Summary: Straight guy discovers the secret world of white submission. Note: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing this story. Black dominance: Accidental text It was a normal day; a normal boring day like every other day, when I got a text. Hungry for cock, cocksucker? I stared at it for a minute; it was from a number I didn't recognize. I tex...
I had been married eight years when my wife discovered I'd been watching gay porn. After we'd tried everything to have children without success (turns out my guys didn't swim so well), we had drifted apart. I'd turned to compulsively watching and jerking off to porn and eventually had grown bored with every available category of straight video and migrated t...
"You must be Mr. Markham. I'm afraid you're almost too late," the elderly lady said at the cottage door in the sparsely populated outskirts of Lelystad, itself on the outskirts of Amsterdam. "And there will be no chance of getting material for your article, I'm sorry to say. Perhaps you might as well have the taxi wait." "I'm sorry, should I not bother to c...
I couldn't believe my new roommate was a black guy. Not that I was racist or anything, I just never really had any black friends and never imagined that I would ever share a bedroom and bathroom with one, but here we were. I had just transferred to this school as a sophomore after doing my first year at a local community college. I came from a small town a...
WARNING: In my stories, I tend to use the "n-word" quite a bit. If you can't handle reading that...then please leave. ========================== My name is Steve, and as a new freshman in college it was hard to make friends. Actually, most of the difficulty in friendships probably came from me being really nerdy. I'm not a very outgoing or social person. I...
Some suggested that I bring Bret back into the story since appeared in the original story and just disappeared. The author retains copyrights to this and all stories published under the name 'fadedgiant.' * Adam and Steve had established themselves as lovers and their group of friends and were completely accepting. Adam with Steve continued having parties...
There I was. Face down, prone on the carpet. I had fresh rug burn on my knees and elbows, and fresh cum all over me. Tyrone came on my face, Darren came on my back and my ass, and I came all over the carpet and got it on my chest and stomach. I was covered in sweat, spit, and god knows what else. My lips were numb. My asshole burned. My leg spasmed and my...
"Is one of those male figure skaters down there your son?" She knew damn well that one was my son—and which one; the other one was her son. Gail Culbertson didn't know me from Adam, I'm sure, because she was East Coast U.S. and I was homed in Japan. And my son had left the circuit with an injury before hers appeared at Nationals and then went out with injur...
Continuing the "Brown Sugar" series, this one, like the others is autobiographical with only the names changed. Some of the episodes will land in the "Interracial" category, while others, such as this one, will be in the "Gay Male" category. And as I have done so far, the titles will ascend in the alphabet, with this one being "Brown Sugar Happening". Please...
"Let's head over to West 4th for a pickup game, whadda ya say?" It was a hot summer New York night, the kind where it doesn't dip below 80 degrees and anyone and everyone is out and about, looking for something to do. The idea sounded like a great one to Ernesto; his friends, however, weren't as enthusiastic. "Whadda ya fucking crazy? It's fucking hot as f...