We both in bed, two naked guys entwined. He smells...pretty...like a.... I don't know. A whiteboy smell...pretty...tight...fuck. He reaches down, retrieves my pants. Digs out the Newports. I take them from him. Fish out two, put them between my lips. He hands me the Zippo. I light them both, put one between his lips. "This is so nice," he says. Slides h...
He was fit and tight. Infantry, I thought. It was 1955. Miz Connie's was a boarding house. Detroit. Autoworkers, most of us. He came in a cab. From the railway station. "Just this suitcase. Gotta room?" She put him in a room off the foyer. Private. Most of us stay in the what we call the barracks bunks twelve men loud and public. He paid his money. P...
In the interest of continuity, it's recommended that Parts 1 and 2 be read first. *** Charles went back home to reassure his parents that he was okay, that he was enjoying staying with his friend Alec in Connecticut, and that they were not to worry. How is Alec?" Charles's mother asked from her writing table at the far end of the room. She was a devotee o...
Jamal awoke to the smell of brewed coffee. The door to the closet was slightly ajar. Apparently, Charles had risen from his makeshift bed there and tiptoed from the room earlier. Jamal looked at the clock beside the bed. Normally, he'd have to get up and rush off to work, but he'd arranged to have Jenine, a coworker, take over a couple of shifts for him. He...
Lulled by the sonorous night sounds wafting through the open bay windows over the big bed, I lazed half in and half out of sleep. What a wonderful spot to exist in, I thought, knowing the dream I had been enjoying was actually a recent memory of the trip into the big city the previous weekend. Memories of which I would hope to carry a long time, what with th...
This story is so full of bullshit, surely no one would ever think it really occurred. It is definitely homoerotic and should only be read by open minded legal adults who are not offended by such. ***** Billy was just out of college, and briefly home for the summer to visit his parents. He had heard all of the stories and been warned about going to the cit...
Last Friday afternoon, I was feeling particularly horny and I knew only one thing would do: cocks. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me. I guess it's the anonymity and the freedom it allows you. There's no...
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...
(This is the long awaited sequel to Shocked Into My Place, also on this sight, submitted by me awhile ago under Anonymous). After Kelly had succeeded in turning me into a cum slut for large black men (in fact, she told me that she caught me dreaming of Alan fucking me with my fingers thrusting into my ass!), my life changed dramatically. My name is Pat, and...
"I know you got somebody in there, Jamal." Terrell said, buttonholing his friend on the steps of the building. "You don't know nothing. You hearing things. Told you to stay off of that PCP shit." Jamal said, bending over to retie his shoe. "What the fuck you doing spying on me anyway, dog?" "Who's spying? I can't walk past your window anymore? Maybe you sh...