LittleBuddy

Below you can find the complete collection of stories by LittleBuddy.

Another Horny Night

31 Jan 2026 comments

He lights the cigar and blows, filling my nostrils with the distinctive smell of cigar and I can’t help but take a deep breath in. He turns slightly and takes another step towards my car, moving so close to my window I could reach out to touch his bulge. He puts one elbow above me and rests it on the roof of my car. “Nice night.” He says.

9.4 (123) 5028 Reads 20 Min

Second Year: The Offensive Lineman (ch. 6)

29 Jan 2026 comments

With my head down against the wind, I thought about Ben again, and wondered if I could see him again. A three-hour drive wasn’t the best way to get a married father to visit, but I was getting desperate, and my resolve to be a good boy was quickly fading. And then, as I reached for the library door, I heard: "How’s it going little dude?"

9.4 (53) 1835 Reads 18 Min

Torques (ch. 15)

21 Jan 2026 comments

“That’s just the beginning.” And then he was leading me by the hand, not toward the bedroom, but toward the couch. He sat down and pulled me down with him, until I was straddling his lap, his sweats still down around his knees, his big hands settling on my hips, holding me there.

9.8 (52) 1583 Reads 8 Min

All Grown Up (ch. 13)

20 Jan 2026 comments

I was in a pair of pj bottoms and nothing else when my phone rang, and I forgot all about Steve and picked up the receiver with a dirty mind. “I was hoping you’d call.” I purred. I could hear loud sounds, like he was driving. “Well sorry it took me so long.” But it wasn’t Neil. It was Ben’s voice.

9.5 (58) 2656 Reads 20 Min

Yes Sir (ch. 15)

15 Jan 2026 comments

I moaned out as his thick tongue licked my hole hungrily, his big hands gripping each cheek to hold me apart. And as I lay there in the dark, Dwayne “Mac” MacDonald, current CFL player, began to eat his own load out of my ass.

9.7 (30) 2509 Reads 12 Min

Torques (ch. 14)

14 Jan 2026 comments

I didn't wave or call out. Just stood there trying to calm my breath as I watched him get out of the truck. He was gorgeous, even after a long day of work with me. From a distance, I could see why so many fans called him the hottest quarterback ever. I understood the desire to just look at him and lust.

9.7 (56) 1210 Reads 7 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 10)

12 Jan 2026 comments

Brasidas turned his gaze back to me, and I saw the claim, the obsession, the brutal desire he seemed to have for me return to his eyes with a devastating clarity. "This war between us ends now, do you understand? Now I will show you what it truly means to be my eromenos.”

9.5 (31) 915 Reads 10 Min

Moving On (ch. 4)

11 Jan 2026 comments

Mario was grinning at me. “You’re gonna make me cum again.” I moaned out. “Do it kid. Cum for me.” He purred over me and I clutched his body so tight as I came a second time. And as I did, I heard the words “Oh my God I love you!” spill out of my mouth as I shuddered under him.

9.6 (52) 2415 Reads 16 Min

Daddy's Home (ch. 15)

10 Jan 2026 comments

I watched his massive body move as he stood up and moved to the Lay-z-boy recliner. He watched me watch him as he sat down on it, flipping the handle and raising the footstool with it, reclining backwards, his big bare feet now sticking up slightly as his naked body sat there in the leather chair. “Climb on board baby and show me what you want."

9.6 (38) 4569 Reads 10 Min

All Grown Up (ch. 12)

8 Jan 2026 comments

Neil’s smile slowly spread across his face as he quietly looked at me, but then his eyes looked down at my hand on his knee. “I guess that explains Ben?” He said it so quietly I wasn’t sure I really heard it, but when I looked up at his face his brown eyes were staring at me. “What about Ben?” I tried to ask innocently, but his face didn’t change.

9.7 (29) 2156 Reads 12 Min

Torques (ch. 13)

7 Jan 2026 comments

For the first time since last night, he looked like he was just as unsure as I felt. The confidence of the kitchen was gone, replaced by a vulnerability that I recognized in his eyes that probably mirrored my own. Here it comes, that voice in my head barked and my chest tightened, ready for the blow.

9.7 (50) 1105 Reads 5 Min

Torques (ch. 12)

9 Dec 2025 comments

He appeared in the doorway, wearing the grey pants I left for him, and I noticed right away his cock swinging free in the middle as leaned against the frame. His hair was a mess from our recent morning romp, his eyes still soft with sleep, the pants a big baggy on his muscular lean frame. But otherwise he looked absolutely stellar.

