Yo, what's up? This is your man Teejay Overman speaking. I'm currently in Brentwood, Long Island, staying at my uncle Larry Smith's house. I'm a big and tall young black man from Boston, Massachusetts. Vacations are fun and this is my third visit to Long Island. What can I say, I like the city. The beaches, the sand and the towns are beautiful. I'm having th...
My name is Bernard Brown and I am a big and tall black guy. A lot of people think that if you are a big guy, then your life is miserable and lonely and you don't get any fun. That's so lame, seriously! When you describe a miserable person with self-esteem issues who hates themselves and doesn't want to enjoy life, you're not talking about a big man or a big...
Bob and I had been friends in high school and roommates in college. We had shared a lot. He was a very hot guy, tall and blonde with striking blue eyes and muscular from working out. Once in college we were drinking heavily. I was wearing a loose pair of shorts that came down exposing my groin. Bob acted like he didn’t notice but I could tell we was l...
Ibrahim here, a brother with a story to tell. I’ve been eyeballing my prey all night and like any true predator, I waited for the right time to strike. Tonight’s prey was interesting. A short and skinny, weak-looking White dude. He walked around the most ghetto streets of Vanier, Ontario, looking nervous, and I smiled to myself. A skinny White guy walking ar...
"A simple day at the gym," that is what my friend had said. Unfortunately he didn't mention how simple it would be, nor the fact that it is an all-male gym club and definitely not the fact that we were expected to service all the patrons there. "Hi, my name is Tad," I said, "How may I help you today?" As he pulled me gruffly to him, "I need my cock sucked...
There is something so oddly empowering about the way I spend my days. My name is Abel Whitaker. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Let me tell you about my life. I was born in 1986, to Boston police officer George Whitaker and car saleswoman Jennifer Kingman Whitaker. They raised me to have ambition and a positive attitude. I'...
I lit a cigarette and opened the zipper on my leather jacket. The April evening was warmer than I had thought. The street was busy with cars going back and forth and several of my student buddies walked by and waved at me. "Hey good looking, do you want a ride?" I turned to the soft voice and saw my girlfriend inside the convertible Audi. Liza was what eve...
Many things changed my first spring at the university. Of course there was having what could only be called a steady boyfriend. That was something that I could not even have imagined only months before. My relationship with Greg evolved from two friends sharing the joy of male on male sex through friendship to what would have to be called romance. I can't pi...
He pinged me on Scruff when I got back in my car after riding a biking trail. He said he had a 10" uncut cock that always needed lots of attention and a 7-day load he needed to release right now. He didn't have Pro, so I asked him to send me a pic. He did. It was a selfie of him naked, with a baseball cap on and his head bent down so I couldn't see his fac...
Story by: CRSorrows 2013 M/M - Oral My friend had recently moved back for Ohio. He had went up there with hopes of finding a job and finding a new girlfriend after losing his job here and his girlfriend of 6 years. Now he was back and in bad shape. He had met with the same fate in Ohio he had here. Dated a girl that finally insulted him and eventually he l...