I was leaned against the wall, one leg bent, smoking. Waiting was the worst part. I had seen you leave the bar a few minutes ago, and took a shortcut to get to where I knew you had to walk past. I reached down, feeling my cock pressed tight against my jeans. I saw you at the end of the alley, a few blocks in the distance. My cock got harder. I knew what I...
"Sex on legs." Is what she called me. Which I had honestly never been called before in my life. Nor had I ever considered the possibility of that description fitting me. But there it was, plain as day in text message format. Me: You honestly find me attractive? Natalie: Are you freakin kidding me?! You're practically sex on legs! It took me a few minut...
There are some groups of friends that are just so close that they seem almost impenetrable to anyone outside of them. They don't mean to be, but they are. Robbie, James, Katie and Kira were such a group. Nobody knew if they were two couples, just good friends, one couple and two friends or what. No one ever asked. They just accepted them as they were. Robb...
I knew I wasn't supposed to meet with her ... every intelligent fiber of my body screamed at the decision. But, I couldn't help myself. She was everything a man could want and more ... every carnal desire could be sated, every dream, every fantasy could be fulfilled when in her company. She lived on excess and thrived on unfettered ideas. She loved men. She...
"She wants me to put on a good show, but how do I do that?" you wonder. You know where you hid the camera that will be my eyes and ears. "I'll have to make sure she can see well." You quickly run through the rules for tonight in your head. There shouldn't be anything too difficult. Mark hasn't arrived yet, but you want to keep me happy. You decide to perc...
This was not your typical birthday celebration where the same old stuff happens. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. You see, I have this crazy aunt and Gladys lives in a world of her own and by her own rules. Do not get me wrong, I love Aunt Gladys but she does make it rather difficult at times. But I digress. It all started when Aunt Gl...
She was finally bathed and dried, the slave helping her out, or rather sitting there while she bathed, outraged, scoffed when she asked for her clothes. "What do you mean clothes? Didn't you hear the Master, you are to be his personal pleasure slave." With that he grinned, a sadistic grin. She shook her head, feeling exposed in front of this man, though she...
After the incident in the basement corridor, I waited patiently for another opportunity to taste Twenty-Three G's pussy again. Of course it was sheer luck that the panties had fallen that one time, so I pretty much gave up on finding a pair of her once worn panties right in front of my door again. It was only when she told me she was expecting a package and...
Brother Samuel Xavier here. America's favorite big and tall, openly bisexual Black male urban fiction writer. The man without fear. Always eager to speak up on behalf of men's rights and men's issues, race issues and humanitarian causes in general. Also, an outspoken defender of environmental issues and animal rights, and the most dedicated member of Society...
The cold seeped assiduously through his clothing, clinging with vicious obstinacy to his icy skin, sinking softly, relentlessly with deadly intent into his bones, as it had been doing since the dawn of time It did not seem to matter, for he did not seem to care. His movements were unhindered – his bones were not stiff, for he still moved with the same langui...