My high school years were mainly spent looking for a girlfriend. Needless to say, I didn't have much luck. The one I did have lasted for only a few months and ended in a somewhat awkward disaster. One girl even told me no and in the same sentence asked me to introduce her to another guy with a face like a Picasso original. As senior year rolled around, I was...
Man, I'm not sure when my attraction to them Quebec women began but I'm thankful for it. My name is Steve Beauchamp. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. In 2007 I moved to Ontario from my native City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti. I had just graduated from College Notre Dame Du Perpet...
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My name is Rhodes Jean Atkinson. Who am I? Just a six-foot-tall, good-looking and muscular young Black man of Haitian heritage from Massachusetts who recently moved to Virginia to attend college. It's an event which changed my life forever. I come from a very distinct lineage of black men and black women gifted with supernatural powers. All of us come from t...
A lot of people who know me find my sexual proclivities rather alarming. I don't know what the fuss is about, though. Seriously. What's wrong with being bisexual? I cannot fathom it for the life of me. Bisexual men and bisexual women have existed since the dawn of man. We've been heroes and villains, artists and entertainers, kings and queens, princes and ro...
The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew she was something special. Who am I talking about? This tall young Black woman I saw walking out of this quaint Haitian restaurant near downtown Toronto. She was around five-foot-ten, with long Black hair, medium brown skin and a delightfully curvy body. Hot damn. The gal had a cute face, voluptuous body and a big bo...
Chapter 2: No good deed goes unpunished... ------------------- "Control well its slippin' right through my hand, these days turned out nothin' like I had planned..." –PowderFinger, These Days. ------------------- "You look lost boy." My feet shifted in their spot. I didn't look up at the old voice speaking to me. "You have to have a destination, or s...
I used to not care much for fairytales. After finding out that the ones you read to kids were watered down, I wasn't a fan. There was no such thing as a knight in shining armor or Prince Charming. You had to settle for whatever was presented to you. It was what I thought for years until I met my Prince Charming. Before, I always assumed that I would be some...
Aching. Needing. Tingling. Moist, supple lips. A tender kiss. A sweet, warm suction. Expectation, mingled with that same tingling, aching need growing stronger and stronger. A loving hand cupping the soft, heavy mound, gently kneading its sumptuous flesh. Those wonderful lips growing more insistent, yet still so gentle. Passing minutes. Expectation. Mounting...
Who says consent and negotiations aren't sexy? We were "vanilla" daters, not kinksters planning a scene, but we discussed our trysts beforehand nonetheless. His casual openness was disarming and put me at ease in a way I'd never felt with someone new before. Our schedules made it most convenient to meet in the mornings before work. Our first two dates were...