After my oral submission to you, I'm left quietly in the corner to reflect on everything that's happened so far till now. Mrs. Jones leaves satisfied, having "conquered" yet another sissy boy with her obscene weapon. After ten minutes you call me back to your side and announces that next week will be my final punishment session. I feel both relieved and sad...
This morning I woke up with the worst headache imaginable. My apartment was a mess and there were bills to be paid. Etc, etc. Just when I thought my luck couldn’t get any worse, in walks my girlfriend, a furious scowl on her pretty face. She found out I was bisexual. In the most melodramatic way you can possibly imagine. Well, screw that, I told her. Appar...
Chris and Mike walked out of the Chinese restaurant with bag fulls of take out. Walking out of the small restaurant Mike, literally, ran into James. It had been two weeks since he had seen James rushing out of their dorm, Anthony had told him what had happened and thanked Mike for giving him the courage to stand up to James, knowing someone cared about him g...
I saw him, standing there, looking forlorn, against the balcony railing outside my door as I rolled up to the Days Inn motel after my night sharing the college jock Steve with his suddenly very friendly boyfriend, the college freshman who sang a strong high tenor note when Steve was thrusting deep inside him. Gordon Fields, my original threesome partner with...
Ok here is the last chapter, I really want a lot of feedback for this one because if a lot of people REALLY don't like the ending then I will put out an alternate ending but I hope I don't have too. Thanks to my editor :) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex put the last of the dishes away and looked around the house again. He liked to clean while Mike was at s...
The hunger for male flesh rises in me again. And I've got no choice but to go satisfy my cravings. My name is Jack Lemieux. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm originally from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti but I've been in Canada for six years now. I attend Algonquin College in the town of N...
"I miss you too. But I'm glad the children are having fun at the beach." I looked at Richard where he was leaning against the kitchen counter, turned away from me. He was still naked, trim and muscular for a man of thirty-five who indulged himself in everything—and could afford to do so. That everything included a gym and a good personal trainer, though....
Don't believe in stereotypes, they're not worth anything! If anyone tells you different, don't believe him or her. Just ask me. My name is Kelvin Monpoint, and I'm a brother with a story to share with you. I hear a lot of trash talk about bisexual men in the Black Community. As an openly bisexual man of Haitian descent, I find all that crap ridiculous. Serio...
"Are you sure? You don't have to go through with this." But, who was I kidding. Julio's choices had been shut down that first night—the night I'd found him supposedly by chance, but with chance having nothing to do about it. He'd been had even before I approached him at the Noobai Café, the discreet little gay hookup bar in the Restele district of Lisbon, n...
Dear readers, thank you for all the positivity and support. Also, if any of my readers have any ideas for either of my series' or for a completely new series and/or story please send me the idea in a feedback. I will do my best to make that idea or story come to life for you. Matthew I set my alarm clock for nine in the morning so I have the time to comple...