The day was bright and the skaters were racing along the concrete path that followed the beach. There was plenty of female eye candy elsewhere.

I could have girl-watched at the mall, say, and scoped the same percentage of attractive women.

But what made the skaters so alluring to me was that they were out here under the sun, exerting themselves, breaking a good healthy sweat. As they whipped by, I could see the damp T-shirts they wore. I eyed the firm backsides in their tight skating shorts and knew that perspiration trickled in the sweet valleys of those luscious asses.

I could even sometimes smell their sweat as they passed the bench, and that sent me into a fury of arousal. My cock was like iron in my pants.

I wasn’t obviously ogling anybody, however. And I sure as hell didn’t... Read More