9.8 (71) 1783 Reads 8 Min

Torques (ch. 11)

3 Dec 2025 comments

Those grey eyes never looked away, and the smile never stopped as he breached my still lubed ass. A big hand grabbed the back of my neck and he pulled me back towards him, not for a kiss, but to just rest his forehead to mine.

9.7 (62) 1834 Reads 8 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 9)

2 Dec 2025 comments

Brasidas huffed at me, and spit onto the ground at my feet. “Your brother, Alexandrios…," he said, hearing my brother’s name spoken aloud seemed to hit me harder than I expected, "…had a fire that could have lit up all of Greece." His voice, usually a gravelly command, softened into something I did not recognize from him.

9.5 (31) 757 Reads 23 Min

A Study Break (ch. 3)

28 Nov 2025 comments

I almost didn’t recognize him out of his SECURITY uniform. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a long grey winter coat with a dark grey tuque on his head and scarf wrapped around his thick neck, his brown winter laced boots crossed at the ankles. I did a double take, my eyes catching the sight of him as some hunky model posing for a pic.

9.8 (95) 5039 Reads 20 Min

Torques (ch. 10)

23 Nov 2025 comments

I knelt over him, the mattress dipping under my weight. I covered him with my body, my hands on either side of his head. I just looked, drinking in the reality of him. Troy Jenkins. In my bed at last. Naked. Hard. Panting.

9.7 (78) 2118 Reads 8 Min

Second Year: The Offensive Lineman (ch. 5)

22 Nov 2025 comments

And then I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs and I smirked even wider and opened the door to the bathroom just a smidge to give Ben the hint. But it wasn’t Ben who came in suddenly, but rather Mark, in a grey tank top and a pair of boxer shorts, his eyes narrow as he took in my naked body.

9.6 (45) 2630 Reads 22 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 8)

21 Nov 2025 comments

With a guttural sound that was half agony, half surrender, he crossed the room and his mouth crashed down on mine. All the fear, the rage, the public humiliation, the private torment—it all poured into that kiss. It was desperate and furious and tender all at once.

9.7 (26) 868 Reads 8 Min

Torques (ch. 9)

15 Nov 2025 comments

He broke the kiss, his forehead resting against mine, water dripping from both our faces, but it was me that went to my knees first. And holy God what a big thick dick. It was long, like a pole, hard and sticking straight up.

9.8 (67) 2326 Reads 6 Min

Torques (ch. 8)

14 Nov 2025 comments

He licked his lips, his blue eyes raking over my chest when he made a sound. I looked down at my pecs, still impressive and hard, muscled from good genes and hard gym time. I made them flex, then dance and he let out a soft “Fuck me.” While my brain screamed I will, I managed to speak. “Your turn.”

9.7 (69) 2102 Reads 12 Min

Daddy's Home (ch. 14)

13 Nov 2025 comments

They were taking their turns. First King and Bo, then Cowboy, now Coop. One at a time. Making sure I felt each one slide in. Giving me a taste of what they could do. They wanted their pleasure, turning me into the slut I always knew I was.

9.7 (47) 4368 Reads 10 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 7)

11 Nov 2025 comments

"This is you,” he whispered, his forehead resting against mine as he moved inside me. He stilled me, forcing my body to relax, his rhythm now a desperate but forceful deliberate reclaiming. “This, right here.” His hand gripped my pectoral muscle, his fingers outlining my heart. “This is mine. Remember? He cannot touch this."

9.8 (22) 968 Reads 10 Min

Torques (ch. 7)

10 Nov 2025 comments

I brought my hand up to his wrist at first, my fingers barely making it around the thickness of this man. But then my other hand removed itself from his chest and found his jaw, the stubble rough against my palm, showing him without words that I was here, that I wasn’t going anywhere as I tried to control my breathing and my pounding heart.

9.7 (64) 2083 Reads 5 Min

Torques (ch. 6)

9 Nov 2025 comments

Now that we’re alone, it’s harder to avoid him. I keep my eyes on the torque converter. But I was feeling something, other than the need to fuck someone else, other than the tension between us. Something I needed to get off my chest. I needed to tell him, but what exactly I didn’t know.

