Chapter One "God I'm bored." Jonathon thinks to himself. Looking around his room, he glances over his bed by the window and spy's his dresser. Walking over to the dresser he looks into the mirror. At 26, he's accomplished a lot in a short amount of time. He's helped to conquer the world for his father single handedly. At 5 feet 10 inches and skinny, he runs...
The raindrops fell softly on the window sill on the other side of a thin pane of glass. The pitter patter of the each drop echoed off the items that filled my room. When I closed my eyes and listened quietly I could hear the raindrops play the rhythm the world moves in time to. The sound was intoxicating. I took a deep breath of the fresh air coming in throu...
I'm sorry for everything. Seriously. My name is Stephen Jonathan Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. How did a Haitian-American stud like myself end up in the Confederation of Canada? Well, that's a long story. I was a sophomor...
If I could do one thing in this world it would be to bring an understanding that autism is not a developmental delay, although autistics can have developmental delays. It is not an intellectual or physical disability, although it can be disabling. It is not a disease, it is not caught from vaccines or anything else and it can not be cured. It is a genetic ne...
My name is Roland LaRoche and I'm a demon of Haitian descent living in Massachusetts. The life of a demon isn't easy, folks. Forget what you read in the books or see in the movies. Not every demon out there is hungering for human souls. Personally, I don't deal or trade in anything having to do with that business. Tell that to those assholes and bitches who...
Jim Simmons let out a sigh when the when the airfield came into site. After spending the last three months in country he was looking forward to being out of the range of people who wanted to kill him. Ever since he arrived in Vietnam, 180 days ago, it seemed that he has dodging bullets. Now all he has to do is land and he'll be able to breath easy for a fe...
Thanks for reading, take time to say hello. I will not allow commenting on my stories for one simple reason - Too many keyboard toughguys like to pretend they are badasses while staying anonymous. +++ In all of the years she had known him she had rarely seen him like this. He was pacing like a caged lion, angry at the world. She had seen him upset, in desp...
Author's Note: I have enjoyed the feedback and I would love to hear from anyone who enjoys my stories. I write these in what I call "phone sex" voice, so that they can be read aloud to a favorite female partner. Enjoy and let me know if any readings lead to exciting times. ***** Your heart skipped a beat. It always does when you are alone with a man on an...
"Hmm, Karim, I want you to smother for a while, like a good submissive," Caroline Monceau said, smiling gleefully as she sat on Karim Elmi's face. Time for the Somali brother to find out what Haitian female domination was all about. Caroline was a firm believer in women ruling men, and although it took her a bit longer to break down Karim due to the Islamic...
These golden gates of mine shut tight for what seems an eternity; waiting for a man of honor, of valance, of worth; a man who holds the key to my den of delight. You are that man. A man who earned his rights to my den of delight. You proved your worth. Alone in my tower I see you marching forth. I am scared but excited; shy yet willing, nervous yet cravi...