Biceps, triceps, mmm, oh-my-ceps! Pump that iron and step those steps. Firm, hard body at the gym, You follow me to take a swim. Stroke by stroke and kick by kick, You travel through the water, Slick. Then, towel off that sexy chest. And slide it down to dry the rest. You catch me checking out your ass In front of the entire class. You wink at me and blow a kiss, And say, “I’ll catch you later, Miss.” I tilt my head and r...

Her back ached, her arms were sore, and it even hurt to sit. "Thanks for covering for me, Maria, you can get back to it," the pretty, light-skinned girl told her. Maria wanted to groan, but this was her first day so she forced a polite smile. "Sure, any time," she said as she got up and grabbed her mop bucket. "Oh, one more thing," the pretty one began hesitantly, "the, uh—well you might want to start in the lady's room."...

"Hi, Kyle, what's up?" "Nothing." "You ok?" "Yeah." "You sound like my wife when I ask if I did something wrong, and she says no when she's clearly mad at me." "Just drop it." "Ok." Chad threw his hands in the air stepping away. Kyle rammed his things into the poor locker and banged it shut. Yeah, sure, everything seemed peachy... I just watched him. I would love to mock him, but this looked serious. And I don't know why,...

I went to the kitchen, humming and carefree, enjoying the afterglow of this morning. Maybe I should be worried about Nate, but I realized that I don’t mind him seeing any of that, and if Jerry was right, and he indeed sported a boner, all the more fun. Nate didn’t leave his room until the evening when the courier rang the bell with the package he had left at the doorstep. I went to look and realized Nate was down, also. T...

Smelly Little Tranny Mutant John tells me not to shower before I come over because he wants to smell the real me. Ever loyal and thorough, I spend the Friday before I visit him in a series of nerve-wracking sales meetings that burn my deodorant off in seconds. I then head out for a few drinks with workmates, which inevitably turn into quite a lot of drinks. At the end of the evening, I cop off with a barman who’s had his...

I see you when you come in. My attention isn’t even on the door. It is like something, I don’t know, like instinct or intuition that makes me look. It is like the whole place just stops for a moment, just for you. Imagine my surprise when you come out of the ladies' locker room and stroll right towards me, right where I am working out. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you catch me staring a few times as we go along, but each time I...

Any reader at this point might be curious about the story of our friend Trent and how he got his start. The story takes place around the same time where Kash had bettered Marie and funnily enough, in the same area. Before meeting Kash, Trent was a party animal that found community through his alma mater groups, meeting people at bars, and friends of friends. Trent only lived with his roommate who was rarely there and his...

  I'm not watching you, but it's like my eyes have never left your body. Kitten doesn't like to get ignored, but Daddy is working out, doing his tractions at the bar. It's a different story, when I'm in the gym and I order you to tease yourself as you wait for me coming back: we can't do this, now. You're so nitid on my mind, doing exactly what I'm expecting you're doing: your shirt, raising over your shoulders and fallin...

At the office, near end of shift. Tony and Ziva worked well, together. Very well.  But that was it. Besides the odd team meal out, and some mutual teasing at the office, both respected each other's privacy, and likely boundaries. More so Tony, because he knew Ziva could do him serious physical damage- As she reminded him, almost every day. But today, it was different. Something was in the air. And this time, is was not To...

Summer had come a bit too early in Afer's city, a large world-class city with a beach nearby. At the age of twenty-six, Afer had grown apart from his old friends and was now spending most of the days by himself. Given the amount of vacation time he was taking, Afer realized that he had time to burn. Despite his age, Afer was doing well for himself financially and was on his way to making even more.  Looking out on one sum...

I had been swimming again for the past few months, trying to get fit for a summer triathlon, I had a swimming background in my youth but it had been many years since I'd swum competitively. The local masters' swim program had me back in shape but, unfortunately, had my shoulder out of sorts as well.  The coach of the masters' program, Eric, was nearly twenty years removed from his college swimming days but maintained a hi...