This story takes place in Nigeria. The year is 1968 and the country was in the midst of civil war. The Ibo's, a tribe that lived in the eastern region on Nigeria had broken away following the assassination of the Nigerian Premier. The Ibo's called their territory Biafra and as this area contained Nigeria's oil reserves tensions were running high. In the nort...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
It was my first encounter with a man. I had just turned 19 and got out of high school. In my country most of the young men go to army and so did I. In the army I gained a bit of confidence and some muscle on my otherwise lean frame. After military service I wanted to go for an adventure and decided to go for an interrail trip through Europe. I had few frie...
But my son's not invisible; his clothes are [For JonKingBros] Funny it happened when we tried "The Invisible Man." I've always wondered about that. Everybody's tried auto-blow, bending into a pretzel, trying to suck your own cock. Everybody's tried it, especially when younger. A flexible guy like my Chuck-o can lie back, roll his hips up, bring his feet...
They were camped near the top of the ridge in a meadow, just below the forest line. Niu had said he wanted to be high up whenever he could be. He was standing there looking out over the thousands of cook fires and tents spread across the meadow when Shun, carrying the supplies for both of them, managed to trudge up the hillside from the road below. "I wonde...
"I will not buy boys," Xanthos said with a dismissive wave of his hand, although the gleam in his eyes suggested otherwise. "They are unreliable and too inexperienced, and they break the crockery while playing their childish games." "These are no boys, excellency," the slave master simpered. "These are all past their playing stage and have been trained in s...
I woke up the next morning at close to noon, with my hair matted and the bed still damp, smelling of his piss and our dried cum. I went to my front yard and picked up the newspaper. It had war news on the front page. The country was considering sending regular combat troops to Vietnam. I hadn't thought about the draft but I knew it could happen. I didn't wan...
I rolled over to a seated position and let the balls of my feet rest on the ratty carpeting. I reached for the pack of cigarettes and lit up. I'd only started smoking in the last couple of months. Nerves. I'd stop as soon as I got back to the States. Or maybe when I changed my name and had plastic surgery so that no one recognized me anymore. I looked aroun...
Adam sleepily opened his eyes to the soft morning sun. Right in front of him, her eyes closed, her breath soft and regular was Kay Leigh, his girlfriend. Smiling to himself, he thought back to what they had got up to last night. Just the thought of it was getting him hard again, and he reached across and caressed her bare arm, carelessly draped over the quil...
Disclaimer: On account of a few disturbing e-mails, I would like to make the following statement: The author writing under the name "Reiner Bent" does not, in any way whatsoever, support any form of non-consensual sex between adults. Needless to say that I'm abhorred by any form of rape, child abuse, incest and the like. My stories are a mixture of real life...