This is a multi-part story. Each chapter builds on information and knowledge from previous chapters. It is highly recommended, before you read this chapter, read the previous chapters, beginning with Chapter 01. It is my goal to upload at least 1 chapter each week. How many chapters will there be? I don't know, yet. These are the adventures of four main cha...
Weeks run Thursday thru Wednesday, as Thursdays are the days the group meets for their weekly updates. This is not a sex story, but rather a story of two individuals meeting and falling in love. Week 7 Thursday Everyone was at the final group meeting. The paper had gotten its final revisions and the oral presentation details had been finalized. The whol...
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Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === I'd driven up to Leicester after work to attend the 'Men's Sexual Health Issues' meeting which ran at an adult learning centre on Monday evenings. I suspected the title was really a euphemism to conceal the fact it was aimed at sex addicts and fetishists. Men like me, in other words. It too...
Sergeant Samuel Stillwell adjusted the temperature in the squad car again. The howling wind created a psychological feeling of cold. Of course, the fact the ambient temperature was -29 Celsius aided that freezing feeling. Sam hadn't been on a car patrol for a great many years. He was 47 years old, had served the city police since he was 23 and was only a ye...
I'm not sure when I started thinking what it would feel like to have a man suck my cock, or me suck one, but I think it got a big push when I got my first computer and went online. Somehow I stumbled on some gay porn sites and all I knew was that I got instantly hard. Several years later I heard of a place south of town, just off the interstate, where a nud...
I smiled as I walked naked, in only flip-flops and shades, carrying my shorts and tank through the gathered group of horny men. I was still getting the applause and a few were rubbing and slapping my bare ass. Some were still jacking their hard cocks. I continued down a trail into the thicker part of the woods where a small pond was and turned to see a seve...
Ethan smiled at Trish as he jogged to the elevator. "Where are you headed?" She sat up in her seat, looking confused and a little pleased. "I'm taking Carey to a support group for people who deal with phobias," Ethan smiled. "What? You convinced him to leave?" Trisha stood up, shocked. "Yeah, why?" Ethan stopped as she ran up to him, her heels tapping on...
Note: This story is a sequel/spinoff of my other story 'The Lunar Life'. While it is not absolutely necessary to have read that beforehand to understand this, it is highly recommended. If you are not a fan of sci-fi, I would appreciate if you gave it a shot anyway. It's not 'Star wars' sci-fi, more 'dystopian future' sci-fi. Hey guys, I'm back with the requ...
Mitch was a lot older than the rest of us in the college program. He was an ex-Marine. Back from a second tour in Iraq, catching up with his life. He would be a natural leader among the students even if his playing skills didn't shine brightly above the rest of ours in all of the intermural sports we played to let off steam. Even in choosing sides and gettin...