Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === As I lay in Debbie's bed, listening to the sounds of her sleeping, I thought about the sex we'd just had. Parts of it had been nice, I mused, but perhaps that was because I'd abstained for so long from being in a woman's bed. It had certainly been a treat to climax inside a woman after all...
"BILLY, STOP IT!!" cried out the slender blonde boy as he struggled to break free from the firm grip of his taller and stronger friend. Billy had come up behind John and bear-hugged him; his hands roaming freely over the smaller boy's chest; squeezing his breasts and pinching his nipples. Suddenly, the older boy grabbed John's hips and pulled him backwards...
I was drawn from a deep sleep by my wife, Sarah, as my heavy eyes tried to pull me into reality. "What? What?" I managed woozily. My wife's nudging stopped and she said, "Someone's pounding on the door." I glanced at the clock, the only light in the pitch-black bedroom. "It's 2:30 in the fucking morning," I hissed in aggravation. "See who it is, but don...
The next morning Nick woke alone, wondering if he'd dreamt Spider coming to see him in the night. He glanced around the room and saw Spider's bag. Soon enough he came back in, handing Nick a coffee. He was shocked at how gaunt Nick looked, his eyes were red with bags and his once wild hair was lank, hanging on his cheek and neck. By the look of him he had no...
Riding my bike in beautiful, sunny Hawaii, enjoying the sunshine and warm breeze as the miles passed easily under my wheels. "What a perfect life," I thought. "Can't get any better than this." Time to go back to the rented condo? No way, not yet. The road that passed the beachfront houses beckoned. I'd only been there a couple of times and the road was p...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too short, yes it's too long, yes this is stupid shit, and yes, I am a horrible writer. For those of...
All rights reserved -- this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer. Chapter 1 Times were difficult. To make ends meet, my wife had taken a job in a lawyer's office. She had been working on her art for the last three years, but our bills had begun to pile up, and we needed the extra income. I was amazed how quickly she got a job -...
I had recently joined the Forestry Service and had gone through training. I was pretty excited about my first real assignment when I was told that I'd be out in the back country with a husband and wife team that had been monitoring and documenting the current bear population in that particular area. I'd brought up fresh provisions with me, and then invited t...
After I finished high school I took a holiday before I decided on a career. I lived with my parents so I didn't need to worry about money. I spent most of my time at the beach but on days when the weather was poor I would catch a train into Sydney to wander around the CBD. I was still pretty naïve back then so any time away from the suburbs seemed like an ad...
*All characters are 18+* Radon and Taylor ran, head down, through the thick filthy sleet. The icy rain had started out as clean white snow, but then it was stained by factory smoke and melted by the roads and buildings it passed. By the time snow got to the Bottom Tier, it was filthy mush that was more dangerous then snow. Snow was insulating, if you didn't...