Inspired by Edward Albee's play/movie Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf ***** "I thought I asked you to wear the tighter shirt under your jacket, Dillon—the one with the V neck that shows off the line between your pecs so well." "Gunther Strang is the chair of the English Department, Madge. And isn't his wife the daughter of Montebello's president? I didn't...
I lay on the bed in the cabin behind Hal's Tavern ten miles out of town and listened to the truck driver moving around in the bathroom. I had showered first, after I'd given him a blow job, and come to the bed and stretched out, naked, while he took his. He was going to fuck me when he came out of the bathroom. I was looking forward to it; he'd looked mean a...
From my very first lecture at university, I instantly knew I wanted Mark. Then again, nearly everybody did. He was stereotypically good looking: 6ft 2, dark and toned. He was also my contract law lecturer. Forbidden fruit. I could never pay attention in his classes, I'd be focusing on anything but him to keep my cock from being rock hard and causing embarras...
I honestly think here is some truth in the saying that opposites attract. How else would you explain some of the weird and sexy people I hook up with? Achilles Charles Berenson is the name. My nickname is A.C. Who am I? A big and tall young Black man living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. And I am one hundred percent bisexual. I do it with guys...
Here I am sitting alone on the banks of the mighty Mississippi contemplating diving in and ending my miserable life. At the tender age of twenty-two years old, I had fallen from being on top of the world to being at the bottom, with no hope in sight. I was born the son of wealthy parents, with my father being the head of a fortune 500 Company, and my mothe...
The Priest in my theology class at school said that the Bible claimed that real love was being willing to sacrifice your life for someone else. I guess that means that I never really loved Francis. I met Francis when I was fifteen. He was two years older than me and he was my mentor, my guide to my new school. My parents thought it was a good idea for me to...
N.B. ~ Hey guys, this is my first story, so if you have any comments, please feel free to leave them! I hope you enjoy. Disclaimer ~ Any likenesses to real people/places/events are purely coincidental. **Jason** The majestic beauty of the building was like nothing he'd ever seen. Well, other than when he'd visited for the open day, and again for the inter...
I was eyeballing that sexy bastard all fucking afternoon before he finally noticed me. I don't normally check out guys like that. Especially guys like him. However, I am not myself these days. A combination of anger, lust and pain has driven me over the edge. Crowley Jean is the name. My friends call me C.J. Who am I? A big and tall Black man of Haitian desc...
Sometime after that first weekend where David and I discovered our desires for each other, things carried on getting better and better. We slept together frequently, we stopped going out on weekends looking to get laid and instead we started to enjoy each other's company more as lovers, rather than just friends. Although we kept things largely behind closed...
We were in the study of Professor Hendrick's house, in the late evening, nearing the end of the tutorial he was conducting. At least I assumed it was nearing the end, because I was very close to coming. We were in a straight chair facing his desk. Professor Hendricks, his hands wrapped around my waist was sitting in the chair; I was sitting on his hard cock—...