April 15, 2009
PART EIGHT: CLOSE TO THE EDGE
“Ahhh, I’m getting very close to the end now. I can feel it in my water. I reckon another couple of chapters will sew this story up. Anyway, in Chapter Eight Rayne gets to be the top for once. Thank you to everyone who has been so patient and stuck with this rambling epic, & especially for your lovely feedback. This is for you.” *kiss* Sadie
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AN INTIMATE ARRANGEMENT:
Doctor Mahmoudi lived in a spacious bungalow in the Port Venus complex, behind Ambonne. It was only a few minutes walk from the boat and Ant and Daniel accompanied Rayne during the early hours of the next morning as he went for his check up. Irfan Mahmoudi was a lean, brown skinned ex-pat Algerian who might have been any age between forty five and sixty. He had serene features and deep, dark, contemplative eyes. A thick cap of steel coloured hair crowned his skul
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September 15, 2008
It had been barely a week since I had sucked off the cock of that man on the beach. Just thinking about it continued to excite me and if I was more demanding about my need for sex my wife didn’t seem to think about it merely enjoying my intense need as I drove my cock into her writhing body. Yet even while I felt her body against mine I imagined his sun-bronzed body beneath mine and his cock between my lips and the taste of his salty cum in my mouth.
If I could not have my wife I masturbated imaging that day the sun on our naked bodies and the intense guilty pleasure that I felt as he took my cock in his mouth. What was so frustrating was that I knew that I would probably never see him again or enjoy that pleasure with him again. I really felt a need to enjoy cock and feel of a male body even though I wanted to enjoy my wife’s body.
What that day also made me want was that I wanted to get fit again. To get my body if not slim at least as fit as it could be I joined a local gym. I did make sure it was on
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July 5, 2008
Ranklestein chomped on his cigar and sucked smoke into his lungs as he stared at the text on the laptop. “Fuck. What a boring piece of . . . of boring crap.”
The buzzing of the phone jerked him away. “Hi,” he barked.
“Hi. So how’s it going? I need those five thou by this afternoon, Rank. Five thousand, is that so hard?”
“Hard? Hard? This Manissus is a moaner and a wimp with the sex appeal of two-day-old roadkill. Geez. I mean, who created this guy? You think I can work miracles in four hours?”
“It was Guy Royal’s last heroic, erotic, action-fantasy, OK? He was dying of pancreatic cancer, the most painful, Rank, baby, hear that? And his agent had just run off with his boyfriend, and he was almost destitute, for god sake. If it hadn’t been for guys like Brad, he’d have . . .ugh, well . . . he’d have starved. And you expect him to be cheerful? Feeling sexy? Hey, get real. Anyway, Guy Royal was a star. A cult figure. Battle of the Gods will sell whatever kind of shit it is. You, I am paying to m
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June 24, 2008
My black lover has an ashy-looking, grey film streaked and splotched on his body. So when we get together for sex I smooth baby oil all over his body - on his face, neck, shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, legs, the front and back of them, on his back, firm buttocks, in his crack. I wipe it down with a soft hand towel. Then he sheens, his black skin glistening, big cock up hard, leaking lots of pre-cum.
Since he is so ready he wastes little time with me. He wants me to kiss, lick, suck his nipples; kiss down his chest onto his abs, tongue his navel; kiss, lick, mouth his ballsack; kiss, lick his butt cheeks, lick his crack and rim his puckered hole; come back up and kiss, lick, suck his cock, take it in my mouth.
Once he has his cock in my mouth he fucks my face. He holds me gently by the back of my head, on my neck, and pushes his cock slowly, slowly, deep into my throat. He can sense when he has cut off my air and I am about to gag, choke on the big head of his thick meat. He can even see it bulging in my
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March 11, 2008
I had been playing around in the chat rooms on AFF for a while when I saw a profile pic that caught my eye. The pic seemed to be of a very fit guy with a very impressive package to boot. I saw he was still in the chat room so I sent him an IM and was surprised when he actually responded. So many of the people in these rooms are weird and will not chat with someone they do not know. I was in a chat room that covered several states and was surprised again when he said he was from the same town I lived in. We started chatting and I found out his name was Daniel, but I told him my name was Bill. We were in a straight room so I did not want to bring up any freaky issues right away. He asked me what I was into and what I was looking for. I told him that I was always up for some fun, whatever may come along hoping he was up for the same.
