Sam loved white asses, he dreamed about them every day. He wasn't obsessed or anything, he just loved them, that was all. He spent a lot of his time pursuing opportunities to look at them, to be nearer to them, closer, one day maybe he'd get close enough to touch one, and do the many things he wanted to do. He used to collect pictures of them from pornograph...
I boarded the bus, quite and reflective, resigned to my fate and boot camp. I watched as my parents and Darlene, faded out of sight, as the bus carryed us away to military life. Miles down the road, my body still shook and spasmed with each thought of Darlene's fierce, if not desperate, last fucking. My cock tingled and throbbed and made me uncomfortable, t...
Ahmed is a bald pot bellied hairy man, standing 5'6" tall in his fifties with a mustache and a long beak nose of Turkish decent. He spoke to his wife Kara, a tall woman around 5'10" who was in her late forties, with a thin Manish body with small breasts and a hard thin face with the same nose features like her husband, she was of Arab decent. Ahmed turned fr...
This short story is set just before the start of Grant Morrison's brilliant DC Comics maxi-series Seven Soldiers of Victory and details the brief relationship that Zatanna and Dr Thirteen had leading into it. All characters are TM and © DC Comics. This is a work of parody. Zatanna: Hex Appeal 13 weeks. That's how long, appropriately enough, Zatanna had b...
I've been everywhere in this cold-ass country, and sometimes, I honestly wish my parents had kept their asses in Somaliland. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Omar Muhumed, and I am a brother going through hell these days. The Yukon is definitely no place for a Black man, I'll tell you that much. I work for a logging company in Dawson City, on...
Erik: "Mmmmm..you want to be a bad girl, ha? Should a Turkish Muslim girl be with a German guy? Do you like uncircumcised guys?" I don't know why Erik says this every time he is horny? I do find this degrading and a little bit racist, doesn't he know I'm as German, as he is? How am I Turkish or Muslim? I drink, eat pork and listen to metal music how much mo...
I was on my home from work, thinking about old friends I had recently reunited with through a popular on-line network. I was also pondering my future. My job was ending, and though I was happy to transition into another field, I wasn't sure that transition was going to come to fruition. I struggled with what I wanted to do and what my family wanted/expected...
When I found out I was going to Toronto for business for a week I wasn't looking forward to it. I didn't like the thought of flying, I don't have anything against flying but I just don't like it. When I found out the client I was going to visit was right downtown I thought maybe I could take the train. That turned out to be one of the best ideas I've ever ha...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Votes and commen...
This is a flash story. It's a one off and everything you need to know is in it. ***** Larry's final gift to his wife People are very different. As I am in my 6th decade (Holy Shit Batman! How the fuck did that happen?) Other boomers and I have begun to deal with mortality issues. (For now forget about Viet Nam and that draft. If you weren't affected by it...