The final part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === >> NOTE TO READERS >> I wanted to add a message to this final part of 'Butt Monkey' to say, firstly, thanks for reading and following my story (especially if you've very kindly messaged me to express your appreciation) and, secondly, to find out if you would like me to...
Billy had hold of my hard cock up the leg of my shorts, slowly stroking it making it grow to its full size. "Are you still plugged?" I asked him. "Oh yeah and it's making my ass hungry for cock" he replied. I lifted up off the chair and Billy pulled my shorts down to my ankles. He started kissing and licking the head of my cock, running his tongue into the...
Warning: includes moderate scat, including descriptions of defecation and sex which involves shit. ***** The shower curtain was abruptly yanked open, making Jake pull back in surprise as he wiped his dripping fringe from his eyes. In front of him Guy's son Simon was staring incredulously at him. "What the hell, Jake...? Why are you having a shower in our...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is a continuation from "My Neighbours". I stood watching my neighbours Tom and Andy, desperately hoping they would look my way again. I wouldn't hide from them a second time. I wanted them to see me watching and enjoying what they were doing. I had to have something in my h...
It felt odd for my son and me to be squatting naked together, his back rubbing against mine, but I was sure it must feel even stranger for his best mate Marcus who was lying out on our front room carpet, facing upwards at our two splayed bums and pressing the twinned heads of a double-ended dildo against each of our arseholes. It wasn't the most typical Sat...
(sound of boots on gritty pavement) You look worried. Don't be. Yeah, I'm queer enough for ya. You look nice. How old are you? Really. You look younger. (laughter) Well, I still ain't breakin' the law. The temptation's there, know what I mean? How much? I can swing a hundred. Yep. My wedding ring. Nope, not divorced. Not divorced. Don't want to get divo...
We both positioned our respective underwear in front of us - the outer and less intimate surface of the gussets facing towards us - and Dane lifted mine up to his nose first. I followed his lead, applying the outside of his shorts to my nose even though I would have strongly preferred to have done so with the inner lining, and we both took a few gentle sniff...
I didn't get my threesome with Jake and Marcus after bedtime. It wasn't that my cousin and his buddy didn't recover themselves after the jerk-off we'd had before tea, it was just that by the time the three of us collapsed into Jake's bed, we'd had so much fun with Uncle Rob that we were all just too bloody knackered! It had started after I'd checked in with...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Over the coming days, I realised I was noticing other men's backsides in the same way that I would have previously noticed women's breasts. They were no longer just innocuous mounds of flesh which they sat on, and did other less palatable things with; they were suddenly extremely captivating...
=== Warning: this story includes scat! === If you're driving along the motorway and feel like a break, I would strongly recommend Mudchute Services. They're fairly easy to find, right next to Brown Wood, and you'll find the toilet facilities make a very worthy detour. I'd paid little attention to gents' toilets all the years I'd been married, but these d...