Massachusetts State Trooper Pierre Guillot walked through the halls of the Massachusetts State Police Academy. The New Braintree facility was teeming with students. Young men and women who wanted to become police officers. He smiled, remembering his days at the Academy. He lived in the school dorms for five days a week and only went home on the weekends. He...
The look on my boyfriend Jamal's face as I slide my big White dick into his sexy Black ass is absolutely priceless. My favourite big and tall Haitian stud simply can't get enough of my thick White cock. And I wouldn't have it any other way. My name is Eric O'Keefe. A five-foot-six, lean and wiry, red-haired and green-eyed Irishman living in the City of Montr...
Jarred woke up earlier than usually, naked and in a yawning stretch, he steps in front of his bedroom mirror. Tall, dark hair, built, and very handsome with chestnut brown eyes, high cheek bones, strong jaw, and thick plump lips. The perfectly soft, light dusting of body hair that covers his body is the icing on his cake. He's conceited, to be sure. He n...
Sunday, 2 April 1865, Richmond, Virginia The nine-block walk west along East Broad Street from the First African Church at the corner of College and East Broad was strangely bustling this Sunday morning at 9:00 a.m. The previous Sunday had been quiet at this time. In fact, Temple's, where Eaton Matthews lived and worked, at Grace and 4th Street, had existed...
I stared at the phone on my desk dreading the call I knew I had to make. Earlier in the day, my secretary slipped me a note while I was on the phone telling me a guy named Mark was on line two. He didn't give a last name but I knew exactly who it was. Only one man would have the nerve to tell her, "Just tell him Mark. He'll take the call..." I hurried my con...
"Richard, you're on in five minutes." The manager's voice cut through Rick's near-doze. Rick Wright, who danced under the name "Richard Long," was sitting in the beat-up old easy chair in the corner of the bar storeroom which doubled as the dancers' dressing room. The book on database design in Rick's lap was dull reading and he'd been fighting sleep for th...
NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age and in college. WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this story is entirely fictional and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =========================== College was tough for me. I'm...
It was late spring in 1973. I had just finished a 4-year stint in the army and I had only been home a few weeks. My parents were asleep for hours. It was 2:30am, and I was wide awake, so I got dressed and went out. I called it dressed. My mother would've called me a bum. I saw nothing wrong with wearing sweat pants, T-shirt, sweatshirt jacket, and sneakers w...
Hello, dear readers. This is part 1 of a likely 3 volume story. Working on part 2, though not sure if the precise direction yet. If anyone has ideas, let me know in comments! xx Vi ~~~ Jessy laid in the arms of her lover and smiled as she always did after sex. Even though she was only in her late 20s, she thought her days of wild, passionate sex were over...
Billy Olsen's life back in 1966 was no bed of roses, having been sick for much of his teenage years, and even after pretty much recovering from rheumatic fever Billy's overbearing mother insisted he stayed in the house most of the time, studying and reading. The result was that Billy was a smart kid despite doing much of the work at home, and his mother co...