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Jogging Partners Ch. 02

By: WhiskeyIsGood



About a month went by after I met Lauren down in the park, and we had become pretty' good friends in a short period of' time. Meeting up together practically every morning down in the park to go jogging, had become somewhat of a hobby for the both of us. I enjoyed her company while running and I was pretty' confident she enjoyed mine just as much. 

In recent weeks, things between Jennifer and I had gotten a lot worst then they had been before. We were fighting even more, if that were at all possible and I was really becoming very annoyed. I had turned to Lauren for a shoulder to lean on and she did not seem to mind much; she didn't' seem to like Jennifer very much either though. She'd' made it quite clear to me on more than one occasion that she really hated her for the way she treated me. 

Lauren had told me that she had her fair share of asshole boyfriends who acted just like Jennifer, only of course they were men. So' she knew what I was going through, and she knew that once you got, attached to someone it was hard to let go of that person even if they' treated you badly. I was running out of options; I didn't' want to end our relationship, but Jennifer was becoming so tiring, this whole situation was just exhausting.

I decided to take Jennifer out on a Friday night with hopes of lightening the mood a little bit; hopefully' we could get through the night without having any big arguments. It had been a long time since we'd' gone out anywhere and not fought with each other over stupid bullshit. So far, the night was going just the way I had hoped it was going to; I treated her to dinner and then took her to a movie at the local mall. 

After the movie, we drove across the mall parking lot to Wal-Mart, which was a 24/hour location, so it was open pretty' late. We were walking around the store she was doing a little bit of shopping while I was just glancing at certain things in different spots.

I was pushing the shopping cart while Jennifer walked a couple inch's in front of me; as we turned the corner at the end of the isle I was surprised when we quite literally bumped right into Lauren, who was quite happy to see me.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect to see you here," she said giving me a huge hug. I laughed and hugged her back, naturally noticing the nasty glare I was getting from Jennifer. 

"Yeah, we were out for the night and came here; doing a little bit of shopping. Oh uh...Lauren, this is my girlfriend Jennifer." 

I figured it was best to get the introductions out of the way and maybe if I did then Jen would cool down just a bit. Who' was I kidding; of course, she wouldn't' cool down. 

Lauren and Jennifer shook hands, but I could sense the tension between the both of them; it was weighing heavily in the air right in front of me. I knew already that neither one of them liked the other and' I was almost guaranteed to catch some shit about being friends with Lauren once we were away from her. She was sizing my friend up and down trying not to show her discontent, but it wasn't' working; I knew it was there and I think Lauren did too. 

"Well uh...I think I should get going," Lauren said.

"Yeah I uh...I'll see you tomorrow morning?"

"Same time same place," she smiled as she walked away. She stopped though and turned around to say something else. "Oh, and when we're done I'll give you back that game you lent to me the other day. I beat it already," and with that she headed off out of sight. 

I sighed and started pushing the cart down the next isle and Jennifer was extremely quiet. I was waiting for it, but it never came. Not when I expected it anyway, 

We paid for all the stuff we had bought and made our way back out to the car loading it all into the trunk and as soon as we got into the vehicle and I started up the engine, that's' when she finally spoke up.

"So who the hell was that and what did you mean you will see her tomorrow?"

I sighed as I pulled out of our parking spot and started driving away from the mall. "She's a friend," I said. "Sort of like a jogging partner. I met her down the park a few months ago, and ran into her again recently and we started jogging together."

"Just jogging; I didn't realize you could play video games and jog at the same time." 

Now I was getting annoyed; we had, had an otherwise very nice night and now we were fighting again. I did not blame Lauren for it though, by all means I should be' allowed to be friends with anyone, even if it happened to be another girl. It wasn't' like I was sleeping with her behind Jennifer's back, so there was no reason for her to be acting this way. 

"What's the problem," I demanded, my anger showing in the tone of my voice. 

"The problem is you, jogging and playing video games with another girl!"

"Why can't I have female friends," I asked. "You have more guy friends then you have girl friends. You don't hear me getting all jealous about you hanging out with Jay all the time," I said referencing one of her closest friends. 

Truth was I always suspected something had happened at one point between the two of them, but I had never said anything. I had no proof, and until and unless I could find proof, I wasn't' going to put up with an argument over some stupid jock trying to get in my girls pants. 

"Please...I saw the way she looked at you," she spat. I looked over at her, my confusion shining in my eyes and she laughed, shaking her head. 

"She's obviously attracted to you; are you that fucking blind?" 

"So what...a crush isn't anything serious. It's not like I would do anything,"

"How can I trust that?"

I stopped at a red light and leaned back into my seat becoming increasingly annoyed with the situation. 

"If you don't trust me, how can I trust you?" I asked angrily. 

"I would never cheat on you; Lauren is my friend. A good friend who just so happens to be a girl,"

"Hah, yeah I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Now that made very little sense what the' hell did she mean by that? The red light changed and I leaned on the gas and started driving again.

"What do you mean by that," I asked curiously. 

She looked over at me as though she were shocked that I did not get the reference. When she was certain I didn't' understand what she meant, she laughed and again shook her head, looking out her window at the traffic next to us. 

"What," I repeated.

"Lauren doesn't look very...feminine."

"How so,"

"You haven't noticed? Yeah, she sounds like a girl, but there is just something about her I...can't' really say for sure. Something about her just seems a little more' manly then woman like."

I started laughing and she snorted obviously annoyed that I wasn't' taking her seriously; but how could she expect me to take her serious? How could she honestly expect to make such an accusation and not earn a laugh in' response. Of course' I did not take her seriously; Lauren just did not look like a man to me, and I didn't' see what Jennifer was trying to say. She looked just as feminine to me as any other woman so what was she trying to get at.

"Jenny...don't you think your being a little crazy here? I mean...I don't' know. Lauren seems as much like a girl as you or your friends. You think she's a dude just because she likes to play video games?"

"No, it's not that; you want the truth? For one thing, she has a lump in her throat the size of a knuckle. Only men have Adams-apples Tyler; you're fucking stupid if you don't see that."

"That's all you're going by?"

"You want more? Okay, fine; how about the fact that as feminine as she' does sound, her voice is a little tiny bit deeper than most women."

This was getting stupid now, and I was ready to end this conversation. It wasn't' going anywhere and I still wasn't seeing any valid proof on her end, or any good reason that I should believe that there was even a possibility that Lauren might not be a real woman. 

"Whatever," I said very annoyed with her. "This is just you being your typical jealous self. I'm not going to keep fighting about it with you."

"Right, okay; whatever you say Tyler. Just don't come complaining to me, when you find out your new jogging partner has a dick bigger than yours and that she wants to stick it up your bum."

I sensed a bit of sarcasm in her voice that time, and honestly, I couldn't' help but crack a smile even though I knew she was still being bitchy. I dropped her off at her apartment then made my way home, where I watched TV for a little while then called it a night. I wanted to be able to get up early in the morning so I could get myself ready for my jog through the park with Lauren. 

I woke the following morning at 5:30am, rolled out of bed and started getting dressed. After fixing myself a quick breakfast and pounding down a glass of Orange Juice, I slipped on my sneakers and was out the door. I ran down the path into the park and met with Lauren by the first overpass right where we always met in the mornings. We did a few simple stretches then started' running nice and slow at first, picking up speed as we moved.

"So," Lauren said as we ran. "I wanted to apologize for last night...I shouldn't have come over to talk with you. I should have known that was her and I should have stayed away. So I'm sorry for any arguments I may have caused."

"It's alright," I said sincerely. "She'll get over it."

"Does that mean she did get pissed?"

"Of course," I laughed. "But I don't really care; she couldn't come up with a valid point during that entire argument, and eventually I just shut her out."

Lauren laughed as I told her most of the things that had been' said during our argument together. I left out the part about her thinking she was really a man though; I had no reason to believe such a thing, so why upset her over something that I was positive was a load of shit. 

About halfway through our run, we came to a stop for a quick break. We sat down on a bench like usual and shared a large bottle of water that I had brought along with me that morning. After about half an hour of sitting on the bench and cooling down under' the shade of the trees' Lauren stood up and stretched. 

"I have to piss," she said and we both laughed. She turned around and smiled at me and I took in the beauty of her smile for a long moment but then something took me off guard. Maybe it was the way the light hit her face but looking closely I could see the Adams-apple that Jennifer had been talking about. I could also see a few manly features, yet she still looked more feminine than anything'...what the' hell was I thinking.

"I really have to go," she said. "Watch out for me please?"

"Sure," I replied shrugging it off as she walked over behind a bunch of trees and other vegetation. I stood up and walked out into the middle of the path where I stood, looking back and forth down both sides of the path to see if anyone was coming. 

I glanced back into the woods to try and' get some idea as to whether or not Lauren was almost finished; I couldn't' see her though. Finally, she stepped out from behind a tree and looked like she was fixing herself up a bit; but something seemed a bit off. I looked closer and my cheeks flushed, I would have turned away right away as she apparently had yet to pull her pants up, but what really caught me off guard was what I saw dangling between her legs. 

My eyes could not believe it, but Lauren actually looked like she had a penis swaying back and forth between her legs. I turned quickly and acted as though I had not seen a thing, and a few seconds later, I felt a hand on my shoulder, startling me. I turned around and there she was smiling at me, seeming to be just a little out of breath.

