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Dropping the Bottle Opener

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DROPPING THE BOTTLE OPENER by Robert Furlong

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So he bends over to pick up the bottle opener, his jeans so far down you can see his arse inside his boxers, and I say, "Fuckin' 'ell, Tyler! Are you deliberately flashin' me an eyeful o' wank-fodder!"

He turned to grin at me, still bending over, and reached round to the back his boxers to yank them down a bit and show off his chubby white cheeks. He made a stupid face like some porn tart over-doing it and called out, "Oh, bum me arse, Nick! Bum it dead hard!"

"Seriously, mate," I laughed, "any more o' that, an' I'll be whackin' off all night, re-livin' the moment!"

His arse did look really nice, the part of it I could see. I liked the way his crack was gaping open a bit from where he was bending forwards, and how his butt-hair was sprouting like a thicket inside it.

"What, for real, Nick?" he grinned, pulling his boxers and jeans back up and standing up with the bottle opener. "You'd proper wank off thinkin' about my arse?"

"Of course I would!" I laughed. "You know I'm a bender, mate!"

I'd told him I was gay when we'd been like eighteen or something.

"Yeah, but you know I'm not," he said, sitting back down in the armchair and opening another beer.

"My brain knows yer straight, yeah, but my prick doesn't much care! And an arse is an arse when a gay lad's poundin' the pork!"

"But d'ya think about my arse, Nick?" he asked after taking a gobful of drink. "I mean, d'ya think of my arse in particular when you're bonin' off?"

I paused, pretending like I suddenly needed a swig from my own bottle, while I thought about my answer. I didn't want to freak him out - make him scared that I might fancy him or something - but I didn't want to lie and make out that I didn't find him attractive.

So in the end I pussied out and asked him back, "Would it bother you if I did?"

He shrugged. "I dunno... mebbe not. I suppose I'd figured you might think about... you know... my dick and stuff. But my arse..."

He thought about it for a few seconds, taking another drink from his bottle, before deciding, "Well, since yer gay I suppose it's a bit obvious that you'd jerk off thinkin' about what my bum looks like."

I nodded, pleased he'd answered his question for himself.

"You should be flattered, mate," I grinned, "it's not every bloke's arse that has me whackin' me stalk off over it!"

He chucked but I could see from his face that he was thinking over what this really meant.

"So do you just think about what it looks like...? Or do you..."

He looked across at me, his eyes on mine. He muttered, "You don't mind me askin' you this sort o' stuff, do you?"

"Of course, I don't," I smiled, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "Since it's your arse, Tyler... I guess you have a right to know what I'm thinkin' about it!"

He smiled back but he still looked serious.

"Do you imagine doin' stuff with it?"

I shrugged. "Sometimes... yeah..."

"Touchin' it?"

"Yeah..."

"Stickin' your knob up it?"

I paused and then nodded before admitting with a small blush, "Or other things..."

"Other things? Like what?"

Now he looked terrified, like I'd been imagining ramming a fucking truncheon up there or something.

"I just mean my finger... or my tongue..."

"Your tongue! Fuckin' hell, Nick - steady on, mate!"

"What's up?" I said, surprised that he'd be so shocked. "It's what gay lads do, Tyler! There's always blokes doin' it to each other in gay porn."

"Mebbe there is... but Jesus! I 'ad no idea you was into doin' stuff like that!"

I smiled at him, still trying to make this a bit more lightweight.

"Come on, mate - you like lickin' a girl's minge out before you shove your dick up it," I said. It wasn't a question - he went on about how horny he thought it was all the time. "Well, I like lickin' a lad's tush just the same!"

"But it's his fuckin' arse!" he said back, totally appalled at the idea. "I mean it'd be bad enough pushin' your cock up the hole another fella shits through... but stickin' your tongue up it.... tell me yer fuckin' kiddin', dude!"

"Straight up, Tyler. It's called rimming a dude out and it's not dirty or nasty or anything like that. First time I did it I couldn't believe how horny I got!"

"What, doin' it or havin' it done to you?"

