Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...
Sorry for the major delay in this chapter! I had gone on a vacation after my exams and then I got busy with work. Thank you to everyone for their patience :) Enjoy! *** Unloading Guns It was warm, and sweaty in the sleeping bag when Nick woke up the next morning. His backside felt stiff, the inside of his body was raw and his loins ached at the thought of...
It was barely light outside when I stumbled downstairs for my morning coffee from yet another night of sleeplessness. I was so out of it I could almost convince myself that last night didn't happen. That I didn't give Ryan a hand job. That I didn't swallow his cum... I poured myself coffee and, as was increasingly my habit lately (in my own house), went int...
About halfway on my journey into anal play, I started fantasizing about getting a live cock in my ass. I embarked on a quest to stretch myself to accommodate the size and girth of the cocks in my daydreams. Anal masturbation is pleasurable, but it's a solitary pursuit. Sex is always better with a partner. So when I was able to take a large dildo easily, I be...
The Older Brother Over the next week, Nick gave Francis a blowjob twice and he'd gotten fucked by him another four. The only day they hadn't done something together was when Francis had to go with his parents to drive to the airport in Dallas. Francis' older brother—Matthew—was coming over during Spring Break to visit his folks and he'd flown in from Los An...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I sat in my parents' living room, waiting for Dad to finish getting ready for dinner at the Fountain Rock. On the way home, Dad said it was a date. I couldn't stop my head from spinning. All of this seemed to be a bit too easy. Or, was I over thinking things? Just last night, Dad...
I went to the gym dressed in my workout wear but with a clean change of clothes. I had an excellent workout, showered there and headed out wondering what the day would bring. I stopped to get a coffee and had just sat down. I got a text from an unknown number saying, "This Tobias from the gym, you left a pair of shoes in the locker you used this morning. I...
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Colin take out one of his earbuds and furrow his brow. He frowned and put it back in; it seemed like Jesse and Duke were still riding their enthusiastic waves of passion, much to our chagrin. When I first asked the three roommates a couple of weeks prior if I could hang out at their apartment and study, no one had any probl...
I watched, rigid dick in hand, as the smaller man squatted in front of the handsome stud who hit the vape cig between his fingers in obvious expectancy of some good head. Both men's ebony skin aided their blending into the shadows which added to the mystique of my visual. The diminutive dicksucker knew his way around dicks in general and this 'cocksucker pa...
My wife and kids were making the annual pilgrimage to visit the in-laws back in Chicago. Two weeks in mid-July in the sweltering windy city – not my idea of summer vacation. Not even a few nights inside the friendly confines watching the Cubs break the hearts of the city could make up for the torture of spending two weeks with Nanny and Pappy. Lucky for me,...