We have decided to walk on the beach near the surf. It is evening and the sun has just dropped behind the sea. The breeze is warm and it blows through my hair, caressing as it goes. We are walking hand in hand and not saying much, just listening to the water strike the sand. You look down at me, and, of course, I smile, as always. We laugh. It has been such...
"Next morning I was still so sore that I stayed off school. I rang Boyd to tell him and he suggested he pick me up after lunch time and spend the afternoon with him. So with my parents at work, I agreed and also agreed to his request to wear my school uniform. We went for a nice drive along the river towards the coast and with the roof down on the Porsche i...
The weekend arrived for our BDSM convention so we packed up the suv and headed to Downtown Detroit. Upon our arrival, we checked into our hotel and began to prepare for the first night of our convention. The hair on my neck stood at attention as I was dying of anticipation at the thought of being loaned out to strange Doms to be at their beck and call. Robb...
The drink was cool and refreshing, the tingling sensation of the alcohol crept through your veins. "Bullshit!" You chuckle before taking a sip of your drink. The smile didn't not disappear from his face. He just stood with his hands on his hips and shook his head. "I'm telling you the truth. She's afraid of it. So guys like me have a hard time finding...
Prologue: Four Years Ago Are you kidding me? I thought as I looked down. The bottoms of the new Hello Kitty pajama pants my mom got me for Valentine's Day were now caked with leaves and mud. I glared up my snot of a brother — who actually laughed at me. I took my earphones out; rock music would do nothing for me now. "Seriously?" I asked, silently willing...
This is an attempt to make fun of the South African politics and should not be taken seriously. This never happened and no politician was hurt in the telling of this tall tale. * She floated down the steps like a queen. Her long black evening dress revealed more than it concealed. Her full breasts challenged the strength of the fabric and the splits in the...
I felt myself drifting further into the mirror world. Kelly pulled hard saying "I love you! She only wants you to play with! Come back! Please? I don't want to lose you! I had two women fighting over me! What do I do? Both women were tugging at me, the ghost getting the better of it. Until she momentarily let go. Kelly, trying to maintain her balance reach...
I feel like I was never very successful at being a man. It's part of the reason I am enacting this transition. I've struggled with my sexuality since I was a boy, and the overwhelming feeling I have now is that I wish, for my own and everyone else who has ever been involved in my life, that I'd determined to do this earlier. I would have enjoyed a fuller exi...
Part Two: Back Seat of the Bus. The first thing I noticed when I stepped on to the platform was, of course, the stink of ass. One of my sexual tormentors may have gotten a good anal tongue bath but, in my haste to clean my face, I had neglected to clean out my nose... It was slick and sticky with bum-juice all the way up both nostrils, and its pungent, sti...
Amy finally admitted that she enjoyed seeing black men fucking white wives, but still insisted that it was the fantasy of it that turned her on and she had no intentions of ever doing it herself. Now that I was aware of her secret stash of porn and her big black dildo she no longer hid them. Amy had taken to leaving them all around the house. She had got a...