A few months ago I met a guy called Edward and it turned out that, among his varied and chequered past, he'd been divorced and has a son in his late teens, just like me. His lad is called Ashley; he's eighteen and at university in Sheffield. My son is Jake who's nineteen and at Leeds. Edward is physically much larger and stronger than me; something I alway...
The penultimate part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === It's not every day one gets caught by one's own son being anally pleasured by another man, but that's how Saturday had started out for me. I'd woken rather later than I usually would, a consequence of a very eventful evening with Bradley which had gone on well into the small...
It turned out to be totally different from playing around with girls. For a start, we didn't even get on his bed together and there was cuddling each other or anything like that. I just hitched the front of my jeans down so my aching hard-on sprung up, and Harvey pulled the back of his down and leaned over a chair. His hairy arse crack gaped open and I shuf...
We both positioned our respective underwear in front of us - the outer and less intimate surface of the gussets facing towards us - and Dane lifted mine up to his nose first. I followed his lead, applying the outside of his shorts to my nose even though I would have strongly preferred to have done so with the inner lining, and we both took a few gentle sniff...
(continued from Sniffing Mike's Briefs) 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's way. We don't share much except the rent. Mike doesn't have a clue that I secretly enjoy sniffing his dirty laundry,...
I was walking around the pond by my house. The sun was shining and it was a very hot day. As I came over the bridge I noticed my school's soccer team was practicing at the soccer fields. There were about 25 of them , all hot and sweaty. But I only cared about one of them. Jason Little was running across the field to get a drink of water as I sat down on one...
You know those people who are just not very good friends with deodorant? You run into them once in a while, maybe in a crowd, or on public transport - bonus points if it's on a hot day. Most people react to that by being disgusted, and honestly, I get that. Never have I thought that the smell of a sweaty man can be anything else but off-putting. That is unti...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === I scrolled down the pictures of men's underwear filling the screen, trying to locate the Calvin Klein boxer briefs Jake prefers. If I bought him the wrong ones, he'd wear them once and then that would be it. He'd say they were uncomfortable or they chaffed at his thighs or they rode up into...
It all started when I was eighteen during my senior in high school. My name is Dan and at that time I was 5' 10 and fairly skinny I was only 160 pounds. I was not very athletic so gym was not my favorite class. I was especially uncomfortable showering after. Many of the jocks would strut through the locker room completely in the nude. The worst and most bois...
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'...