Black Male Stories

This story is a blend of Steampunk and Erotica. There are four chapters and I will try to load it as a single story. It is a Victorian Era Steampunk story which is typical and the time travel is back to the Early Roman Empire to participate in an orgy of perverted pleasure.

Hailey, a 16 year old high school track star, takes a different route on her morning jog that leads her down a very different path in her life.

A Chastened, Florida Story
Slim gets erection while lying out at the beach. Sydnee comes along and after chatting some they watch one another masturbate.

In a future world where almost all the men are sterile, I'm one of the few that are still fertile. So my job is basically fucking women for a living -- thousands of them, and maybe a hundred times as many women made pregnant by my sperm. It's not a perfect life, but it ain't bad.

The ponyboy fetish becomes popular in an international gay men's enclave on the resort coast of Honduras. Older Englishman Martin and his younger black bull Jamaican lover, Felix, have made a ponyboy out of fourteen-year-old Cesar, who they have taken from a Honduras slum. Cesar rebels and flees, only to be taken as a ponyboy by an old Austrian man, Reinhard, who heads up the Jockey Club, whose members all have the ponyboy fetish.

Lydia's new boyfriend has a secret - he's actually a pimp and he's trying to get her to whore for him. But Mom catches on and tries to bargain with him. But things go awry and now they are both being blackmailed...

This is a story about two 16-year-old goth girls who go to a rave party. At the party, they buy some ecstasy from one of the organizers of the rave. He takes one look at these two cuties and sells them ecstasy which is spiked with GHB. Although they intend to stick together, they wind up getting separated as the drug combination takes effect. Each of the girls winds up having a long night entertaining men in ways they never intended.

White cheerleader takes Black cock in front of a crowd, after losing a bad, bad bet

t was less than twenty-four hours since her husband’s car had moved down the street away from the house, time enough for Wendy to get herself serviced by two twenty-year-old boys.