He replied and asked me if I had ever had any thoughts of playing around with a guy. I replied that I had actually had a few experiences and was always up for another in the right
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February 26, 2008
A BOY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD – CHAPTER 16
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006
“Another weekend, another chapter. There is a double warning on this one; it’s a very, very sad chapter, although no one actually dies… I’m the not the porn version of J K Rowling just yet! Also there is some non-consensual activity at the heart of this segment. I’ve tried my bestest to make it un-gratuitous but it’s there and it happens so anyone who isn’t into that maybe ought to skim over that part. I will apologise that there actually isn’t a great deal of SEX in Ch 16… because I don’t want to waste the time of anyone just looking for a wank. This ain’t a wank chapter, sorry guys and gals. I will try my hardest to make up for that in the next one which, very, very possibly, will be the last proper chapter before the Epilogue. I can hear you sighing with relief even now. I know I am!! LOL
“So without further ado… I give unto you…”
FROGS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOGS’ TAILS…
(PS – the usual terms and condi
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January 17, 2008
OH MY GOD!! 10 o’clock in the morning and I’ve had more sex than any one man could possibly handle.
How wrong that thought turned out to be. We weren’t even one-third of the way toward our goal.
What a mixed bag of emotions. I was physically spent and energized at the same time. Spent from the incredible session I’d just had, yet energized with the fantasy typed thoughts of what was ahead for the rest of the day.
Back into the van, we pulled out of the shopping center and headed north on 159. I assumed we would get back onto the interstate and head toward the city. However, we stayed on 159 and headed north toward Collinsville. It had been a few years since I had been on this old highway, so the sights weren’t familiar to me. We had gone perhaps 6 or 7 miles when we turned off into a small strip center. The van stopped in front of an exotic piercing studio.
“Time for your next gift. This is from all of us, ” announced Nate.
The five of us filed into the small and surprisingly clean establishment
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December 20, 2007
I stare at the wall, listening to the beat of my heart count off seconds, concentrating on keeping my breath slow and steady. I’m not twelve anymore. I’m twenty-six. I’m a successful accountant. I shouldn’t be this freaked out.
I close my eyes again. Take a few deep breaths. Open them.
The fresh paint of the wall stares back at me. Polished plastic tiles on the floor. It’s a mask, a sterile plastic mask of health and hygiene, to hide the sickness and the pain behind the mask, the rotting red stench of death. If you smile and put on sky-blue nighties, you can pretend you’re not dying.
I realize I’m shaking. I hate hospitals.
I draw my hand over my eyes. Look at my watch. Fidget. Will the door to open. Focus on breathing again. Don’t faint. Don’t hyperventilate. Don’t.
“Your name was on the contact card,” the voice on the phone said.
“My name?” I’d replied. I wondered if the person on the other line could hear my hysteria. “But how’d you get my number? I haven’t seen him in seven years.
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December 19, 2007
Chapter 17: When All Else Fails…
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006
“Apologies for the delay to this chapter. My internet connection and my husband have both been sick and it’s taken me a little while to get around to posting. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the penultimate chapter of Rayne’s French adventure.”
The usual terms apply. Copyright belongs to Sadie Rose and Litty.
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COLD TURKEY
Rayne sat on the upper deck of Dan Leland’s yacht, nursing a huge mug of black coffee in both hands. He hunched over the cup as if its heat could warm his whole body. His head was down and tendrils of dark hair drooped around his pale face like hanging vines. When Ant came up to join him he did not even stir. It was as if he had been petrified by the rising sun and turned into a small, golden statue. The older man sat down next to him, facing the empty berth at the end of the far pontoon. He stroked the back of Rayne’s neck gently for a little while.
“When did they go?” the boy asked him huskily at last. He tilted h
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October 18, 2007
Ken had just finished the last aerobics class of the day and was wiping down the various apparatus, when he noticed one of his newer students hanging around the empty gym.
“Can I give you a hand?” asked the handsome young kid.
“Sure,” Ken replied, tossing the him a towel, “I’d appreciate it!”
“Your class was a real bitch! I mean, I don’t think I’ve ever sweated that much in my entire life!”
Ken looked at the skinny kid and figured that he was nineteen, twenty at best. “You’re the new guy in class, right?” he asked.
“Yes,” Chris replied. Ken liked the him immediately. As a professional, he saw the potential in his slender lanky body. As a gay man, he couldn’t help being aroused by his wavy jet-black hair, soft brown eyes, and his smooth square jaw.