"Both ways, mate," I grinned. In a funny sort of way I was pleased we were having this conversation and being upfront about stuff. "You'd think it'd be awful, stickin' yer face into some dude's arse crack, but believe me, Tyler - for a gay guy it's total heaven!"

"Jesus," he said again, staring at me like a goldfish and looking more blown out than he had the night I'd told him I fancied guys not girls.

"So that's what you think about doin', is it?" he asked eventually. "Wanking yer prick off, thinkin' about gettin' down behind me and 'avin' a lick of me arse?"

"Sometimes, yeah," I admitted.

"And does it really get you goin'? I mean, can you actually spunk up thinkin' of lickin' my shitter?"

I was surprised by the question because he'd never asked me stuff like this. He was often keen to joke about whacking off himself and the girls and scenarios that had made his spunk start shooting, but he'd always just ignored the fact that for me things don't quite work the same way.

"Not always," I replied. "I like to think about other stuff too..."

"Like what?"

"I told you – I sometimes think about what it'd be like to finger it. Or goin' a bit further and... you know..."

"Shovin' yer dick up it?" he reminded me.

I nodded and asked him "Does all this bother you, mate?"

He shrugged and took a swig from his beer and then said, "I guess not... not really. I suppose it's obvious that you would wank off over stuff like that... I just didn't know you was thinkin' about doin' it with me."

"It's nothin' serious, Tyler," I told him with what I hoped would look like a friendly smile. "It's just fantasy, mate. No different to you jerkin' off thinkin' about that girl you like in Starbucks."

"I fancy her, though," he said, suddenly looking more defensive. "You're not sayin' that you fancy me, are you?"

"Of course I fuckin' don't mate!" I laughed, maybe too quickly. "Okay, so that was a bad example. You must jerk off thinkin' about girls you know without fancying them..."

He nodded, looking slightly less rattled. "Okay, fair point. I just didn't know, that's all. It hadn't occurred to me that you'd be jazzin' off thinkin' about doin' stuff with my bum, but mebbe that's just me bein' stupid."

"Would it bother you less if I'd told you I was wankin' off thinkin' about your dick?"

"Yeah, prob'ly," he nodded. "I mean, I've seen you lookin' at it when we've been takin' a piss and stuff, so I figured you was prob'ly wonderin' what it'd be like to... you know... suck it off... and... well... that kinda thing."

"'That kinda thing'?" I asked.

"Yeah," he smirked, looking more okay with this side of things. "Gettin' it up you... 'avin' me on yer back, shaggin' you up the bum!"

"And that wouldn't bother you?"

"Not really," he grinned. "I'm pretty fit and I'm not too bad lookin' so it's not totally whacked-out to think a gay guy might imagine what it'd be like to have me in bed with him... workin' him over!"

"Okay," I smiled back. "So you'd be okay with it if I said I wanked off thinkin' of me bendin' over with you bangin' away behind me?"

"It wouldn't suprise me, no!" he answered. "I mean, I wouldn't... you know... presume you'd be up for whatever... but it's occurred to me once or twice that you might think about what it'd be like to have me givin' yer arse a good bummin'!"

"Okay... so havin' me thinkin' about your arse isn't that much different, is it?"

"Of course it is!" he shot back, his expression becoming hostile again. "It's totally fuckin' different! Out of the fuckin' ball park, Nick!"

I didn't ask how it was so different but instead tried to calm things down again.

"Look, mate, if it's gonna spaz you out, we can talk about somethin' else. I only told you this sorta stuff 'cause you asked me about it."

"No - I wanna know," he insisted. "Like you said, it's my bum so it's only right I know what you're thinkin' about it."

"I've pretty much told you all there is," I shrugged. "If I wank off over it - and it's not like I do that all the time - I think about licking it, fingering it and... well..."

"Fucking it," he said flatly and I nodded, hoping that telling him my dirty secret wouldn't affect our friendship.

"So how do you imagine doin' it?" he asked. "I mean, what's yer favourite position to wank off over?"

"How do I imagine shaggin' yer arse?"

