If there was anything I had learned over the last two years it was that good things can happen in the strangest of ways. Today had been pretty strange and as a result I couldn't sleep, but the soft snoring coming from the man at my side meant I was alone with my thoughts. Some of my thoughts were definitely about him, considering how I could wake him and g...
********** I had just walked out of the showers and was standing in front of my locker. I looked down at my cock, no surprise that I was hard and pointing straight up to the ceiling. I sighed; this was getting a bit ridiculous. I quickly put on a pair of boxer briefs and pulled on some cargo shorts then adjusted my cock, making me groan out loud. "Got a p...
I avoided Ayden the best I could when he came down to the lobby to eat. There was no way I could make small talk, not after I'd watched him masturbate. The more I think about it, the more certain I am that he didn't seen me. I'm not sure if that's good or not. At least if he did know, I would have a reason to switch rooms. As it is, it would just seem like I...
Thank you Cameron for your thoughtful feedback. Do not publish without my explicit permission. -------------- Standing alone in a broken-glassed bus shelter in the middle of nowhere, I'm watching the rain pouring like a spilt shipment of beans and the streetlights staining everything the colour of an orange gone bad. It's cold. I'm hungry. He's lat...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Driving over to Rugby for a meeting with a prospective customer, my car started spluttering on the A4304, and refused to respond when I tried to accelerate. Half a mile on, the engine was threatening to cut out altogether, so I pulled into the next lay-by, which was thankfully not too distan...
Author's Note -- Another instalment. Finally we get some time with Efrain. For those unfamiliar with the name, the correct pronunciation is ef-RYE-een, with a slight roll to the "r". Vuis sounds like "vice". This is my first attempt at both erotica and extended fiction, and I more than welcome feedback. Thank you for reading. ~Dayne Chapter 3 – Bareback S...
Author's Note Characters really do take on a life of their own, so it's not my fault that I'm writing erotic fiction. I'd been developing characters for an unrelated project, and two of them couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was like those annoying neighbors that have loud sex all the fucking time, only it's going on in your own head and you can'...
"Nice bracelet." The customer smirked at the pink, blue, green, and purple circle around my wrist. I nodded without looking at it or him. It was a gift from my daughter and I wasn't willing to talk about it, especially today, and definitely not to someone who was being such an ass. "Here is the invoice for the repairs. If you'll just sign it on the line a...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === At first I was convinced my ex-wife was in the bed with me. It was Sunday morning and I was in that half-dreaming half-dozing state I sometimes end up in when I've slept too long and I really should get up. I'd opened an eye to check the alarm clock a couple of times and, even though it wa...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Jake mentioned over tea that the drama department at his college was looking for someone to help out with the Christmas pantomime. It was still early November but rehearsals were already underway. "I didn't think you were interested in drama, Jake." "I'm not actually in it," he replied, th...