Standing atop the Empire State Building in New York City, a six-foot-tall, athletically built and handsome African-American man in his late thirties stood perfectly still, gazing thoughtfully at the vast metropolis. Anyone looking at him would see a tall, ruggedly handsome Black gentleman with chocolate skin, short Black hair cut into a style called a bald f...
Two friends getting together for a jolly good time. Is there anything better? I mean, just because we're college men and college women doesn't mean we should be too busy to appreciate one another's company. My name is Jason Slater. A tall, good-looking young black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. I am currently waiting on a bench in Boston Common for my...
It was just another one of those days, you know the type; anything that could go wrong generally did. The older I get in my life the more I suspect that the timing of these days directly correlates to how much pressure you currently under in life. It was seven pm on a Saturday evening, instead of getting ready to have crisis relationship talks with my fiancé...
Liz sat at her desk. Her stomach was filled with butterflies, her hands were shaking a bit, but she felt she had to do it. She mustered the courage to press the send button, and then, an instant later it was out of her hands. Everyone in the world now had visual access to her body. Her first instinct was that of fear. What have I done! They aren't going to...
The job of a good father is to take care of his offspring. No matter what. More and more I found myself pondering the meaning of this as I look back at deciding moments of my nine-thousand-year existence. I first saw the light of day in what would later be called Somalia, long before Islam, and the conflicts that follow wherever followers of that faith tread...
I woke up long before my alarm was set to go off. The sun was not even up yet. I rise from my blanket on the floor, quietly, as I could still hear your deep breathing as you slept. Your handsome face with its dark hair. I couldn't help but smile. I am, by far, the luckiest submissive in the world. Being owned by such a loving, fair and handsome Master. I ti...
This is the preface to Succubus Rising. I would greatly appreciate any and all feedback on this bit of writing. It is not meant as a part of the story, but to answer some questions that came up with the original posting of the story. Therefore, it is a gratuitous info-dump or the part of the story at the beginning that people flip through to get to the good...
Abel Kalitz, Ambassador Extraordinary of the Federation of West Asia to the Dekerin Domains, had just arrived at his new Embassy, which turned out to be a disappointment. It was a dull, Spartan-looking building with only 2 stories and a rather utilitarian décor. Nevertheless, it was bad form for a diplomat to complain about his accommodations, especially on...
Is it considered prejudice if you're against dating your own kind? My name is Cassandra Saint James and I'm a Vampire living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, on the Northern coast of the island of Haiti on January 29, 1812, and I became one of the Undead on February 7, 1834. As a citizen of the Haitian society of the ol...
* * * * * * * * * * * Two things separated me from every kid on the planet. For one my blood. The color of my blood is a darker shade of red. Almost black because I have so much iron in my body. I was somewhat of a medical mystery sensation as a kid. Though my iron count was high I suffered none of the symptoms of iron poisoning. I can't tell you how many...