It was my senior year studying at a prestigious East Coast college. I'd done well academically by studying mathematics and computer science and combined with my excellent summer internship experiences I found myself a hot commodity on the job market. Wall Street especially was looking for people like me with the skills to perfect their online trading systems...
Steve Winston is the name. I’m a six-foot-tall, burly and muscular young Black man living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. These days, I’m studying Business Administration at Toronto University. I’ve got one semester left before I get my Master’s degree in Business Administration. After I graduate, I’m thinking of moving to New York City to work in Corporate...
I’d really only talked with her a couple times before that night. Her name was a Alyssa, I knew that much. And she was Jewish. Other than that, she was an unknown to me. I was pretty sure she was Freshman, but she could have very easily been a Sophomore. And she had to have been 18 or 19, but I was unclear of any rock-solid facts. She was cute. Not normally...
Note: I've submitted this story for the Winter Holiday's Story Contest 2016. If you enjoy it, please vote. Also, per the non-erotic focus category, there's no sex. * "You'll be fine, Stanley, until the kids come along," an older friend warned me before I married Jill. "Then there could be issues." Now I know what he means. Like me, he's Jewish. Also like...
If there are two things in life that I really hate, they must be: stereotyping and racism. So I have to warn you in advance that this story is about both of them. But it's a story that needs to be told because the ending is so satisfying. I was born and grew up in New York City. One of the stereotypes that I would like to dispel right away is that all Jewis...
During a visit to Istanbul, I had occasion to meet a woman in the Hagia Sophia, who took me for coffee in an old Ottoman era town house nearby. the Hagia Sophia. She was a member of the Maronite Christian community from Syria, and worked, undercover, for Mossad, the Israeli Secret Service. Elena, the old woman who owned the house and the coffee shop, was als...
I learned about my identity when I was six years old. A boy pointed at me: "You are a JAP!" We were next to the wooden playground tower with the orange roof. The snow had have melted so that all the dirt on the surface condensed together. Another little boy with payot and a kippah looked up at me, the green snot running down his nose. I felt the burn on my c...
May is the right time to visit the Island of Crete. The chance of rain is almost nil, flowers are blooming everywhere and air smells of wild thyme and sage. The temperature is warm enough to enjoy the sea, but not too hot so one can spend long hours on the island's beaches. It was a week into my holiday, when I got off the bus at the village of Shinara on th...
You've been a naughty guy, I told Rahim Abdullah as I spread his dark butt cheeks and eased my strap-on dildo into his asshole. Immediately the young Somali man went stiff, as something I call the shock of penetration came over him. It happens with every new submissive who experiences the joys of pegging for the first time. Gripping his narrow hips tightly,...
A lot of people think of Israel as a solitary outpost of Western-style democracy in the Middle East. What they don't know is that Israel is one of the most racist places on the planet Earth. Never mind the clashes between Palestinian nationalists and Israeli Defense soldiers, an unspoken and unacknowledged war is being waged upon people of African descent in...