(A true story.) I encountered his profile online, a comparatively vanilla profile. He described himself as a latino top who smoked, occasionally drank, didn't talk much, loved leather-latex-rubber...and liked to piss and "give a hand" when needed. He claimed to be well hung (9"), which turned out to be completely true...and not in "internet inches". Frankly...
The year is 201X. A new pathogen is discovered in the wreckage of a ship buried in the arctic ice. After it infects the entire research team resulting in their quarantine, experiments are performed in a lab deep in the mountains of the United States. The way this pseudo-virus operates is outside the bounds of anything this world has ever seen before. Instead...
"Sup, bo," the mid-thirties dark-skinned man spoke into his cell phone. "Shit, man. Where you at," Lamar asked quickly. "I'm over at my cuz house chillin'." "Which one?" "Q. What up," asked Devonte Jones. "I got a li'l white punk over at the crib wanna get gangbanged." "Word," he inquired with noticeable excitement "Real talk. You got a ride?" "Naw,...
'Parcel for you.' the parcel delivery man said when Brad opened the door. 'Oh, thanks. Come on in.' Brad told him. The delivery man stepped inside and put the parcel down on the floor. As he did so Brad's eyes roamed over the fleshy butt tightly trussed up in the brown trousers. What a fine ass it was; Brad's imagination already had the man naked with his...
Summary: After seventeen year of a one-sided rivalry between two childhood friends, one man's past mistakes brings him to his knees in a series of calculated events... DISCLAIMER: DO NOT READ if you will be offended by various forms of humiliation, name-calling, etc. this is meant to be a power-fetish fantasy story, with elements of domination/submission....
Bryce was just the cutest guy Morgan had ever seen. The first time he whizzed past him on the ice it was like watching a vision of beauty come to life. Bryce had grace and elegance in his skating. His smooth cheeks had a red blush to them and from the look in his eyes he was lost in his own world, skating on his own planet. Morgan felt like an elephant or h...
It had been nearly six weeks since I joined the SLA and so far my 'training' had consisted of watching a lot of instructional videos, trying (and mostly failing) to keep up with the intense gym regimen that Justin had assigned me, very occasionally practicing controlling my power, and analyzing recordings of the city's heroes in action...in slow motion. Ju...
Today, at the height of Hurricane Season, which has been relatively calm so far, there was a storm that came close in the Gulf, just close enuf to give us that pre-storm moist warm air and passing bands of rain. Just enuf to bring back memories of Hurricane Georges in September 1998 a category one storm that I sat out in my apartment on Miami Beach – but wit...
He was half Italian and half Portuguese and easily the sexiest bear I had ever seen. He had jet black hair and a neat, trimmed but very dense black beard that framed his full, shapely red lips. His eyes were of the deepest blue and they sparkled when he talked to you, making you feel like you were the only person that had ever mattered in the whole wide worl...
My handsome, thirty-something lover bought a non-descript, beige Pontiac 6000 four door, mid-size family sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership when they first came out in late '82 He worked back then in an entry-level executive position for a conservative private corporation and was trying to present a convincing image of straight-ap...