Brother / Sister/Slave, ("TML") November 1970 "Good loving & Good Scourging" The story of a MASTER and his slave! WOW, "it" finally happened!!! I had had my first sex, and it was with a fellow brother monk in the monastery. It was great. I always imagined having my "first time" with a sexy gal, but nonetheless my first sex was great! I often fantasize and...
"Johnny," said my girlfriend Lori, "Bruce and the guys have an extra ticket to the ballgame and they'd like you to go with them. I think you should go. You haven't seen them since they all came home from college." "I haven't seen much of you, either," I mildly protested. Which was true. My friend, Mike, and I would not be going to college in the fall so we...
I couldn't believe what I'd heard. "Two months?! Your brother will be here for two months?!" My girlfriend and I had just bought an apartment together in Manhattan and we finally had a place to ourselves. For years, we'd lived with roommates in the close confines of New York City. Now that we finally had a studio apartment to ourselves, Stacy had invited he...
I just saw the first part blow up with positivity and I'm halting my part 4 of We All Have The Same Thing to write and make this part. And I already planned to write Part 2 of this. And just as a little tease, there will be a 3rd part... and a 4th. Dang I really just teased y'all with two more parts... fuck it, let's make it three. That's right. 5 parts of M...
When I was 22, I had a date with the most beautiful and amazing girl in town. Her name was Julie, she was 21 and she was a goddess. She stood approximately 5’11, just a few inches shorter than my 6’1 frame. Her never-ending legs tapered into shapely hips and a Brittany Spears tummy. Her breast swelled and filled her tops leaving little to the imagination. To...
Turnabout is Fair Play I don't know what it is about me that makes people think I am gay. Sure, I'm only 5' 6" and weigh 130 pounds; am shy around girls and display undue reverence towards alpha males and older men - but that doesn't mean I'm gay, does it? Yeah, okay, I admit it -- I am a compulsive masturbator and some of my fantasies involve men's di...
Brad and Kevin spent until Thanksgiving barely speaking. The night after midterms was a distant memory and the tension between the two of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Brad kept wondering what he had done wrong and Kevin was so scared of being hurt he had withdrawn himself from everyone, including Brad. Most people went home for Thanksgivi...
Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...
"Just relax," Andrew Yokoyama said to Warsame Wahid, and the slender young Japanese-Canadian man kissed the big and tall, dark-skinned Somali Muslim gentleman he'd brought home for some fun. The two of them met at Carleton University a long time ago, back when Warsame was a Criminology student, and Andrew was the stereotypical civil engineering nerd, the one...
"A simple day at the gym," that is what my friend had said. Unfortunately he didn't mention how simple it would be, nor the fact that it is an all-male gym club and definitely not the fact that we were expected to service all the patrons there. "Hi, my name is Tad," I said, "How may I help you today?" As he pulled me gruffly to him, "I need my cock sucked...