The start of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Considering the impact it was to have on my life, it now seems difficult to believe that it came with no warning. But then, I suppose that's true of almost all of life's most momentous events: they emerge unannounced amidst the most boringly ordinary of our daily routines. === The day...
I had just closed escrow on a house I found in Manhattan Beach, a better part of Los Angeles County than my old digs--closer to the beach. I spent the day moving in my furniture, and as the sun went down, to celebrate I drove to a restaurant I saw on Sepulveda Boulevard. I sat at the bar and ordered a Knob Creek and soda--a little 100 proof whiskey was just...
*Hello and welcome to the newest chapter of Poor Simon! The following piece has gay BDSM, serious Master/slave dynamics, emotional turmoil, and an actual plot, so if any of those scare you or turn you off, then scram. I have decided to devise a 1-10 scale on how rough the sex is in each chapter just to give you an idea. 1 is strait-up consensual vanilla se...
Rule number 1: Know your prey. I eye him as he enters the bar. He looks good tonight; like any other night. Tight white jeans, black leather belt, two chains hanging down his thigh, pink top with the face of a roaring tiger, a vest in some sort of golden and red brocade, several necklaces decorating his chest, snakebite, eyes heavily lined with thick, black...
His wife and two children had been gone for nearly a week; it was their annual summer trip to visit her mother in North Carolina. They would be gone another two weeks and he had no idea what to do with his time outside of work. Today was a bit different for him. It was Saturday and he had some honey-do's to take care of out in the yard. His normal helper Ma...
TOM HAS A SLUT PARTY This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. Aaron's grip on my shoulders tightened; I knew what that meant, and I wanted it to happen. It had been a few days since I had sucked off one of my friends, had swallowed some cum and I wanted it. "One of my friends" I thought as my mouth slowly, deeply,...
Part One I met Teddy Azinger - "Zinger" to almost everyone who knew him - the first day of my freshman year in high school. Zinger was the BMOC from get go. He looked older than the rest of us, and he had the bluest eyes any of us had ever seen. They were shockingly, almost frighteningly, blue. If I had not known differently, I'd have thought they were fake...
As they approached the house, Matt had to remind himself he'd agreed to this. He didn't want to give up on the first real relationship he'd ever had, so he was going to branch out and try some of these things Liam was into. He just hoped he could get his dick hard long enough to get it over with. Inside, they were greeted by a nice enough looking guy with c...
An oil rig is the last place you'd expect to find a gay guy but sure enough my best friend Sean was gay and he worked as an engineer. The guys suspected he was gay but since he wasn't flamboyant and outworked all of them no one ever gave him a hard time about it. It didn't hurt that Sean was a monster of a human being. At 6'4" with zero body fat he didn't ju...
Copywrite by the author. Cannot be reproduced except with written permission from the author. When I travel, be it for business or pleasure, I like to continue my program of running as often as possible. This allows me to remain in reasonable shape. Running also allows me to get out and get some fresh air, as we know hotels and convention centres can have s...