My name is Bernard Brown and I am a big and tall black guy. A lot of people think that if you are a big guy, then your life is miserable and lonely and you don't get any fun. That's so lame, seriously! When you describe a miserable person with self-esteem issues who hates themselves and doesn't want to enjoy life, you're not talking about a big man or a big...
About fifteen years ago my wife and I were living in Annapolis, Maryland. It's a cool little coastal city that's home not only to the Maryland state capital but also to the United States Naval Academy. For us it was a good location since she worked in Washington and I worked in Baltimore. For me it offered the added benefit of putting me in the same town as...
Comments, questions, and feedback to my profile. *** A light snow fell on the campus as I exited the gym, walking briskly to Emily's dorm in my sweat-dampened workout clothes. She loved it when I came to her room unshowered. We'd be dating for nearly two years, but we still lusted for each other. She'd been busy yesterday thanks to finals, so we'd misse...
Note: I am the original author of the story on furaffinity under the author/pen name Crimsonskies455 and Dog455 on sofurry. With some tweaks, I have made this story palatable for literotica. * The steaming hiss of shower water filled the locker room as a lone male stood underneath one of the many heads that dotted the locker room. His skin was a dark tan...
cough... cough the new guy just sits there looking at you with a sexual attraction. You are the recruiter for a new fighting league in Brooklyn, New York. Your the newest staff member and one of the only people who is not attracted to men. ""So argh... so you have any experience?"" you ask smiling not trying to get attacked by this guy. &...
I had hoped after my conference with Coach Seeman where he had commiserated with me about how badly one of his wrestlers had used me outside the gym that I would get some relief from the liberties he was permitting his guys to take with me, but no such luck. At least, though, my next team punch event day at wrestling practice was more memorable for being the...
Oliver looked down at the water swirling into the drain. Though his anus seemed to scream the loudest about the pain of violation, there wasn't a part of him that didn't ache. He couldn't rationalize that his own teammates would do this to him. Sure, who hadn't heard snickers about wrestlers rubbing so close together and such, but he'd never quite believed i...
"Matt, I need some help." Huh, I thought to myself. Why was it that people often called me when they needed assistance? Because I am a talented person, capable of handling a diverse selection of issues? Possibly. Or maybe it was due to the fact that I always kept my cool, no matter the obstacle. After years of dealing with other peoples' problems, though, I...
It was Monday of the second week of August when Gabe knocked on my open door, a week before training was supposed to start. I looked up and was startled to see his familiar bulk in my doorway. "Hey coach," he said. He had a huge grin on his face. "Gabe!" I said, and leapt up to greet him. We hugged. Maybe we held the hug a bit long. It had been several m...
THE DISCOVERY Coach Brian Wilson decided to go to his office on a Saturday morning. He was the coach of a small college wrestling team in Southern California. He had already run his five miles that morning so he decided to get some paperwork done at the office. His wife Wendy was playing tennis with the women that morning so he would not be missed. He was i...