"Sorry I took a little longer then I thought," she said. "Ready to go,"

"Uh...y-yeah, sure,"

We started running again and as we did, I tried my best to register what I had seen a few minutes ago. By the time we reached the end of our route and turned around to start running back to where we started, I had come to the' conclusion that my eyes had not been fooling me. I knew what a penis looked like, I had one myself after all; I just could not believe it though. 

Jennifer had been right all along, Lauren really was a transsexual. So' what if she was right about the rest. What if Lauren really did like me more than just a friend, What if she really did want to' bend me over and stick that big cock up my ass? I felt sick to the stomach and had to stop running for a moment as I feared that I may' end up emptying the contents of my stomach.

Lauren stopped running and turned around to look at me with concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah...I just feel kind of sick,"

She walked over to me and started rubbing my back as I leaned over expecting to vomit at any given second; somehow' though, the feeling of her hand on my back was soothing and brought a sense of comfort to my mind.

"You alright,"

"Yeah..."

"You must have overheated a little. We're' not even near your exit, but we are kind' of close to my apartment from here. Do you want to get off here and head back to my place with me? You can cool off and I'll' get you some water. Plus, I can give you back that game."

I was a little hesitant at first, but I shrugged it off and agreed and before I knew it, we were heading up to the main road and walking to her apartment. It was only about a fifteen' minute walk from the exit we had come out of the park through; we were there in no time flat. Once we got upstairs to her place, she fixed me a glass of water as promised and I sat down on the chair and started to drink. 

I still could not seem to get the image out of my mind though, it was like' it had been burned into my memory and I wouldn't' be able to erase it no matter how hard I tried. 

I started thinking though, and as I did, I realized that this shouldn't' make a difference to me anyway. So what if Lauren was a transsexual? She...or he was still the same person I had known yesterday. I didn't' know if she wanted to be more then my friend, or if she wanted to fuck me, but I realized I should not really care about any of that anyway.

Should I tell her that I knew though; should I tell her what I had seen. Would she get angry at' me for peaking, or would she back off in shame and embarrassment? I hoped not, as I saw no real reason for her to feel ashamed and I certainly did not want to upset her over something like that. 

I think she kind' of already knew something was up though, as she sat down next to me and gave me that look that said she knew.

"What's wrong," she asked. That confirmed that she was on to me and there was no getting around it, because I knew how she was and I knew she would hound me until I cracked and told her about whatever was bothering me.

"I uh...don't want you to get mad at me for this; but, I may have kind of seen...something...when you were fixing your pants back in the woods earlier."

Her face became one of shock and worry as she looked away and her cheeks turned beat red; I waited for her to say something, but when she did not I figured I should speak up before she got the wrong impression. 

"I'm not angry," I said. "I mean...you should be angry, but if your thinking that I'm like grossed out or anything like that I'm not at-"

"I'm sorry," she cut me off. "I should have told you; it was wrong of me not to."

"No, no it's okay really!"

She stood up and walked over to the entertainment center and grabbed what I figured was the game I lent to her. She handed it to me and sighed, before walking to the door and opening it then glancing back at me. 

"You can leave," she said. "I don't want to ruin anything between us."

I stood up and sighed, walking towards her. She must have thought I was just going to walk right out like' she wanted me to do; she obviously had no idea what kind of a man I really was. I wouldn't' be an asshole like that, there was no way I would leave her with the impression that I hated her for who she was. Instead of walking out the door I wrapped my arms around her slim body and pulled her into my arms, hugging her close; I could tell she was shocked by the way' her body froze up in my embrace.

"W-what are you doing," 

"I told you...I don't hate you. I'm not mad at you; it's okay."

She sighed and leaned into my embrace as I continued to hold her. By now' she had gotten the point, that I really was okay with what I had seen and was not going to hold it against her in any way. She could relax now,

As I held her though I felt her tighten her arms around me; first I thought nothing of it, and simply continued to hold her. Then she leaned up though and kissed me on the lips and as taken' back as I was I was more shocked to find myself returning the kiss. It did not take long before we were locked in a passionate kiss, our lips blending' together and our tongues battling one another for dominance. 

The kiss broke, our lips separated as she pushed me against the wall and the next thing I knew she was sucking on my neck. Biting, licking and' sucking and my cock was becoming hard as a rock at the sensations rolling up and down my spine from the feeling of her lips against my skin. 

I was about to lose control and give myself over to her completely; but I caught myself and pulled away from her, startling her. She looked up at me confused, then she must have realized it and she turned away trying to hide the tears.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I just...I can't...not like this."

She knew what I meant; she knew as bad as things were between Jennifer and I, I just could not bring myself to cheat on her like this. Maybe Jennifer and me' were not meant to be together, and maybe we would wind up splitting up sooner or' later; but it was still wrong for me to do something like this. 

"Lauren I-"

"No it's okay; I understand."

I sighed, and she smiled at me then motioned for me to sit down on the couch but I could see in her eyes, she would understand if I chose to leave. I decided to stay and just try to act as if this had not happened. I sat down on the couch and she sat down next to me; I could feel the tension coming from her and I cleared my throat trying to lighten the mood.

"So uh...t-tell me about...you...and your transition?"

"Well...there's not a lot to say. I'm' not post-op obviously. I'm' not exactly planning for surgery either though so I guess you would call someone like me a non-op transsexual. It's' a transsexual woman who chooses not to have sexual reassignment surgery; the reasons can vary. For me it's' the risk factors. I know that one of the biggest risks' of the surgery is loss of feeling down there, and a lot of the time, it's' hard to ever have an orgasm again. I guess I would rather just live with what I have then take' the chance of losing feeling."

"I can understand that," I agreed. 

We continued talking about it and she went on to explain to me that she use to be a boy named Jimmy. Jimmy knew from the time he was a child that he was not' meant to be a boy, and throughout his teen years he use to dress up a lot. 

It wasn't' until his mid twenties though when Jimmy finally started living as a full-time woman and even went as far as legally changing his name to Lauren. She had lost a' lot of her old friends and some of her family members had cut her out for her decision, but it was something she had managed to get past with enough time.

By the end of our conversation' I was amazed at how strong and brave Lauren really was; I felt bad for having pushed her away earlier. Like it might have really hurt her or something, but I couldn't' bring myself to cheat on Jennifer although I was certain she had already done so to me.

It was getting late now, and I figured it best if I made my way home. Lauren walked me to her door and' we exchanged a hug before saying our goodbyes and I was on my way. We agreed not to talk about the kiss we had shared and to try as hard as we could not to let it come between us and ruin our friendship. The only problem was though, that the entire way home I could not stop thinking about what we had done together. 


Jogging Partners Ch. 02



I kept thinking about how beautiful she was, even though I knew what she had between her legs. I kept thinking about the kiss and how good her lips had felt pressed up against my skin; how easy it had been for her to arouse me. It wasn't' until I got home and looked in the bathroom mirror that I realized she had left quite a large hickey on my neck that I was pretty sure was going to be damn near impossible to hide from Jennifer. I decided just to play it off like it were a bruise and hope she'd' fall for it somehow. That was unlikely, but there was no other excuse' I could provide that would be more convincing.

When I got up the next morning, I stumbled through the apartment still feeling rather drowsy; I emptied my bladder then proceeded to take a hot shower before making myself some breakfast.

I was sitting on the couch playing Xbox when the phone rang; sighing, I stood up and walked over to grab the phone putting it up to my ear. 

"Hello,"

"Tyler?"

It was Mr. Shay, my landlord'; I couldn't' think of any reason he would be calling me, he never called. "Uh yeah, how are you Mr. Shay?"

"I'm good Tyler...how are' you,"

"I'm not bad."

"Glad to hear it; listen, I'm calling you to let you know that you're going to have to vacate the complex within the next thirty days."

I froze; I looked around at my surroundings trying to take in what he had just said to me, but I could not understand why. What had I done wrong? Nothing' that I knew of. I paid my rent every month on time all the time, I wasn't' a loud neighbor, I kept the place in good condition; what was this about. 

"I don't understand; what's the problem?"

"Well actually, it's nothing you did son. As you know, the complex you live in is a duplex...I own my own house out in Jersey and I also' own the duplex. I can't afford to keep paying taxes and such on the complex and so I'm going to have to sell."

I understood now, but it was still a bit of a blow to the gut; I had thirty days to find another place to live. I knew from previous experience looking for apartments that the places in this neighborhood were not cheap, in fact finding the apartment I was in right now had just been a stroke of luck really. So' the chances of me finding another apartment cheap enough that I could afford were pretty slim; what the fuck was I going to do?

When I hung up the phone with Mr. Shay, I plopped down on the couch and started trying to think about how I was going to handle this situation. A knock at my door broke my train of thought and I stood up walking to the door to see who it was. I unlocked it and opened it, and my eyes went wide as I realized it was Jennifer standing on the other side of the door with a big smile on her face. 

"Hey sweetie," she said giving me a kiss on the lips. 

"Hi...uh, what's up,"

"Nothing, I just thought I'd stop by and see if you wanted to...is' something wrong? You look pale as a ghost."

"Yeah...no I uh...I just got a bit of bad news." 

"What is it?" I was surprised, but Jennifer actually seemed genuinely concerned.

"Mr. Shay just called...he's selling the building. I have thirty days to find a new place to live."

"Oh shit," she said. "Well...you could come live with me; I mean, we've been together long enough anyway, right?" 

I smiled and took a deep breath then exhaled. 

