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...
Cum on Panties - Our phone sex is always so hot, you egg me on in so many ways. My wife has no idea how much I wear her panties not to mention her lingerie, stockings and dresses. We talk about what I'd wear when we get together as I suck your cock. You always have me send you pictures of me dressed in panties, stockings & high heels, telling me how perfectl...
Badger just loved to sniff cock. At first that's all it seemed he wanted. He'd call me his ginger boy - for obvious reasons. He was a guy of about seventy and somehow really turned me on, and me? I was only twenty but as Badger would say, a real handful - and I knew what he meant. I shall never know why but he gave me the time of my life in his small front l...
Note: This story contains BDSM themes. It was edited by Naughty_Penpal; thank you for your work! Comments are always appreciated! * Billy woke up alone the next morning. He slid over to the empty spot beside him and sniffed the duvet, catching a faint trace of his Master's scent. He spent some time idly rolling around, then eventually got up. Master Xen...
The lad grinned across at me, pleased for the lift. I wasn't going exactly where he wanted, but I could take him to a motorway junction twenty miles short without too much of a detour. He'd have to sort himself out from there: either stand in the cold with his thumb sticking out, like he had before I pulled up, or otherwise pay for a bus. He didn't look lik...
Once I got there, I walked up the front path to Roy's house. It was the biggest house in town, a total mansion. I rang the doorbell, and Roy opened the door with a smug look on his face. He was wearing the same clothes as the day before, minus the football pads. "Come on in, fag. We have the place to ourselves, since my parents are gone for a couple weeks,"...
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...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === A few months after Linda had left me, when it was becoming clear even to me that my ex-wife wasn't coming back, I'd signed up to become a member of a couple of online dating sites in the hope that I might yet meet my soul mate. The endeavour had proven largely fruitless as the women who resp...
"Are you in there, Badger?" barked Jeff knocking at the allotment shed door. "Hang on just a moment" was the gruff reply. "What you doing in there, sounds like you are out of breath," continued Jeff teasing, knowing very well what the old guy was up to with the young Pete. Or so he thought , but not quite as he discovered when Badger replied - he wasn't ac...
Neil didn't know what to do or what to say. What could he possibly say to get out of it? There was Liam stood at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but those green boxer briefs he was tormenting Neil with during their movie, and Neil in bed with one hand on his rock solid cock, and another hand holding Liam's used, sweaty white CK briefs. Time seemed to go...