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Ghost in the Stacks Ch. 02

by Evil Alpaca on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. This is the second installment of my first...

Ghost in the Stacks Ch. 01

by Evil Alpaca on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. And this is my first pure m/m story, so fee...

The Metamorphous

by eviltwin52 on Aug 29, 2017
Gay Male

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...

My Coming Out Party

by eviltwin52 on Jun 1, 2020
Gay Male

I knew this day would arrive eventually. My wife and Mother insisted on it. Many times they'd sit and talk about me as though I wasn't there giving them pedicures. Pedicures. It's not as easy as it sounds. Cindy, my wife decided that I needed to get some skills and literally took me to the local community college and enrolled me in a class that trained gir...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 08

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Working for Leon has its perks. Once in a while, when business is slow, Leon will lock up early and have his white women put on a private show. A daisy chain of white women eating white pussy for the amusement of Leon and a few select friends is usually a prelude to a wild fuck session. My role during these private events is to serve drinks and with the...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 07

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

We've been in service to blacks for 6 months now. Mom, my wife Cindy, and I have completely devoted ourselves to the pleasures of the Superior African race and Leon. The club where Leon has us working is a nice dinner club on the waterfront in S.W. Washington, DC. We work as greeters and servers with a few other white couples and single white women. All of...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 06

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

In chapter 5 Leon took control of what he called his new sissy and fucked Cin into submission. We both became addicted to his superior black cock. Besides falling for his cock, Leon's predatory nature was evident. He wants Cin and I to prostitute ourselves for him. In the throes of black cock lust, we agreed. It could be worse Part 6 "Did you remember t...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 05

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Note to readers: If you don't like IR, gay male, and cuckold stories please move on. You can jack off to some one else's imagination. My stories aren't required reading. And yes, I know. I'm a twisted fuck. Lastly, I never sucked a cock. I was merely posing for dirty pictures. ***** Two years after I sucked my first load of cum from Jim's cock and then w...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 04

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

In part 3 I was surprised when my wife Cin brought Bonnie home to witness me welcome Stan. Bonnie filmed the ritual on her cell phone, me on my knees kissing his cock and balls through his trousers, thanking him for driving the 4 miles to fuck my wife. Stan indeed fucked Cin that night. It was quite an orgy. Bonnie rode Stan's face while Cin rode his manly...

It Could Be Worse Ch. 03

by eviltwin52 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Recap: Cin has "softened" my looks so that I appear less masculine to her lover Stan. It continues below. Married! I asked and she said yes. Cindy and I were wed in a quiet ceremony in a courthouse by a Justice of the Peace. Our only witness, a clerk in the building at the time. Our honey moon did not include her lover Stan. For that I am thankful. But...