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Mankini Bearcub Part 2

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MANKINI BEARCUB PART 2 by Robert Furlong robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com

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"You should have brought your green mankini with you," Todd said when we were sitting on the edge of the bed in the nuddie watching my ice bucket video on his phone.

"Aw yeah, I should have," I replied, feeling annoyed with myself that I'd been so dim-arsed yet again. "I'll bring it next time for sure. Don't let me forget."

"There's gonna be a next time?" he asked with a surprised smile.

"If you want there to be..."

"Yeah, I do," he said brightly. "This has been great, you and me... we've got to do it again!"

"I don't know how often I can wangle it, mind. I can't take that many sickies off work and I've gotta be careful with... you know... the other stuff I have goin' on..."

I didn't want to mention Paula again.

He nodded. He knew the score.

"Next time, maybe we can meet up closer to your place," he suggested. "You pay for the room and I'll do most of the driving. How does that sound for a deal?"

"Yeah, sounds pretty good. It'll be easier for me to sort things if I'm only gonna be missing for a couple of hours."

He smiled but I could see he didn't like the 'couple of hours' bit. He wanted me for longer but didn't want to sound too pushy; at least not yet.

He looked back at the video and paused it right at the bit when the mankini had fallen down and I was turning around with my back to the camera.

"This is the best part," he chuckled. "Just here, right when your arse is sticking out and you're bending over to try and pull the mankini back up."

"Is that what you wank off over?" I laughed, amused that seeing my big hairy crack would turn him on so much.

"Yeah," he grinned and I could actually see his knob starting to stiffen up again. "This bit always gets me... well... all the way to nutville!"

"Wishing you had your dick buried up my bum as I'm bending over?"

Mine was growing longer too. The idea that other fellas might be yanking their tent poles off imagining themselves pumping away at my flabby arse was funny but also weirdly sexy.

"A bit of that... well quite a lot of that," he admitted with a sheepish smile. "But also... something else..."

"What?" I asked with a laugh while my cock started rising upwards.

"If you really wanna know, I mainly jerk off imagining I was crouching down behind you..."

He paused and I urged him to go on, liking where this was heading.

"I must have spunked up countless times, thinking of pushing my face between your cheeks... sticking my tongue into your hot hairy crack and licking round and round your wrinkly little arsehole!"

"Fuck!" I laughed with my horn-on sticking right up. "You actually like doing that?"

"I dunno," he shrugged with a naughty smirk. "I never got to try it! I once sniffed the back of my mate's dirty keks when I found them on his bathroom floor and I really liked that so I figure I'll love the real thing!"

"It's called rimming," I informed him, keen to show off the one piece of information I knew about it.

"Yeah," he agreed without seeming at all impressed. "Do you think you'd like it?"

"Doing it or havin' it done to me?"

"Do you think you'd like standing up right now," he spelled out, "bending over and letting me stick my face between your big sexy arse cheeks. Letting me push my tongue up your cute little bung-hole. Do you think you'd like that?"

"Fuck yeah!" I grinned. "I'd fuckin' love it!"

"Go on, then," he urged me. "Stand up and turn round!"

I did as he said with my donger on full bone and I watched him through the wardrobe mirror as he knelt down behind me and pressed his face into my big hairy arse. It was weirdly mesmerising watching another fella doing that behind me: sniffing my gaping butt crack and licking his lips with his cock poking upwards he was so turned on.

He pulled back and smirked at me through the mirror, his face right next to my two round arse cheeks. He said, "You've got to wank your dick off while I rim you, Barry. It'll make it feel even better."

"I can't do that," I shrugged, feeling daft that I couldn't. "My wife..." I began to explain before remembering he didn't like me to mention her. "Let's just say I've got a bit of a thing about it, mate."

"But it'd be okay for me to reach round and pull it off for you?"

"Yeah!" I grinned. "That'd be well sharp!"

"Let's do it that way then!" he smiled back at me and then pressed his face back into my forested arse crack.

Once he'd found my swollen little hole with his tongue, he reached up and groped at my grateful throbbing cock. It took him a little time to figure out how to whack me off properly with the weird angle he was at, but once he got the hang of it, it felt great the way he squeezed at my shaft and jerked my foreskin up and down with a nice firm rhythm.

