The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === While Matt Strickson's PowerPoint presentation was unremittingly dreary, the way his arse flexed and rippled in the back of his tight grey trousers every time he turned towards the whiteboard was more than enough to keep me entertained. Most people betray at least some signs of nervousness...
The alarm clock startled me from a deep slumber, and for a brief moment, I was in the clutches of unmitigated fear and panic. OH NO, my mind screamed. I HAVE TO GET OUT OF THESE PANTIES BEFORE MY MOTHER OR SISTERS CATCH ME! When I reached over and pushed the button to stop the noisy clock, I was conscious enough to I realize I no longer lived at home. I f...
Brent walked into the boys lockerroom and took a deep breath. Immediately his nose was assaulted with the rank odours of the sweaty college jocks who frequented the lockerroom. Brent found comfort in the smells, as it was an ever present odour on the football field, and it reminded him of the many games he and his buddies had won and lost together. But, Bren...
"You can't be fucking serious!" "Oh I can be, baby, and I am." He said plainly. "Stephen! I can't wear this shit outside! It's one thing when you and I are playing around in the house, but not out there. What if someone sees me?" "Who's going to recognize you in that? No one. Besides we agreed." "No we didn't agree! You made up the rules and then said we...
I awoke the next morning to the sight of Roy's wadded up boxers lying on his empty bed and the sound of the shower already running. He had been naked in the room with me again and I had dozed through it. I was bitterly disappointed. My mind filled with visions of the huge man's massive hands roaming the voluptuous contours of his kingly bulk. I dug a hand...
This is a multi part story that contains MM, MF, and MMF sex. * Background; Firstly, let me introduce myself, I'm Alex a mid 40's Entrepreneur based in Glasgow, I run a very successful property development company, which has recently moved into new offices within a renovated and extended 1920's 3 storey Art Deco Building. My company owns the building, whi...
It was Friday. I actually got home from work early and started stripping as soon as I hit the front door. Mike wasn't in, probably doing more laps at the field. Mike and I are roommates, sharing this inexpensive two-bedroom house in this college town. He goes to school and I go to work. We cut the expenses down the middle and manage not to get in each other'...
"Johnny," Sue whispered in my ear, "you want to come and party with us at our house?" Her hand was rubbing my thigh through my jeans, and occasionally brushed over my hard cock. She giggled when she felt my erection. My face flushed from the alcohol and excitement. I answered her, "Ah, well...yeah, sure!" The bartender had just announced 'last call' when...
"Do you take it up the ass?" I froze in place on the barstool. I couldn't believe he said that to me. I stared intently at the pool tables on the other side of the bar, ignoring him, not saying a word. His large hand, which had been lightly stroking my lower back, moved to my thigh. Between the bigness of his hand and the smallness of my body, he was ab...