During the summer when I was eighteen, when the long school holidays were even longer because I had sat public exams well before the end of the semester, I spent a lot of time being naked, almost every opportunity - at home, when no one else was around, and out in the woods and downland half a mile or so from the house. I'm not sure what brought it on, I gue...
He could not make out where the snarling and gravelly, throaty noise had come from as he stepped out of the rickety carriage early that dark moonless evening. It was as if somewhere in the acoustics of the steep ridge, someone old and throaty sounding were speaking in a primitive language, but just before the end, he could make out the words in English "fore...
Chapter 6 Seeing Ben at school the next day wasn't fun. My friends and I would usually hang out in the morning before school started but as I rolled out of bed the day after Ben found my magazine and forced me to suck him off, I knew that I could barely stomach the idea. Regardless, I made my way to school very slowly. My backpack felt like it weighed a ton...
It was 1970 and I was a nineteen-year-old college student in England enjoying a weekend of bondage sex at a country farm house with my new friend Gary and with Malcolm the home owner, a dominating retired military man. ***** I dozed for the next half an hour or so, only half listening as the guys reminisced about old times and old friends. I was cozy and w...
My name's Seamus (I blame my parents for that). I'm six foot two, well-muscled, with dark hair and green eyes. I am still at uni and I play rugby. In my second year of university, I elected to stay in the hall of residence where I had been staying since the first year, rather than go out flatting like most of my mates. This was really because I didn't have t...
The story so far... Ben, when desperate for a little extra cash, discovered that there was good money to be made running in races as a 'ponyboy'. Despite being assured that the worst he would be subjected to would be a 'certain amount of groping' he has found that this led, inexorably, to a life as a prostitute. Moreover, Andy Mason, his pimp, along with Ar...
I hope you've been enjoying these characters who've been keeping me company the last few months. I could have gone on much longer but decided this chapter, including some brief epilogues, would be the end of this story. If there's demand for more, I could be persuaded to post various stand-alone stories. I wake up on that Sunday morning, after having bot...
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...
Editor's Note; story contains nonconconsentual situations. I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when read...
I'm so grateful to all the readers who have reached out and become friends. For those of you who haven't reached out yet, go ahead. I try to answer each note individually. I poured a lot of myself, hard work, sweat, and tears into this story. I hope you find it one of your favorites. Enjoy! MJ MONTANA Part 3 Chapter 9 That night at 11:30 when I knock...