It felt even better to have his hot wet tongue licking at my arsehole and to feel his nose and chin wedging between my cheeks. I'd never thought of my bum as being a sexy place at all, but now that Todd's face was pressing right into it and he was tonguing my ringpiece, I was getting so turned on that my knob end was starting to dribble.

I looked down and saw that he was wanking his own cock just as fast as his other hand was doing me. I loved that he was getting so aroused from rimming me: until I saw his fist pumping away at his stiffie I think I'd held back a bit in case he was finding that maybe my taste back there was a bit rougher than he'd expected.

But once I saw how turned on it was making him, I let myself really get into it.

"Ah yeah!" I called down to him, opening my legs wider and bending forwards slightly so he could get his tongue right into my butthole. "This feels proper horny!"

His hands sped up on both our cocks and I have to admit he was right about how good it felt: having my dick wanked off with another bloke's face slobbering away between my arse cheeks has to be one of the most exciting sensations I'd ever experienced.

I reached back to grab the back of his head and pushed it hard between my big round buttocks. The friction of his goatee beard was making my bum crack tingle and the licking of his tongue inside my passage felt like nothing else.

"Come on, eat me out, mate!" I cried out in pleasure. "Lick my fuckin' arsehole... hard and deep!"

Todd really plunged in and I ground his face as rough as I could into my splayed hairy crack. The speed of his hand on our cocks showed me how much he was loving it, but then he surprised me by pulling back, gasping for breath as he let go of my dick.

"Turn round, Barry!" he panted up to me. "Let me suck your cock!"

Since no-one had ever said that to me before, I did he what he asked as quick as I could before he had chance to change his mind! Not that he would have – I know that now – but at the time I was desperate to get my first taste of a proper blowjob.

I mean, a girl I knew at school had once given my pecker a quick lick as part of a dare, and early on when we were dating Paula had got my bell-end in her gob before she'd gagged, but I'd never been sucked off properly.

Todd, though, was well up for it! As soon as I turned around, his mouth was around the shaft of my prick, his lips slurping and feasting on it like it was a delicious juicy lolly.

Loads of fellas on the bearcubs website had said they wanted to suck my cock but I hadn't really believed them. Until Todd was slobbering away, bobbing his head up and down on my stalk, I'd thought it must be just something gay blokes say to turn each other on: I hadn't actually thought anyone would want to do it for real!

It was only when I got my chops round Todd's knob, the next time we met up, that I realised it didn't just feel great to have your own dick sucked but it felt pretty amazing to do it to another guy as well.

"Ah yeah!" I called out. "That's fuckin' tops that is!"

He was licking up and down my shaft, slavering over my cock head and even kissing my nuts.

He looked up at me and grinned with one of my short and curlies sticking to his lip. "I've wanted to this for so fucking long, Barry!"

"Well get yer gob right round it!" I laughed down to him. "Let me fuck yer mouth while ya suck me real hard!"

He did as I'd asked, trying not to gag as he consumed the whole length of my cock, and I grabbed his head on both sides to hold it steady. Then I bucked my hips to slide myself in and out of him, gasping with pleasure at the feel of his throat sucking the juice out of me.

This was absolute bliss! Why the fuck had no-one ever done this to me before?!

I quickly sped my rhythm up, jabbing in and out of his mouth like I'd told him I would, and my bollocks started slapping against his chin, feeling tickly from they were knocking against his beard. He grabbed my arse with both hands and held onto it firmly while his tonsils and tongue did their work.

I just couldn't believe how amazing this felt. Everything about it – his mouth around my knob, my knackers thumping against him and even his hands cupping my big, round butt-cheeks – all combined to make it totally incredible.

Soon I was slamming my cock as hard and as fast as I could in and out of his mouth. I was dribbling a load of goo – he was having to swallow to keep up with how much of the stuff was trickling out of me – and I was grunting and panting as I thumped my pubic bush back and forth against his face.

"Oh Jesus, Todd!" I called out. "I fuckin' love you, mate!"

I meant that I loved him for what he was doing – the way you'd tell a friend you loved him if he picked the right dog for you at the races – but once I'd said it I realised it was open to being taken another way.

Todd didn't respond – how could he with my knob banging away down his throat? – but I noticed he took one hand off my arse and started tossing himself off as he knelt between my legs.

"I'm gonna fuckin' cum!" I gasped, feeling the sweat trickling down my back and into my butt crack. "I'm gonna fuckin' spunk down yer throat!"