She had a point, but I was just glad to see her actually showing me a little bit of love and moral support unlike how she normally behaved. We started discussing what we were going to do and agreed that I would start preparing' to move; I would move in with her in ten days and in the mean time I would spend all of my time packing my belongings. I walked out into the kitchen to get myself a glass of milk, still talking about our new intentions as I moved about my business.

As I stood in front of the fridge pouring the glass of milk, Jennifer came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me and started running her hand over my cock. She rubbed my package through the fabric of my pants and I could feel myself starting to get hard and very horny to. 

I set the glass of milk down on the counter and turned around leaning back against the fridge as she smiled into my eyes. She leaned in and kissed me passionately, grinding against me and I was really getting excited now.

She dropped down to her knees and unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock and wrapping her lips around it; I groaned at the feeling of her warm mouth. It wasn't' often that she was willing to sacrifice a blowjob to make sure I was happy, so when she did I always loved it quite a bit. I ran my hands through her hair and moaned as she started taking me deeper into her mouth to the back of her throat. 

I was getting ready to cum' now and she must have sensed it, because she stopped what she was doing and came up to kiss me on the lips.

"You like that baby?"

"Oh fuck yeah,"

"Good...I want you to fuck me now, okay?"

I had no problem with that. I started tearing off her clothes before picking her up and carrying her down the hallway towards my bedroom. As I carried her' we were' locked together by the lips. She started tugging at my shirt and I stopped kissing her so she could pull my t-shirt off and throw it to the floor. 

I threw her onto the mattress and climbed on top of her, kissing her all over and then sucking on her tits. With a little help, I slid out of my pants and she shoved me onto my back climbing on top of me and shoving her ass in my face. She wrapped her lips around my cock again and started going down on me in my favorite position, 69. 

As I got more and more into it though, I spaced out and started daydreaming. Instead of Jennifer, I saw myself in bed with Lauren, still in 69 with her beautiful ass right up in my face and her cock and balls inch's from my mouth. I felt my cock harden at the image in my mind's eye and I could feel myself getting close again. She stopped sucking, my daydream ending as she turned around and grabbed' my dick, guiding it into her. 

Up and down, she bounced up me, riding me and calling my name in pleasure for a good three minutes before we both reached our peak at about the same time. She collapsed on top of me exhausted, and we lay like that for a long time before she pushed herself up to give me a kiss then got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. 

"That was pretty hot right," she called out to me from the bathroom. 

"Yeah," I replied. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower while she cleaned herself up. I climbed in under the hot water and sighed as it washed over my body. 

"Oh, and don't think I didn't notice that hickey."

There it was; I had forgotten all about the love mark that Lauren had left the night before while we had gotten' carried away together. 

"Uh...I can...explain," 

"Don't bother," she said pulling the curtain back and climbing in under the hot water with me. "I bet I know who left it to; but it's okay. Just don't do it again,"

She kissed me and I tried to just forget about it and accept that for whatever reason Jennifer was being forgiving; but for some reason as we stood under the shower water making out I could not help but feel like I was kissing the devil.

When Jennifer left a few hours later, I plopped down on the couch and all I could think about was Lauren. 

I did not know what was wrong with me, but I couldn't' stop think about how we had crossed that line the night before. We had agreed to forget about it, and I had gone on to have sex with my girlfriend like normal, but I couldn't stop thinking about Lauren; what did all of' this mean? Having sex with your girl and fantasizing that it's' really a man who wants to be a woman. 

Was I gay or was this all just a load of confusion.

I only knew that I was moving out of this apartment and moving in with Jennifer. I had nowhere else to go. I still loved her and I was hoping that maybe we could work out the complications that had come up in our relationship over time; maybe there was still a chance for us.

Or' maybe I would be giving up something else that had the potential to be better.



Jogging Partners Ch. 03



I had finally moved into the apartment with Jennifer; it had taken a few days to move all of my stuff out and into her place. We had to use A U-Haul truck, and I really had gotten lucky that a friend of mine was willing to help pay for the truck, because otherwise I would have been shit' out of luck. In any case, I was officially' moved into the apartment now, thank god. Things had actually been somewhat okay with Jennifer and I' since I moved in, to my own surprise and to Lauren's as well. 

She still seemed okay with me venting to her; in fact, she encouraged it really. I knew she liked me, how could I not know when she had straight up kissed me that day and left a hickey on my neck. So' I guess I had sort of half expected her not to want to hear anything about Jennifer anymore; but instead she was still being very' supportive.

However, the one thing I did have to complain about with Jennifer was she was still being very clingy. We weren't' arguing as much anymore, but she still seemed to have a hard time with me jogging through the park with Lauren and wanting to play video games. I was doing the best I could to ignore it; but it was really getting on my nerves. 

I still jogged with Lauren every morning anyway, I wasn't' going to let her stop me from doing the one thing I really enjoyed besides games. Besides, I was really keeping in shape doing it too. 

The summer was drawing to' an end though and the hotter weather was beginning to lessen quite a bit as fall quickly approached. Around the start of October, Jennifer had suggested to me that we start riding our bikes down the park instead of jogging like' we had been doing since we first met. I liked the' idea but I had not owned a bike in a pretty' long time. The last one I had was back in my teen years and it broke when I accidently crashed it one day while I had gotten' stuck outside in a thunderstorm.  

I put some money together though, since I had a good chunk leftover from my last paycheck and bought a brand new bike. Bring on the first real argument Jennifer and I had experienced since before I moved in with her. I rolled the bike into the apartment the day I bought it and set it against the wall before heading into the bathroom to relieve my bladder. When I came back out there' she was standing right beside the damn thing, hands on her hips staring at me with eyes like daggers.

"What's the problem," I asked cautiously.

"What is this?"

Sighing I sat down on the couch feeling a little irritated with her. "Well Jennifer; I don't know. It looks like a bike to me, what do you think?" Lately, the few times she had been giving me a hard time I had actually been copping an attitude with her. Some of my friends had been surprised the first time they saw it happen; in the past, I would always just let it slide and let her yell at me for however long she wanted. 

Now, I still wasn't' exactly standing up for myself; but at least I was not just lying down and taking it from her. 

"You don't have to be an asshole about it," she responded angrily. I ignored her now and stood up, walking out to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I came back out, sat down again and turned on the Xbox. 

"You never answered my question Tyler,"

"Are you serious? C'mon, its' a damn bike; what's it matter?"

"Why do you need a bike?"

Now I was getting pissed off and really starting to lose my patience. 

"It's for the park Jen; Lauren and I decided to start riding bikes instead of jogging now that the falls coming. Just figured it would be a change from what we've been doing since we first met months ago."

She shook her head and sat down across from me. There was that familiar scowl on her face that always pissed me off; I could not deal with this right now, I just wasn't' in the right mood. I stood up shut off the Xbox and started walking towards our bedroom. 

"Where are you going," she asked following me down the hall. 

Was she serious? Why was she being so much worst today than usual? Especially' when we had gone a few weeks, without having any serious arguments aside from a few little disagreements here and there. 

"I'm going to lie down,"

"Don't be like that," she said sounding annoyed. "I have the right to ask." 

"Why? It's' not your money that I spent; it was mine. We don't' have a joined bank account or anything like that, so I should be able to do whatever I want with my money."

"I know I'm sorry okay; I just wanted to know. You've' been spending a lot of time with Lauren lately and I-"

"What Jen, huh; what's new about that? I've' been hanging out with Lauren for months now, we're not doing anything okay?"

She was silent for a moment and I leaned against the door frame leading into our bedroom. She smiled and leaned in close giving me a kiss on the lips. I kissed her back and pulled her into my arms; here I was again, kissing the devil after she'd' just been antagonizing the hell out of me. What was wrong with me anyway, I wondered. Our kissing became more passionate and soon we were in our bed together, clothes gone of' course and she was giving me a blowjob. 

They'd' become a bit more frequent when we had sex ever since the hickey incident; it was safe to assume she knew it was from Lauren. That was of course why she had been so much more' clingy to me lately, but I was surprised she had not reacted worst then she had when she found it that day. Just a simple "don't do it again," and that was that. 

I groaned as she climbed on top of me and started riding me; I shut my eyes and leaned my head back slipping into one of my daydreams. They had become quite common during sex lately; it was at a point now where it was almost natural for me to fantasize during sex that it was actually Lauren riding my cock and moaning for me. Of course, it wasn't' and of course Jennifer had no idea; but it didn't' matter any way. 

Just a few months ago while we were fucking she had shouted out some random guys' name and had refused to tell me who the hell he was when I questioned her on it; I eventually gave up realizing that I was never going to get an answer from her. 

I could feel myself getting close to my orgasm as she continued riding me now and in my mind's eye I saw Lauren moving up and down on my cock, moaning and grunting, her tits bouncing up and down and her own big fat cock flopping against my stomach every time she brought herself down on me. Finally, I grabbed hold of Jennifer's hips and with a grunt I felt myself explode, filling the latex condom wrapped around my dick with semen. 

She rolled off' of me as soon as both our orgasms had subsided, I removed the condom and disposed of it before we both lay down and started drifting off. 

I was exhausted now; a good night of sleep would do me good I thought. Jennifer laid her head on my chest and I sighed annoyed with her.

"What's wrong," she asked.

"Nothing," I lied.

"Oh c'mon; what the hell is the problem Tyler?"

