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And Spoil the Child Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1 - College "Oh, God, God. You aren't giving me time to adjust, Professor. What's the hurry?" "I . . . I have to finish you early this afternoon, Spiros," I huffed. "I have a two o'clock appointment." I had my Greek god of a graduate teaching assistant doubled over the arm of my sofa in my office, and I had plowed my way eight inches into his ass....

Licorice-Centered Milk Chocolate

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Heart racing, moaning, shimmering with anticipation, as milk chocolate, beefy-fingered hands glide over creamy white skin. Trembling as they search for and explore curves and crevices, zeroing in on heaving breasts. Groaning as rough-padded fingers rub, and twitch, and pinch tender nipples. Arching chest up from bed before the hovering milk chocolate monolit...

New Man at the Village Café

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Me, trembling. I'd just noticed you watching me at the café in the square. I was sitting where the young men displayed themselves for the tourists, but I was new to this. More curious than anything else. Sure I could handle one of those paunchy, cigar-chewing, middle-aged American tourists—just a surreptitious suck—usually him sucking me—in the alley nearby...

Shunga Silence

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"We will have the silence of Shunga." It was the first thing I'd heard the film director we were trying to land speak during the first production meeting on the movie Winter in Niseko. Knut Johansen was the reason we were freezing our tails off here in Oslo, Norway, in the winter. Atmospherics. Johansen was all about atmospherics. We could just as well have...

So, You Had a Bad Day

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Come here, unbutton my shirt and run your hand down my belly and below my waistband. Feel that? It's all for you. Let it free; let it breath. There, ahhhh. Your warm hand feels so good wrapped around my cock. Feel it growing, getting longer and thicker? That's for you. That's because I love the way you look. What great shape you're in; the way you take care...

Christmas on a Stick

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

You've been after me all evening to open your Christmas gift to me as soon as the others had left—and this after you'd pestered me about what I wanted for Christmas even after I'd given you that flippant answer. It had just been an expression, something to stave you off after you'd put me off that last time and then wouldn't accept that I didn't need anythin...

Elementary, Snidely

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"But I don't understand how you can just stand here, out on this beach, and declare that Jason Dunn has run away with his college football offensive team coach and lost his virginity, Doctor Klein. The Dunns paid us to find their son, and I very much doubt they will be amused with the elaborate and very offensive story you've come up with by way of explanati...

We Danced

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I entered the smoky, dimly lit bar and sat in a stool next to the runway. Pinpoints of lights twinkled overhead in a starry, starry night of aroused anticipation. A lithe blond hunk sauntered over to me, two glasses and a bottle of bubbly in hand. He stood close to me, our pelvises touching in electric connection, as he arched his torso away from me, a teasi...

House on Park Ch. 06

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

After hosing ourselves off again and getting back into those silk shorts, Claude suggested we go down to the living room and drink beer and watch a football game on TV. So, down we went. After I tossed off my first beer, I began to feel a little sorry for the black burglar wannabe hanging up in the gym and asked if it would be okay if I went in there and cle...

Scratching the Service Worker Itch

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Bummer," I exclaimed with a pout, as I threw the telephone book half way across the room and collapsed onto the sofa. "What's up?" Nick asked, looking up from his computer where he was checking out the latest Literotica stories. "I've got the service worker itch, and they don't list who the hunky, well-hung plumbers and electricians are in the phone book...