Todd suddenly pulled away and left my dick – all wet and frothy from mouth – just thrusting stupidly away into thin air.

"What's up?" I asked, feeling really disappointed. "Don't ya like the idea of me shootin' in yer gob?"

"Yeah, I love it," he panted, as out of breath as I was from having my knob down his throat. "We can do that another time, Barry... I promise. It's just this time... 'cos it's the first time... I want you to cum up my bum!"

Ever the romantic: that's our Todd!

He threw me a condom and I quickly put it on. My cock was so red and sensitive from his mouth that I was afraid the bloody thing might go off just from having the johnnie slid down it.

He lubed up his hairy arse-crack and then lay down on the bed, his back against the duvet and his legs wide open like he was a woman waiting for a bloke to get on board.

I laughed when I saw him like that. I knew it was breaking the mood but I really couldn't help myself.

"Come on, Todd... turn over the other way, mate! I can't shag yer bum like that!"

"'Course you can, Barry," he smiled. "I want us to do it face to face... I want to see how you look when you're in the middle of cumming..."

"Stop messin' about," I chuckled. "We're two fellas you and me! We've got to do it... you know..." I couldn't think of how to describe so I settled on: "the gay way."

I meant that I thought he had to be on all fours with me behind him. I thought that's how blokes always had sex when they were using the back door: one bending over for it, the other looking at the back of his mate's head.

Barry had other ideas. I guess he'd seen more gay porn than I had, although that wouldn't be saying much I have to admit!

He said, "Come on, Barry, get on top of me, like you would if I was a woman. Trust me, mate... it'll work... I'll guide you in..."

I got on top of him – our fat bellies pressing up against each other and our big gangly legs getting all tangled up – and in spite of our physical awkwardness I was amazed at how right it felt to be with him like that. It felt good to be smiling at each other while our hard-ons poked together and I felt a funny shiver of excitement when our hairy chests were touching.

It sounds soft, I know; but that's how it felt.

He lifted his legs right up so that the backs of his shins were pinned underneath my shoulders and then reached down to grab my cock to guide it down between his thighs. To my surprise I felt it going into him: I could feel the hot softness of the inside of his bum and the slimy wetness of the lube he'd worked up there.

I pushed myself forwards, easing more of my shaft into his backside, and I felt his knob getting harder against my stomach, growing big and stiff like mine had done when he'd pushed inside me.

"Oh yeah, Todd!" I grunted. "It's fuckin' workin' mate... I'm actually bummin' ya from the front!"

The whole of my cock was sliding right into him; it was far easier than I'd thought. It must have been the angle of our bodies, or the way he had his legs splayed so wide open.

He grinned up at me, our noses nearly touching. "I thought you'd like it this way, mate."

I said, "Why did you think that?"

I figured I knew why he thought that but I wanted to ask him anyway. He thought this way would be easier for me: in this position it was more like I was shagging a woman. I could imagine that my dick was up a fanny instead of porking a bloke's arse and that it wouldn't feel so 'gay' for me, the way it would if I was doing in from behind.

But he wasn't thinking that at all. Or at least he had a different reason ready to answer me with.

"Because this way, Barry, you get to taste your own cock."

"How's that work then?" I asked, starting to drive my knob in and out of his silky smooth tunnel and feeling his own throbbing hard against my gut.

He reached up and pressed his mouth to mine and gently entered my lips with his hot wet tongue. I smiled against him and pushed my tongue into his, tasting ever so slightly the leftover saltiness of the blowjob he'd given me but enjoying the kiss far more for what it really was.

We held together like that, our lips pressed together and our noses nuzzling into each other, as I speared my cock in and out of him more firmly and my balls started thumping against the insides of his thighs.

Our eyes were locked together, the two of us loving the sensation of being so passionately connected, until his arse let out a hell of a fart and we both laughed like drainpipes at how grim it stank.

Once I'd resumed my thrusting, the two of us really got into it. We grabbed onto each other, grinding our bodies together, as we panted and gasped into each other's faces and the sweat from my forehead dripped down onto his.

"Come on, fuck me, Barry!" he urged me, digging his fingers into my back.

"You want it, you got it!" I chuckled, pushing his legs more widely apart and hammering my hips against the insides of his thighs.

"Ah yeah!" he cried out eagerly. "Come on, big man! Give it to me, mate!"