"Yeah... d'ya think of me bendin' over with you behind me? The two of us doin' it like the way it's scrawled all over the walls of blokes' bogs?"

"Pretty much," I admitted. "It's as good a position as any."

"Do we do it on your bed in your bedroom?"

"Tyler, you know this is all just fantasy... there's nothing serious in it. You totally get that, don't you?"

"I know that, yeah," he nodded. "I'm just interested in finding out how yer've been imaginin' gettin' it on with me."

"Well, yeah, we mostly do it on my bed... you on all-fours and me kneelin' behind you. We've got our clothes on with our jeans hitched down, 'cause I reckon it'd be a spur o' the moment kinda thing, if you know what I mean."

He smiled at that. My gay fantasies, like his straight ones no doubt, had to be realistic if they were going to be horny.

He asked, "And am I all like, 'Give it to me big boy! Bum me proper hard!' and stuff?"

"Naah... that would seem daft 'cause I don't think you would do that."

"So what do I say?"

"Nothin' much. I just do you up the bum and we both stare forwards at my bedroom wall with me holdin' onto you by the hips."

He chuckled and grinned at me and I suddenly realised he was getting interested in this. And not just to find out what sort of stuff was going on in my sick and twisted brain, but maybe because he was liking that I thought he was fit and wanked off thinking about doing him.

"And what's me arse look like in this fantasy of yours?" he smirked over.

"It just looks like your arse. I have... you know... seen it a few times..."

I pretty regularly got a nice long look at the big solid thing in the showers after we'd played football with the team he plays on at work. It's one of the best butts I've seen, and I've seen quite a few.

"So you'll know I haven't got the sort of arse you're gonna see in a gay porno... I mean, it's not shaved and scrubbed and definitely doesn't smell of rose petals!"

"I wouldn't like it if it was," I shrugged. "I like blokes' arses to look and smell like... well... blokes' arses. I take them as they come."

He nodded and kept staring over at me with that weird smirk on his lips sort of fixed in place. I wasn't sure if this was just him feeling flattered or whether there was something else making him look at me so funny.

"In that case, you wouldn't mind that I'm all hairy and smelly down there?"

I shook my head and he went on, "And you don't mind it gets a bit grungy between the cheeks? That doesn't put you off when you're wankin' off thinkin' about licking me out?"

I was again surprised by the question - especially the way he was looking at me like he was - but I thought I'd answer it honestly.

If he wanted me to say that I found another fella's unwashed bum a bit too icky for my sissy boy tastes, then he totally had another thing coming. I like men's arses in whatever state I find them and I have no problem with getting my nose wedged into the wiry stink between a nice looking guy's big beefy pair of cheeks.

So I said, trying to smirk back like this was just the two of us having a bit of banter, "I don't mind a sweaty crack, Tyler."

"It's not just sweat, mate," his mouth broke into a full-on grin.

"Well, I don't mind that either if I'm honest," I smiled back.

"You don't?"

"Do you mind licking a girl out if she isn't sqeaky clean?"

"When you put it like that, I suppose a bit of smell down there is part o' the fun, isn't it? I just didn't think it would work the same way with a gay bloke lickin' another fella's skanky arse."

"It works for me like that. I find it kinda... well... horny, if I'm honest..."

"So it wouldn't bother you if I was a bit shitty back there?" he asked, that odd-looking smirk returning.

I shrugged. "Not really, mate... I reckon I'd prob'ly like it...."

We stared at each other for a few seconds before Tyler took a long deep drink from his bottle, finishing it off. He got up and went out into the kitchen to get a couple more beers from the fridge and then came back into the room and threw one over to me.

"You know what the most messed up part of all this is?" he asked. "My cock's gone horny as fuck with all this dirty talk we've been havin'!"

So that must have been what all the smirking was about.

"Can you believe that, mate?!" he went on, laughing. "I've only gone and grown a gristle!"

I looked at his crotch and saw a long, thick rod running upwards towards the left pocket of his jeans. Tyler had a big cock - something else I'd often noticed in the football showers.

