The final part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === >> NOTE TO READERS >> I wanted to add a message to this final part of 'Butt Monkey' to say, firstly, thanks for reading and following my story (especially if you've very kindly messaged me to express your appreciation) and, secondly, to find out if you would like me to...
Hello, I'm Eric, my wife is Jane. We live in Canada. We have been together for 14 happy years. We have a good life together, two children, good jobs and we are best friends. After we moved in together, our sex life settled into a routine that was a little boring. Not bad, just not "toe curling" excitement. She seems to like my 7" thick cock, especially after...
A few warnings right off the bat. This story goes to dark places - assault, substance abuse, alcoholism, depression. Everyone who deserves to end up okay ends up okay. We'll all get there in the end, together. Have faith; love wins in the end. But nakamook, I hear some of you say. This is not what we expected. What about the pirates? What pirates? Just...
"Yes, Mrs. Randall. He is in good hands here. No, I don't advise air travel for at least 48 hours..." I lay back on the couch and closed my eyes, preparing myself to talk with my wife again. The pain in my head was seeping back in my skull and I felt nauseous again. I focused on my breathing and felt my heart slowing back down. Deep breaths. Calm. I fell as...
"Holy shit," were the first words out of Chad's mouth. He looked down at the ring in my hands, then looked up at me. "Don't you know how fucked up I am?" My heart sank. "Now wait a minute—" "I mean, look where I came from. Nobody in their right mind would want to sign up for that." "I..." I gulped down a lump in my throat. "I don't think you're fucked...
Dedicated to my great proof-reader with thanks. * The sound reverberated through his mind, the cold sweat breaking out almost immediately and Gray cried out involuntarily as he shot up in his bed. "Oh, God." He ran his hands through his dirty blond hair, his breath coming in gasps as he tried, unsuccessfully, to get himself back under control. It didn't...
This is a gay romance story: This story has been a while in production, with little time to devote to writing it has taken a long time to get the story the way I envisioned it. I do hope you enjoy it, it is lengthy to warn you, but I didn't want to spilt it up into parts I think that takes from the story, I love stories that flow evenly so this is my attem...
Chapter One: Mile-High Club I had thought that no one could see us when Kwame pulled me into his body and kissed me behind a column at the San Francisco airport departure lounge, but then I saw the built black dude sitting almost alone in a bank of chairs in the adjacent departure lounge. He was staring directly at us. Coming out of the kiss, I buried my fa...
I had to admit it - Chris was right. The zoo had been fun. I hadn't been to one since I was in elementary school, and definitely didn't remember having half as much fun then as I had with Chris; then again, as a six-year-old, I was probably too busy eating dirt or something. The time passed by easily with Chris. He knew his way around the park, and freel...
I felt my eyes starting to droop as I laid on the couch watching a rerun of "The Golden Girls". A sudden pounding on the door startled me awake. I sat up and stretched and shuffled to the front door. I opened the door to find my brother-in-law, Sheppard Bannister, standing in the hallway looking pitiful, slumped over with a dejected posture. He had his hand...