I laughed and did him as hard as I could: much faster and rougher than I would ever dared to screw Paula.

"Come on, Barry!" he kept insisting. "Nut off up my bum... shoot your muck right up my hairy arse!"

The idea that he might have wanted me to think of his butt-hole as a fanny now seemed plain daft. He was loving that I was shagging him up his big blokeish arse and he could see from how hot and sweaty I'd become how much I was enjoying it too.

"Come on, mate! Fuck me! Fuck my hole so hard!"

He winced and whimpered and I felt warm wet stuff splashing onto my stomach. I realised he was firing off – that his cock was spewing its load just from having my stomach rubbing it up and down against his own – and the realisation set me off too.

I kissed him again, taking the lead this time and pushing my tongue into him deeply, and then my cock started shooting inside him, filling the condom as my nuts gave their all.

As I kept gasping and squirting, my hips still banging away between his sweaty thighs, his balls were still emptying themselves until our stomachs and chests were thick with all the jizz he'd pumped out.

"Sorry," he laughed when I eventually pulled myself up off him and his spunk was hanging like spiders' webs between us. "I guess I kind of enjoyed that!"

I laughed back at him. "I loved the way I could actually feel you creaming off while I was shaftin' ya bum!"

He smiled and I added, "With Paula I'm never sure if she's faking it."

His smile vanished and I apologised for mentioning her.

"I don't mind you mentioning her sometimes, Barry," he said. "I mean she's obviously an important part of your life. Just not when we're making love. Maybe that should be the rule."

I smiled at him again, passing him some tissues as I dabbed myself down with a wodge of them. "Making love? I like that sound of that. It sounds... well... cute!"

"That's what we just did, mate," he laughed, wiping his spunk off his chest and stomach. "I made love to you and then you made love to me!"

I laughed back at him. "It sounds a lot better than 'bumming' or 'butt-fucking' or whatever. It makes it sound like... I dunno... it's more special maybe."

"I like 'butt-fucking' as well," he smirked. "Meeting up to take turns to fuck each other's butts sounds quite horny and sexy... sneaking into hotel rooms to give each other's arses a good bumming –"

"Don't forget the cock sucking," I interrupted him. "There needs to be plenty of that too!"

"Oh definitely!" he grinned back. "And plenty of rimming... at least for me!"

As I got dressed and Todd was lying on the bed in his boxers, he reminded me that I'd said we could meet up again somewhere closer to my place.

"Yeah," I agreed. "There's a Holiday Inn just off the motorway junction."

"I don't want it just to be about sex though, Barry," he said. "I want to... I dunno... go out for meals and to the cinema and stuff as well..."

"Okay," I smiled. "But no holdin' hands in the back row, mind."

He didn't smile back. "Maybe I want to hold hands in the back row."

I was going to say that that was pushing things too far too fast, but then I thought, 'Oh what the fuck,' and smiled over at him.

It was like in for a penny in for a pound or whatever it was my old gran used to say.

"Okay then, Todd," I nodded. "We can hold hands in the back row if that's what does it for you."

"What about me sucking you off in the back row?" he chuckled back.

"Fuck yeah!" I laughed. "I'd be well up for that!"

I could imagine all the kissy-cuddly couples, all the young lads and lasses, smooching up in little huddles in the back row. And me and Todd, two fat lads in the middle of them, having a good snog together and then bobbing down to get our gobs round each other's stiff little porkers. The idea of it was funny and really horny in a way.

"Okay," he said. "So next time we meet up at the hotel and test out how firm the mattress is, then spend the evening together like a couple of mates...?"

I thought he was going to say "like a couple of gays" and maybe I wouldn't have minded if he had.

I said, pulling on my socks, "Yeah, I'm okay with it if you wanna do 'boyfriendy' stuff with me, Todd..."

I looked at him through the mirror when I said that. He looked surprised and then he smiled at me and nodded. I smiled back and he said, "Yeah, that'd be cool."

"Aren't you gonna get dressed?" I asked as he lay there sprawled on the bed with barely anything on. His flab was making deep creases in his skin in a way that I always think looks cute and cuddly when mine does it but which Paula says makes me look like a beached whale.

He shook his head. "Since we paid for the hotel for the night, I thought I'd make good use of it. It'll be nice to have a night away from my mam and dad for a change."

