His shorts are down. It's the heat, he tells himself. Confined, the sudden uncoiling tightness threatens to burst the seams on its own. Released, it feels even hotter than the midday Mediterranean steam into which it thrusts, broad and solid as a Moorish column, primed for conquest. Astringent swallows of tempranillo evaporate in a fruity warmth of enablement along his throat, and loosened inhibitions mingle with elevated...

I have always liked the look of leather shorts that have a very short inseam. While looking through Ebay one day, I came across some black leather shorts that looked quite sexy. They were square cut with a little v-shaped notch at the sides of the hem. They were being sold by a manufacturer in Pakistan. I was a bit hesitant to order the shorts because the seller was in another country. The photographs of the shorts did lo...

It was Saturday evening, and today was not an ordinary day. Why isn't it an ordinary you ask? Well, simple. I had entered a contest that will let one contestant hang out with two celebrities all day long from the show "Lab Rats". I thought myself lucky to have won such a stupendous award and hang out with Steven Perry and Jake short. I wasn't a big fan myself, but I decided to accept the award just because it's not every...

It was the middle of a hot summer. I was off on a Tuesday. I was looking forward to paddling down a quiet river near my home. I like having a day off in the week as the parks, local rivers and lakes are usually quiet from the weekend crowds. I was looking forward to getting some sun on my legs so I picked out my favorite white short shorts. They are about two sizes too small with only about an inch of inseam. The material...

The country sizzles, it’s flaming June! The balls are cold, the racquets are fine tuned Sultry nights then thunder and lightning The great and the good descend on SW19 The authorities rant ‘It’s got to be white!’ The cameras pick out her panties so tight Bending over, bouncing her ball, Ready to serve, challenging line calls Hawkeye is summoned to give his decision, The player reacts to coos of derision Her determined gla...

It all started when I was younger. I'm still not sure how really, even though I've been doing it for a while. A friend and I were out exploring. One of our favourite places were the woods near my house. A place that we could be away from others kids, adults and do our own thing. There was a muddy pond there with an island in the middle, but no bridge. Undeterred I said “I'm going over there,” and my friend protested that...

Going about with my own life was becoming more and more difficult every time I would leave the house and saying goodbye to my mother. I wouldn’t call it guilt really; I guess it was a wanting of more for someone whom you loved. I knew I would be leaving the house; having a goodtime with my group of friends out on the town. Mom would be by herself probably reading another novel. She was always sweet about me leaving though...

The running trail where I do my daily jog is a gently winding track along the riverside that skirts the public golf course, detours through a couple of lightly wooded areas and otherwise keeps close to the river's edge. It's a scenic route that brings relief from the stress, noise and pollution of the nearby city. Pushing myself around the 3km circuit keeps my ageing body fit and trim beyond its years and ready for other...