As they wiped down the sweaty equipment, Chris stole quick glances at his new teacher. While not grotesquely huge as a body-builder, he was perfectly fit and totally gorgeous. Every muscle and sinew bulged under his skin-tight Lycra single
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October 2, 2007
“Well guys and gals, the time has almost come. This is the penultimate chapter of A Boy Who…For Rayne, the time for vacillating has ended and the time to make a decision has arrived. (I just used the word ‘time’ three times in the last two sentences, didn’t I? Time to get a new thesaurus, I think.) Will Rayne make the right choice? Will he ever be happy? Will anybody ultimately care? Sigh I hope so. ”
xx.Sadie
“THE BOY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD” BELONGS TO SADIE ROSE AND IS POSTED WITH PERMISSION TO LITEROTICA. IF YOU WANT TO REPRODUCE IT THEN YOU SHOULD ASK PERMISSION. IF YOU DON’T ASK FIRST THEN DON’T BE DISAPPOINTED IF YOU GET YOUR ASS SUED!
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4pm
Rayne opened his eyes, feeling tired and thirsty. His head ached and he was convinced that someone was watching him. In that respect he was not incorrect, but it was not Ant who still slumbered exhaustedly beside him on the bed, anaesthetised by their vigorous lovemaking earlier in the afternoon. Daniel Leland leaned casually in the doorway, obser
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September 8, 2007
Ken had just finished the last aerobics class of the day and was wiping down the various apparatus, when he noticed one of his newer students hanging around the empty gym.
“Can I give you a hand?” asked the handsome young kid.
“Sure,” Ken replied, tossing the him a towel, “I’d appreciate it!”
“Your class was a real bitch! I mean, I don’t think I’ve ever sweated that much in my entire life!”
Ken looked at the skinny kid and figured that he was nineteen, twenty at best. “You’re the new guy in class, right?” he asked.
“Yes,” Chris replied. Ken liked the him immediately. As a professional, he saw the potential in his slender lanky body. As a gay man, he couldn’t help being aroused by his wavy jet-black hair, soft brown eyes, and his smooth square jaw.
As they wiped down the sweaty equipment, Chris stole quick glances at his new teacher. While not grotesquely huge as a body-builder, he was perfectly fit and totally gorgeous. Every muscle and sinew bulged under his skin-tight Lycra single
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August 27, 2007
Summary: Sometimes my job has definite perks.
Note: 1) Please remember that unprotected sex can be very dangerous. Only engage in it without protection if you know and trust your lover or if you like things like Russian Roulette. Remember this is a work of fantasy, not reality.
2) This story involves graphic sex between 2 men. If this kind of thing offends you, you’re in the wrong place to begin with.
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Many of you are aware of bellhops as those characters in movies that respond when a bell is rung at the front desk of a major hotel. And that’s not too far off from the truth. But, beyond taking luggage up to a room or out to a cab, we have many other duties to perform. Some might even surprise you.
I work for a large downtown hotel. I’ve been a bellhop for several years since I was downsized out of my previous job. But, while the pay isn’t that great, the tips can be quite sizable. And the stress is far lower. For a young single guy, it’s just about the perfect job.
Even the uniform is kind
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July 28, 2007
The humour was infectious.
Not that it was a funny book, just that the way the story was told tickled Grant just right. And he was, he realized belatedly, stroking himself off as he imagined fucking the book’s hero, Robert. It was the tenth Robert book and also the latest one, fresh off the press. Grant had only discovered them 18 months before so the time between had been fairly well occupied by the ten novels.
Robert was a slightly offbeat cop who always arrived at the wrong time. And if the case got solved it was because he got caught in the middle of some siege or chase or whatever where the bad guy confessed to him at the end. But Robert also worked out seriously and was a bit of an amateur power-lifter who also sang in the local Methodist church choir.
The books had a steady cult following but were never likely to be best sellers. Grant knew that. They were a bit too literary, and a gay cop was also too way out for most readers. Not that Robert was very gay, any sex he had was suggested to have oc
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July 17, 2007
A BOY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD – CHAPTER 12
“BOYS ON FILM”
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006
Apologies for the delay to Chapter 12. I’ve been swanning around Europe and London enjoying myself so things have gotten a little behind. Which, by happy coincedence, is exactly what Aldo and Barclay hope to get themselves at the end of this chapter! As usual, the author reserves the right to stomp all over the heads of anyone who pilfers this material without permission! To everyone else… enjoy!
UNPREPARED:
In spite of all his darkest speculations, Rayne was not molested as he slept in Daniel Leland’s bed. In fact the old man did not sleep there at all. Probably too busy planning his revenge, Rayne though now, with the added benefit of hindsight. The elderly pornographer had not lied about wanting to get on with his pet project. Which is why the denizens of both boats were up and about especially early on this bright, sunny, mid-June morning.
