A gay story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 08 Tyrone shook his head in disbelief at what he just heard. “Wait a second, whiteboi… you’ tellin’ me you got yo’ fuckin’ ass inked just this mornin’?” Mitch nodded. “You didn’t plan this shit in advance?” Mitch shook his head. “But you ain’t got no tattoos … Read more
A gay story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 12 Leroy and Tyrone lived in the same building, and Leroy knew exactly where Tyrone’s crib was. It was like his second home; he’d been there hundreds of times. Sure, he could’ve gone upstairs to the 16th floor at any time since Saturday afternoon’s emotional meltdown, but … Read more
A gay story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 11 Mitch’s Sunday morning started out as miserable as hell, and just as lonely. His full bladder woke him up early, but after taking a desperately needed piss, he went straight back to bed. He wished he had a cat to feed. At least that’d give him … Read more
A gay story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 07 Leroy saw Mitch as he was walking out of the building. He was very surprised to see the Upper East Side whiteboi at this time of the day, especially on a Monday. He wondered why Mitch was in Harlem, instead of getting ready for work. “Wassup,” … Read more
A gay story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 09 Wall Street might never sleep, but Mitch eventually did. He woke up early on Wednesday morning and headed back to the office. There was still no word from Trina. He assumed she was still sleeping in her friend Amanda’s spare room. In a strange, unexplainable way, … Read more
A gay sex story: Whiteboi goes to Harlem Pt. 05 As soon as he heard Mitch snoring, Tyrone woke him up and sent him home. Mitch didn’t want to go, but he knew he had to. Tyrone loaned him a spare pair of pants to wear home, so he wouldn’t have to explain what happened … Read more