June, 1974, Da Nang Airbase, Vietnam God, he was big; one of the biggest. Shit, he could fuck. Panting, panting, I grabbed the metal legs of the cot on either side in a death grip, my cheek pressed into the rough woolen blanket, my eyes bugging out and my mouth slack and open in a silent scream, as he drove it harder, deeper inside me. Cruel. Rough. Just wh...
I've been controlling my urges to drive around town naked while stroking my cock for months. It's been a year since I've stripped naked in my car, sitting on a hand towel, and lubed up my cock and drove through the busiest parts of the city naked and hard and masturbating. It's been just as long since I've had strangers cumming on my face, or sucked a cock o...
Forget what the net says. I've "experimented" on myself for years. As I learned pleasure and pain, I began to combine the two into a naughty bliss. When I found out that I can take a 22" dildo all the way up my ass, my self-pleasure took off!!! It only took 10 years but I finally did it. Sounds crazy? Try it! Once I got past the sticking point, it just sli...
Summary: White senior learns why his black teammate is so cocky. Notes: Somebody in the discussion board asked why all black guys were so convinced that everybody wanted their dick. I was inspired to answer. It's just a short story to rub one out to; no real character development. Maybe next time... * I remained slumped against my locker, marinating in m...
The two young lads ran and ran. They ran as if their very lives depended upon their speed, which it probably did. After a time they stopped, exhausted and peered over a small rise. They watched in awe as hundreds of cavalry sped to the Northeast amid clouds of dust and the pounding of many shod horses. They hid in a wash of a small, mostly dry creek which wo...
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...
Note: Based on an actual experience, but somewhat embellished by author. * It was dark in the theater, and as I watched the sexy action on the screen, my 18-year-old, country-raised dick got hard as a rock. I was sitting, as alone as I could get, in an XXX-rated theater in the mysterious big city - in town for a day while my parents thought I had driven to...
(This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to living persons is purely unintentional and coincidental. This story is my property and may not be reproduced or republished without my express permission. All characters and titles are fictitious. There is some truth and some of my fantasy in it.) PRELUDE: My encounter begins as a 18 year old teen. As with all...
Lately I have been feeling old. I am only 33, but the days of going out, and dancing all night long seem to be an eternity away. I long for the days of drinking and partying till dawn. Of course, being known as Dave the drunk, wasn't all that cool. I have been dating a woman who is 9 years younger than me, and she certainly keeps me on my toes. Lately, howe...
Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...