"Nothing," I said sitting up and running a hand through my hair. "I'm just getting tired of the fighting all the time and then we have our usual makeup sex and everything is supposed to be A-Ok after that. It's old now Jen; we have issues." I couldn't' believe I had just said any of that; what the' hell was wrong with me? I was going to hear it now I thought.

"Why, because I'm so controlling right,"

"Yeah, I hate to say it but that's exactly the problem. I mean we've' been okay for a few weeks, but tonight proved to me nothing is going to change really. We need to find a way to fix this Jen; or we're not going to be together for too much longer." 

I could hardly believe that I had managed not to sugarcoat anything with her just now; I'd' never done that before. But' I was actually very proud of myself, and I was sure Lauren would be to. Jennifer rolled over, sulking and buried her face in her pillow; before long I could hear the sounds of her soft snoring and realized she had drifted off. I sighed and turned over, ready to sleep myself. I wanted to forget about this fight, and just rest. 

The next morning, I woke in my bed to find myself alone; Jennifer must have left for work already. I didn't' have to be in until late that afternoon, so today I would spend a few hours hanging out with Lauren. I got out of bed and took a quick shower before toweling off and putting on some fresh clothes. 

I grabbed my brand new bike and excited to test it out, made my way out of the apartment building and started riding down to the nearest entrance to the park. 

About halfway down the path, I could see Lauren off in the distance standing next to her own Blue and Red Mountain Bike. I pulled up alongside her and touched my feet to the ground, stopping the bike in place and smiled at her. 

"I see you found a nice one," she said smiling at me.

"Yeah; not that expensive either. I only paid around a hundred for it,"

"Wow that's not bad at all...ready?"

I nodded and she hopped up on her own bike securing her helmet to her head and about a minute later, we were off, heading straight down the steep path into the woods and onto the main path. As we rode, we talked like' we always use to do when we would jog; I realized there wasn't' much of a difference really. Except of course that instead of being on our feet, we were on bike, and I found that I seemed to get tired a bit slower then I would if I had been jogging like usual. Maybe this was a better idea than I originally thought it was going to end up being.

"So how's Jennifer," she asked as we reached the halfway point of our regular route. I sighed, thinking back to the argument we'd' had the night before and how we'd' resorted to the typical makeup sex. 

"I think she's back to her normal self," I said. 

"We had our first big fight since before I moved in, last night. Settled it with some good old' fashioned makeup sex and then we both fell asleep; she already left for work when I woke up this morning. I'm still a little annoyed with her though so I'm kind of glad she was gone by the time I got up today."

"I didn't think it would last long," Lauren admitted. 

"Well I stood up to her anyway; told her how I feel. That she's to controlling and I'm sick of it and that she needs to change."

She looked at me surprised and stopped her bike cold in her tracks. I stopped a few feet ahead of her and backed up until we were right alongside each other. 

"You're serious," she asked almost looking like she was going to laugh. I nodded my head and she put the breaks' on her bike got off and came over to me to give me a huge hug. I laughed as she threw her arms around me and she backed away a few seconds later. 

"I'm proud of you,"

"Thanks; me too actually, but I don't think it's going to change much."

"Well at least she knows now; you gave her a warning."

We continued riding our bikes down the path until we had reached the end, at which point we turned around and started riding back to the entrance we had come in through'. When we got there, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways as I rode back to the apartment to get ready for work. I was going to need another shower as I had really worked up quite a sweat.

Lauren's POV

As I rode back to my house I couldn't' stop thinking of how proud I really was of Tyler for standing up against that bitch; of course I wouldn't call her that in front of him. I knew he loved her but I also knew how frustrated he was and I knew how much of a bitch she was. I didn't' like Jennifer at all, and I had always known sooner or' later Tyler would get the courage to speak up with her. I was very proud indeed, But also a bit sad; what if she listened. What if Jennifer somehow miraculously changed her ways and everything between the two of them' suddenly got good?

Then there would be no hope for the two of us ever being together. I realized though, that was something I would have to come to terms with sooner or' later. I did not want to ruin their relationship I wasn't' that kind of a person. I just knew that I really cared a lot about Tyler; I would give anything to be with him. I would give anything to see him happy to though, and for whatever reason may be, Jennifer made him happy. 

So I wasn't' going to try and' intervene; but god damn it if she ever hurt him; I knew I would kill her.

Tyler's POV

I got home from work that night around eleven o'clock. Jennifer was still awake waiting for me on the couch when I got in the door and as soon as I did, she asked how my day went. We talked for a little while then made our way into the bedroom to call it a night; we were both pretty' tired.

The next couple of weeks everything seemed to be spiraling out of control. We were still arguing and it was pretty' obvious that nothing I had said to Jennifer that night had made much of a difference. She was acting just like her usual self and I was getting really annoyed. 

It was a Thursday afternoon when she came home from work and I was sitting on the couch playing Xbox. This particular day, she walked in the front door and the moment she saw me on the couch I knew she was going to pick a fight; I was of course one hundred percent right. 

"Don't you get fucking sick of this game shit; I'm fucking sick of it,"

I sighed and ignored her but she continued rambling on, stomping about the apartment and slamming things down on the counter and soon her rambling turned into yelling.

"God damn it, listen to me!" she shouted.

"What? What the fuck is the problem Jennifer," I snapped. "What the hell does it matter if I want to play a few games or not; I worked all god damn night, came home and slept a few hours and now I'm playing a couple games. That's not a big god damn deal," 

"Why are you yelling at me?"

"You yelled at me first," I shouted back. I stood up and shut off the game system; here we go I thought to myself as she started screaming back at me like' I figured she would. After about five minutes of it I decided I had, had enough; I wasn't' going to sit here and keep arguing like this. 

I had the night off from work and I wanted to enjoy myself without having to fight her. I grabbed my shoes and put them on before grabbing my cell phone and keys and heading for the door; I was getting out of here now.

"Where are you going," she demanded.

"Out...probably to Laurens. Since I can't play video games here I'll play them there,"

"Oh yeah, I'm sure you'll play video games,"

I slammed the door on her ignoring that last sentence and made' my way out of the apartment building, dialing Lauren's phone number as I walked. The phone rang about three times before I heard the clicking sound of her picking up. 

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me."

"Hey...what's the matter?"

"Nothing I uh...had an argument with her again. Mind if I come over to play some games?"

"No of course not; but...are you okay?"

I sighed into the phone, shrugging it off and replied, "Yeah, I'll be fine." I hung up the phone and hopped on my bike riding as quickly as I could to Lauren's place. 

When I arrived at her apartment, she was waiting at the front door for me. I chained up the bike next to hers and followed her upstairs to her apartment, where she already had the Xbox set up and a glass of Mountain Dew waiting for me on the coffee table. I laughed and sat down on the couch and she took a seat alongside of me smiling the whole time. 

"So you're alright, right?"

"Yeah," I said. "Just...I have off tonight. I didn't' want to argue with her tonight, I just wanted to kick back and relax you know? She just had to start with me though like she always does."

"I'm sorry," Lauren' said grabbing her controller and handing me mine. 

We dropped the conversation and started playing a few games together. By around six o'clock' we ordered a pizza and took a break to talk about the argument I'd' had before coming to her apartment. There wasn't' much to tell of course since I had walked out about three minutes into the fight. I just explained that she had gotten pissed off at me for playing Xbox and I hadn't' liked it so I walked out.

"Tough day at work?" she asked as I finished explaining. I laughed, wondering if maybe that was actually the problem. I really couldn't' say for sure though naturally, because you just never knew when it came to Jennifer.

"I don't know," I said. "Just the usual bullshit I suppose. Not a clue what crawled up her goddamn ass. Oh, and she used the 'You're sleeping with Lauren,' card again."

Lauren started laughing as she stood up and walked out into the kitchen to put our plates in the sink from dinner. She loved when Jennifer said stuff like that it always made her laugh to hear about how she thought her boyfriend was sleeping with a transsexual. In truth, it really did make Lauren laugh, while Tyler always thought she was laughing just to hide the anger.

"Wow, you know she just never quits does she," she said as she sat back down next to me again, leaning against the left end of the couch and smiling at me from her spot.

"Yeah I don't know...doesn't matter though. I have to head home now, it's getting late and I do have work tomorrow so I should get some rest."

"You sure,"

"No, but I have to." 

Lauren walked me to the door and gave me a hug goodbye; I really didn't' want to leave. I knew the offer was always on the table for me to spend the night if I wanted to, but all my stuff was back at Jen's so I really could not stay. 

"Listen," she said as we stopped in front of the door. "If things get to rough between you guys; I want you to get out of there okay?"

"Right, where am I going to go?"

She held both her arms up in the air with a sarcastic look in her eyes and laughed at me as though she felt that were a pointless question.

"Come here," she laughed. "You know I don't mind; you could stay here as long as you wanted to and I wouldn't complain. Anything's got to be better than having to argue with her every single day right?"

I thought about it for a second; it wasn't' that bad of an idea really. Sure, Lauren was a bit older than I was so we did have a few things that weren't' very in common. After all, she was thirty' one years old. But really, we got along perfectly, we both loved video games despite her age and we never really fought; we'd' be the perfect roommates.

"I'll think about it," I said smiling. "If things blow up I'll let you know,"

She smiled and gave me a really' big hug this time. As she did, I felt something strange. Sort of like an electric charge in my chest and' it was gone as soon as she unwrapped her arms from around me. 

