Over the weekend I visited an old friend in Philadelphia. She goes to a small liberal arts school there, and lives with three of her classmates. In all, there's Jenn (my friend), Quinn, Rebecca and Tati. Jenn warned me before I left Brooklyn that her roommates were rather liberated women, which after a bit of questioning turned out to mean often naked. That'...
*DISCLAIMER* All persons in this story are fictitious, as is the story itself. The characters are over the age of 18.* "What a week," Steve thought to himself as he lay in bed half-awake on a hazy mid-August Saturday morning, torn between the desire to get more sleep and the need to get up and work on the "honey-do" list his wife had left him with before he...
Things they don't teach you about being uncircumcised If you stopped me on the street and asked me to draw a penis, I'd probably draw a stalk attached to a pair of hairy balls with a big, glossy helmet at the end. I'd draw this even as my own penis looks nothing like this: I'm part of small but growing number of men who are "uncut", that is, uncircumcised....
The Pig's Ass porter's taste is bitter. Violent convulsions drive through my tongue and down my throat with the warm creamy brown flood. The Porter, causes reflection of a meal at a Tarbert's guest house years before . We were there eating the local offering of steak pie. It cried for a drink that matched it. The only brew offered came from the local pub. Th...
The Life and Hard Times of Eugene the Nerd Part One: Becoming a Man ***** Eugene was a nerd. He was a nerd from his first day in school as a youngster. School came easy for Eugene. He made straight As his entire time in school. He loved nothing more than to read and learn, and spent all of his free time reading and studying. Eugene was almost devoid of a...
I was born in the USA so my parents had me circumcised when I was an infant. Even though my parents told me I screamed at the top of my lungs during the operation, I don't recall the surgery or remember the pain I went through. I grew up like every other kid in the neighborhood running the streets without a care in the world. After everything that I had gone...
Oh, my. It looks like it's going to be a beautiful day here in New England. It's a bright and sunny Saturday morning here in Raynham and I for one just can't wait to go outside. Days like that are becoming increasingly rare as the cold weather moves in, as it's prone to do in October. On days like this, I truly feel like I am blessed. Do you ever get tha...
At Bud Ryan's house back in the 70's it was common practice for his three or four of his friends and co-workers to come to his house on Monday nights during the football season to drink beer, play some cards and then watch the new phenomenon known as Monday Night Football on the TV. The group gathered at Bud Ryan's place because after his wife passed he bec...
I’m Bobbie and I’m your every dark, dirty fantasy come true. I’m not some surgical chop shop masterpiece, I am the real deal, a hermaphrodite, born true with both sexes, I’ve got a dick, and a pussy, and I love to fuck with them both, at the same time if I can. More than just a genetic anomaly, I prefer to think of myself as blessed. I don’t need hormones to...
Alright, I can finally admit it to myself. I am a Muslim. I used to be one of those people who felt a strong dislike of Muslims, until I fell in love with one. It's funny how these things happen, huh? My name is Solomon Kingsley Henderson, although many of my friends have taken to calling me "King Suleiman" in recent times. It's my Muslim name, though it's n...