Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * I hear a bang of the front door slamming shut and loud footsteps heading my direction. It must be Matt about my recent Facebook post of coming out. All the responses have been extremely positive and supportive and I find myself grinning from one to ear to another. I turn to loo...
The sound of Collin splashing in the tub of the main bathroom just opposite her temporary guest room kept Lorna on edge. She sat, her nude body wrapped loosely in her bathrobe, on her bed looking at her phone and waiting. Why had Phil or Raymond not phoned yet with a report on Rex's whereabouts? She was really getting nervous. Explaining Collin was going to...
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'...
Handsome Rex Davenport soaked his fit six-foot body in a nearly full tub just before having to get ready for work. It was Halloween and this ginger-haired 40 year-old had a fascinating evening ahead of him. This special night had all been suggested and planned by his dear sex mentor Lorna, a hot MILF who had launched herself headlong into his life in just a...
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...
"You're not trying, boy, struggle Lincoln, fight for yourself. You need to learn to defend yourself," He had his lips against my ear, encouraging me and occasionally pulling at my earlobes with his thick, Arab lips. It didn't feel sexual, more like adding humiliation of a man taking another by force. He was playing with me. "Against who, sir? The only one...
I checked on my girlfriend one more time- she was sound asleep. Her shift at the bar wiped her out, she didn't even get up after our quickie. She laid there with her ass up, her cheeks red from where I thrusted against her. My cock straightened, more due to the thought of where I was about to go than the site of her freshly fucked pussy. I gently closed t...
Every Sunday evening I played football with my friends from work, just a friendly kick about to keep fit. Afterwards I would walk back along the canal about two miles to get back home. I never saw anyone on this stretch of the canal, so was a great place to clear your mind. This Sunday after play, I followed my usual routine and started down the tow path. It...
Part Two I woke the next morning refreshed despite all the alcohol I drank, feeling a little fuzzy I just laid there letting my eyes adjust to the morning light that was cascading through the east window. My eyes fluttered open and I started to remember parts of a dream I had, the Tequila had robbed me once again of part of my night. My right hand slowly st...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-5 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** A gif of a young guy sucking a large cock...