Stories by D.Brown

“Hey dudes!” “Dudes.” That’s what they called themselves. "Dudes." Three young black guys joined together by ties of race, feelings of personal strength and ambition and by a common history and a common destiny in a rapidly changing world. Although unrelated by blood they looked...

It was late in the afternoon when she came silently through the back gate, through the back door and into the house. She’d come through the alley because her car had stopped for no apparent reason about a block away and she had decided to walk home and leave the dormant car where it stopped. It...

At only nineteen, she’s a white girl queen, She’s on life’s stage. and with black men she’s the rage. She’s made a name for interracial fame. She’ a great cocksucker, a celebrity fucker she knows what she wants, and black men with big cocks are at places she haunts. She learned...

“Hey! Hey!” Andre awakened to the sound of shouts from angry voices in the hallway and pounding on his cabin door. He looked at his watch. 8:30 a.m. Mary was sleeping peacefully beside him in his bed. They’d paired off to their cabins, each with a white girl, the night before. More...

As if to her impatience, the white girl unzipped Andre’s pants and pulled out his dick, positions herself in front of him and started sucking with enthusiasm and passion. Leaning back and enjoying the moment, he drifted off into his own private world. Glancing down at her, the white girl...

Her white ******’s house in the white suburb was about an hour and a half drive away. Her ****** was expecting her and her boyfriend at about 3:00 that afternoon. It was Christmas Eve. Their college co-ed ******** and her boy friend would spend the night, spend Christmas and attend a special...

Later that night after the party, after her tense conversation with Andre, it came. It happened. The ring tone on her cell phone went off, time after time. Each time she got up and left the room, as if leaving the room was a reason not to answer it. As if leaving the room when the phone...

The party was very informal, low music, lots of food and wine. People were just kind of talking and enjoying the moment. “Hey.” It was a black man’s voice, low and husky and confident. Very confident. He said “Hey” as though he’d really said something. Like he knew that was all because...

WPC.06 The next class day came and they both played it cool, as agreed. o. She’d made it clear she didn’t want to advertise what went on between them in the class. The gossip would be enough without any hints by them. The other guys would be all over her if they got a hint that she was...

She broke the silence as they sped northward on Pacific Coast Highway away from the Palos Verdes Peninusla and the police. “That was a close one.” “Fuck yeah it was close. What’s wrong with that guy?” “Don’t you mean, what’s not wrong with him?” “Well you could put it that way. Acts...