"It's not on full bone, is it?" I grinned, putting two and two together about what this meant.

He smiled back at me, still standing up, and gently rubbed at the mound his organ was making in the front of his jeans. "Big as it gets, Nick... and dribblin' like a leaky tap! All from the thought of havin' a tongue lickin' round me dirty shitter!"

"The thought of my tongue lickin' it?"

"Not yours especially," he replied. "Just how horny it must be to feel someone's tongue slidin' in and out of me little brown stink-hole."

"It feels totally awesome, Tyler... you 'ave no idea 'til you've tried it."

"Well, I'd be well up for tryin' it. Me fuckin' cock's makin' me boxers all sticky just from the thought of it."

I wanted to offer that if he yanked the back of his jeans down here and now, I'd stick my face into his whiffy butt-crack and give his chute the full works. But I wasn't sure if he really was giving me the come-on I thought he was and was afraid of how he might react to the suggestion that I wanted to get sexy with him.

So I didn't say anything and watched him reach over the low table for the bottle opener. He grabbed it and then, making it obvious it was deliberate, dropped it onto the floor. He smirked at me and then bent down like he had earlier, making the waistband of his jeans hitch down to show off for the second time his big chunky buttocks filling out the back of his shorts.

"Oh nice!" I laughed. "More wank fodder for me, mate!"

"Yeah?" he grinned up over his shoulder. "Is this gettin' you horny too?"

"I reckon it will if you gimme a flash of yer buns like you did before!"

He chuckled and yanked down the back of his shorts to let me see his bare bum. He went further this time and I got to ogle at a lot more of it than he had when he'd been joking about earlier.

It was really skanky if I'm honest. There was a moist sticky residue smeared inside his crack and the forest of hair between his cheeks was matted in clumps around where his pucker would be.

I felt my mouth watering at how tasty it looked. If he wanted my face in there he only had to ask.

"Is the sight o' my cruddy crack givin' you somethin' to crank yer nut over?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," I grinned. "It looks well hot, Tyler. I fuckin' love it!"

"Might as well show you the whole shebang," he said, pulling his jeans further down and hitching his boxers down to the tops of his thighs. His massive hard-on sprung upwards underneath his belly and pointed forwards with its red head looking full and slimy. His boner was so much bigger than I'd expected from how it looked limp in the showers. Even in my fantasies, his knob had never seemed this long and thick.

He went to pick up the bottle opener and then clumsily dropped it again, causing him to swivel around a bit and back towards me.

"I can't seem to get a grip on this thing," he chuckled and kept dropping it over and over, until soon his round, ripe arse was right in front of my face. I could smell his crack-odour strongly from how close he was. It was giving out a harsh, raunchy stink that made my own much smaller cock grow longer in my briefs, poking upwards against the fly of my jeans.

"Jesus, Tyler," I gasped, inhaling his bum stink hungrily, "your arse is well whiffy! I bet it tastes fuckin' gorgeous, mate!"

"You wanna try it?" he asked. "Just between the two of us, mind."

"Fuck yeah!" I laughed. "You sure you want me to?"

"Just to see how it feels. If I like it you can... well... let's just see if I like it first, eh?!"

I got off the sofa and knelt down behind him like I'd fantasized so many times across years of wank-off sessions. His arse seemed so massive right in front of my face - much bigger and more meaty than the butts of the other lads I'd hooked up with and rimmed out.

I pressed my face against his cheeks with my nose nuzzling into his hot, funky trench. I took a long deep sniff of his stink and he laughed and said, "Oh yeah, sniff my fuckin' arse, you dirty bum-boy!"

All the time he'd known I was gay, Tyler had never gone in for name-calling and I was surprised that right now he would say something like that. I figured it must his way of proving he really was straight, in spite of letting another guy rim him out, and so even though normally I'd have had a go at him about calling me a bum-boy, I let it drop if I meant I got to taste his big chunky bum.

I inhaled a few times and then told him, "Bloody 'ell, Tyler! Your arse stinks as rough as fuck!"

