(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
I was awake half an hour before dawn, and went out onto the balcony to sit and think and watch the shadows of the ridge behind the hotel retreat off the bay and up the beach. It was very peaceful. Nobody was congregating on the lawn this morning. No voices were coming from the adjacent deck. Rain had chased away the songbirds but had since dispersed. The sil...
Over the next few days, I found myself thinking more and more about Cathy out there painting looking at all the naked guys. I tried not to let it distract me at work, but it was tough. For her part, Cathy hardly ever brought up the subject herself. It was me and my curiosity that was to blame. And, her response to my questions typically renewed my sense of e...
Thanks to my anonymous editor * When dawn broke the next morning, the sun's rays shot through the upstairs' bedroom window and illuminated a twisted pile of naked flesh. Tyler was sleeping on his back with his broken arm resting on a pillow across his stomach. Inches below the cast was what his wife called his 'morning glory', 6" of hard flesh. He yawned a...
I remember the spring of '87 as vividly as if it were yesterday. It sounds unreal, but this was the school that featured coed saunas and I recalled seeing a coed nude swim featured on the school weekly calendar. A sophomore at UMass-Amherst with an interest in dance inspired by my high school girlfriend Heather, in January I was looking over courses availabl...
From The Terran Colony Archival Research Repositorium (Codex 1335), on the planet of the three moons, as documented in the original sources. Translated from the original ancient texts in the Earth year of 3008: Bryan liked being an art student and learning how to draw. He'd always enjoyed being around artistic and cultural activities and events, and he wish...
This is the fifth and final story of this series. I hope you all enjoyed them. ************************** As I stood in line at the Coliseum gym waiting for my turn to do pushups, I looked at my watch. It was 6:15 in the morning; way too early to be awake. A few days earlier, the ISAF HQ Sergeant Major had sent out an email to all U.S. personnel on ISAF of...
Becca's business was booming since the news of her punishments had hit the campus newsletters. While Becca continued her college education, she read with interest about the development of a new fighting game, Garakan 5. It had managed to make news because all of the female characters in the game were dressed in skimpy costumes leaving very little to the imag...
To me, the human female is the beautiful expression of nature in our universe. Astronomers may ogle great galaxies. Curators of fine art may find the great masters beautiful beyond compare. Architects may take pleasure in great structures. And the lover may find the sunset without aesthetic peer, but a female is to my eyes is of the greatest and most sublime...
The Forgetting James felt as if he was in a different body as he woke up. Stretching as normal didn't seem normal with how his limbs reacted. Thoughts bombarded him as he lay there. Charlotte would not be happy with her for being gone for however long she had been gone. Gone somewhere she could not remember. He was James. Why was he thinking of himself as s...