9.7 (63) 1986 Reads 7 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 6)

8 Nov 2025 comments

I stood as tall as I could and lifted my chin upward. "I knelt to him. I gave him my oath. I am his eromenos now, in truth." I kept my voice even. "The training… it is not what you think. It is an agreement. And I have chosen to obey." Theron stared at me as if I were a stranger, someone else standing before him.

9.8 (22) 973 Reads 11 Min

All Grown Up (ch. 11)

6 Nov 2025 comments

I felt my head nodding as I looked into his eyes. My ass twitched, remembering how good it felt when Mario’s beer can thick cock had slowly fucked me many times last year. But now I felt the slight bruising from mere minutes ago by his girlfriend’s father. Ben’s cum was still circling inside me and all I could think about was Mario’s tasty cock.

9.8 (49) 3752 Reads 16 Min

Torques (ch. 5)

6 Nov 2025 comments

Big Ray took the socket, his eyes meeting mine for a second. There was a flicker there. Something ambiguous. Maybe just friendly camaraderie. Maybe a hint of curiosity. With big, straight, married guys, you could never tell. It was all part of the frustrating, addictive game I found myself playing lately. It was all I knew.

9.3 (59) 2313 Reads 7 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 5)

5 Nov 2025 comments

He began to move, not with the force I was expecting, but with a slow, deliberate calculation, his hands releasing my chest, moving all over my torso in a claiming I didn’t understand. I kept my eyes closed as he used me. This was my duty. I belonged to him. Erastes and erominos. Sparta’s acceptable union.

9.7 (26) 1199 Reads 9 Min

Yes Sir (ch. 14)

5 Nov 2025 comments

I looked at the pic Grant held out. "He’s got tons of money and a dirty mind. I recognized him when he took his mask off.” Grant looked down at my body. “He likes smaller jocks, straight muscle type guys that can take a hard pounding and won’t out him.” He raised an eyebrow. “So you interested?”

9.8 (33) 2918 Reads 25 Min

Torques (ch. 4)

4 Nov 2025 comments

Instead of wanting to go out and find relief with some random, I stayed at home and reached for myself, to satisfy my own needs while replaying images from the day about Troy Jenkins. Like the flex of his forearm when he tightened a bolt, or the way his coveralls fit across the width of his back when he leaned over an engine, or that ass.

9.4 (59) 2330 Reads 9 Min

The Next Get-A-Way (ch. 4)

31 Oct 2025 comments

I looked down the narrow aisle at the comically small door of the lavatory. I looked back at his six-foot-two, solid-muscle frame of 240 pounds. “In there?” I hissed. My 57-year-old retired police officer with the daring rejuvenated freedom of a teenage delinquent lately with the physique of a Roman gladiator grinned. How could I say no?

9.6 (27) 1276 Reads 12 Min

The Taste of Revenge (ch. 4)

30 Oct 2025 comments

“Got room for me?” Aldo's deep voice added as he moved in around Dom, holding his cock in his hand, hiding it from sight as I took in his darker looking body. Dom was all smooth and a bit thicker in build compared to his brother's more defined muscular build with a splash of hair on his hard pecs and that sexy line leading down over his abs.

9.6 (22) 1542 Reads 21 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 4)

29 Oct 2025 comments

I fought for a feeling. For the memory of Theron's mouth on mine, his hands in my hair, the look in his eyes that saw me, and not the ghost of a better son. And that feeling, that secret warmth, was the only reason my trembling legs still held me up. It was not my weakness. It was the only strength I had left.

9.8 (23) 1209 Reads 8 Min

A Spartan Soul: Treason of the Heart (ch. 3)

28 Oct 2025 comments

“You will learn discipline,” Brasidas grunted, his breath smelling of metal and wine. “You will learn strength. You will learn that a mind is nothing without the will to enforce it.” He released me, and I stumbled back a step, my skin burning where he had touched me.

9.8 (25) 1190 Reads 7 Min

Torques (ch. 3)

28 Oct 2025 comments

I tore my eyes away from the Ivan-shaped distraction to see a beefy man with a permanent grease stain on his cheek and a toothpick tucked in the corner of his mouth. The same married guy I blurted out to when I first walked into the garage. The big, solid just-my-type-married-man. Doug Smith, Smitty everyone called him.

9.4 (75) 3015 Reads 7 Min