Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Early the next morning I was standing staring at myself in the bathroom mirror wearing only my pyjama bottoms. I looked like shit. I'd hardly slept all night, my fitful dreams being such a surreal tangle of male imagery that I kept waking, wondering what the hell was happening to me. In spi...
Arthur's mother was a wild but gentle woman named Brenda. He called her Mama. She lifted weights and ran on a treadmill when she had the time, but she was still a gently plump woman. She had glossy French manicures, cute summer dresses, curly blonde hair, and the ability to weld. Her husband, Arthur's father, was Dustin, also known as Daddy. He was very prac...
"Checking in," Jessy said to the hotel clerk. "Reservation under the name 'Jessy Smith.'" The woman with the frizzled hair looked concerned for a moment, but shook her head. "Here you are, first to arrive in room 3320. How many keys would you like? 2?" She said glancing up at Eli standing next to her. "Five," Eli corrected her. "We're having a few friend...
From deep in the bowels of Hell, the Prince of Darkness releases his hordes of foul, evil and dysfunctional minions bred for the sole purpose of showing up to roommate interviews. And I, Theodore, the legal head of household, must sit here through each horrifying, grueling one on one session with these abominations and remain cordial, collected and most of a...
Before I met my wife I had a few sexual adventures that involved Bi married couples. My favorite is a Bi married couple, who turned the tables on me. I though I would get some pussy from his beautiful wife. Let her suck and fuck my cock. I would suck her pussy and lick her asshole for her BUT NO, She let me know real quick that I was only there to suck her h...
Several days had passed since Rock had found that I would play the female role when I was with him. Since then he had been avoiding me. This huge man had played with and abused my pecs and kissed my nipples until I came like a racehorse. Rock did this without seeming gay at all. The whole time he was making me cum he was as masculine and straight as if he wa...
I woke up, feeling Chris's hair and stubble tickling my chest. I turned my head in the direction of the clock, seeing that it was just past midnight. I looked down at Chris's sleeping form, smiling at the look of peace on his face. I stroked his back with my hand, thinking about the previous day. It was such a roller coaster ride of emotions. I thought about...
"Well..." he starts, "sure, I haven't seen you in a while." "Cool," I reply, "where do you want to meet up?" "How about you come out here," he replies. "Where is it," I ask as I get into my car and start it up. "Um," he says, "I actually live in the desert area, I'm sort of retired, bring a change of clothes or something." "All right," I say as I drive...
Dry. I can't believe my mouth is so dry! I try to lick my lips, but there is nothing there. My hands are shaking, my mouth is dry, I'm on my knees and your very, very hard cock is less than an inch from my lips. I think back to how I got here. Strange, really. A few years ago I never would have imagined myself in this position. I love women, had been reason...
The name's Michael. I'm an Irish boy from nowhere in particular, and the bright-red ponytail I wear is more than enough proof of that. I dress well enough when I need to; my work wardrobe usually consists of black wingtips, tight-fitting black slacks that are a little loose around the knees to allow for bending, and a dark solid button-down. I'm a relatively...