I smiled. "Go for it, mate. Might as well nick the little soaps from the bathroom too... treat yer fuckin' self."

He laughed. "There's something I'd like to nick from you if you'll let me."

"Yeah?" I asked, tying up my shoes.

"Can you leave the dirty pants you were wearing when you first undressed?"

"My dirty pants?"

"Yeah... the ones that'll smell of your cock and your arse...?"

I laughed over at him. "You really are a dirty git!"

He chuckled back. "It'll give me something to have a play with later on when I'm here on my own..."

"Yeah, and I'm sure they won't be the only thing yer playin' with!"

I said it in a sort of jokey disapproving way but really I was made up that he would want to sniff my skanky shorts. Paula would say she needed marigold gloves and a peg on her nose to pick them up and here was Todd letting me know that he was going to wank himself off while he had his nose pressed in the front and back of them.

After I'd pulled my dirty shorts out of my rucksack and thrown them over to him, he said, "Is it really a bit pervy of me to want to borrow them?"

"Yeah, just a bit," I nodded. "But I wouldn't say no to borrowing yours too!"

He laughed and looked as chuffed as I'd felt, and then pulled his shorts off to throw them over to me. I swear to God his cock was semi-hard against his leg: he'd cum twice really quickly and the thing was already halfway to stalking up again!

I kissed him like that before I let myself out: with him still stark bollock naked and running a semi. I wanted to offer to suck him off before I left - I really wanted to know how it would taste and what it would feel like – but I was already running late and I knew Paula would be asking all sorts of questions if I didn't make up the time.

So that's how we left it, that first time we hooked up. Me driving off wondering if I'd been gay all these years: part of me thinking there's no way could be but another part – mainly the soreness of my arse – reminding me how much I'd enjoyed copping off with another bloke.

The thing is, though, I couldn't wait to see Todd again. All the way home I was thinking of things I should have asked him or told him about and all that week – at work and at home – I kept seeing things or hearing things that I knew would make him laugh. I liked to see him laugh: he had a really pretty face and he looked as cute as hell when he was creasing up at some dumbass thing I'd said.

So even though I'd told Todd we might have to wait a month before we could meet up again, that weekend I sneaked some time off from Paula and the kids to give him a call. Soon the two of us had figured out a way for us to meet up for the afternoon and evening the very next week.

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FATHER AND SON MOMENTSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===

Football Match

FOOTBALL MATCHThe start of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===Considering the impact it was to have on my life, it now seems difficult to believe that it came with no warning. But then, I suppose that's true of almost all of life's most momentous events: they emerge unannounced amidst the most boringly ordinary of our daily routines.

Friday Night at the Furlongs' Part 1

FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE FURLONGS' PART 1 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === The first night I slept with my twenty-year-old cousin Jake, the two of us snuggled up arms around each other in his double bed, confirmed to me that I was more into guys than I was into girls. It just felt so right to be close to another dude like that, our two big

Friday Night at the Furlongs' Part 2

FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE FURLONGS' PART 2 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === It was beaut having Uncle Rob's mate Guy over for the evening. He's always up for a laugh and it's great how his no-nonsense way of speaking and brash sense of humour are so at odds with the airs and graces Uncle Rob puts on. It was especially great, though,

Friday Night at the Furlongs' Part 3

FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE FURLONGS' PART 3 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === "Whoa! I didn't know you guys were playing piggy-backs in here!" Jake called out when he saw his dad on all-fours with Guy squatting behind him. The hairy broad-chested plumber chortled across at his fuck-buddy's son. He always enjoyed a bit of banter with Jake.

Furlong Four Play Part 1

FURLONG FOUR PLAY PART 1 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === It was nearly teatime on Saturday afternoon and my cousin and I were sitting on his bed with his mate Marcus from university. Marcus had come to visit from Surrey where his parents lived, and even though he'd only arrived on the train that lunchtime, things were already getting

Furlong Four Play Part 2

FURLONG FOUR PLAY PART 2 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === I didn't get my threesome with Jake and Marcus after bedtime. It wasn't that my cousin and his buddy didn't recover themselves after the jerk-off we'd had before tea, it was just that by the time the three of us collapsed into Jake's bed, we'd had so much fun with Uncle Rob

