Do you know a cross-dresser? I bet you do only you'd never know it. I ran into my friend Stuart over the holidays. I haven't seen him since I saw him in Marshall's clothing store last winter when he was dressed as a woman, albeit a super sized woman. He was a bit cold to me and I don't blame him. We had a polite conversation asking after our wives and kids...
It seems so silly for me, a grown man, to be keeping what's basically a diary. But, to save face, to keep me feeling 'manly', lets call it a journal, shall we? Besides, the reason for this little journey into writing is nothing silly or frivolous!! It's definitely something that I'll want to look back on when I'm an old(er) man! Well, I guess that I should...
My name is Mohammed Abdul. I was born in the City of Mecca, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. In my lifetime, I've always been a bit bizarre. I'm a five-foot-six, 200-pound guy with dark bronze skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes. When you're a chubby Arab guy from a conservative society, life in general can be tough on you. My brothers, Ali and Ahmed,...
A very effective and original BTB. The fire was real, but anything else it's a fiction; any concordance with reality is only accidental. First Chapter It was 15 April 2019, a fateful day that I couldn't forget. I was heading for 'L' Île de la Cité" when I caught her french kissing a guy in one of the many cafes that make Paris famous. I stormed in, only...
He's not coming back. Either he has drowned inside the toilet, or he has hooked up with someone prettier and more interesting, and gone home with her instead. Ellenor is disappointed. This one had seemed really nice. He had intelligent eyes, and a really cute smile. Tall and handsome. A nice boy, yet with that mischievous side to him... Ah! Who is she tryin...
Sober, she's a shy wallflower; drunk, she's definitely not Parts of this story are based on truth, blended with a healthy dose of fiction. ** I don't know why John decided to throw a party. He didn't usually. Well, I didn't need to know the reason, and anyway I had no choice but to go, he being my best friend and all. He'd asked me to help out at the pa...
Continuing from where we left off ... post our threesome with Sneha. As usual I have translated the Marathi conversations to English. Our threesomes with Sneha actually helped cement our relationship further. There was a further growth in intimacy and we began to understand each other better. Shubhi also had become a bit bolder than the reserved person she...
I've never been that into drugs. But I like to experiment with mind alteration though. So far the only thing I've tried is weed. Me and my friends are 18 and all they do is smoke everyday. Hell, it's such a common thing, even their own moms smoke with them! I occasionally go outside and take a few hits when my friends come over to hang out. I don't think I'v...
Tom Brody's the name but you already know that. I came home one night after attending a ballgame with the fellas; going extra innings along with a twenty minute rain delay. The longest day spent and I couldn't wait to get home. Turns out when I got there I wasn't alone. I turned on the lights and noticed some clothes on the carpeted floor that were not my ow...
Hello readers, Something different. As usual, I want to know what you think! If you like it or if you don't, please take the time to comment to let me know! Hope my story turns you on, xoxo theshywriter ***** The cave walls are painted orange and gold by the flickering light of the fire. Outside, it is cold. A blizzard is raging, snow and ice whipping...