Caption This (27th July)

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A Day in the Life

One Night in Heaven

I never thought I would see the day when Derek would settle down with only one person but apparently Steve is his soul mate. I feel lonely and like the odd man out. He tries to reassure me and get me to go with them but I usually beg off with some excuse. Don’t get me wrong - I like Steve. How could I not like him? I’m just jealous of him. I’ll get over it… someday.

Kiss - Part 2

So as time passed I began to figure out my newfound powers little by little; turns out, they were run by my emotions!

I made this discovery when I was at the gym the other day and I saw this guy- Kenneth, working out and fuck, just watching him work out made me so horny. I just wanted to get inside of him and take that body for a spin and as I continued staring at him, I noticed a strange look come over his face, followed by a rising of a certain friend of his in his pants, before he came over and sat on my lap and started making out with me.

I kissed back, my dick pressing against his ass through our clothes we could barely keep our hands off each other as we made our way to the locker room, and using a key I had planted from my multiple possessions of the gym owner, I locked the door.

Without even being prompted he began the clothes began flying off. And I got to gaze at that body in all its glory, this only created more pressure in my pants as my dick strained to get free. I slowly removed my clothes, making Kenneth beg for it, I could see the lust in his eyes but that just made me want to drag this out even more.

I got to my boxers and I smirked, watching Ken’s eyes dart to my package; the fucker was practically drooling! I slowly removed my boxers and Kenneth dropped to his knees, nearly hitting his head off the benches.

Sunday Shorts: Stars Shine

"So what's the story on these guys," Jack asked the rest of the guys as he rubbed his tattooed arm.

"They're a bunch of seniors, schools top football players—obviously," Curtis retorted as he pulled at his jersey.

"Never been this big before, what about you guys?" John asked turning the pads over in his hands.

Adam just looked confused scratching his black cropped hair. "What are you guys talking about?" He said with a frown.

The three jocks slowly turned and looked at Adam. "Where were you last night?" Curtis asked, his eyes narrowed.

Caption This (20th July)

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My New Best Friend

I was always criticised for staring at people in wheel chairs or people with a false leg or arm. I was told that it was rude to stare. But I never understood why. The truth is, at least for me is that I wanted to know their story. I wanted to know how they felt, what happened to them and if their bodies behaved any differently now that they had a missing limb.

It wasn't until recently that I discovered all of the answers to my questions. I had begun to get very friendly with an ex-army man. He had lost his leg in a recent war and now wore a false leg. It didn't seem to bother him one bit and he seemed happy and appeared to live a normal life. He often walked around shirtless.

Is It Love?!

Part 4 – The End
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What was I missing you ask... I was missing Alex. I suppose it's like browsing for a new car, you look at hundreds and somehow always end up buying the first one you looked at. That was how I felt with Alex; or more without Alex.

Caption This (13th July)

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Gypsy Traveller

A day at the beach developed into a life at the beach and today now that I have finally left I have decided to tell my story.

One Night in Heaven

Derek is a stud. His body is totally ripped, not an ounce of fat to be found anywhere. He is 6’2, has dark blonde hair, eyes like two pools of pure hazel green, and slightly tanned skin.

He’s my best friend. I love Derek like the brother I never had, someone I look up to and admire. I am 5’7, skinny with a face and body that only a mother could love, shy, and very self-conscious. I live in his apartment since I don’t have any other place to go. He is there for me and I would do anything for him.

Chain Letter pt4

OK guys, I'm starting to think about what needs to go into this chapter. To tailor it to your interests drop me a comment.

Who should be added to the book; authority figures, people you trust--like firemen. teenagers, or adults?

What about things that could happen within the chapter; good things, bad things, perhaps an accident or something?

Give some ideas.

Caption This (6th July)

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Is It Love?!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 – New experience's

We swapped back over night and Alex said he felt much better after his break. However he was desperate for the next body and life break. We all agreed to the swap and each downed our next pills without a moments hesitation. The swap seemed to go much smoother this time.

Once again I was staring at a different part of the room. Glancing around the only person I couldn't see was Damien. Wow I had become Damien in a matter of minutes. Fully clothed but without any of his knowledge. We all struck a high five as a group and headed out for another week of fun away from home.

"Secrets & Lies" by Nemo

Mike let himself into his house. It had been a long day at work and he desperate for a beer, so he was only half paying attention as he walked through to the kitchen. He startled when he heard a voice call out as he walked past the den.

"Hey Mr. Clark." Mike, stopped and turned round, spying the young man sprawled over the armchair in the den.

"Hey Josh." said Mike "Err, what are you... I mean why?" trying to figure out why his neighbours son would be waiting in his den. He knew Josh had finished college for the summer and was back home, but that didn't explain what he was doing in Mike's house.

"Sorry if I surprised you." said Josh "Mr Cooper, found out I was back home and hired me to paint the basement for you. But then he didn't have the right paint and he asked me to wait here while he drove to the shop to get some. I hope that's OK?"