I use the phrase 'boy panties' when referencing guy's underwear because I can't write one story without my favorite word, panties, in it. So, no, they're not actual panties... Or are they? "Hey, Charlie. I have to tell you something and I need you to promise you won't be mad," Reese said when his girlfriend answered the phone and greeted him. "Uh oh, what...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters have attained the age of 21 years or older. **** I had just checked into my hotel in rural bum fuck just as the sun set. Dragging my bags into the hotel through the rain had left me cold and a tired. "Damn it!" I shouted at myself. I realized I had left my phone in the car after getting undressed for a...
Author's note: Wow, you guys are amazing! Thank you all so much for the support - I only hope part two will live up to your expectations. Again, your thoughts and suggestions are very much appreciated. I'm thinking there will be a few more parts of this - please bear with me, I don't have much time to dedicate to writing. In fact almost all of this story w...
The weekend flew by. We slept in on Saturday. Then we went and saw Beth to see how she was doing. This was followed by housework and naughty stuff. Adam dropped by with Remmy in the early afternoon to let us know Richard had been charged. Due back in court first week of February, they had confirmation he is back in Durham, NC. On Sunday morning we went to...
********** I had just walked out of the showers and was standing in front of my locker. I looked down at my cock, no surprise that I was hard and pointing straight up to the ceiling. I sighed; this was getting a bit ridiculous. I quickly put on a pair of boxer briefs and pulled on some cargo shorts then adjusted my cock, making me groan out loud. "Got a p...
The next evening I rushed round to Andy's as soon as I could. I dressed almost the same as I did the night before, but I left my boxers off. My thinking was two fold. Firstly I wanted Andy to see what a slut I was, but secondly if he couldn't make me wipe his cum up with my boxers, then he'd have to let me taste it! He greeted me at the door topless, weari...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY "Please... sir." Two little words, but just saying them is like leaping off of a cliff into the unknown. No parachute, no idea if anything will slow...
My Gap Year. My name is Hamish Macbeth, apart from having a really crappy name, I have wild bushy red hair that's always untidy and needing cut, blue eyes which means I am in the one percent of the red haired population category, five foot eight and a wee bit in height, weight not too bad but could lose a few, or so, pounds. Not very outwardly going, always...
It all started innocently enough. My friend Dave and I were left to fend for ourselves while our wives went on a spa weekend. We had been both been married for more than a couple of decades and had very positive and healthy marriages. As a part of that, our sex lives were fulfilling. Our wives left midday on Friday. Dave and I decided to go to a sports b...
"First off, you ran..." Lee's leather belt whickered crisply. Marshall felt a familiar tightening that began in his stomach and radiated outward before finding a home in his balls and leaking cock. He had a heightened sense of awareness of every move Lee made, despite not being able to see him. He tracked the arc of the belt by sound alone just before it ma...