There was a sense of purpose to everyone today; even laughing
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June 30, 2007
4
I was almost shaking as I went down to the basement. What had I done? What was going to happen? Adam had long-since gone. I stopped on our floor on the way down to check. Would he say anything? It was about as bad a situation as one could be in. Better yet, I had the whole weekend to worry about it. And worry about it I did.
I tried to phone him the next day, to no avail; I just got his voice mail. I hoped that he wouldn’t tell anyone. I figured he wouldn’t tell anyone in the management. I mean, who would even mention that? How would you start such a conversation? In any case, he was young too; how offended could he be? But I thought he might mention it to my colleagues; after all, what a coup! I could just imagine that conversation in the canteen the next day, in my absence! It was so difficult to judge. No-one could accuse me of doing something morally wrong, as an individual, but in the corporate setting it seemed so bad.
Despite my worries about the outcome, I found the memory of it incredibly ex
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June 11, 2007
(Recorded by the pen of Brother Andre Boulin des Barres, Lyon, 1762)
“A Monk’s Progress”
They called him Julian the Saint.
Not that he was chaste.
My friend was not even particularly pious, but as for all that, I loved him anyway.
He preferred spirited debate to humble supplication, the Science of Man to the Glory of God, and never failed to let me remember this-
“Andre,” he would say to me, smiling- and here poor Andre would be on his guard, for his smile was always treacherous-
“Andre, you must realize that men are their own gods.”
“Ludicrous,” I would murmur, laughing, for his nature did not offend me.
If anything I had always delighted in it, his unpredictability, his charm- I was secretly thrilled when he spoke words like those to me, for I knew that it was indeed Julian who spoke them.
They called him Julian the Saint, but it was more for the cut of his jib than the shape of his heart. More still for his smile- quick to bloom and slow to fade, and his manner, the epitome of Grecia
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June 5, 2007
FOREWORD
During 2002, Literotica.com challenged volunteer writer’s to create stories for as many story categories as possible. This chapter is part of a novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a number of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I’ll be submitting chapters into at least 17 different story categories. I don’t believe anything like this has been tried here before.
I can promise those readers who are familiar with my work that you’ll find a ton of very erotic reading that will appeal a wide variety of tastes, even though I intentionally attempted to have at least one turn on for anyone visiting Literotica. This saga features mostly caring, even romantic sex, but it’ll occasionally flirt mildly with a “fetish” so a given chapter will genuinely qualify for that category.
Many of these chapters could go into many different Literotica story categories. Many of these chapters could be submitted as First Time, Erotic Couplings, Lesbian, OR Incest
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May 14, 2007
As the daylight broke, I found myself in a hot lust filled dream. A beautiful man was giving my cock an incredible round of servicing. Up and down my hard shaft. And in that dream I suddenly found light pressure against my lips as my faceless lover lightly pressed his dick toward my mouth. The tip glistened with pre-cum and had a familiar and pleasant salty-sweet taste.
As I started to awaken from my dream sleep I quickly became aware that it was not a dream at all. My boyfriend, my lover of three years, Nate was positioned over me in an inviting 69 position. I had met Nate at school as an 18 year-old freshman who had just come out to my family and close friends. He, too, was newly “out” and we stuck up a friendship that had grown into a love affair. We became roommates in the second semester and had shared rooms, lives, and a passion for each other ever since.
As sophomores we moved off campus and had found a one-bedroom apartment. We shared a king-sized bed and always slept naked together. Nate has a c
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May 6, 2007
I couldn’t wait to get off the bus and get back to the jock dorm. I was tired and wanted to sleep, but most of all, I was excited about the new world that had opened up for me. I tried not to think too much about the implications…after all, I wasn’t gay. I had fucked plenty of women and thoroughly enjoyed the experience; I had had my cock sucked and had eaten pussy, and had never thought twice about it…but thinking about Chad’s cock, hands, and ass was a whole new level of enjoyment. His last comment had left me vaguely anxious and disturbed…after all, hadn’t he said nothing else had happened between he and Cliff? I don’t suppose it really mattered…but then again, it kind of did. I guess I wanted Chad all to myself.
I got back to the room before he did and unpacked impatiently. Well, dumped my stuff on the floor is more the truth. I did laundry the typical guy way – throw it all in the washing machine, dump some detergent in, and hope for the best. I turned on the TV and lay down on my bed, my
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