Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking bisexual black male writer and urban adventurer. The world changed in 2008 and I think many people are still playing catch-up. Lately, I've been seeing racist men and racist women acting more shifty than usual. They are looking at black people differently. And I've been seeing black men and black...
I tossed and turned for the next couple of hours worried about what I could do. I could not blame Marcus, it wasn't his fault the condom broke. I could do nothing until Monday anyway so I put it out of my mind for now. I got out of bed and found a shirt on the floor, I put it on. I went to see if Marcus had any coffee, I found it and made a pot. Marcus's s...
The name is Damon Edwards. A tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I'm surrounded by the fakest people on the planet. They're everywhere I go. At the library. At school. At church. At the Westgate Mall. Like I said, they're everywhere I go. Must be something in the water or something. As a brother who's keeping...
Valentine's Day this year is going to be somewhat stranger than usual for me. Trigger Warning in advance, you're probably not going to like this story, but for what it's worth, it's true— which guarantees people are going to get offended even worse. I expect low ratings and butt-hurt in the comments. Should be fun. It would just prove my points even more fo...
The name is Katelyn Roark. I'm a six-foot-one, busty and heavyset, deliciously big-bottomed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm a district attorney with the Brockton City Prosecutor's Office. Just another straight-laced White female professional in a conservative business suit. That's me. All day, I'm prim and proper. When n...
Brother Samuel here. A name that should require no introduction at this point. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking and openly bisexual Haitian-American author, law student and activist living near Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes, I wonder why people simply can't leave well enough alone. Why must they try to fix things that don't need fixing? Don't fix...
Authors note: If you are one of the readers who got bent out of shape over my story "The Racist" I'd advise you to skip this one. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My dick had gotten me in trouble before, but it had never before brought me to the edge of disaster. And disaster is just what I was seeing as I listened to the black woman who was planning on...
Hi my name is Tami, I grew up in a small town where there was never any real excitement. I recieved an academic scholarship to a major university, I was always good in school. I'm a Brunette, 5'7" tall, 36C-26-36 athletic build. My parents were a little upset that I would be so far from home during my college years. After all I was their little girl. My m...
A lot of people have accused me of being ruthless over the years. It's not my fault that I seem to attract some of the most evil people on the planet. From sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) to racist white men and racist white women along with nutcases, man-haters, losers and stalkers. You name them, I've met them. All before I was twenty-four...
I see a lot of weird stuff going on these days. Especially in the Black community. When I moved from the town of Boston, Massachusetts, to the city of Ottawa, Ontario, I was in for a shock. I knew Canada was different from the U.S. but I never thought the strangest folks in Canada would be my fellow Blacks. The name is Stephen Saint Preux and I approve this...