He laughed again at that and said, "That's how you like 'em though, isn't it?"

"Too fuckin' right," I gasped, and pushed my face back into him.

My cock was aching in my jeans as I started licking at the hot, strong funk sticking to my mate's butt-hair and smeared up the insides of his cheeks. I lapped at it hungrily, desperate to taste how rank and bitter it was, and Tyler grabbed my head and ground it harder into his big muscly behind.

"Come on, stick yer tongue up there, nancy-boy! Fuck me with it, like you wanna bum it with yer faggot cock!"

Again I was surprised at the way he was talking to me, but I did as he wanted me to. I pushed my tongue against his tight, swollen hole until it gave in to the pressure and opened up to let me in.

Tyler gasped at feeling my slide into him and then groaned at how great it felt to have the inside of his bum licked out.

I tongued furiously in and out of his hot clammy arsehole, feeding like a half-starved man on all the gunge and crud his butt could give me.

I pulled back from him, gasping, and said, "Jesus, mate! I've gotta wank off! This is totally fuckin' awesome!"

He got up from bending forwards and swivelled around to jab his huge throbbing cock into my face. "Suck it, fag-boy! Eat my big dick!"

As I opened my mouth to ask him why he was calling me all these names, he rammed his shiny red bell-end through my lips so that my mouth was quickly filled to bursting with the thick shaft of Tyler's massive hard-on. He grabbed the sides of my head with both hands to hold it firm and then face-fucked me roughly, with long rapid strokes.

"Ah yeah! Eat it deep, you fuckin' cock sucker! Get the stink of my arse all over it!"

I did as he was telling me to - not that I had much choice - and slavered all over the cock with the tongue that had been up his butt.

He grunted, "Drink my juice, you little butt-slut! Bet it tastes better than my shitty hole!"

I reached up to grab his bum with both hands. I loved how firm and muscly his cheeks felt as the broad girth of his cock slammed faster and faster in and out of my mouth. I slid my fingers into his crack, feeling how bristly he was between his cheeks, and worked them lower and lower until I'd found the hot wet opening I'd just rimmed out.

I quickly worked a finger up his spit slippery hole, and I found that he loved the feel of having his pucker played with at the same time that his cock was being sucked.

"Fuck yeah! Frig my shitter off, butt-muncher! Push it in and out, really fast and hard!"

I worked him as roughly as I could, slobbering all over his hammering cock. But then I had to pull back from him, even though it was difficult because he was holding me so strongly, and call up to him, "Tyler! Seriously, mate... I've really gotta wank off!"

He grinned down at me, "Come on, then! Get yer dick out and jerk it off while you finger my arse!"

He pushed my hands off his bum, his hole making a squelching fart as my finger slid out of it, and then turned around again to bend forwards and let me finger him properly. I stood up and unzipped myself, yanking my little chub-on out so that it poked upwards from my fly.

"Frig me off!" he commanded, grabbing his butt-cheeks with both hands and opening his crack right up so that I could see his pink ringpiece sticking out among the soaking clumps of hair. "Really work it in and out while you give your meat a good cuffin'!"

I leaned forwards and pressed my middle finger against his arsehole, feeling it open much more quickly this time to take in what was being offered. I slid my finger all the way into him to the knuckle and then eased it out again, enjoying the way it now looked a couple of shades browner than the others on either side of it.

Fingering Tyler was going to be much more stinky than I'd expected. Not that I'm complaining - the smell of his arse would make it even more hot.

"Ah yeah!" Tyler panted. "Ram it in and out!"

He opened his legs and squatted down more to make his butt gape wider, and his big heavy bollocks hung down between his thighs.

I started fingering him quickly and roughly, really jabbing his arse with my fist smacking his cheeks hard and loud. He groaned at how much he loved it and began jerking his big dick off underneath his belly. That made his massive nutsack swing back and forth between his legs, and once or twice his knackers slapped against my wrist as I bashed away at his hole.

I couldn't believe how great it felt - fingering Tyler's hairy butthole the way I'd imagined so many times in my bed with my hand pumping away at my prick.

