As Albert feels compelled to sing: "I am What I am, I am my own special creation, So...... It's my world I that want to have a little pride in, My world that is not a place I have to hide in! Life's not worth a damn til you can say: Hey. World I am what I am. I don't want praise. I DON'T want pity. I bang my own drum, some think it's noise, I think i...
My name is Ibrahim Al-Mahdi. I am a six-foot-tall, lean and athletic guy with light bronze skin, curly Black hair and dark eyes. I was born in the City of Khitan in Kuwait, one of the wealthiest Arab countries out there. My family has been living in the region of Ontario, Canada, since the 1980s. I consider the City of Ottawa my home. Even though I was raise...
Rejections that should, but don't work: You would thinking telling a guy you're not interested works. However, he doesn't comprehend the notion that someone isn't interested in his gold-embossed skin. Because clearly, he's a walking Oscar Award, and every woman should worship him. A guy is hitting on you in a bar and won't fuck off. So you tell him you're...
Please read the previous 2 stories before you read this if you want to know a bit about the characters! They follow similar adventures if you enjoyed this and the story flows better. Thank you! ***** Once I had developed a friendship with a fellow panty boy, things started to get fun. I don't have anyone else I can talk to about wearing panties. It felt ex...
Dear Literotica Readers: Some random thoughts, in no particular order, about my story that don't seem to fit into my narrative but should help you know me better, which should help you understand the themes of my transition stories... Thank you to all of the people that have left me positive comments. I haven't been writing the stories for public approval;...
Boarding the bus had taken a while, since Covid still complicated matters. He was in a hurry to leave town. A tall, dark-skinned man of African descent, looking impatiently at his watch, just another would-be passenger in a crowd. Ronald Temple kept looking behind him, past the portly white dude with the Chinese girlfriend, and past the Sikh gentleman with t...
*A bit different than my other stories, but shares some similarities. Let me know what you think. xx Vi ***** Kelly sat in a parked car in the San Fransisco Airport parking lot waiting for her father, Rod, to emerge from the terminal. Kelly loved her father and was glad he was visiting all the way from England, but she was not looking forward to him spendi...
Hello readers: I am trying something new. I hope you like it. Please comment or send feedback. ************ I was getting ready to go out for the evening with a few friends, we had planned on drinking and forgetting the day's cares away. I was dressed in jeans and good t-shirt with tennis shoes. I haven't had a good fuck in a while and I had mentioned this...
There is, it is said, nothing more boring than a lecture on why comedy is either funny or unfunny. So here's my version of that joke. This is my attempt at guessing at my mind's viewpoint of gay fiction and fact in a retrospective. What I thought then. What I think, on re-reading these books and re-watching movies I once took to my heart and said, yes, this...
My beautiful wife Danielle has a new boyfriend. His name is Jason. Jason has a really big cock. He also likes me to watch them together. I get to watch her satisfied and then I get to clean them up afterwards. It's a perfect arrangement. I get to dress up in my prettiest lingerie and watch my wife get a good screwing. Then I get to taste the results of thei...