On the plane ride to my "unique vacation"—at least that's what the brochure had promised--I thought of what had brought me here. Job stress is something we all face, but I was feeling it ran deeper. Life stress, pushing 35, seeing dreams passing me by, it all seemed to conspire to compel me to this impulsive, two week vacation that I wasn't even sure I would...
My name's Javier, but people call me Javy. I've been a beat cop for seven years. My service record is clean but unremarkable. I'd rather not say what city we serve, but it's progressive, at least on paper. That means people of color, like me, are only slightly underrepresented on the force, and the occasional bad cop doesn't embarrass the department by using...
A knock broke into my reverie. My cock gave a little leap at the thought of Andrew returning so soon. I made myself as presentable as possible, "Enter." It was the XO, Executive Officer Lieutenant Bryce Withers, reporting heavy weather approaching. "Secure the open portholes and hatches," I ordered. "Aye, aye, sir," was his automatic response but then he...
As I came up from the beach, I saw Carl and Angela on the deck, He had her top off and was stroking her breasts, and she was sitting astride his lap, having made who knows what connection. I knew what they'd be doing for the next couple of hours, which would leave me at loose ends again. I decided to take the initiative. "Hey, Carl," I yelled out from below...
What had once been one of Trent Baker's favorite parts of the day had become something to loathe; hitting the showers after football practice. It wasn't that he'd suddenly lost his secret interest in all the hard bodies of his fellow teammates showering and changing all around him. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The desire had intensified. Trent had...
I'm a shy, smallish, slightly pudgy from my waist down, a bit wider in the hips, butt and rounder legs, small delicate hands and feet. I think I'm a very passable nubile little Japanese girl, with shoulder length black hair, small nose, full lips, long lashes, and a tiny penis, and obviously flat chested. This summer, my Mom divorced my kinky Dad, for someon...
Corey surveyed his body in Matt's bathroom mirror. He began at the top, with his tousled blonde hair. He played with it to correct, but found the only fitting style to be the first. His eyes fell to his face, blue eyes in a soft expression, pouty red lips he puckered when his gaze fell on them. Then he continued down, to his naked body, a smooth, pale, glist...
It was a late Sunday night. I was running down the streets as drizzle started falling. I had to run back home fast if I wanted to catch the new episode of True Blood. It was eight-fifty and the show would start in ten minutes. My house was twenty minutes away by car and I was only running. I thought that maybe if I could catch a cab I'd only miss like the fi...
He stood outside the Krispy Kreme, looking in, pale and slender. I'd say, pale, slender and beautiful, but when I first saw him, his face was pressed up against the glass of the storefront and I was approaching from the parking lot. An uncomfortable stirring began in my stomach, not for the coffee and doughnuts for sale in side, but for the touch of the you...
The hole in the wall Thai place was just four long blocks from the gym. They were sitting in the window on stools, their bags on the stool between them. I took that one. D said to J, "those jeans!" and as I sat down grabbed my ass. No one was around. The food was amazing as always. We laughed. Compared notes about the new facilities. They asked about Brett....