"Let me see you wanking off, gay-boy," he said. "Let me see how horny my arse has made your prick."

I moved around so that he could see my hard-on from where he was hunched over, and he laughed really loudly on seeing it poking out of my fly.

"Fuck me, Nick! Your knob is fuckin' tiny!"

"It's not that small, mate," I said, looking down at my five inch boner and feeling embarrassed that it hadn't grown much since I was in my teens. "I've seen smaller... much smaller..."

"What, on a fuckin' baby?"

"No, on another bloke. On full bone too."

"It's not much bigger than your finger, mate!" he laughed.

I was about to tell him to stop being so fucking rude, when his face suddenly brightened and he said, "Since it's so tiny, d'ya wanna try and shove it up me arse?"

"What, for real?"

"Yeah. From how short and thin it is, it won't feel much different to 'avin' you frig me off."

I didn't need to be asked twice.

I undid my belt and yanked my jeans and briefs down around my thighs. Then I positioned myself right behind him so that my hips were level with his cheeks, lining my purple bean-sized cock head up against his puffy arse ring. Before he could change his mind, I was working my five-inch boner into him, loving the way he squirmed and gasped as my thin little pecker pushed its way all the way up into his tight mud tunnel.

"Oh Jesus, I'm 'avin' me arse fucked!" he chortled, grinning up at me over his shoulder. "I'm gettin' bummed by another bloke's cock!"

I grabbed him by the hips and started driving in and out of him, gasping at how amazing it felt to actually have my cock sliding in and out between Tyler's big round cheeks. I'd wanted this so many times I'd wanked off on my own, and now here he was - bizarrely - bending over for me so I could live out my fantasy of shagging him from behind.

"Oh God," I cried out, "this feels so fuckin' good!"

He laughed at that and said, "I didn't think much of it when I tried bummin' that lass at Blackpool. I didn't like the feel of it. Seemed weird somehow."

"Well, I fuckin' love it!" I gasped and started porking him as fast as I could to make his cheeks wobble and ripple.

He laughed again but I could see from his face, craned round to look back at me, that he was enjoying having my knob up him. He was moving his body in time with mine, pushing his bum back to meet every thrust of my cock.

I looked over at the reflection of me butt-fucking Tyler in the mirror above the fireplace. We looked so hot together - him bending over and me standing behind him doing him up his big manly arse - and I wanted to grab my phone to take a picture of the two of us like this. Of course I didn't - Tyler would have gone ape shit if I had - but it would have been nice to have a shot of the time my best mate let me bum him, laughing and working his hole against my cock as I grunted and gasped and pounded my hips against his cheeks.

I reached under him and started wanking him off as I fucked him. He liked that - loved it, actually - and he moved his body upwards so that we were both sort of squatting as we enjoyed having sex one behind the other.

I loved the feel of his big, thick dick filling up my hand and jerked his foreskin rapidly up and down his rock hard shaft, hearing him gasp as it swept across the mushroom head.

"Fuckin' wank it, fag-boy! Wank my big knob off!"

He turned to grin at me and I grinned back at his enjoyment. Then, without thinking, I leaned forwards to kiss him on the mouth, but he pulled back, horrified, and said, "No fuckin' gay stuff, dude!"

I kept wanking him and he moaned in contentment as I puffed and panted against the back of his shoulder.

"I always wondered if you'd be up for givin' me a blow-job," he panted. "I never had the guts to ask you, though."

"Any time, mate," I gasped, "as long as I get a go on your arse!"

"I can't believe how much you like it! It stinks to high fuck, worse than takin' a dump! It must be even stronger back there!"

"I love it," I muttered, struggling for breath as I slammed my cock as fast as I could in and out of him. "I love a nice stinky butt-fuck... it's even better for me 'cause I've got yer arse all over my face!"

He laughed at that and we didn't say much else until we'd both shot our wads. I spunked off first, as deep inside his arse as my stubby cock can manage, and my wrist going full pelt managed to get his massive bone-on to start spurting all over it about ten seconds later.

