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 all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...
I was perhaps nineteen when my adventure with Louis happened. The year was 2004. It was the year George Bush defeated Jon Kerry, the good guy among the Democrats, and took the White House. It was the year I lost faith in the system, and found myself becoming a misanthrope after seeing so much lying, cheating and backstabbing, both among normal people and tho...
My name is Aaron O'Shea. A short, skinny and red-haired young man of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently moved there from the town of Boston, in the state of Massachusetts. So far, I don't like the Confederation of Canada. Where I grew up, racial diversity in schools, neighbourhoods and the workplace was a mainstay. Canada is full...
Hello, there. My name is Steve Victor. I'm a young black man living in Boston. I attend Boston College and I major in engineering. One of these days, I aim to have my own company. You don't make much money, or get much glory, while working for other people. I'd love to see my name on the office door, or the company logo. That's why I'm busting my ass in coll...
After a long winter but most enjoyable, spring finally arrived. The scenery started turning green and my neighbor and I were introduced to the gardener's surprise. It happened one day as we spent the afternoon at my place, fucking each other. The gardener told us that he would bring our surprise next time we got together. He wouldn't hint at what the surpris...
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. =========================== "I can't believe I fucking wrecked it." I muttered, slamming my hands down on my steering wheel. I conti...
Felix Frederichs stood in the shadows of the station shed in the Washington, D.C., suburb of Lorton, Virginia, on the last day of October, trench coat collar pulled up to cover his sallow cheeks, dark sunglasses on his face, directing the young Martin Mayer here and there in getting squared away for their overnight Amtrak Autotrain trip down the East Coast t...
In chapter 1 I told how I first became aware of the power and allure of black cock and how I met my wife Lee. My new bride Lee, and her lover, Leshaun were still on our honeymoon and were due back in 2 days. I'd been invited to my in-laws while Lee was off on her jaunt. Dad, my father-in-law, and I just watched his wife get blacked fucked. Dutifully, we...
Mark was quick to return to his hotel room after his tryst with Quinton and Jim. His emotions and excitement were high as he replayed not just the events that had just happened with the two men but the totality of what has happened the last 24 hours. He had now enjoyed pleasing what was surely the most impressive male genitalia he had ever laid eyes on. Quin...