"Text me when you get home,"

"I will," I said as I got on my bike and started riding back to the apartment. 

The whole ride home I tried to figure out in my mind what that odd feeling had been when' she hugged me. I'd' received plenty of hugs from Lauren but that was the first time I had ever felt anything like that when she hugged me. It was strange...but it wasn't' unpleasant. Just something' I found that I really wanted to understand a little better.

When I walked back into the apartment I knew something was out of place but I could not figure out what. I could smell cigarettes as I walked towards the kitchen and when I walked into the kitchen, I found Jennifer sitting at the table smoking a cigarette and holding a beer with one hand. Oh great...she was always a lot harder to deal with when she was drinking, I hated when she drank. Are arguments took a turn for the worst when alcohol was involved,

"What're you doing here?" she asked.

"I live here; I didn't say I was staying out all night. Just that I was going to Lauren's to play some video games."

She snorted and took a drag of her cigarette. 

"I bet you enjoyed that," she said sarcastically. 

That stupid sneer was pissing me off already and so was the slur that she had. I wondered how long she'd' been drinking before I came home. 




Jogging Partners Ch. 03



"Why don't you call it a night," I said calmly, trying not to lose my temper. "Maybe you've had enough,"

"I've had enough, when I say I've had enough damn it," she yelled. She slammed her beer bottle down on the table and glared angrily at me. I shrugged my shoulders and started walking away, but she jumped up and threw her bottle at me. 

It missed by an inch or two smashing into the wall right in front of me. I turned around furious and found her right up in my face jabbing me in the chest with her index finger. 

"You've got some nerve," she slurred.

"Me? You're' the one who threw the bottle at me, you psychotic-"

"Your fucking him aren't' you!"

"Are you kidding me Jennifer? No I'm' not fucking Lauren okay; and for the record of it, he is a she even if she has the same equipment as I do."

"Don't lie to me Tyler," she slurred again. "I know it's true; you're fucking a man, you're gay! Your' doing it just to get back at me for that time I slept with my friend Chris, aren't you?"

"Chris? Jennifer, you told me you slept with him long ago. I already know about that, I forgave you remember. I am not having sex with Lauren and even if I were it wouldn't be to get revenge for what you and Chris did a year ago."

She reached for another glass bottle that was empty and' this time I didn't' move fast enough as she chucked it across the kitchen. It hit me right in the head and shattered and I stumbled backwards grabbing at my forehead in pain. I could feel the warm blood flowing from the cut and the room started to spin around me. 

"Get the fuck out," she screamed at me. 

I had no problem obeying that request; I drew the line when she started hitting me or' throwing harmful objects at me. I grabbed a towel and held it up to the wound as I made my way to the bedroom and started packing a bag. 

I was glad that Lauren had made the offer she made when she did, but I hadn't' expected to have to actually' take her up on it, not this soon anyway. It didn't' matter though, because anywhere was better than here right now. 

When I came back out of the room Jennifer was sitting on the couch smoking another cigarette and I could see she had moved on from beer to a glass full of Jack Daniels. I ignored the sick grin on her face as I walked towards the door and pulled it open, but stopped as I heard her laughing and glanced back at her. 

"Have fun taking it in the bum, faggot."

I shook my head and slammed the door stumbling down the stairs with my suitcase dragging behind me. My head was pounding and everything was still spinning as I made my way outside into the cool night air. 

I reached into my pocket and called Lauren to tell her what had happened; I couldn't' ride my bike when everything was spinning as fast as it was right now.

"Hey," I said as she answered the phone.

"Hey, you home?"

"Yeah but listen; can you come pick me up? I am leaving tonight. I'm probably going to have to go to the ER to."

"The ER; why, what's wrong,"

"I'll explain when you get here, I promise. Just hurry up,"

We hung up and literally' twenty minutes later Lauren pulled up in her car and helped me load my suitcase into the trunk. I showed her the cut on my forehead and told her what had happened; I had to hold her back to keep her from storming into the apartment complex to beat the hell out of Jennifer. 

It was a given that we were going to the Emergency Room though, I was definitely going to need stitches for this. 



Jogging Partners Ch. 04



After we got back from the hospital, Lauren made sure I could get up the stairs alright' as I still felt just a little bit dizzy. The docs had stitched me up pretty good though and for the most part, I felt a lot better. Once we were upstairs, I sat down and she got me a drink and started setting up the couch bed for me to sleep on for the night.

"In the morning, you can move your stuff into the spare bedroom. This is just for tonight since it's so late."

She had a good point, neither of us wanted to unpack or set up the spare bedroom this late at night so sleeping on the couch bed made more sense. Looking at it, it actually looked pretty' comfortable anyway, so I figured why not. Once I was situated, I laid' down and Lauren sat down on the recliner across from me. I had asked her to stay up for a bit with me and' just talk. My head was pounding and I was a bit paranoid about going to sleep since I'd' been hit so damn hard by that bottle. 

"Thanks for letting me move in," I said. She smiled and leaned back in the recliner. 

"It's no problem," she replied happily. "I'd rather see you here then with that psychopathic bitch. I can't believe what she did to you Tyler; you have no idea how bad I want to kill her."

"I know," I said. "I know; but thank you for not killing her. You'd only wind up getting in trouble and I wouldn't want that."

She relaxed and stood up and sat on the edge of the couch bed rubbing my leg. "I'm just glad you're alright," she said relieved. 

We stayed dup for a few hours just talking about different things; we talked about how I had finally reached the end of my patience with Jennifer. I assured her there was no way in hell I was going back to Jen, no matter how hard she would plead with me in the morning once she had sobered up. 

Then we talked about what I was going to do with my new room; since I was helping pay rent, I was' allowed to decorate if I chose to do so. I figured' maybe I would just paint the walls a different color and hang up a few shelves for games and my DVD collection. I also wanted to go back to Jen's to pick up my flat screen TV which' I had brought there in the first place. I figured she would probably give me a hard time over it, but I was taking it back no matter what she said.

Around four am, Lauren decided she was going to bed. I figured by now it should be alright' for me to get some sleep and we said good night to each other before she made her way down the hallway to her room. I lay there staring up at the ceiling for a while, thinking about the events that had transpired today. 

I had gone from living on my own to living with my psycho now ex-girlfriend to living with my best friend who happened to be a transsexual. No one had to know Lauren was transsexual though of course; I worried about Jen using it as some sort of a weapon though.

I shrugged it off, not wanting to worry about such things really. I was going to need some rest for tomorrow when I went back to the apartment to get my TV; I was sure I'd' have quite an argument in store for me when I arrived. Lauren had suggested that I press charges, and of course, when I told the doctors at the ER what happened they called the police who said I should do the same. 

Apparently, even if I was a man, Jennifer's actions were still considered' domestic violence and I had the right to charge her for her moves.

I was definitely contemplating; I knew I was done with her for good. 

I just wasn't' one hundred percent sure whether or not I wanted to go to such extremes. I did have a mild concussion and I was pretty pissed off about it too; I would debate this in the morning though. At least I had something to use against her in the event that she really got' to be persistent tomorrow. 

For now, I just wanted to sleep; sleep felt like a damn good idea. It was time to rest,

In the morning, I woke to an unfamiliar surrounding' and could not seem to recall the events of the previous day. I knew that my head hurt like a son of a bitch and I groaned as I shifted uncomfortably in the bed. I sat up rubbing the side of it and looked around; I knew where I was now, this was Lauren's apartment. Why was I here though? I remembered coming over to play video games. Had I spent the night?

No, I specifically remembered saying goodbye to Lauren going home at some point the previous night. Then, all at once, it came rushing back to me; I had gone home only to find a very drunken Jennifer who turned a bit abusive. I'd' been injured; that was why my head was hurting. Lauren took me to the hospital and I decided to take the offer she had given me to move in with her. I was done with Jennifer.

Now that I had remembered everything from the day before, I sat up on the couch bed groaning and threw my legs over the side of the mattress standing up on shaky feet. I wandered aimlessly down the hallway towards the bathroom with the urgency to relieve my bladder. I stopped in front of the door, not really thinking to knock and turned the doorknob pushing it open. 

My eyes went wide and I jumped in shock then froze as I found Lauren standing completely naked, with one foot on the side of the tub as she dried her legs. We both locked eyes, both of us completely frozen; then I saw it.

Dangling between her legs was her cock; it was the first time I had ever gotten such a close up view, though of course the only other time I had ever seen it at all was that day when she was taking a piss' in the park and I had been standing guard. That was when I first found out she was a transsexual in the first place. Seeing it this close up though, I realized for the first time how big she actually was, and damn she was probably around an inch bigger then' me. 

I snapped out of my trance and looked up from her dick into her eyes and she looked like she was about to crack up laughing at me. 

"I uh...s-s-orry," I said slamming the door shut and quickly moving back down the hallway. A few minutes later, she came strolling out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel smiling at me as I sat on the couch bed. 

"You okay," she laughed. 

"Yeah...I'm fine. Sorry, I should've knocked."

"No it's okay; I should have locked the door."

I chuckled nervously and looked away for a moment or two. 

"I guess uh...I guess we're both going to have to get use to this now right. I mean...I'll have to remember to knock before I walk into the bathroom and you have to remember to lock the door," I laughed finally as the shock wore off. 

