Faggyboi and Puzziboi

“Hello, baby,” the septuagenarian smiled. “Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!” “That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!” “Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted. “Jenna got the job!” “That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite t... Read full Story

“Goddamn, white boi! You got the best fuckin’ ass,” declared the father of two. His steel manly form perspired as he moved hard into the bottom. “Look at all that butt shake! Twerk it for me, baby boi!” “Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey, gyrating rhythmically. “Hell yeah! It’s like fucking two big ol’ ma... Read full Story

Ralph moved the mouse to wake up the computer. He navigated to his legal docs account and downloaded a generic pre-existing relationship agreement. He asked for the spelling of the new hire’s first and last name. “First name K-A-S-E-Y. Last name S-T-E-V-E-N-S.” “Got it,” acknowledged the owner. ... Read full Story

Kasey Stevens woke up in his new studio apartment. The five-foot-nine, blue-eyed sissy with ash brown hair yawned and stretched before heading into the bathroom. He showered, taking good care to lather his rosy skin with strawberry scented body wash. He shaved his legs and rinsed off. Then, he appli... Read full Story

“Oh, naw! I’m straight,” the slim, sinewy-built man replied matter-of-factly to revelation. “What’s that got to do with anything,” cooed the milk-chocolate-complected vixen, playfully grazing the man’s hard chest. “Damn, why you ask it like that,” he scoffed. “Like what,” the sing-songy-voiced c... Read full Story

“What in the ‘Get Out’ hell is going on here,” quizzed the warm, brownish-red woman with the Bantu knots as soon as they were safe inside the gold 1970 Deuce and a Quarter. “I don’t even know,” chuckled the driver as he jerked his head to get his short dreadlocks out of his line of sight. “Wel... Read full Story

I get many requests asking me to share more of my real life experiences. Several of my stories contain elements of things that actually happened to me. But, I’ve decided to put together a new e-Book of my personal sexcapades. So, in that vein, here’s the first installment of my ‘In Real Life’ (IRL) ... Read full Story

It neared dusk at ValueStar Motor Lodge which sat smack dab in the middle of the hood. Inside of Room Twelve, an average height, chubby, brown-skinned femboy repeated the douche. He let out the stream of lukewarm water and turned around to study the toilet as the hip hop music blared in the backgrou... Read full Story

“See you Sunday, baby,” said Marcus Jenkins to his wife, Tasha. “Alright! Have a good day at work,” the wireless phone company retail store manager smiled. “Love you, Kobe! Love you, Tiara,” the wastewater plant operator said to his offspring. “Love you, too, daddy,” the youngsters rang out in un... Read full Story