Keith sat at the kitchen table, angry. It was his 18th birthday, and he spent it alone. "That bitch." he fumed, "She can't spend one lousy fucking day with her only son." Keith's mother, Sheila, was at that moment in her bedroom. The words she used with Keith was "entertaining a friend" but he classified it as "being a whore". She spent a lot of time "ente...
This is a sequel to, "Everything happens for a reason-Ch.1." * The sun was shining right in my eyes when I awoke. Ooh, my head...I had WAY too much wine last night. "This was getting to be a habit,'" I thought again for the hundredth time. I focused on the source of the light, and it was the partially closed hotel blackout curtains. Damn those things. No m...
I woke up the next morning to noise coming from the next room. I sat up groggily and rubbed my head. I stood up and stretched, my back popping as I did. I walked over to the next room and was greeted with a beautiful sight. Anthony was bent over looking for something in a cabinet. The way he was bent over made his thick thighs show all the power that they h...
Along with my twin sister Carol, I'd been 'farmed out' to stay with my Aunt Sarah during the summer holidays. It wasn't anybody's fault, it was just that my grandfather was terminally ill and our parents had gone to look after him for his last few weeks just as the university year ended. It was one of those things and my sadness for grandpa overruled any com...
We were enjoying our new arraignment. In my own apartment I was sleeping on the futon in my den. I stopped sleeping in the bedroom because I could not deal with sharing a bed with her and not be able to touch her. I would sneak upstairs at night sometimes and join them for part of the night. My wife would often tell me in the morning how she heard (as she p...
This one was a real bitch. Just count the number of orgasms I had to bring my guys to in the time frame of 1 1/2 pages. Ow. My hand hurts. Seriously, count them. So...Which of my guys would you fuck? -K * Donovan's jeans were down at his ankles. I was naked with my back smeared against the door of the washroom stall, my legs wrapped around my brother'...
Chris She moaned every time I thrust in her. Bitch had already come twice. However, I was still waiting for my own orgasm. I guess I was just not on the right mood. I pushed out of her and took off my condom. She whined with dissatisfaction, but I seriously did not care. I did not even know her fucking name. I pulled up my pants and left the room, lighting...
A slightly strange tale about a man in a loveless marriage and the neighbors next door. *** It was my fault, all of it. It was just an ordinary week in August, or so I thought when my vacation began. My wife Jill and I were planning on taking a couple little jaunts in the northeast and just hanging around the house in lieu of a real vacation because she...
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...
CAMERON He knew he was not a good student. He had never been throughout his time in school and especially when he was in high school. Cameron received poor grades from nearly every teacher even though he played sports and had many friends. Sure, he could maintain a solid C-average but not much more than that. But, having maintained above a 2.0 GPA he could...