I was just your average freshman in college. I was trying to get pussy, beer, and smoke weed. I ended up getting fucked in my pussy. That's what master tells me to call it at least. I didn't think I was going to get fucked, just do the fucking. First let me tell you about myself, I'm eighteen, a freshmen in college, have a smoking hot girlfriend, I'm fairly...
This is the third part of a story of the time that I got laid by Lamar, and I think that you should read "Brown Sugar Worship Pt 1 and Pt 2", first to get the full context. Having my Black friend, Marcus' nephew over for a couple of days had shown me how good it could be to fuck someone nearly half my age. He was strong, hung, and gay. And he was determined...
This is the second part of a story of the time that I got laid by Lamar, and I think that you should read "Brown Sugar Worship Pt 1", first to get the full context. Having my Black friend, Marcus' nephew over for a couple of days had shown me how good it could be to fuck someone nearly half my age. He was strong, hung, and gay. And he was determined to clai...
In chapter 1 I told how I first became aware of the power and allure of black cock and how I met my wife Lee. My new bride Lee, and her lover, Leshaun were still on our honeymoon and were due back in 2 days. I'd been invited to my in-laws while Lee was off on her jaunt. Dad, my father-in-law, and I just watched his wife get blacked fucked. Dutifully, we...
Recap: With nowhere else to turn, Devante dialed the only other person's number he knew of this campus... Theo. "Hello" said Theo a bit groggy "Wassup dude, this is Devante. We met at the Rec Center." "Oh yeah! Hey dude wassup?" "Nothing much, I just got sexiled and I was hoping I could crash at your place..." * Chapter 4: "Uhm, you mean right now?"...
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...
Inspired by Sue Grafton's alphabetical series. The movie Cruising did it for me. I watched every frame of that movie salivating and stroking my meat, watching Al Pacino in leather or with a bandanna hanging out of the back pocket of his jeans. I fell in love with the dark side, the nasty side of being a homosexual. I wanted the sweaty, faceless, nameless s...
This story is pure fantasy. I've noticed that there are a lot of bisexual stories, but usually it's with one of the men being cuckolded or submissive to the woman and the other man. I wanted to write a story where it's not about submission or domination but just pure sexual lust from men who prefer both men and women equally. In which both men are masculine,...
Admonishing silence, Cal held his big hand over my mouth as his bent elbow kept my knee raised and trapped. Impaled on my man's 10 inch piece, flat on my back, both legs up and spread. Toes curled. His other hand sexily prodded my assring at the point of that big dick's entry. His favorite way of getting off, he had told me. Locking to my eyes, feeling his...
I have a fantasy about my best friend. We've been close since high school, bros doing bro stuff together, and as the years have gone on and we've gotten older our bro stuff has gotten older too. But we've always maintained the core of our relationship, the bro-dude template that defines everything about who we are. He's the alpha, the bigger, stronger one,...