The following story has been written as a reader request. This has been a fictionalized telling of true events to this point, this chapter is now a fictional tale of the possible future. This is a multi-part story and is at its end. My thanks go to my friend Fabio for the inspiration, I apologize if the ending is not what you had in mind. This story involve...
Serena Williams reign as the Queen of the Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood is off to an awesome start. Recruitment of new members is at an all-time high. Cash is flowing into the coffers of the Down Low Sisterhood left and right. And so the Queen decides to throw herself a little vacation. The Sisterhood sent the Queen, her gorgeous Entourage and the top not...
I first spotted him walking around the Bay Shore Mall one fine Thursday morning. What started out as yet another dark, boring mid-August day in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, brightened up real quick for yours truly thanks to a certain vision of masculine beauty. Tall, lean and athletic, with chocolate-hued skin, short, curly black hair and a goatee. This one...
Raindrops keep falling on my head as I stride through the busy, crowded streets of Boston, Massachusetts. It's a late Monday afternoon in early September and feels more like spring than fall, mainly because of the hot rains we still get from time to time. It's times like these that I miss home the most. I am a daughter of the desert. It's who I am. I don't b...
Disclaimer: This story was written for the Epic Lust site then edited to fit legal age requirements, with all numerical references removed. Imagine the characters as old or as young as you please. ================================================= Introduction Round Another international event is taking place in Brazil, the Young Muscle Sex Gods World Cup...
Man, sometimes I think politics and taxes are the only things one can't escape in this life or any other. Being Immortal, I've already escaped Death. However, the tax man and local politics are coming after me. My name is Jacques Henri Acier. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the City of Toronto,...
Since time immemorial, my kind have roamed the Himalayas, and much of the lands of Eurasia, as well as the forests and jungles of the Asian continent. Bigfoot, the Yeti, the Abominable Snowman, the humans have so many names for us. Some of those names are downright funny, others infuriate the hell out of me. Since we can't exactly go on CNN to correct those...
"Fuck this lousy place," I said angrily, glaring at Stewart Mill, and the ugly, smug little fucker smirked, a wicked gleam in his pale eyes. I walked out of the Rex Bar, never to return. I thought about pulling my stake out of my pocket and dusting the annoying little bozo, but I couldn't afford to get such heat on myself. A man's got to know his limitations...
Apparently, all Arabs are Muslim, that's what some of my friends and classmates seem to believe. That's news to me, because the Coptic Christian community is very much alive in places like Syria, Egypt and Lebanon, even though we're constantly hounded by Islamists. My name is Marianne Shafik and I'm the daughter of Egyptian immigrants living in Ottawa, Ontar...
The explorer stood on the bridge of the spaceship. In deep space, surrounded by constant night, his kind felt most at home. If any earthly eyes could see him right now, they would have thought him one of their own. A six-foot-two, broad-shouldered and muscular man with alabaster skin, long Black hair and icy hazel eyes. Clad in a shiny Black bodysuit which r...