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...
Terrell walked into the showers at the end of his Physical Education class and sighed. He made his way to his usual spot near the center of the long, open room studded with showerheads. At the same time, a bittersweet smile lifted his lips as he thought it was the last time he'd have to do this. It was the last day of school for seniors and he would never st...
WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
Two days after I had let Bruce use my mouth for his pleasure I was in the garage of my parents house, trying to find out what was wrong with the ignition on my old car, when Bruce pulled into the driveway in his parents Thunderbird. "Hi," he called as he walked up "I thought maybe you would have stopped over yesterday." I know I turned red, and said; "Err...
Chapter 1: The College Years There he was, on the side of his bed, half way down a cock nearly as big as his own. Just another booty call, as it was supposed to be, and on a college thirsty Thursday. Zack was never a big fan of the alcohol induced madness that normally ran rampant on campus. Instead he liked to play it behind the scenes, setting up the hook...
Fitting In by Rajah Dodger (c) 2017 This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License (by-nc-sa). In jurisdictions where the Creative Commons license is not recognized, United States copyright and Berne Convention provisions apply; all rights reserved to Rajah Dodger except that electronic not...
The Reckoning The new year has begun. Thoman's position at the top of the heap has been cast in stone. My conquering of Morgan has given me 7 months of Ansaldi revenue. I will now begin the process of methodically and completely routing Simi Corp. They have other business lines and they can keep them. But they will be forced out of the one in which I compet...
Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superi...
I didn't plan to be a homosexual. I didn't want to be known as a sissy. I didn't want to be used and abused by those who were my friends. I tried to be a normal, heterosexual male. Mother nature had other plans for me. My name is John. I've always been on the small side. My height is 5'6" and my weight was 130. I have a narrow waist, a pert, round bottom...
New Year's Eve party at my girlfriend's friend's condo. I wandered away from Jules as she stood in a circle with three other girls gossiping and laughing about another girl across the room. The two ice cubes in the bottom of my drink glass rattled, subtly signaling me to head toward the bar. So I did. Pushing through the melee, I accidentally bumped a stra...