Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superi...
Henry Clarke stood at the fence and over at the cute boy who was reclining in the lawn chair, as naked as the day he was born and oblivious to the presence of his mother's new boyfriend. The middle-aged man took a deep breath as he enjoyed the innocent form of Todd Hastings, who at 18 was about the third the age of the voyeur, but while the lad had a boyish...
Standard warning: this is a very over the top, far-fetched work of fantasy. It contains lots of humiliation and some taboo sexual contact between a man and his father-in-law. Please skip if it's not your thing. Otherwise, enjoy. ***** Roy spooned me, pressing his hairy chest and belly into my back. We were both still slick with sweat. His boner was growing...
I swim at a pool near my home twice a week. I like the exercise, and I'm a decent swimmer. I tend to swim late in the evening because the pool is quieter. Last week, I was in the shower washing off the chlorine after a hard, long swim. There was one man in the pool apart from me. He was a huge bull of a man. He looked like a retired heavyweight boxer gone to...
I hope you guys (and dominant girls most probably) like this story. I simply got an artistic sparkle on me this last couple of days, and had been writing so much. This is the story about yet another guy who finds his true sexuality. Notice that i didn't use any names, because this story could be anyone's. You could be the faggot that doesn't know himself y...
For what felt like months but I'm sure were weeks I jerked off to the first dick I ever took. How easily it slid into my hole. How complete I felt. How hot his whispers in my ear were as he completely overpowered me and filled me with his young, smooth dick and fertile cum. How casually he left afterwards as if I was nothing but a replacement for his right h...
The only sounds in the bedroom of Melody and Charlie Roarke were the click the clock radio made every time the minute numbers changed and the breathing of Charlie's wife. It was torture waiting for Melody's breathing to change into the deep sleep mode, but then again so were these three years of marriage for Charlie. Charlie had tried to make it work at fir...
This story is about a married man who lets his wife watch him with another man. ............ I could sense Kara's fear as we sat in the hotel room. It was oozing out of her pores while she sat perched on the edge of the bed, dressed in the soft yellow silk nightie and matching robe that made her bronze skin seem even more sultry and provocative than usual....
"This isn't something I usually do. I can't believe I'm doing this." "Same here," I answered as the young man let me lead him off of the trail that wound through the woods of the State Park, and although I had no idea whether my new-found friend was telling me the truth or not, I had been. I didn't do this sort of thing usually, at least not since I was hi...
I'd known Matthias for about two years. We worked together, got to be pretty good friends out of work as well. Out of work started with the usual birthday drinks, leaving drinks, Christmas parties. He got me back into clubbing, he pretended that I got him into tennis. There were a few of us out just before one Christmas. Someone asked if I wanted a pill. A...