As a black man, I don't like the black dom, white sub trope but the idea of this story was too good to pass up. Enjoy This happened one Saturday evening. I was chilling at home, flipping series on Netflix as I looked for something interesting to snooze on. My phone pinged. Whatsapp message. Him: 'Hi.' Me: "Hi." Him: "How are you?" Me: "All good...just c...
As Brad walked down the streets of the Interracial Love section with Kevin, he noticed a black man frozen in place. "Kevin, why is that man not moving?" "Oh, that's what happens when an Author pulls a George R.R. Martin and doesn't update his or her stories in a while." Kevin pointed left. "That way leads to the Anal section. The Maxwell version of 'This W...
DISCLAIMER: All persons, events, and places are fictional. Any similarities and/or recurrences of persons, events, and/or places is surely coincidental. All participants in the story are at or above the age of 18. Ever wonder who your "true love" may be? I know I did. Well, I remember explicitly the day I learned. It wasn't the situation I had dreamed of, o...
My Saturday consisted mainly of helping mum around the house for a bit and waiting for Matt to come over. Once he was in the door, it was obvious he'd missed hanging out here. As usual my reaction was an urge to pull him in for a hug, along with self-loathing for letting him down and anger at his parents for neglecting their only son for something as trivial...
As soon as he opened the door, he knew he was in trouble. Blond-haired Joseph stood just a few feet in front of a man that he clearly recognized as his lover's husband. Thirty-three-year-old Damian was a towering African-American man with long dreadlocks and well-built arms. Upon close inspection, he seemed like the kind of guy that numerous women would be s...
Neil sighed and threw down the pencil. He couldn't focus with all of these thoughts running through his head. He was happy with Dalton. He was a little arrogant, but he treated Neil well. Better than Neil thought most people would treat him. He still had no hope for humanity. "Something wrong?" Dalton asked. Neil looked over at him. They were sitting in hi...
'At the station. Be there in 30.' You quickly text back to your friend, Chris, as the subway pulls to a stop. You step on and easily take a seat, as you're boarding at a stop at a parking garage outside the city. Driving in the city is still a bit intimidating, and you expect you'd get towed at some point over the weekend as the signs and regulations here ar...
I was going to grad school in NYC. I was 27 and had never been with another man or really even considered it. Well actually, there was a time when I came onto a really close friend at home. We were sleeping in the basement of my parent's house, when he awoke to me kissing him, he freaked and ran out the door! Not a good experience. I had started thinking abo...
Hello Guys! I am so thankful for all the supportive comments I got for Chapter 1. I tried to take my time with this chapter and flesh out the characters better and set up some plot points for the future. I agree with you that Dex and Mitch needed their personalities to shine more so I attempted that with this chapter. I hope this chapter contains less gramma...
Kyle woke up to the sound of rain against the window. Slowly, he opened his eyes. As his blurred vision began to focus, he found himself staring into a pair of dark green eyes. Dean was propped up on one elbow, a warm yet slightly wicked smile on his face, looking down at Kyle. Yesterday came rushing back to him. It had been a memorable day and an even more...