I was on the prowl once again. The holidays were over, my newest girl friend was out of town visiting her relatives, and I had the place all to myself. I logged on to the M4M local chat room, not expecting much to happen. After all, I was used to logging on and be on line for hours in the room with only one or two hits that turned out to be nothing. Tonight...
It was a class trip during college. Most of us were between 18 and 20 years old at the time and of course we, the boys, were interested in sex, despite most of us not having any, because girls were always playing hard to get. My name is Tom, and I was the only black kid in our class at the time. So basically, everyone in my class was white and all my buddies...
Malcolm sat on the subway car, angry about his life. He was in his late 50s and still worked a grill at a restaurant. He had to take orders from some stupid white kid every day. He hated being ordered around by white people. Malcolm's also gay. He's had very little luck with men lately, though, because he's fat and not that attractive. He's 5'10, 230lbs, an...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories a lot. If you can't handle reading that, then please leave. ======================== The next morning I woke up in such a daze. I had my doubts about whether that threesome last night had even happened. Perhaps this was all just a horrible dream. All those hopes were crushed when I walked downstairs to se...
Working for Leon has its perks. Once in a while, when business is slow, Leon will lock up early and have his white women put on a private show. A daisy chain of white women eating white pussy for the amusement of Leon and a few select friends is usually a prelude to a wild fuck session. My role during these private events is to serve drinks and with the...
Warning! This story is not politically correct. It contains raceplay, homosexual sex, rapes, racial insults ecc. All the characters are 18+. It's just fiction but, if this bothers you, STOP NOW! I woke up. Well, I thought I had waken up. Indeed, I was dreaming. Dreaming to be awake. I got up, wearing just my underwear. I walked slowly through the corridors,...
Chapter 1 -- Fantasy Football My name is Ted and I run a fantasy football league with some friends of mine back in my college days and a few new people we added for a 20-team league. We meet every year for our face-to-face draft. There is no money involved, just a bunch of guys having fun. We are all very competitive and research the players, smack talk, an...
Sarah and I had met Stuart online. He was 42, 10 years older than us. In the sixth months that we had been together, Sarah and I had enjoyed a MMF threesome with a mutual friend twice before, but it been a more conventional affair, both of us giving Sarah all of our attention, careful to avoid crossing swords. Sarah and I were both curious about trying somet...
The following day dawned bright and sunny but with ominous clouds looming to the west, right in our path. King Neptune and his court had announced to all and sundry the upcoming Crossing the Line Ceremony and the accompanying Wog Day. Wog Day, actually an evening, allows the Pollywogs to get a little of their own back before their initiation. The Pollywogs...
Chapter 1: Chris Pond Chris entered New York City for the first time. The silver train rattled like a broken wheeled shopping cart into Penn Station. This is like Disney World but real! The unforeseen dungeon pressure squeezed his skull and neck as he powered through the submarine texture: rows of iron bolts up high. Now craving the Big Apple's sun, he mov...