Why was I so freaked out in the first place, I'd only been attracted to her for months now since I found out she was a man even before that. So' if I knew she was packing then what else would' I have expected to see down there'

I guess I was more shocked at how big she was then anything; every time I had fantasized about having sex with her or imagined it was here when it was really Jennifer I had always imagined her being a bit smaller than that. Here I come to find she's' definitely a lot bigger then I always 

imagined.

"It's okay, don't sweat it," she said walking into the kitchen and grabbing the gallon of milk from the fridge to take a drink before putting it away. 

"So what's on the agenda for today?"

"Oh...uh; I think I'll go pick up the rest of my stuff. Let her know that the police may be knocking at her door soon if I decide to press charges."

"Sounds good; I'll go with you."

I laughed nervously shaking my head. I wasn't' so sure that was the greatest idea in the world considering I knew how pissed Lauren was at Jen and I knew how badly she wanted to beat the shit out of her. 

"You should wait here," I said. "I don't want anybody getting into any kind of fights."

"No it's fine I won't do anything I promise. If it makes you feel better, I can wait in the car. I just want to make sure you'll be okay there,"

I didn't' want her to have to wait here at home and be worried out of her mind the whole time wondering if Jen was going to try and hurt me again. Better to just bring her along I figured; no harm would occur. I trusted her enough to know she wouldn't' do anything stupid,

"Alright' fine," 

"Great...give me a few minutes to dry off and get dressed and we'll go."

She walked back to her bedroom and started drying off. As I sat there, I couldn't' help but look down the hallway through her bedroom door, which she had forgotten to shut. I could see her standing there by the dresser fishing through her underwear drawer for a pair of panties. A few minutes later, she emerged from her bedroom fully clothed with her hair pulled back into a ponytail and a smile on her face. 

"Ready to go," she asked.

"Yep," I replied. 

We left the apartment and got in her car starting to make our way to Jennifer's place. I was feeling a bit nervous to say the least, hoping she had sobered up enough that she would not try to cause any drama. When we arrived, Lauren parked the car just in front of the door that led up to the apartment and I looked over at her nervously. 

"I'll just be a few minutes,"

"Okay...be careful. Text if anything goes wrong,"

I got out of the car and shut the door behind me walking up to the entrance of the complex and made' my way inside and up the stairs. When I got to Jennifer's door, I pushed it open quickly and walked right in to find the apartment was' trashed and she was still asleep on the couch. 

"Jen," I called to her to wake her up. 

She jumped in surprise and looked up at me then groaned and pushed herself up into a sitting position. Her hair was a mess, and she looked around the apartment as though she was trying to remember the previous night. Then she noticed the stitches on my forehead and seemed quite surprised as she stood up and slowly walked over to me.

"What the hell happened to you," she mumbled. I swatted her hand away and shook my head angrily at her. 

"You happened," 

"W-What,"

"Jen...last night, I came home and you were completely trashed. You flipped out on me and threw two fucking beer bottles at me one of them hit me and busted my head open. You accused me of fucking Lauren and after you threw the bottle at me, you told me to get the fuck out; so I did. Now I'm here to get the rest of my stuff."

She ran a hand through her messy hair and sighed, sitting back down on the couch and I made my way to her bedroom to collect the rest of my things. First, I unplugged the flat screen and carefully carried it out into the living room. "You're taking my TV?" she asked. 

"It's mine," I said back. "I brought it with me; remember?"

"Fuck that," she said jumping up and getting in my face. I wasn't' going to back down easily, and I responded by moving out of her way but she followed me as I tried to make my way to the door with the TV. 

"You're not taking my television with you; that's the end of the story Tyler."

"It's my TV Jennifer, so yes I am taking it with me; listen, the cops told me last night that this was considered domestic abuse. I have the right to press charges for what you did if I want."

"What the fuck do you mean," she asked.

"I mean if you don't want to spend some time in county lockup for throwing a beer bottle at my head last night; you'll get out of my fucking way."

Simple enough I thought; but I was still surprised when she furiously walked away, allowing me to carry the TV right out the door and down the stairs to Laurens waiting car. Once I got it into the back seat I made my way back upstairs to collect the rest of my stuff, only to find it already sitting out in the living room. Jennifer, in a rage, had thrown all of my personal belongings down' the hallway and was still in the process of doing so.

"You're being childish Jen,"

"Shut the fuck up," she yelled back as she came storming out of the bedroom and the next thing I knew she had slapped me hard across the face. The room started spinning; I couldn't' deal with any face blows after the injury I got last night. 

"Well," I said. "You can expect the police at your door sometime today." 

"What; you're serious?"

"No, I'm not fucking joking Jennifer; I'm not taking this shit' from you okay?"

I turned and walked out of the apartment with the rest of my stuff and she came following me down the steps yelling in my ear the entire way down as I tried to maintain my balance. Once I got outside to the car she was still following me screaming at me as I began packing everything into the trunk with Laurens help. Finally, Lauren lost her temper and slammed the trunk shut turning around to look her dead in the eyes.

"Back the fuck up Jen," she said furiously. "You're boyfriends done with you,"

"Yeah because you're stealing him right,"

"Oh shut up," Lauren yelled. "You know damn well why it's over; you put your hands on him and he's not going to sit around and take that shit. It's over Jen, so get the fuck over him."

Lauren and I exchanged glances and I smiled at her, telling her with my eyes that I was thankful she had stepped up to help me. We both pushed past Jennifer and got into the car as Lauren started up the engine. Jen stepped back, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes burning with anger.

"Fuck is she looking at," Lauren whispered. I opened the window as Jen came back over to the car and smiled evilly at the both of us.

"I'm better off without you anyway," she spat before walking back into the apartment and leaving Lauren and us to laugh at her comment. We both knew it was all out of anger and jealousy, she knew she had fucked up and she could not accept that. So instead, she would blame it on me and turn the situation around to make it seem as though it were my fault.

"Let's go," I said. Lauren sighed and pulled out of the parking lot as we made our way back to her place. We stopped off to get something for lunch then drove the rest of the way home.

When we got back to Laurens...our apartment...she helped me carry all the stuff up the stairs and into the spare bedroom, which was now mine. As I sat the TV down on the floor, I turned around and Lauren came over to me to offer a hug. 

I accepted, and when she pulled away, she suddenly looked a bit angry; she had noticed the red mark on my cheek from when Jen smacked me.

"Did she hit you?"

"She slapped me; no big deal though."

"That bitch...she's lucky I wasn't up there to see it."

I laughed as we started unpacking the boxes that I had brought with me and putting everything in places that they would look good. I had no need to bring any furniture with me; the room already had a nice bed a desk and a dresser as well as a nightstand and an entertainment center for my TV. I was set,

I called out of work that night because my head was hurting so badly; I told the manager what was going on and he said everything would be fine if I did not come in for the night. 

I was now' left to sit around with Lauren and try to decide what I was going to do next; I was still unsure whether or not I was going to press charges for the injury I had received. Lauren strongly felt that I should, and when I called my parents to tell them what had happened, they strongly agreed. I was definitely putting a lot of thought into it.

The next morning, I was feeling a little better and so Lauren and I decided to grab our bikes and head down to the park together. It felt good to be out in the fresh October morning air and the breeze hit me and relaxed my muscles as we sped down the bike path. 

"So I'm heading out tonight," Lauren said. 

"Oh yeah; where to,"

"Some Italian Restaurant with this guy' I met last week."

A guy', she was going out on a date; I was a little shocked really. I didn't' say much of anything though, and she must have taken that as a bad sign. 

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing uh...I just didn't know you had a boyfriend,"

"Oh well...I mean we just met. It's not really like that,"

"You don't need to explain; I hope you have fun," I smiled. I was a bit confused because 

considering she had kissed me that one day I had imagined she had feelings for me. 

I guess, I sort of thought that now that I had broken up with Jennifer and moved in with Lauren maybe those feelings would come back up again. Then again, that was months ago; I am sure by now she had moved on, why would she wait around for a dude like me to leave a bitch like Jennifer anyway?

Laurens POV

I felt bad after I told him about the date I was going on that night. I didn't' want him to think I had agreed to go out with this man just to hurt his feelings or something. It wasn't' like that at all, really. Yes, I had feelings for Tyler, I really, really liked him and wanted to be with him; but I didn't' think I could. Even if he had broken up with Jennifer, that did not mean he would go out with me. 

He would probably consider that to make him gay or something; and I was pretty' sure he was far from gay. Sure, we had kissed that one day a few months back and he had known then that I was a transsexual; that didn't' mean much though. I couldn't' go judging the situation just based on a damn kiss. Then again, if Tyler was not interested in me, why did he suddenly seem so quiet now that I had told him I was going on a date tonight?

Maybe I was missing something,  

Tyler's POV

Later that day when we got home from the park, I made my way to the shower to wash up from sweating so much. The hot water felt great on my skin, as I tried to stop thinking about how Lauren was going out with some other guy' tonight. Why should it matter to me; one kiss did not mean that we were dating. So who was I to have an issue with her going out with anybody?

Around seven o'clock, I was sitting on the couch when Lauren came out of her room dressed up all nice and gave me a wink before heading for the door. 

I knew she was on her way downstairs to meet with who-ever she was going out on her date with tonight; I tried not to think about it even still. So instead, I flicked on the TV, ordered a cheese steak from the nearby pizza shop and kicked back to relax for a while. 

The food arrived and' after eating and drinking a couple of beers I was starting to feel pretty' good.

