My name is Wilson Tetu and I'm a young black man of Cameroonian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. City of Champions rocks! I'm currently a student at the Brockton Institute of Technology, a four-year private school located in Brockton's West Side. I've been going there since graduating from Brockton High School in 2006. It's a damn good s...
"Don't call me mixed, dude, for your information, I identify as black," I said to the wannabe super-fly Latino dude in the Durag who stepped up to me. That fateful morning, I was at Bayview Station, waiting for the O-Train which would take me to the Carleton University campus. After hollering at me in Spanish, a language I do not speak, the bozo finally deci...
I looked up at this beautiful goddess and told her my name was Jim. Then to answer her question of me being a porn star. Of course like any other horny red-blooded male out there I would love it, but it wouldn’t be for me. She kind of gave me a sad look and said to bad, you would make a lot of the girls in the business very happy with the tongue I had. Apri...
This Earth Day submission falls into a number of categories: Loving Wives, Interracial Love, Romance, Erotic Couplings, and Novels and Novellas, among others. A big thank you to Mistress Lynn for taking of her time to edit this story and make it a much better read. **** Wow! Where do I begin when talking about Earth Day? When I think about the earth, I vis...
Chapter 5: NetMeeting I waited, shifting uncomfortably in my chains, as you sat at the keyboard handling the incoming calls. Every few seconds I heard the ringing sound of a connection request and then you saying, "I'm sorry, I can't hear you… If your mike doesn't work, forget it. Bye!" It was the usual crop of guys posing as women, without either cams or m...
The weather was perfect. The southern California desert in the fall was my favorite place to camp. I loaded up my camping gear and my dirt bike and headed out to rendezvous with my friends at our favorite spot. It all started with a phone call from a close friend, "Hey, what are you doing this weekend?" He asked. I knew what he wanted so I teased him a lit...
Before you, the reader, starts this adventure, I, the writer, would like to clarify the nature of this series. This is a fantastical series, and therefore all characters are at least partially fantastical. A writer must write what he knows, and none of my characters are particularly unique. Every character trait, every flaw, every emotion, every physical att...
The rhythm of the wheels' clickety-clack over the steel rail pervaded the atmosphere as the dinner car swayed gently back and forth. It was the evening and Jim looked out the window over the white tablecloth at the sparsely wooded fields of central Ohio. The sun bathed the landscape in a peach hue as it slipped behind the horizon in the west. He was on his w...
Karen and I accidentally met at the Sweet 16 playoffs. An extraordinary thing happened and my hometown team got to this level by beating Notre Dame. A wild 4th quarter game. Then overtime came! Nevertheless, we advanced by a pure luck shot with 12 seconds remaining and here we are. Everyone's hyped up including me and this woman behind me. A sexy beautiful,...
It was still dark outside, but that wasn't enough to keep the birds from chirping. I rolled over on my side, wrapping my pillow around my head to keep their trilling at bay, but it just wasn't meant to be. Right on cue my morning hard on sprang into existence, pushing painfully against the mattress. I let out a sleepy groan of annoyance as I rolled over agai...