"Hey, it's me. I wanted to see if I could come over." There is silence on the other end of the line. I can hear him breathing. "I'm not going to jump you or anything. I'm just lonely." I am sitting on the folded-out futon couch in the drafting studio of my friend Nora's apartment, where I have been living for the past eight days. I am wearing a pair of bl...
It was early afternoon and the drive home was exhausting. I was still an hour away and really looking forward to the end of this whole trip. I had been gone for a week and was planning to surprise my wife, Beth, by coming home on Friday instead of late Saturday. I talked to her last night and she sounded disappointed that I wouldn't be home until then. I t...
Ron woke up when he felt a pair of warm lips around his cock. He hardened quickly, his erection rising faster than his brain could climb out of its alcohol-induced stupor. "Where am I?" he thought. The floor on which he lay seemed to tilt and spin. Ron was drunk, and someone was giving him a blowjob. Someone who loved dick. Ron had been sucked lots of times...
I close the door quickly behind me as I rush to my room, checking my phone for the time. I see that you've texted, and my pulse quickens as I open it - "be there in 15. Usual position". I smile and skip the last few steps, quickly shedding my coat and bag as I hunt around for the appropriate items. Ten minutes later, I am kneeling on the floor in front of m...
A short piece inspired by some recent events in my life. I'm thinking about expanding it into a series, so please let me know your thoughts. ***** Four minutes. That's how long Lou gave me to get myself off, or else. While it was not uncommon for him to issue ultimatums of a sexual nature or to get me riled up in public, on this occasion he proved to be p...
Man, I'm not sure where these haters come from. I'm always getting some hate from them. You may be asking yourself why so many people would waste their time hating a tall, good-looking black college man. It's because of who I am and how I live. The name is Dwight Brown III and in all likelihood, I'm better than you. Face the fact. How else would you explain...
This is the sequel to "One of Those Days". Sleep was something I had been seriously lacking over the past week or so. Since the semester was nearing its end, everyone, including me, was going insane with the amount of work they had to do. I just wasn't able to manage my time well enough to get my eight hours of pillow time every night, and that sucked. Ho...
Cindy woke up Sunday morning next to Sky who had climbed into her cot at some point. Cindy looked down at her beautiful whore girlfriend and lit up a Kool. She lazily smoked it and gently rubbed on Sky's tits. Sky's tits hadn't had any milk in over a month and Cindy missed the connection she had from drinking from her lovers' udders. She thought to herself...
Sun filters in through the curtains and gently wakes me up. I unfurl myself from under his arm and make my way to the bathroom. After completing all the usual morning tasks, I take a moment to look in the mirror. My long brown hair is in a bed worn mess but in a sexy way, my face completely hairless and most would say it is pretty, even though I am male. 3 m...
Julia got her period, so we decided to lie low for a little bit. It's not that I wouldn't have enjoyed her anyway. But getting caught literally red-handed by Casey somehow seemed more dangerous than just getting caught, and then we had a stretch where the timing just didn't work out. Casey did want some action of her own. As if she could finally sense that...