Around 10:30 I' was feeling kind' of drunk. I kept drinking even after I had finished my food and by now' it was starting to kick in full force. I sat around watching TV laughing hysterically; I was always the happy laughing type of guy' when I would drink. That's' what a lot of people liked about me and' why they all loved to hang out at bars and enjoy a few beers with me sometimes. 

The night kept going on and soon with the aid of the alcohol, I had forgotten about everything with Jennifer and' also about Laurens date. I passed out around midnight or so on the couch and was in a pretty' deep sleep when I heard the front door open and slam shut, jarring me from my slumber.

I sat straight up as Lauren walked into the living room; she looked pissed. Groaning, I stood up and followed her into the kitchen where she was pacing back and forth. I was starting to get a little worried now, and the alcohol had worn off so I was able to focus on the fact that something was wrong with my friend and I needed to find out exactly what that was.

"Lauren...what's wrong,"

She leaned against the counter, tapping her foot on the floor and suddenly looked as though she were about to break down and start crying. That's' when I noticed it; on her face, just under her right eye was a bruise, pretty' bad to. I had failed to notice it right away because my eyes were so heavy. 

"Did...did someone hit you?"

"Yes," she said, as the tears finally broke free. "That fucking asshole; he did this,"

I was feeling a little angry now and found myself wanting to hunt this jerk down and beat the fuck out of him real' soon. I did my best to remain calm though, figuring it best if I get the whole story out of her before I do anything. "What happened," I asked. 




Jogging Partners Ch. 04



"Why would he hit you?"

"Because I wouldn't...I wouldn't have sex with him,"

"He...came on to you?"

"Yes...very strongly to. I told him no and he got forceful; I knew what was coming. So' I pushed him off' of me and got out of the car but he followed me and when he caught up he...he hit me. Then he took off,"

I was pretty pissed off by now but just grateful that she was alright' and that he had not forced himself onto her. I surely would have gone looking for the son of a bitch if she'd' told me he had raped her or something like that. Obviously, what she had between her legs did not bother the guy very much if he had been so willing to beat her because she wouldn't' sleep with him.

I got her an ice pack out of the freezer and she held it to her cheek as I poured her a glass of water and she made her way into the living room to sit down.

I handed her the glass of water and she took a sip, leaning back against the soft cushion of the couch and smiled up at me. 

"Thank you," she whispered. I sat down beside her and we were both quiet for a few seconds. I could feel tension in the air; something was wrong. Naturally, but I mean something else; I could tell this was bothering her a lot more than it had bothered me when Jennifer threw that beer bottle at me. Of course' it should bother her, but it was their first date, it should be easy to just' say screw this dude and forget him and the incident as well.

"You know...I always swore I'd never let it happen again with anyone else,"

I looked over at her confused, trying to make sense of what she had just said to me. Then it dawned on me; never let it happen again. This had happened to her before, I realized, with somebody else. I remained silent waiting for her to continue, offering my ear to listen to her pain.

"His name was Mark...we met when I was twenty five. He was the nicest guy' in the world I swear, he treated me like gold. Then we moved in together and he just...changed. He would come home from work and if dinner was not ready he would beat the shit out of me like' it was nothing. If something went wrong at work, I would take the blame. He was a monster,"

"What happened," I asked as I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer trying to comfort her. She sniffled and wiped the tears away.

"I got tired of it; he really went off on me one night. When it was over, I got my stuff together called a friend and left. My friend took me right to the hospital and I pressed charges; they arrested him at our apartment and he was sentenced to five years in prison for domestic abuse."

I now understood why Lauren was so pushy about me pressing charges against Jennifer for throwing the beer bottle at me; she'd' lived with domestic abuse. I had ended it for myself before it got' to out of hand like it had for her and Mark, but it was abuse nonetheless. I couldn't' imagine how horrible she probably felt right now having known it had happened again to her.

Suddenly, Lauren was leaning into my chest sobbing uncontrollably and I had wrapped my arms around her holding her tightly as she cried. I couldn't' stand the sound, I had never heard her cry before, but it was such a terrible feeling. I did not even realize what I was doing until I had done it but I suddenly lifted her head from my chest by the chin and kissed her on the lips. She was shocked but the crying had stopped. 

When the kiss broke she stared at me trying to figure out what to say or what to do; neither of us knew. It didn't' matter though; I simply leaned in close and kissed her again and before I knew it we were in the midst of a full' blown make out session.

As the kissing started to get more passionate we both started to get a bit more touchy feely with one another. A hand up her shirt massaging her breasts, her lips against my neck, biting gently as she also rubbed my cock through my pants. We were both becoming very aroused very fast,

She slid down off the couch suddenly and unzipped my pants whipping out my cock and stroking it to full attention. She smiled up at me as she wrapped her lips around me and took it all the way to the back of her throat, not even gagging once. She proceeded to deep throat me as though she were an expert and I realized as I moaned, that this was the best blowjob I had ever received. 

Up and down, she bobbed her head, taking my cock in and out of her mouth and stroking it at the same time and playing with my balls. I grabbed her by the shoulders and stopped her as I felt myself starting to get close. I pulled her up to her feet and stood up with her, our lips crashing together again. 

I picked her up and carried her down the hallway to her bedroom, carefully tossing her onto the mattress and she laughed as I pulled off my shirt and slipped out of my pants while she started undressing as well.

I climbed onto the mattress with her and removed my boxers, my cock popping out and she slid out of her panties revealing her own huge member. We started kissing again and I slid my hand down her thigh wrapping it around her dick and started slowly pumping. She moaned into the kiss but then jumped as I started kissing my way down her breasts and her belly towards her erection.

"You don't have to," she said. "You cross that line, and you give up a certain level of heterosexuality you know."

I laughed and reached up gently fondling her breasts. "I'm sure," I said. "

I like to please my women orally to; if I don't, then I'm not satisfied."

"Well...curiosity killed the cat, they say."

Wasting no more time, I dove right in wrapping my lips around the head of her cock and making my way down until I had her all the way in my mouth up to the base. She groaned as I started bobbing my head, her dick sliding in and out of my throat and I gagged a few times but was quite successful. 

The taste was different from that of a vagina, naturally, but it was not exactly disturbing to have a cock in my mouth like' I had expected. There also that same aroma I knew from my own lower regions, and as I inhaled it' I felt myself becoming even more aroused. 

"Mm," she moaned. "You sure you've never sucked a cock before; you're too good at this to be a first timer baby."

I groaned in response and she ran her hand through my hair forcing her cock deeper down my throat. After a few minutes of sucking, I could tell her breathing was becoming more erratic and she was starting to moan louder. I felt the head of her shaft swelling up in my mouth and I could taste a drop of pre-cum. 

She was getting close I realized, and so I picked up the pace and started running my tongue up and down the length of her shaft as well as licking and sucking her big balls to. 

Finally, she grabbed a handful of my hair and crammed her dick down my throat and yelled out in pleasure as she exploded, shooting her cum down' my gullet and I swallowed it all.

Her cum did not have much of a flavor to it really, if I had to give it a label I would say it was a little salty, but not bad. I licked her head clean and came up to give her a kiss on the lips and she giggled as I did.

"That felt...incredible,"

"Good," I replied. "I want it to feel good."

"So...what else do you want to do?"

I smiled and stood up motioning for her to turn over and she got the point and obeyed happily pointing her beautiful ass out towards me. I gave it a light smack and she laughed; I felt my dick throbbing now and I knew I had to fuck her soon. I was so horny I couldn't' wait any longer.

"Here," she said handing me a bottle of Astroglide Lube and I quickly applied some to both my cock as well as her asshole. I set the bottle down on the pillow making sure the cap was' shut tight, and then returned my attention to her ass. I grabbed hold of my cock and pressed the head against her tight entrance, guiding my way into her and she moaned as I did. Inch by inch, I pushed my cock deep into her asshole until I was balls deep inside. 

I groaned at the feeling; her asshole was far tighter then Jennifer's pussy and I had to restrain myself from fucking her too quickly, or I feared I might cum to soon. I held back for a few moments before I began thrusting slowly in and out of her, grabbing her hips and holding her close. 

Soon I picked up the pace, fucking her a little harder and faster and as I did she started' moaning and panting. Her cock dangled between her legs and' was beginning to grow erect as I fucked her harder. I reached around and' grabbed hold of her thick member and started stroking while I continued to pound her hot ass and I could feel the familiar pressure building up in my balls; I was getting close. So was she, I realized as she started pushing back against my cock and I could feel her ass squeezing me, clenching and un clenching.

Finally, with a howl I buried myself balls deep inside of her and exploded, pumping her full of my cum. So much cum that' it began to run out of her ass and down along the length of my cock. She started to shake violently moaning and screaming my name as her own orgasm overtook her. 

I knew about the prostate gland and how it was known for creating powerful, mind blowing orgasms if it was stimulated the proper way; obviously I had done a good job if she was feeling this much pleasure. I took pride in knowing that,

After about a minute of shaking and moaning and breathing heavily, Lauren collapsed underneath of me taking me with her and we both lay together with me on top for a long time, before I finally pulled out of her ass and lay next to her. She rested her head on my chest; this was familiar. 

I remembered Jennifer trying to do it a few times in the past and for some reason it always annoyed me every single time she did. With Lauren though, it just felt natural to have her head resting there; it felt soothing.

"You know," I started. "I've been fantasizing about that for a while now."

