"After big events, you know, big sort of shocking events, people will look back and reconstruct a narrative that explains it in a way that satisfies the unlikelihood of it occurring. And this happens with anything, the day you got your big job or the day you met your future spouse. Kennedy and Lincoln have tons of conspiracy theories around them, but people...
This writing is meant to let you imagine what it would be like to be at the center of a gang bang; not only the physical parts of being in one but the dehumanizing and degrading parts as well. If you are not turned on by being used and degraded this may not work for you. You're meant to read and interact with the instructions that follow. It also works to ha...
Lady Tarissa bit back the angry words she had been planning when she saw the desperate look on Almandar's face. She had specifically told him to be quick when he went to talk to the bard, Yarai, and yet he had, in fact, been some hours, leaving her on her own back at the villa waiting for him. She could guess what he had been doing; she wasn't that naïve. Ye...
Alright, folks. I guess I can make it official now. There's no hiding it anymore. I am certifiably bored. Seriously. Things that used to give me pleasure simply don't give me pleasure anymore. My name is Sam and I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a rather unique individual. Openly bisexual stud, activist for various...
When the massive shovel at the bottom of the open-pit mine drops its load into my oversized dump truck, I shudder along with the entire vehicle. In fact, the earth itself shudders. I'm being loaded with taconite by one of the largest hydraulic earth-shovels in the world. Wearing panties while doing so gives me such a perverse pleasure.... I gun the diesel e...
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...
My name is Lucien Shay. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life just couldn't be better. Everybody is whining about The Recession but I'm doing alright. In May 2008, I earned my bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice from UMass-Boston. And I got hired by the Boston Metropolita...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you'd never be caught shopping at the Evil Empire, but this is an emergency. The closest adult toy store is hours away and your date isn't. Besides, I think they're still picketing and you've already said you're scared of those church ladies. And, yes, you could have ordered some real playthings from Lit or Amazon or wherever, but yo...
XVIII It had been a long night, Josephine reflected as she opened her eyes and squinted at the shaft of light streaming in through the window and the specks of dust floating in it. A long night! After all the rehearsals going on beyond midnight and then the inevitable hour or so at a night-club with the rest of the cast, where they danced naked to the vibra...
Getting a little Sci-fi here. Why not? * Sailors and marines stood at attention for their Captain. This peculiar planet needed explaining to these young men and women, especially those who had never been there. "First, nudity is accepted here. You are expected to be professional, but, what you do down there with or without your clothes, is none of my busi...