Pulling in to the park I saw his car parked there, I got my gear and headed out, I knew where he would be, I would find him in his usual spot. I could see him standing there nervous, terrified, he looked so young for an eighteen year old, he was so sexy, his tight jeans, hugging his beautiful bubble butt, his worn tee shirt barely covering his built chest, b...
CW: financial exploitation, physical roughness, WS, allusions to homophobic persecution in other countries. This is a nasty little one-off with a lot of findom elements and might not be your cup of tea. On feedback: I can't reply to anonymous messages, so if you want a question answered you need to use an email or leave a comment here. Thanks! ---- The...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === As I lay in Debbie's bed, listening to the sounds of her sleeping, I thought about the sex we'd just had. Parts of it had been nice, I mused, but perhaps that was because I'd abstained for so long from being in a woman's bed. It had certainly been a treat to climax inside a woman after all...
I needed to get away from Avis. I normally hadn't gone with her on her buying sprees for the boutique gift shop we owned and she ran in the well-heeled Buckhead suburb of Atlanta. I tried to keep busy managing the tennis program at Georgia Tech. I'd been a top twenty professional once and still played doubles in tournaments when I could get a partner willing...
=== Friendly warning: Parts of this series include incest between a man and his father === ***** I was woken up from the blissful sleep by the familiar sound of raindrops hitting away at the window screen. I opened my eyes and tried to get my thoughts in line for the first couple of seconds. It seemed hard to remember what was the reason why I had arms of...
He's the mid 40s muscle stud daddy who picked me up in the hotel bar. I'm the horny stud muffin, 20 years younger. We'd chatted and joked at the bar, half watching a hockey game on a big screen TV on the wall. We were getting along. I liked his style, his confident, masculine presence, and the way he put me at ease. It was clear he was interested in me, me i...
When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard on that won’t quit. Sixty years ago,I worked in what was once my Grandfather’s Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by m...
I padded back to the bedroom with food for me and Ryan to snack on. Ryan was sitting up in bed, the quilt lying on his legs, but his hairy, toned torso was visible, which I loved so much. I also loved his stubble, which was getting thicker and how his brown hair stuck out at odd angles due to sleep. "There you go handsome." I said, as I handed over the food...
I thank Nick Bella for his tremendous help in editing. ***** I had recently broken up with a long-time lover and was free to once again enter the dating scene. I had purchased a home in the suburbs so driving into town to the bars was a long trip, I obviously couldn't get too drunk as I had to drive home. While at the bar I found a paper that had adver...
We cuddled in silence for a while. I felt fully relaxed, if not still a bit tipsy, enjoying the afterglow of my first penetration and the feeling of fullness in my bottom. There was a very slight breeze and the moon was illuminating the spa and deck. After a while I climbed out of the spa and went to bed where I slept soundly until morning. I woke up with mi...