Friday, 6 July 2012
Flash Fic Friday] Kiro and Shane
I never saw myself as sexy. Sure I went to the gym religiously, and ate healthy. But I never saw myself as a man other men could fall in love with--especially a man like Shane. I sit across from him everyday, watching the smoothness of his dark skin, the heated brown of his eyes and the full perfection of his lips. I yearn for him daily, pinned for him nightly, and touched myself to him every chance I got. Each time he looked at me I could feel myself dripping in my boxers. It took every strength I had not to dive over the boardroom desk and take what I want.
Damn the laws.
Damn the work place ethics and their committees.
Damn every good sense I've ever listened to.
But I am afraid--ashamed of my thoughts and vulgarity.
My friends all called me a fool, for they said a black man would never love me. They told me of the stereotype they had for Asian men--we had small dicks. Shows you how much they know.