Christmas can be a lonely time of the year especially when you are 4,000 miles from home without your wife and children. I was 21 and in Germany...lonely, miserable, and knowing that this would be a Christmas I would want more than anything else to forget. I was a soldier and was living in the barracks, but I had a job that took me out into the Germany of...
My name is Henry Shawn. I was once one of Hollywood's best movie directors. One of the most successful black men in the business. I don't look like your typical movie director. I stand six feet two inches tall, muscular and thick, with dark brown skin. I weigh exactly 230 pounds. I was once a football player, throughout high school and college. I went to fil...
Outskirts of Marienborn, East Germany, by the Inner German border It was a cold, foggy autumn morning. Black starlings perched among the branches of evergreens called out to each other in warbling chirps, marking territory and nesting space for the coming winter months. Likewise, the shrill tweet-tweets of the song sparrows were actually displays of dominan...
There are no underage characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. Buyer beware. Are Chinese piano accordions any good or are they all bad? The good, the bad, and the truth about Chinese accordions. Something you may or may not know about me from reading my stories but I used to play piano and my four, much older brothers all...
Day 1. After a long wait for our bags at the airport we finally found a taxi that would take us to our hotel. An hour and a half later we arrived at the most magnificent building and gardens that was stuck in the absolute middle of nowhere. As patience isn’t one of his virtues Rob wasn’t happy even though it had been him who had booked this ‘bargain holid...
I never had any interest in German men, but my German friend Dagmar had fucked a fair number of good ones so I figured they couldn't all be bad. On my current rampage of international fucking, I figured one German should at least be added to the mix. After all, I had spent two weeks in Frankfurt and hadn't fucked once. Carme and I went out with my new Cost...
A/N: Unlike my gay incest story, this is more... fantasy oriented. Vincent and Nathan are the same Vincent and Nathan as they are in 'This Is Wrong...' but this is a story where their true forms show. Since they aren't 'human' in this one, I figured nonhuman would work out best as a category. I dig the idea of people critiquing my stories and telling me what...
The shotgun blast ripped through my chest... I flew back into the dirt with a thud, but fired off a shot into Doc Holliday just before I died... After a few minutes Doc helped me to my feet. We brushed off the dirt and posed for pictures. Some people spend their summers at the beach. I spent my summer getting shot and killed four times daily— five on weeke...
**Read and Enjoy! Don't forget to leave a comment.** The steady rhythm of heavy breathing and flesh slamming into a sand-filled leather bag filled the air. Max was alone in the workout room, and he was in the center, working the heavy bag with a vengeance. Every punch was delivered with a look of concentrated fury, every kick landed with a grimace of hatred...
Two weeks had passed and weekend date number two was fast approaching. Not nearly fast enough in my opinion. On the last day of our first weekend together, Matthias ran out of condoms, which I found somewhat funny as I figured if one were having a sex kitten come from out of town for the express purpose of fucking you senseless that you'd make sure you were...