As we cleaned up and I was spraying a bit of air freshener round the room, he said, "That was well good that, Nick. Way better than I might have thought."

I was pleased with that. I'd thought he might throw a pisser and walk out in a strop.

"I was surprised by how much you liked havin' me finger up yer bum," I said.

He shrugged. "I've tried it before – on me own, like – so I knew it felt nice. I just don't like all the mess it makes. I can't be arsed with all the cleanin' up."

I smiled. "And you were okay with gettin' yer arse fucked?"

"I can't believe I was, but yeah... it felt kinda nice," he grinned, wiping the thick white gobs of spunk off his pubes. "You're lucky yer dick's not that big... there's no way I'd have let you do it if you had a cock like mine."

"If you wanna do it again sometime..." I offered hopefully.

"Only if there's no minge on the go for me," he nodded. "And only if you're sure you won't see the two of us messing around together anything serious. I don't want anything heavy with you. I'm not into dudes, you know that, right?"

I nodded. "Totally no strings, Tyler. It's just a fuck between mates. We're never gonna be boyfriends or anything... I'm not so stupid as to think that."

"In that case, yeah," he grinned. "I get a suck, you get a fuck, that's the deal."

"Sounds good to me."

He pulled his boxers and jeans back up and I was going to say that my side of the deal was that he had to promise he wouldn't call me any more homo names when we were doing sex stuff together.

But before I could think of how to say it so it didn't sound like I was already starting to demand stuff, he cut in with, "Actually, how would you feel about lettin' my cock have a turn up your arse?"

"If it would fit!" I laughed, surprised that he would be interested in trying that. "But I thought you said you didn't like the feel of havin' yer dick up someone's bum...?"

"Yeah, doing it to a woman. It might feel different doing it to a bloke. I wouldn't mind findin' out if you wanna let me have a go..."

I decided I'd drop the whole name-calling thing - this was just too good to risk messing up by laying down terms and conditions. He could call me whatever the fuck he liked if it meant I got to have him on my back, shagging me up the arse!

"Tell you what, Tyler," I replied. "Next time you come round for a couple of beers, I'll be the one who drops the bottle opener and has to bend down to pick it up."

"Okay," he chortled, "how does tomorrow night sound?"

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ADAM AND STEVEPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Air BNB

AIR BNB by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com robertfurlong.tumblr.com === "So first thing next day I knocked on their bedroom door to say good mornin' and one of them called out, tellin' me to come in." "This was one of the gay blokes who owned the house?" Brian asked. "Yeah. I think I was the only one rentin' a room that night." He nodded and I went on.

Awake with Jake Part 1

AWAKE WITH JAKE PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===

Awake with Jake Part 2

AWAKE WITH JAKE PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===

Awake with Jake Part 3

I got into bed with Marcus, having to push him to one side so that the two of us could fit into the single bed.

Awake with Jake Part 4

AWAKE WITH JAKE PART 4by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===I looked at the clock. It was going on for three. At this rate, I was going to need half a jar of coffee to get me going in the morning.I'd been enjoying having horny thoughts about the first time I'd hooked up with Marcus, and it had been nice to lie here snuggling into his back and

Badly Drawing Boy

BADLY DRAWING BOYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===While Matt Strickson's PowerPoint presentation was unremittingly dreary, the way his arse flexed and rippled in the back of his tight grey trousers every time he turned towards the whiteboard was more than enough to keep me entertained.

Bedtime Stories

BEDTIME STORIESPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Blast from the Past... and from my Son!

