(Written for specific fetish request by SA) "The Hamiltons have asked whether you can go to Lexington with Mr. Hamilton for the Dressage at Lexington competitions in July, Santo. You'd be his groom for the three days there, and if you worked out well, you could stay on helping them here at Ash Creek Farms for the rest of the summer before you go back to s...
Negotiating the uneven asphalt of a deserted North Carolina highway, the car scuffled uncertainly over the undulating surface and vestigial potholes. Peering through the windshield at the halogen-covered terrain, the passenger in the front seat cast a furtive glance towards the driver's grip on the steering wheel and released a barely audible moan. He then c...
My name is Steve Victor. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, muscular and dare I say extremely good-looking young Black man currently living in Virginia. This year has been the year of changes for me. I graduated from Castor Academy, an all-male private boarding school in Boston, Massachusetts, and got accepted into Saint Theresa College. It's a private, dee...
Riverbend Equestrian Park was a pretty fancy name for a pretty fancy place. It was located just west of Lexington, Kentucky, in rolling green-pastured hills sectioned off with gleaming-white fences and was a "have-it-all" sort of enterprise when it came to horses, or nearly it all. Colonel Jameson, the man who lived in the white-brick antebellum house in t...
A sequel to "Equestrian Afternoon" * A text from Jay sometimes comes when he's horny but hasn't the chance to get away, reminding himself of the hot times that this young fella and I have shared. Sometimes he contacts me when he has a rare chance to get away from work, family etc and is desperately in need of "Daddy love" as he calls it. All too often this...
Many people assume that they are the only ones who have a tough life. What a load of bull! My name is Steve Darcy and I am a Haitian-American police officer and part-time community mentor living in the city of Brockton. My message is to all the people in this world who think they have it tough. Please, folks, shut the hell up! We're all bombarded with messag...
There is something so oddly empowering about the way I spend my days. My name is Abel Whitaker. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Let me tell you about my life. I was born in 1986, to Boston police officer George Whitaker and car saleswoman Jennifer Kingman Whitaker. They raised me to have ambition and a positive attitude. I'...
After our first encounter, a casual fuck following on from a meeting in a favourite chatroom, I had not expected any further contact from Jay. Appearances can be deceptive. I have a preference for big muscly men with powerful thighs and arses, preferably hairy but certainly manly. The more manly, the better. I get hit on by young men a lot. Quite often by...
In the nice weather, the members of Manclub bring their slaves outside naked, though they wear shoes and, since Jason is fair-skinned, I allowed him a baseball cap. I, myself, always have a lead attached to Jason's collar. Others simply have the slave walk a respectful distance behind them. Slaves are not permitted to communicate with each other. The day aft...
My name is Jason Gray . I am a student at the Thorne Institute of Technology. It's a small private college that's like no other school on the planet. I'm a young black man who also happens to be bisexual. This is the only place where I've ever truly felt welcome. Lots of people and establishments claim to accept everyone regardless of race or sexual orientat...