Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. Chapter 2 - All In I awoke to an intense head ache around 6:30AM, popped some aspirin, in hopes of kicking it before my 9:00AM appointment. As I tried to get myself functioning the events of yesterday swirled back with disbelief. What the hell happened and how the hell did I get...
"Nice Shirt." "Thanks," Eddie Bocco answered. The man who had swung into position in front of him on the dance floor of Club Hercules was gorgeous. He was massive, muscular, and black—a black black even for Africa. Coal black. In contrast to Eddie, the man wasn't wearing a shirt at all. His torso was god-like and gleaming with a thin veneer of sweat in the...
A tale about Jimmy, a teenager in West Albany, New York circa 1977... **** After barely graduating high school in 1977, I was finally beginning to learn why paying attention in school might have been a good idea, because I had been unable to gain admittance to either of the 2 local community colleges because of my poor grades. That was embarrassing, espec...
"God, he was big. Christ, he was huge. Fuck, he was punishing me." The mantra kept running through my mind. And I wasn't just talking about Jomata Nyoni's height, breadth, and belly. I'd been told that he was called the Man Splitter in Uganda when he was working his evil as one of Idi Amin's enforcers, but that was about his work with an ax. Nobody had told...
Hi all, this is an edited version of the first part to my story. Just wanted to get all the mistakes out! Thanks to Juls and Nomoretears for their support and technical help on this one! :) As always, Vote and Comment! * Paul sighed and stared out over the water. The Hudson River rushed by him as he stood on the back porch of his friends Todd and Eric's h...
"Lie back on the bed and cough when I tell you to, please." I did so, a little embarrassed I'd gone hard, but since the doctor was examining me to certify me clean to have bareback sex with a man, and he undoubtedly knew that, I didn't know why I should be embarrassed. Maybe it was because the doctor was a hunk and a half and told me up front not to worry a...
-All characters mentioned are 18 years or older. There are no minors in a bathhouse. No animals, homeless, or aliens from outer space were injured in the writing of this story. This story is currently being considered for a Hollywood film, it is anticipated that guests at award events will have a choice of vegan meals, peanut butter sandwiches, or pepperoni...
"Prince Rupert," I said, rising from my seat at the outdoor patio of the American Bagel and Coffee Company Café. I hadn't seen him approach with his coffee in one hand and a bagel on a plate in the other. I'd been watching a young man enter Vaduz's Kunstmuseum square, look around, and then indirectly move toward where I was sitting. I wasn't at the café by a...
PREFACE: The following is, in the most part, based on a true story of how a young man was changed from an innocent youth into a cock-loving slut in one of the most dreaded prisons at that time. Those readers who have been an inmate in the old prison at Raiford, Florida might possibly identify with some of the characters in this story and will easily agree ho...
This one marks a return to my customary indulgence in romantic bearotica. It's an interracial love story in two installments. This also marks my first foray into omniscient 3rd person narrative to capture the perspectives of both leading characters. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** Thirty-seven year old Clarence Goodman st...