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

The three of them were sprawled out on the richly patterned Oriental carpet on the rise of the sand dune with the vista of the pyramids of Giza stretching out before them—and beyond that the Nile and beyond that yet the teeming city of Cairo, the sun shining on Cairo, giving it a false sense of cleanliness and purity. Below the dune behind them buzzed a phal...

The Grand Duellist

by meris on Jun 28, 2016
Gay

Fierre is an 18 year old French Duellist in the city of Demacia. Standing at 5'10 he is smaller than many other fighters his age. Clothed from neck to toe in a skin tight black bodysuit which hugs the plump cheeks of his bum enticingly. Two long silvery white boots, the edges lined with a gold tint. Some leg guards coloured the same with a matching pair on h...

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To Serve

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"I'm sorry, what was that you just said, Mrs. Pettington?" What a tiresome woman. I had just now been distracted from listening to her by the way she snapped her fingers at Kisula and then gave him a distasteful look when he refilled her coffee cup. "I said, Mr. Woolston, that I hardly think we need worry about these rumblings from the tribal huts. England...