Further into the Furlongs Part 1

FURTHER INTO THE FURLONGS PART 1 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === "Look, about last night," Jake said, walking into the kitchen. It was the morning after I'd stormed out of his bedroom and he was, no doubt, going to try to make amends. I figured I knew what my cousin was going to say. That he was sorry he'd messed things up by

Further into the Furlongs Part 2

FURTHER INTO THE FURLONGS PART 2by Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===Jake was still a bit offish with me next morning, giving me a wide berth in the house and keeping conversation to a minimum. After lunch we went to meet a couple of his mates and I thought he might be a dork by dissing me in front of them and taking the piss out of my

Getting Together

GETTING TOGETHERPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comFind my older stories at screeve.org===

Giving Smithy a Bum-Job

GIVING SMITHY A BUM-JOB by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === He kept going on about how hard-up he was. How he hadn't had his cock up an arse for however long it was and how his balls were so blue that a fart would get him off. Me and Biggsy kept laughing at how desperate he was acting but I kind of felt sorry for him in a stupid sort

Go Ahead

GO AHEADby Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===Whenever I need to use a public toilet, I invariably go into one of the cubicles even if the entire row of urinals is empty. This used to be because, having had some bad reactions from women at the large size of my manhood, I was self-conscious about exposing my genitals to other people and preferred

Guilty Pleasures

GUILTY PLEASURESPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===Jake and Simon were focussed on the afternoon's football game when they emerged from their hotel bedroom and there was no mention of what had taken place between their dads the previous night. Guy was his usual bright and breezy self, but I was feeling more subdued: troubled

Having A Laugh

HAVING A LAUGHby Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===It started out with the two of us having a laugh. I showed Reece some photos on my phone of our mates doing stupid shit with their cocks out and he said we should go one better and pretend like we were doing gay stuff.So that's how it started and it seemed really funny at the time. Grabbing

How Do You Like It?

HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Hypothetical Hitch-Hiker Part 1

HYPOTHETICAL HITCH-HIKER PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===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

Hypothetical Hitch-Hiker Part 2

HYPOTHETICAL HITCH-HIKER PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===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

Jake's Christmas Present

JAKE'S CHRISTMAS PRESENTThe final part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert FurlongContact me for the full series: robert.furlong@rocketmail.com===>> 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,

Just Like My Dad Part 1

JUST LIKE MY DAD PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===I met my friend Ivan because I bought my car from him.I liked him because he was so unlike the younger, cockier salesmen I'd encountered in all the other dealerships. I'd been trawling showrooms most of the weekend and had long since grown bored of being pestered by smarmy

Just Like My Dad Part 2

JUST LIKE MY DAD PART 2by Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===As I drove Ivan back across town in my swanky new car, I asked him how he'd ended up seeking out men for sex in spite of being married to such an attractive woman and having what he'd described as an 'enjoyable' sex life.

Like Father Like Son Part 1

LIKE FATHER LIKE SON PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.com===The first time I felt like I might be developing feelings for another man was the night when we'd gone out for a meal, and Marcus – my son's friend from university – made a joke that it was like I was Guy's boyfriend.We'd all laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion – after all, Guy and I are both

Like Father Like Son Part 2

LIKE FATHER LIKE SON PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.com===I stood in front of them, my son grinning broadly at me while Marcus, still kneeling forwards with his hands prizing his arse-cheeks apart, peered over in wide-eyed horror.

Mankini Bearcub Part 1

MANKINI BEARCUB PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===A couple of months ago a lad called James I know at work pulled me to one side to show me something on his phone. I knew it was going to be a piss-take the way his mates were all sniggering and throwing glances at each other and it turned out it was the stupid mankini video which my

Mankini Bearcub Part 2

MANKINI BEARCUB PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===

Medical History

MEDICAL HISTORYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Online Briefing

ONLINE BRIEFINGPart 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

Pantomime Cow

PANTOMIME COWPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong=Jake mentioned over tea that the drama department at his college was looking for someone to help out with the Christmas pantomime. It was still early November but rehearsals were already underway.

