This is a sweet little story that I wrote for Valentine's Day. Enjoy. **** Frigid rain falls steadily from a leaden sky as the train pulls into Union Station in Portland. Even the dreary weather cannot keep Tigger from bouncing up and down on the edge of his seat. It's a habit he's had all his life. As a child his mother teased him that he was bouncier tha...
But my son's not invisible; his clothes are [For JonKingBros] Funny it happened when we tried "The Invisible Man." I've always wondered about that. Everybody's tried auto-blow, bending into a pretzel, trying to suck your own cock. Everybody's tried it, especially when younger. A flexible guy like my Chuck-o can lie back, roll his hips up, bring his feet...
Chapter 2 Since I am telling you my experiences across the country, I'm going to literally go across the country. I figured it would be better to tell you about each state then about each encounter. Plus you won't get confused by me doing a state and you have to go back to see if I had done it yet. My encounter in Oregon was actually about 10 years ago. I...
This story may contain graphic and dark material that some readers may not agree with. If you are squeamish, please press the back button and dodge this story... The direction I went with this chapter is very, very different from any other chapter I've written so far. I never went with such a subtle approach before and I kinda like it. As always, tell me...
Tucker Williams almost missed his flight. His mind was a thousand miles away as they called for the last passengers to board the flight for San Diego. If it hadn't been for the attentive gate agent, he might have been staring into the distance while his flight rolled down the runway without him. Shocked back into the moment by a gentle tap on his shoulder,...
The penultimate part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === It's not every day one gets caught by one's own son being anally pleasured by another man, but that's how Saturday had started out for me. I'd woken rather later than I usually would, a consequence of a very eventful evening with Bradley which had gone on well into the small...
Rob stood up in the lifeguard's chair and stretched his body, flexing his muscles and giving his best deadpan John Wayne expression. Most of the lifeguards wore T-shirts, but Rob was vain that way. He was shirtless, his torso deeply tanned, his muscles glistening in the late afternoon sun, thanks to a film of sweat and a light lathering of suntan lotion. He...
It was the first time actually experiencing what sex with a man could be, far beyond the intensely focused joys offered by a glory hole, something more encompassing, even more irresistible than imagined. Over the preceding few weeks, the idea of kissing my first man had been growing as a fantasy, a delightful idea that drifted into awareness while stroking...
"You're on your way home, Sir? Now?" "I am." Hal bit his bottom lip. Shoot, shoot, shoot. He hadn't planned anything for dinner. "How long until you get here?" Mac drove one-handed down their street, other hand holding his cell. "Actually, I'm about to pull in the drive." Hal ran a hand through his hair, mind whirling. A sudden flash of lights in the dr...
Sunday 14th February - early evening James called round at three this afternoon and he suggested that we get things moving early next week. So I invited him to view the room I'd prepared especially for him and he followed me in. Even then I hadn't thought it right through and planned what happened next - it just seemed obvious and natural. "I like the look...