Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...
Well hello everyone. It's been a bumpy ride but I've finally finished the story. So this episode, the seventh one, wraps up everything. And I've thoroughly enjoyed writing this and receiving all those mails and feedbacks. Love my fans and everyone who has mailed me and allowed the story to come so far. This one's totally dedicated to you all. The story ends...
The feel of Alric Shawn's thick White dick sliding into my Black asshole is simply divine. I can't get enough of it, man. The young Irishman grunts as he works his cock deep into my asshole. I stroke my long and thick Black cock, pumping it up as he fucks me. Hot damn. This is totally awesome. My name is Luther James Blanc. A big and tall Black man of Haitia...
[At the request of R.P.] Rocko stood aside, stripping his hands of the rubber gloves, and watched as Howard Holt released the young, slender black man from the chains that had had him suspended from the ceiling. He gingerly lifted the college student, Ray Taylor, and lowered him onto a nearby cot before he could sink fully to the stone floor in the playroom...
"You've got an admirer," my wife giggled as we sat at one of the tables inside the quaint beachside restaurant. The online reviews had been stellar. The food was supposed to be delicious and the prices, unlike most other establishments in the popular vacation community, were reasonable. It was owned by an older gay couple and some of the reviews had mistaken...
Contrary to what you might have heard, life in Canada is far from easy. Especially if you're an immigrant. Actually, make that if you're an immigrant of color. Immigrants from Europe have an easy time here. Everybody else has to watch their backs. The bigotry I run into as a young Black man living around these parts is more subtle than what I'm used to in th...
Months had passed since my first semester and last semester at college had ended, and I could had finally found my place. A twenty-year-old boy with a cosmetically enhanced ass, living as a full-time sex slave to a man whose name, age, and history were a mystery. I was living the dream. I handled my own finances, so my parents never noticed when I dropped o...
I sat in my office sipping coffee and lounging in my office chair waiting. My office was a decent size with walls painted a nice cherry wood color the flooring was cherry wood with a simple light purple rug by the door. Two comfortable chairs sat in the other side of the desk. Black in color with arms. The desk had a computer and keyboard on it along with a...
After that night in the VIP room, I spent a lot of time with Derek over the next couple weeks and really felt like I was moving towards being in a relationship. Sure, Derek and I were rarely alone together and he loved to have me suck or fuck other guys and demonstrate his power over me in public, but I just felt like he was having the same feelings of, dare...
Thanks are due again to my great editor. ***** "Welcome gentlemen to day one of your two-day stay at the Holleyoak Lodge Management Development Centre." Holleyoak was residential, and James was addressing the ten men assembled in the dining room, sitting around a large, and very old, oak dining table. The current group were having a final coffee and had n...