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The white boy and the black boy; both had secrets that they kept from one another. Both dropped hints of their secrets, hoping they would be fully disclosed so that they could be freed from the chains that bound them.

The narrator explores the subtext of a black and a white boy’s relationship, which leads to a deeper exploration of 21st century black American culture.

This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Mar/10

17

Transit Stop

The musty smell of their clothing pressed in on me. Young, warm black and brown male bodies surrounded me on all sides – strong, muscular, and lean – smooth dark skin brushing up against my face.

A passenger on the rapid transit system in the afternoon finds more to his ride than he had expected.

This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Mar/10

16

The Mask

Mike invited Jerome to his basement to have a few beers and watch porn and the next thing you know the two boys were in their boxer shorts, pretending to be professional wrestlers. Mike was pretty good. He got on top of Jerome and pinned him down quickly.

As the white boy lay on top of Jerome the boy’s cock began to swell. It got harder and harder until it escaped the boy’s boxer shorts and rubbed against Jerome’s black body. Mike’s face reddened. Both boys were too embarrassed to say anything and too drunk to really care.

Jerome’s “cool” facade slips for a moment and his buddy, Mike, sees a side of the black boy that nobody else ever gets to see.

This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Mar/10

5

Skateboarder

A wave of anxiety swept over Terrance. Here he was, a black boy, helpless and handcuffed, uncomfortably seated in the back of a police car in a desolate parking lot, his shirt ripped open, his bare teenage chest fully exposed, his legs spread, and this middle-aged white police officer was about to rip his trousers open. He knew he was fully at the white cop’s mercy….. A black teenage skateboarder is alone in a place where he doesn’t belong. This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Hesitantly, with his black lips quivering, Tyrone opened his mouth to receive Johnny’s throbbing white manhood. Johnny slid his penis deep inside the black boy’s mouth and looked down with contempt …. Young Johnny, a high school student, is making the rounds in his father’s warehouse when he comes across a neighborhood boy who doesn’t belong in the building. This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Feb/10

24

The Corrections Officer

I moved toward the boy. His brown skinned body exuded earthy jungle heat. The smell of his arm pits emanated masculine body funk. I enjoyed the fear in the boy’s eyes; his silent acknowledgment that I had absolute authority over his destiny…. A security guard in a juvenile corrections facility responds to an emergency and searches for contraband. This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Feb/10

19

“Axle”

” . . . he used his badboy lips to slowly frenchkiss each nipple, suctioning them, nursing on my maleness, making me pant against his head, making me plant wet kisses on his sweet-smelling, kinky scalp. And then, in one feline, graceful move, he was out of his chair and kneeling between my legs . . . “

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Feb/10

10

Hip Hop Hoes

Thomas yanked down the back of the boy’s boxer shorts, exposing his naked high-yellow ass. Thomas wrapped his arms around the boy’s hips as if he were introducing the boy’s buttocks to the whole world, slowly turning the boy’s ass like a spot light sweeping across a stage…. A famous young white director and producer of music videos comes to town and strips down the “talent” to see what they’ve got to offer. A roadie on a hip hop concert tour writes in his diary about his unsettling experiences. And a young aspiring hip hop artist and his mom visit a record studio’s training camp for future artists. This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Jakiris faced the boy, “Pull down yo’ shorts”

Darrius looked at Jakiris as if he was unsure that he heard what Jakiris had just asked him to do.

“You heard me nigga, I say pull yo pants down.”

Darrius slipped his gym shorts down below his knees.

A wannabe rap star submits to the conditions for getting an advance on his upcoming CD and exerts his influence over a younger boy in “the hood.” This story is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. It may contain depictions of non-consensual sex (i.e. rape) and racial slurs which some readers may find offensive. This story is not intended to be read by minors or by anyone who might be unduly influenced by its contents, or where community standards prohibit this type of literature. If any of these prohibitions apply to you, please find something else to read for your entertainment.

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Jan/10

31

Wrong Place, Right Time

We’ve all made mistakes. Luckily, I’ve made it to the point in life where I can look back at most of them and laugh. Allow me to tell you the tale of one of my youthful indiscretions…way back in the day.

I was 17, and a bit of a young hellion. It was the early 1980s, in a small town in Ohio, and I was heavily into punk rock. I had the spiked hair, 5 gold hoop earrings in my ear, ripped jean, and a chip on my shoulder the size of New York. I was your typical dark, brooding, teenage male. The girls loved me and I took advantage of that every chance I could. I was about average height, with a 30″ waist, broad shoulders and well defined pecs & arms from doing roofing and construction for my best friend’s dad’s company. As it was late summer, I had a ruddy tan too.

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