Many people assume that they are the only ones who have a tough life. What a load of bull! My name is Steve Darcy and I am a Haitian-American police officer and part-time community mentor living in the city of Brockton. My message is to all the people in this world who think they have it tough. Please, folks, shut the hell up! We're all bombarded with messag...
You wait in the waiting room to meet the Dean. You are nervous because it's not normal to meet the Dean but you didn't meet the minimum standards for acceptance into this university and you had to beg to be let in. The Dean agreed but required you to meet with him in order to prepare you for the university. The Dean comes out and asks John Smith and you stan...
[This is a four-chapter, completed story that will post before mid month. Be aware that a version of this was published as "Prepared in Cape Verde" to the marketplace in 2013.] ***** We were playing our last soccer game before spring break—an away game—and Coach Jacoby had given the players that rousing "We are this close to the conference championship; ma...
We live in a university town, my wife and I, and we live in a neighborhood within five blocks of the edge of that university. It's an affluent neighborhood, built on heavily wooded, well-manicured lots on the side of a ridge, with narrow streets running up and down and twisting here and there. Almost like the country, but a wealthy enclave right in the small...
Oh, man. This is what I like. I wince in pain mixed with pleasure as Jason O'Leary slams his cock into my asshole. Man, if I knew this young White guy had such a big dick, I would have hooked up with him a long time ago. My name is John Etienne. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. And I am that...
"What? Studying on a beautiful Sunday morning?" Caught by surprise, Matt slipped the letter into the center drawer of his dorm desk and looked up at the door to see that his sometimes roommate, Perry Fitzhugh, was standing in the open doorway, dressed to the nines in his polo outfit. Matt hadn't even known what a polo outfit was—high leather boots rising to...
Don't believe in stereotypes, they're not worth anything! If anyone tells you different, don't believe him or her. Just ask me. My name is Kelvin Monpoint, and I'm a brother with a story to share with you. I hear a lot of trash talk about bisexual men in the Black Community. As an openly bisexual man of Haitian descent, I find all that crap ridiculous. Serio...
My name is Noah I'm a Senior and I'm currently attending Parker University and have been since the beginning of my College career. This school is filled with the most raggedy bummed kids you'd ever encounter on the streets, and the most prominent rich white kids in the whole county. I'm talking scarfs with polos, perfectly ironed khakis, dress shoes perfectl...
Ryan was off to university, not a dry eye in the house, I held him to me before he left, Ryan would always have a special place in my heart. "Ryan you go and make us proud of you." I said before the waterworks kicked in. Terry and Megan surrounded Ryan, we all stood there crying. "Love you all, Dad love you so much, Megan love you too. Tom Love you so mu...
Sometimes, I just need a good fuck, man. Best method of stress relief known to man. My name is Claude and I'm a big and tall young Haitian-Canadian man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business management at Carleton University, and I am also forthrightly bisexual. That's not considered cool in the Haitian community but I honestly don't care. I...