Oh, man. This stuff really hurts. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I'm getting fucked in the ass. My name is Henry Mohammed. A six-foot-four, lean and muscular African man living in the City of Vancouver, Province of British Columbia. I work as a Police Officer in the City and I'm a closet Bisexual. Right now, I'm getting fucked by my boyfri...
Meet Rashid Ali, a young man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of Calgary, Alberta, to Somali Muslim immigrant parents, Rashid moved to Ottawa to study in the prestigious School of Journalism at Carleton University. Standing six feet two inches tall, broad-shouldered and handsome, Rashid is an excellent student in his program. His paren...
I'd known he was interested in me even if he hadn't been making moon eyes at me at the neighbors' dinner on Sunday night. I was surprised the others at the gathering couldn't see it. He'd been watching me doing my daily swim for most of the summer. I hadn't realized the people who invited us even knew Dan. It was the neighbors across the street from us, Gai...
"John, please don't shut me out of your life." He was blocking the path to the door. There was no way around him. I knew this moment would come, but I wasn't ready for a face-to-face confrontation with Denny just yet. I wanted more time. "Please believe me," he said. "I never said a word to anyone about us -- what is there to say? We had dinner a couple ti...
Matt took a bus from Bristol to Whitetop, having to wait three hours for the only one that went there. He almost laughed at the thought of not being able to do better when there was a check for $400,000 in his wallet. But he stopped short of hysterics, realizing that he had lost a whole lot more than that much in having Brambleton snatched from him. But he...
I feel like a fool. Many would say I should have seen it coming. But I didn't, and it wasn't something that crept up on me and that I might have adjusted to—although I have no idea what comes after being a stud top. Do you? Still, when it came, it fell on me like a load of bricks, because I didn't see it coming. It's a heartbreak. The hiatus may have had a...
I have no idea how long the townhouse next door had been empty before someone noticed that the two women living there were gone. I did see the story in the local paper of the two women who drowned on Lake Stanley when their rowboat capsized and thought of it as both sad and a little weird, as no one was supposed to be out in a rowboat on Lake Stanley after d...
It was late fall and one of those great days when the temperature goes up instead of down and the sun was shining. I have for years hooked up for outdoor fun with men but don't usually get involved after the leaves fall because it's hard to find places where there is any privacy at all. I realize there is always some risk of being seen when you are outside b...
The Adventures of Urlen – Chapter 9 "That's great" he exclaimed, and I wished he was saying it admiringly of my dick. But he wasn't. I'd met him at the lunch-time cafeteria service. We were in the queue together with our trays and we sat down and got talking - as students do. It was the first term of the third year of my University course; I was vice Captai...
Since my last encounter with Pete we had crossed paths several more times though the end of my final year in High School. We'd been in Phys Ed sessions together and even on the same football team at the end of the summer. All the trouble between us had stopped and we spoke occasionally, albeit only briefly. I'd felt like he was more distant than I was, which...