Bernard Lamont here. When we last spoke, I was telling you about my sexual adventures as a big and tall, openly bisexual Black man of Haitian descent in the city of Toronto, Ontario. Life is okay these days. I've adjusted to Toronto really well, though I still miss my old stomping grounds in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. The city of champions will alw...
Up to now, this was a night to remember. I was, for the first time in my life, controlled and used by a man. I had just sucked my first cock. I had just eaten my first load. I was now wearing a slut collar. Needless to say, I was wet and eager to continue. On the other hand, I also knew that my wife would leave me. The photos and text that she just receive...
1961 and my high school days were over, and with no money for college, a small body [5ft. 7", 135 lbs] so no athletic scholarship, and just a slightly above average scholastic record, I had to get a job fast-or else my father would kick my ass out of the house. So I became an enumerator [going house to house on foot and recording the people over the age of e...
Last sentence # 8...as I'm about to doze off... "I woke up a couple of hours later. Relaxed and satisfied. As I lay there I remembered back to several days earlier when Fred, rang my doorbell. He said we should come to a permanent decision about our future. He had made a decision and I had made a decision about us—couple of old guys getting it on. So I gues...
Mark was introduced to Kim our final semester in high school, she soon took over his entire life, Mark was only allowed to be away from her for short periods of time. I rarely saw Mark once he met Kim, his parents did not want him and I hanging out they told him I was a wrong kind of person, a bad influence on him, nothing good could come of it, I would lead...
It was raining. Brendan was not pleased. He was out without his umbrella and for some unknown reason Davis was late. It was their sixth date. He had met Davis through mutual friends and they had hit it off from the start. Davis was usually extremely punctual so Brendan scowled as he checked his watch for what seemed the tenth time in so many minutes. Brenda...
I was 18 when I had my first gay experience. I lived with my mother and siblings, and we had many friends including a neighbor who would stop by the house often, for coffee, dinner and other family events. He was smart, funny and a confirmed bachelor and was friends with us all. He was more attentive to and supportive of me, I wasn't sure why, but I was pl...
"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...
I avoided Ayden the best I could when he came down to the lobby to eat. There was no way I could make small talk, not after I'd watched him masturbate. The more I think about it, the more certain I am that he didn't seen me. I'm not sure if that's good or not. At least if he did know, I would have a reason to switch rooms. As it is, it would just seem like I...
I am back with my public local train sex story. I just love getting touched and groped in the train. the best part being that nothing that happens on a local train is permanent. For example I have been groped, smooched, my nipples have been pressed to the limit and my ass has been fingered until I orgasmed, let alone groping of my boobs, ass and cock. And as...