I honestly think here is some truth in the saying that opposites attract. How else would you explain some of the weird and sexy people I hook up with? Achilles Charles Berenson is the name. My nickname is A.C. Who am I? A big and tall young Black man living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. And I am one hundred percent bisexual. I do it with guys...
If anyone would have told me last summer how much my life would have changed in a year, I would have thought them mad. To my immediate family and coworkers, little has changed. Whether at home, at our in-laws, or at the office, I still act no differently than I ever have. But that's pretty much what it is -- an act! In a short span of time, I have found out...
In America it's sometimes difficult to find a suitable roommate. I had to stay with a Chinese (called Chinky hereafter) and a real big muscled Black guy (Blackie hereafter). As far as my routine goes it is really grueling. I go out of home around 8 in the morning and come back 9 at night. After the whole day's exhaustion, I feel pretty much sleepy and hit my...
My wife had left for the office but I decided to stay home that day as I was sick and tired of working and needed some time to myself. After grabbing a cup of coffee, I flipped on the TV and powered up the PC to check my morning mail. After rifling thru the usual spam and bullshit messages from friends and relatives, I decided to check some of my favorite ad...
"Baby Girl you're fine," he said confidently as he danced beside me with my sexy wife. I was used to her getting hit on, especially by black men. She had a beautiful round ass and a trim waist that drew admiring looks wherever we went and it attracted black men to her like a moth to a flame. But I wasn't used to the man being so blatantly aggressive with her...
This is the story of how it all started. How I, a straight white guy, turned into a fuck doll for a hung black man. I wish this was a movie; you could have it freeze frame with my eyes and mouth wide open while you see Marlon pushing his big dick in me from behind! But this is the origin story. Basically I'm in a relationship with the most perfect girl, he...
I had been chatting with this guy for almost a year. We didn't think anything of it. It was online friendship so nothing would happen. Especially since he was in England and I was in the States. Not to mention we were both bottoms. Nevertheless, I, at least, enjoyed our messages back and forth. I used him as my sexual conquest outlet, telling him all the dir...
Summary: White senior learns why his black teammate is so cocky. Notes: Somebody in the discussion board asked why all black guys were so convinced that everybody wanted their dick. I was inspired to answer. It's just a short story to rub one out to; no real character development. Maybe next time... * I remained slumped against my locker, marinating in m...
When I entered the steam room—Mr. Stewart had refused to call it a sauna, saying that wasn't manly enough—the others were already there. Mr. Stewart and Mr. Williams were sitting on the upper tier of wooden benches across the wood-paneled room from where Mr. Stewart gestured me to go. They were both naked, sitting on their towels. Mr. Williams had his hand o...
"Me." A hairy-chested man with short dark blond hair, a heavy mustache, and beard stubble stepped out of the crowd. He was wearing black work boots, black leather chaps, and a black leather cock ring with chrome snaps. His stiff cock thrust out from his closely-trimmed crotch. The guests cheered. "Go get 'em, Carl," one man shouted. Carl grinned and extend...