Archive | 07.01.2010

  •  Diary of a Dedicated Voyeur Ch. 3
    From that night onwards, we continued our mutual masturbation sessions from across the street. She in her apartment, me in mine, both with binoculars in hand. But I knew we'd eventually have to meet. We had a lot in common. I stood outside her building one night, waiting for her to come home. When she saw me, she was surprised. I think part of it was seeing me for the first time without panes of glass between us, and part of it was that I dared violate the boundaries of those panes as well. But ... more

  •  Dressing Room Delight
    I lay nestled in the crook of your arm breathing in hot, guilty air. I turn to my side and smile at you plaintively. I have scattered thoughts of regret and remorse but your confident smirk acts as a strong breeze and soon my head is empty. My back is sweaty and gleams in the light when I sit up from the mattress. I shudder as you run your fingertips over my spine. My mind has already wandered back to dirty thoughts as I peer over my shoulder at your chiseled masculine form. New scenery is needed ... more