BLAST FROM THE PAST... AND FROM MY SON! by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === Warning: contains mild scat === The night before Jake and I were going to watch Liverpool play Leeds, the tumble drier decided to break down. I had, of course, left the bulk of the laundry we needed until the night before our trip and so we had a large pile

Both Ways

BOTH WAYSPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===At first I was convinced my ex-wife was in the bed with me.It was Sunday morning and I was in that half-dreaming half-dozing state I sometimes end up in when I've slept too long and I really should get up. I'd opened an eye to check the alarm

Bunk Buddies

BUNK BUDDIESby Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===My fuck-buddy Rob has always been fascinated to hear about my time in prison. I told him early on in our hook-ups that life inside hadn't actually been that interesting – that it was mostly mind-splittingly dull and that the sex, such as it was, was brief and infrequent – but he keeps asking about

By Popular Demand

BY POPULAR DEMANDPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Candid Cameron

CANDID CAMERONPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong

Carried Away

CARRIED AWAYPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===Pulling out of the car park after meeting Cameron, I couldn't help but marvel at how much nerve he must have. Imagine going back to a stranger's flat and rimming him while his mates looked on! The idea of doing something like that myself was

Coupling Up

COUPLING UPPart of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong===I was back at the small toilet building tucked away among the trees in the park.Curiosity about what I'd seen there on my last visit had got the better of me and I'd left the office early with the excuse of having a bad stomach and the

Danny Comes to Stay Part 1

DANNY COMES TO STAY PART 1 robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === As we undressed for bed, Alex said to me, "I feel kind of sorry for Danny." "Sorry for him? You're kidding me!" It was hard to believe he would feel anything but mistrust for my ex. He hadn't been keen on Danny visiting us, and sure as hell hadn't been comfortable with him staying over with us for

Danny Comes to Stay Part 2

DANNY COMES TO STAY PART 2 by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === Perhaps it's not surprising that my husband had lost his hard-on while he was watching my ex hungrily rimming my splayed hole. "Just gonna get him nice and slippy," Danny had said before plunging his face into my butt crack and giving me the most intense and satisfying

Doing the Dirty Part 1

DOING THE DIRTY PART 1by Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===

Doing the Dirty Part 2

DOING THE DIRTY PART 2by Robert Furlong===robert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===It's odd but strangely compelling to watch your own son masturbating right there in front of you. I was fascinated to see how different his technique was from my own – his hand seemed so much more frantic and his fingers more agile – while marvelling at so many physical

Don't Freak Out (Part 1)

DON'T FREAK OUT (PART 1) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === For several months, I'd been promising my son that I'd show him how two men can make love very intensely and passionately together using only their two cocks. Jake is young and bisexual but when it comes to other boys, he has made it very clear that his interests are

Don't Freak Out (Part 2)

DON'T FREAK OUT (PART 2) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === "I'm not gonna freak out, Rob," Guy assured me. "I'm just surprised, that's all..." I smiled at him again to show that, even though he was quite visibly shaken by what he was seeing, I was more than comfortable to have my son's mouth slurping up and down my large erection in

Doubling Up Part 1

DOUBLING UP PART 1by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===I opened the front door to find Guy grinning at me broadly, his son Simon following right behind. I showed them through to the sitting room, where Jake introduced Simon, who he'd been to school with, to Marcus, his friend from university.While I was busying myself collecting in coats,

Doubling Up Part 2

DOUBLING UP PART 2by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===

Doubling Up Part 3

DOUBLING UP PART 3by Robert Furlongrobert.furlong@rocketmail.comrobertfurlong.tumblr.com===It felt odd for my son and me to be squatting naked together, his back rubbing against mine, but I was sure it must feel even stranger for his best mate Marcus who was lying out on our front room carpet, facing upwards at our two splayed bums and pressing the twinned heads of a double-ended

Driving Home for Christmas

DRIVING HOME FOR CHRISTMASThe epilogue to the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert FurlongContact me for the full series: robert.furlong@rocketmail.com===Jake looked over at me and we grinned at each other.I was desperately pleased to see him and I could see that he was pretty chuffed to see me, even though he hadn't found the time to phone home in over a fortnight.

Dropping the Bottle Opener

DROPPING THE BOTTLE OPENER by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === So he bends over to pick up the bottle opener, his jeans so far down you can see his arse inside his boxers, and I say, "Fuckin' 'ell, Tyler! Are you deliberately flashin' me an eyeful o' wank-fodder!" He turned to grin at me, still bending over, and reached round to the

Father and Son Moments

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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