This is a true story about the first time I sucked a big black cock. It was a few years ago now, I was in my early twenties, right out of college, and still lived at my parents' house. I never told anyone this before, so this is my way of getting it off my chest. A little background first. As far as everyone was aware I was straight, but for some time I ha...
Tex Gets What He Asked For [MMm] [BDSM] [Interracial] [gay] Contains gay, BDSM, interracial content. If that may offend you - don't read. A few years ago I lived in the San Francisco area, and took advantage of BART to visit adult book stores (ABS) - particularly ones that catered to black men. This story recounts my most memorable experience. In hindsight...
Thank you so much for reading my first written submission! I've wanted to write erotica for years now but I've never really had the courage or the time to get started, until now! I realize I may have some work to do and I would gladly accept any advice or future story requests that you may have! * I had always considered myself straight. I'd had a few girl...
It was around 2am on a Thursday Morning. I was driving from a funeral in another state. I was an hour from home but had been on the road for 5 hours and 3 hours since my last stop for gas to pee. I really needed to stretch my legs and was also feeling a little tired. I pulled into the rest stop there were 3 other cars there, I parked away from them as we w...
We had been chatting for days on a man for man hook-up website. He was the one with the supposed nine inch cock, or so his screen name indicated that. I've met a few men over the past few years who never lived up to the hype so to speak. We had tried to get together twice before but it always fell through. I honestly didn't think that we would ever meet but...
I had met a really nice African-American guy named Karl for some hot sex. I was travelling for business and was satisfying my bi desires on these trips. I had met Karl through a gay chat room and we had a great hook-up. We promised to meet up again when I had to visit his city again. (See "My First BBC" for the story of how I hooked up with Karl.) Karl and...
Every year since I was a kid, my Mom packed me two weeks worth of clean underwear and sent me down south to spend the summer with my cousin, Neil McCallahan. He lived in a bright yellow trailer elevated by four cinder blocks, with a trashbag stretched taut behind a broken window and a chipped bird bath on the front lawn. My own place back in the city was ten...
It was naturally hot and humid in New Orleans as you drove back to town from college with the windows down without a shirt on exposing your body for those who happen to look your way. It was nearly five in the evening, and you silently curse yourself as you regret not taking your car to the shop to get your A/C fixed. Now you have to suffer through his heat...
I have previously told the story of my first gang bang with a group of bi-men in Seattle. I loved that experience and was hoping for another. I kept in touch with Karl, a bisexual black man I met in a gay chat room and who introduced me to the group. I had met him singly and with a friend before hooking up with the group. I did not live in the Seattle area b...
Carl was enjoying the time he was spending with Mary. They would get together two or three times a week for hot steamy uninhibited wild sex. Mary had even fucked Carl with a dildo and a strap on. Carl was realizing it had been over 6 months since he had tasted a real cock or had one in him. He decided to go to the bath house about an hour's drive away. He s...