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...
Howdy. I know this has been a long time coming. I hope that this is a fitting end to the story. I'm excited for this year. I hope to publish as often as possible. We all could use a little more love. So, with all the love, Artie * Long tan legs maneuvered carefully around the brush and loose rocks in the dim pre-sunrise haze. Jake had taken off his sweats,...
Lion quite enjoyed his free lessons with the Drama Club - mostly because it involved time with Trevor. There was something about the quiet boy that made Lion's stomach tighten with joy. He walked into the hall to find the group sitting around a table. "Hey Leander." Nathan smiled. Lion greeted them with nods and sat in a free chair by Trevor. " We're playin...
Authors Note: Parts of this story are true and some parts fantasy. Part 2 will follow shortly. My past was fairly normal. I did fairly well in school, with math being my worst subject and phys education my best. I was extremely shy and lacked confidence and this inhibited my dating life. I had little sexual experience until nineteen when a girl I dated gave...
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'...
Names of Characters in this story are fictitious and any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. * With my cock straining to get loose from my jeans, I looked forward to seeing him every noon hour. He'd eat his sandwich, some cookies and an apple, while looking in my sport-card shop window. By now, I felt like I knew him. And when he'd...
Yo, what's up? This is your man Teejay Overman speaking. I'm currently in Brentwood, Long Island, staying at my uncle Larry Smith's house. I'm a big and tall young black man from Boston, Massachusetts. Vacations are fun and this is my third visit to Long Island. What can I say, I like the city. The beaches, the sand and the towns are beautiful. I'm having th...
My name is Aaron O'Shea. A short, skinny and red-haired young man of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently moved there from the town of Boston, in the state of Massachusetts. So far, I don't like the Confederation of Canada. Where I grew up, racial diversity in schools, neighbourhoods and the workplace was a mainstay. Canada is full...
Twenty five years out of high school, I found myself one day thinking about classmates, and former friends. Sitting by the scenic pond just a few miles from my apartment I did not have a care in the world that afternoon. The letter that came in my mail that morning informing me that my 25th high school reunion was just two months away set me to wondering wha...
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...