Sometimes, I feel like hell is right here on earth, and not in some distant subterranean realm like the Bible says. It's like an intense feeling , one that cannot be ignored. My name is Elroy Samson. Who am I? Just your average, everyday gorgeous six-foot-three, lean and athletic African-American homo fatale. Yes, I'm Black and Gay and totally proud of both....
Standard disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities with any persons living or dead are wholly coincidental... A note from the author: I've been spending some time in the spa (hospital) again. I ask you to be kind. I write to entertain myself, hospitals are boring. I share because Oz told me back in the day, I should try. Feedback is good and...
See chapter 2 where my father-in-law fucks me while my wife is away on our honeymoon with her black lover. For those of you who wanted to know what happened to joanie in the final chapter of "It Could Be Worse", the mystery is solved. ***** Part 3: Tomorrow, I thought to myself happily. Lee Anne will be back tomorrow. And her black lover, Leshaun. I...
The story continues ... For the next few days neither of us tried to make contact with each other. I for one was still excited about what had taken place but still confused about what was really happening. It was obvious to me that it was all consensual but it was also something to be kept private between us and low-key. School life continued as before. Sw...
Chapter 8: The Outcast The pod is near the middle of the North Pacific Ocean. They swim mid-water, about a mile under the surface. Triton Kaiken looks onward with keep, sharp eyes with his son, Adra Merrick, scanning ahead of him, at his side. From a far distance, Triton Kaiken spotted a moving object, however, he decides to allow Adra Merrick the chance to...
Introduction: Upstanding businessman and family man by day; blackmailer of a deep-throat cocksucker by night. ***** When Brynn moved from Leavale to Norton it didn't take long to find two willing mouthfuckers. They were scruffy and a little older, in their early twenties, but always horny for "mouth". Although the two scruffian mouthfuckers were not ide...
It started with the telephone call from Corinne at ten on a Sunday morning, morning for me but late afternoon in Baghdad where she was stationed as an army nurse. "Colin, is that you?" "Yeah, Corinne, I'm glad you called. I've been thinking a lot about you the last few days. You know; the twin connection. I figured something must be going on with you this...
All was arranged, and it was with light hearts and in anticipation of the removal of the last annoying inconvenience that stopped me from fully enjoying the wealth of my property that we rode back home. My son, Hilaron's, entry into his estate would be celebrated well that night with a small party. I had invited a few young men of the local area to attend a...
For years I'd worshipped Stephen C from afar. We met when we lived in a group household in San Francisco. There were four off us, all students. Stephen was quick to establish himself as the alpha male of that house. I know he scolded me more than once for neglecting house chores. I at first was indignant, feeling - "who the hell does he think he is, my fathe...
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