This is a sequel to Springtime at the Paradise. ******* "Remember that heavy petting we had last May at Loew's Paradise?" My girlfriend Michelle Hanley asked me that as we sat in one of the lounges at the City College of New York. "Petting? I'd call what we did mutual masturbation. We both came, obviously." She laughed at that, "Yeah, I was using a 1950s...
Always hold your head high when walking in the sea of hostility, I say to my grandson Djohar "Joe" Pierrot. Thanks grandma, the six-foot-tall, honey-colored young man says as he gently kissed my forehead. With a sigh, he pulled away from me. Tugging at his collar, he straps on his backpack and gets ready to leave. Enjoy your classes at U of T, I shout to him...
Copyright Oggbashan March 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. File: practice Final Version b 5 March 2003 *********** INTRODUC...
My name is Ben Washington Jr. and I have a confession to make. While I might look like your average race-conscious, positive brother, I am not. I have a wild undercover sex life. I have had many crazy, sexual adventures that have taken me to unbelievable places. Like a lot of brothers, I grew up with a single mother. Mom had gotten pregnant with me when she...
** Author's note: All characters depicted in this story are fictional, well beyond age-of-consent, and are consenting adults. ********************************* He made a point of showing me off, displaying me. That was obviously his thing from the start. Many men at the clubs he'd take me to were allowed to not only look but touch me too. I never thought a...
Australia in the 1960s, looking back on it now, seems very like America in the 1950s. We were prosperous, rather parochial and motivated by a mixture of complacency and paranoia. On one hand, people were content and pleased with their day-to-day lives, but on the other we had an exaggerated idea of the menace of Communism and other foreign evils. The Vietn...
Although inspired by real life events this is a work of fiction and it is not based on any real person or persons. I'd like to thank Randi for her editorial guidance. Damn it! It was 2AM, and Rob Mason, the Mayor of the small Mid-Western town of Blandings Crossings, was angry with his wife, Clarissa, again. He had dropped any number of hints that it was u...
AN: Keep in mind people that everything I've written up to this point serves as a first draft of my story so the writing can seem sketch in some points. If I had time to hire an editor or had time to properly edit everything myself, I would. But for the time being I'm just posting you guys my first draft- maybe in the future Ill revise, re-edit, and re-post....
Mention Bettie (sometimes spelled Betty) Page and the image that springs to mind is of a pretty, smiling young woman with black hair, trademark short bangs across her forehead, posed provocatively. Bettie Page was a prominent pin-up of the 1950s who won a cult following through pictures both classically sensual and distinctly kinky. The woman who would beco...
Introduction: "Capnolognia" (smoking fetishism) is delved into from a personal perspective. Sexual hi-jinks and out-of-control fantasies abound as you are guided through the mind of a fastidious fetishist. And so, dear reader; if smoking is not a "thing" for you—either in a sexually dynamic sense, or in any other sense—then I'd suggest you move on to some...