It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...
I looked at the clock. It was going on for three. At this rate, I was going to need half a jar of coffee to get me going in the morning. I'd been enjoying having horny thoughts about the first time I'd hooked up with Marcus, and it had been nice to lie here snuggling into his back and rubbing my dick against his bum while I'd played through it in my head. I...
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...
It turns out making a good sex tape is harder than you'd think. The first things we ran into were nerves. As soon as the thought sank in, I started getting cold feet. After all, I knew how much could go wrong, having been a victim of revenge porn before. At the same time, I trusted Chad in a way I'd never trusted anyone. We both knew so much about each othe...
Tommy's Third Year at College [In this part of the story, Tommy and Martin take over the narration.] Chapter 52 Martin: Alone in Camford When I had returned with David Singleton-Scarborough from Bristol airport feeling sad that I would not see my darling fag-boy for at least ten weeks, he said to me, "Martin, I know exactly how you feel! Saying goodbye to...
About a year ago, I was sent on a three day training course in Sydney by the company I work for. There were eight of us in the class. Steve, my colleague was the only one I knew previously. It is about a two hour commute from my home to Sydney so the company put me up in a hotel. Steve, being married with kids, decided to commute each day. Two of the other...
"Whoa! I didn't know you guys were playing piggy-backs in here!" Jake called out when he saw his dad on all-fours with Guy squatting behind him. The hairy broad-chested plumber chortled across at his fuck-buddy's son. He always enjoyed a bit of banter with Jake. "Reckon you could take giving me a piggy-back, Jake?" he asked my cousin, grabbing my Uncle Rob...
David sat at home in his kitchen on a plastic chair and felt the last few dribbles of piss run from his dick and into his underpants whilst what had not been soaked up by his wet grey corduroy shorts made a puddle underneath him. He pushed his lap-top away from himself and ran his hands over the front of his saturated corduroy. Now he had finished wetting hi...
(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...
Thanks to everyone who cared enough to give me their comments! Much appreciated! Chapter Three I was pleasantly surprised as I drove into the driveway of Red’s new home. Of course, it had been his son’s and daughter-in-law’s home earlier, but Red had paid off the mortgage when he moved here from Florida after their death. He was determined that his grandso...