Pleasant Thoughts

PLEASANT THOUGHTSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong==Debbie turned out to be very nice. A bit giggly, perhaps, but that could be put down to the nervousness of being on a first date. She probably thought me too quiet for the same reason.We'd got on well – better than I'd dared to hope – and I'd suggested that we could meet

Questions and Answers

QUESTIONS AND ANSWERSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Roadside Assistance

ROADSIDE ASSISTANCEPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===Driving over to Rugby for a meeting with a prospective customer, my car started spluttering on the A4304, and refused to respond when I tried to accelerate. Half a mile on, the engine was threatening to cut out altogether, so I pulled

Silas in the Library

SILAS IN THE LIBRARYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Stain Devils

STAIN DEVILSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===The restaurant seemed a lot more expensive than those I was used to: it certainly wouldn't have been the sort of place I'd have picked if given the choice. The starters alone cost more than I would usually be prepared to pay for a whole meal,

Surprise at Rogerson Shopping Mall

SURPRISE AT ROGERSON SHOPPING MALL by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === I'd agreed to meet my son Jake in Leeds city centre one Saturday afternoon. He was in his second year of studying at the university there and, as I had most of the day free, I thought it would be nice for the two of us to meet up for a coffee and chat. I was picking

Taking It All In

TAKING IT ALL INThe penultimate part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comFind my older stories at screeve.org===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

The Bride's Brother Part 1

THE BRIDE'S BROTHER PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===Ricky, my partner, unlocked the bedroom door and I noticed Jason peering down the corridor to make sure the three of us weren't being watched.

The Bride's Brother Part 2

THE BRIDE'S BROTHER PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===We threw our jackets on the floor and then kissed again, grinding our erections together through our open zippers, regardless of the fact we were smearing each other's precum across the fronts of our trousers.Ricky smiled as my tongue entered his mouth and this time he let me

The Halfway Inn Part 1

THE HALFWAY INN PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===I glanced across at Pete as I took off my shirt. Perhaps because he was a lot younger than me, he seemed oblivious to any sense of self-consciousness or embarrassment that the two of us were having to share a room and get undressed together. He looked young enough to have graduated from

The Halfway Inn Part 2

THE HALFWAY INN PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===I got on the bed first, kneeling down on the mattress and splaying my legs wide open. Seeing me like that, facing him expectantly with my cock arching upwards, made Pete laugh again.

The Paint Job (Part 1)

THE PAINT JOB (PART 1 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === With the current fashion for newlyweds to have their wedding night nuptials committed to canvas, I have become familiar with sketching hesitant couples alongside their conjugal beds. Painting such tender moments presents a fascinating artistic challenge and I've developed a

The Paint Job (Part 2)

THE PAINT JOB (PART 2 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === "You've obviously discussed the other five paintings of the set in some detail," I remarked to my two clients. "Could you give me a rundown of what you have in mind to give me an idea of context." "Okay, so the first is the beautiful composition of us kneeling face-to-face

The Paint Job (Part 3)

THE PAINT JOB (PART 3 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === "So... onto the first consummation," I suggested, pausing for the two men to reposition themselves and sit alongside each other on the couch. "In this painting, Adam is... er... making love to Stephen. Am I okay to describe it like that?" I'd expected Adam to haughtily

The Paint Job (Part 4)

THE PAINT JOB (PART 4 of 4) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === After leaving the tea to brew, I went back through to the studio to find Adam and Stephen having what looked like very intense sex together kneeling on the couch. They were both upright and facing forwards. Stephen had one arm around Adam's prominent chest, fondling a

The Right Trousers

THE RIGHT TROUSERSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===On Friday afternoon, after meeting a group of potential clients at their Coventry head office, I thought I'd take a walk into the city centre before the shops closed to see if I could find a new pair of trousers. I'd been wondering what

Troy Story

TROY STORYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Up At The Crack

UP AT THE CRACKby Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===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.

What Happened in Harvey's Room Part 1

WHAT HAPPENED IN HARVEY'S ROOMPART 1: CIRCLE JERKby Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comdirty-shorts.tumblr.com===The five of us gathered round Harvey's laptop, pulled our dicks out and he loaded up the movie so we could all wank off to it.I was new to the academy and I'd never been in a circle jerk before, so it seemed funny and horny at the same time for us

What Happened in Harvey's Room Part 2

WHAT HAPPENED IN HARVEY'S ROOMPART 2: SLOPPY SECONDSby Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comdirty-shorts.tumblr.com===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

What Lurks Beneath

WHAT LURKS BENEATHPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===As I was getting into bed, Guy returned to the room chuckling that the lads had still been on their DS, which he'd confiscated.

Work and Play

WORK AND PLAYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

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