"You have, have' you; you're such a pervert,"

"Yeah, I know. But you love me anyway...right?"

She smiled up at me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "Of course I do," she replied as she snuggled closer and I pulled the blankets over us both. 

"Feel like going for a run tomorrow morning?" she asked. 

I smiled and kissed her forehead, closing my eyes as sleep started to call my name.

"Sounds good to me,"



Jogging Partners Ch. 05



I woke the next morning with Lauren still wrapped in my arms under the blankets, our warm bodies pressed together. Memories of our first time together from the night before came rushing back; it was no longer just a fantasy of mine. Now it was reality, now I really was more than just a friend of Laurens. It felt good to be able to say that though, because I had wanted this for a while now and it' also stood as proof that my days with Jennifer were officially in the past. 

Lauren groaned and shifted in my arms and I held her closer not wanting to let go, but I knew in a few minutes she was going to wake up and we would have to start our day at some point. Slowly, she opened her eyes and smiled sleepily up at me then leaned in and gave me a kiss. "Morning," she muttered.

"Morning; you still seem really tired."

"Mmm...I guess I' kind of am. Last night was...fun,"

I could tell the details were a little hazy to her as they had been for me at first but she continued smiling and I knew it was okay. 

I noticed the dark bruise under her right eye and instantly remembered that she had come home from her date last night rather upset and had explained to me that the guy' she had gone out with pretty much assaulted her. She had also told me about her history with her ex-boyfriend Marc and' how he used to abuse her as well. I felt the sting of anger as I thought about the guy' she went out with last night and how he had done this to her; if I had only been there I would have torn him to pieces. 

I kissed the bruise and she flinched but relaxed and I continued to hold her. 

"How about that trip down the park," she asked. I laughed remembering that as we had been drifting off she suggested we take our bikes down the park today. 

"Sounds good to me," I replied. "Guess we should take a shower."

"Probably, or we could wait; we'll be all sweaty when we come back from the park."

She sat up and the blankets slid off' of her as she rolled out of bed and stretched, turning around to smile down at me. I smiled at the sight of her cock dangling between her legs and felt my own beginning to stiffen underneath the sheets. I got out of bed as she started walking towards the bathroom and followed her through the door as she grabbed her toothbrush and turned on the warm water in the sink.

I wrapped my arms around her, my cock pressing up against her ass and she laughed as I ran my hands down her thighs and moved my right hand over her penis and started gently stroking. I kissed her neck and she groaned softly and leaned her head back; I could feel her cock stiffening in my hand. 

"Now, now," she whispered. "There's plenty of time for you to experiment after we get done down at the park," she moaned again.

I wasn't' hearing it though, I was still aroused and as long as she did not show any signs of serious protest I wasn't going to back down that easily. She set her toothbrush back down on the sink, but forgot to shut the water off in the process; she turned around to face me and our lips connected in a passionate kiss. 

Our tongues entwined we started caressing each other's bodies. 

As she kissed me she leaned back to shut off the sink and our lips parted. I slid down onto my knees and started kissing her inner thighs while stroking her cock, which was fully erect at this point. I leaned in close and wrapped my lips around her, moving down until I had taken her entire length all the way. 

I amazed even myself at how well I seemed to be doing as I started bobbing my head, her hot cock sliding in and out of my throat and her warm balls pressing up against my chin. I grabbed her by the ass and pulled her deeper into my mouth and she groaned as her head began to swell.

Before I knew it, she started calling out my name, gasping and moaning in pleasure and I felt a stream of hot sticky cum shoot down my throat. I took it all and swallowed every drop but started choking a little; she was Cumming so much and it was a bit hard to keep up with her.

When she finally stopped, she sighed in relief and I pulled her cock from my mouth and stood up to kiss her again. 

"Someone's becoming a real cock sucker," she said and we both laughed. She kissed me again and grabbed hold of my own dick, which was now hard as a rock and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Now it's your turn,"

She turned around and leaned over the sink and I got the point right away. I grabbed hold of her hips and pushed my cock against her asshole, which was still a bit loose from when I had fucked her the previous night. I slid in without much difficulty and she moaned as I started thrusting slowly at first.

As she gripped the sides of the sink I started' fucking her harder and faster and we both started breathing heavier as we grew closer to our orgasms. I came first, delivering a few more of my strongest thrusts driving into her and burying myself balls deep in her ass. I exploded, pumping my' cum deep into her rectum and she groaned as she started to shoot her own load in the sink. Laughing as we both recovered from our orgasms, she turned the sink on again and washed her semen down the drain as I pulled out of her and sat down on the toilet seat to catch my breath.

"Morning sex," she whispered. "It's always so much fun."

"You can say that again," I agreed. 

When all was said and' done, we cleaned up, got dressed, grabbed our bikes and made our way down to the park. I felt refreshed and relieved from our morning session together but Lauren was still giving me seductive glances as we rode our bikes; I had the feeling she was still very aroused. As we rode further down the bike path deeper into Pennypack woods, I started thinking about everything that had happened in the past couple of days. 

It started with the big fight with Jennifer, then I left and moved in with Lauren and only the next night we hooked up and now here we were riding our bikes through the park as though everything were completely normal.

Not that it wasn't normal; but I think at this point maybe it was starting to finally dawn on me that I had crossed a line, so to speak as Lauren warned me. I had spent time fantasizing about sex with her even though I knew she was a transsexual; but those were fantasies and this was real.

I could not help but think to myself, what did this mean for me? Was I gay; was I anything less than a straight heterosexual male now that I had hooked up with a girl who not only had a dick but she happened to have a bigger dick then I had? It was all so fucking weird; but then I remembered why I had allowed any of this to happen in' the first place...I was attracted to her,

In the end, you can't run from who you are attracted to because there just is no running from who you really are; if this is what I'm interested in then that's just how it is, it doesn't matter what it makes me. 

I realized then that I just did not care; I loved Lauren, she had become my best friend since we first met and now she was my best friend and my lover at the same time. Being able to say the person you are in love with is also you're' best friend is so rare these days, I knew better then to ignore the call.

About an hour into our run, Lauren pulled her bike over to the side of the path and after putting' the breaks' on she jumped off and leaned it against a tree. I came to a stop as well and followed her confused as she made her way down into the woods away from the path. What the' hell was she doing, I wondered as I sped up trying not to lose her in the process.

When I caught up to her, I realized we were now standing alongside Pennypack Creek and it was a really' beautiful spot she had picked. I laughed realizing what she had been doing this whole time. She turned and smiled at me motioning for me to step closer to her and as I did' we embraced each other and shared a kiss.

"So what's the plan here," I asked.

"Nothing special; I just thought we could sit by the creek and relax for a while. Its' really a nice day out and this is a nice spot. What do you think?"

"I like the idea," I said as we both sat down together. It was indeed a beautiful day out today, not to hot and not to cold either, just perfect.

"So," she said suddenly. "Anything you want to talk about?"

I shook my head slowly, "Nothing in particular; why, what's up?"

"Well it's just that; you've taken a huge step in the last couple of days. Jumping from a relationship with a genetic girl to a relationship with a transsexual; I would understand if you were a bit confused or had any questions you wanted to ask."

I was a bit surprised she was bringing this up, especially when it had just been on my mind no more than a few minutes ago. I was hoping she did not think I was going to change my mind about being with her; because that was far from the truth if she were thinking that way.

"I don't know; it's not a big deal to me. I was a bit confused at first obviously, but I'm over it; I know that I love you and that's all that matters."

She blushed and then laid back so that her head was on my lap and she was smiling up at me. The way the sun shone on her face made her beauty really stand out and I smiled back at her.

"I do have one question myself," she said. "Are you really okay with...you know. Doing certain things with my manly parts down there?"

"I don't think that's a big deal," I laughed. 

"Obviously if it were I never would have done what I did last night and this morning, right?"

"I know; I'm just not use to that. No one's ever really been okay with giving me pleasure, they always just wanted me to give them pleasure and that was that."

"Well," I replied. "That's not how I am; it works both ways. Which brings up one thing I am thinking about...do you...do you want to um...you know,"

I gave her a certain look, trying to tell her what I was getting at without actually saying it but it did not seem to be working. "What," she asked sounding rather confused and I sighed and looked up at the sky. I cleared my throat a little trying to think of how to say it without sounding weird.

"Well I mean...it's just that I gave you oral sex. And' then I fucked you in the ass; I was wondering if you know...if you want to-"

She started laughing, "Stick it in your bum?" I could not help but crack up realizing she had remembered me telling her about Jen's words. We had made a real joke out of that incident when Jennifer had used the exact words "she wants to stick it in your bum," 

"Yeah, that's one way of putting it," I said.

"I don't know," she said. "I never met anyone willing to let me do that to them either."

"Well...is it something you want?"

She seemed to be thinking and' I felt my stomach doing turns and flips as I waited for her to give me an answer; what if she did want to do something like that. I wasn't' entirely against the idea or anything, I just worried about whether or not it was going to hurt, whether or not I would even be able to take her size like that. 

"I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do," she said finally.

"Well I mean...I wouldn't mind trying. I'm just concerned about pain,"

"It always hurts the first time," she said. "But' that's why it helps to have someone who is willing to be patient and gentle and not forceful."

"Well I guess I'm lucky to have you," I replied. 

She smiled and reached up, running her hand through my hair. 

"I love you," she said softly. "But you don't have to do this to make me happy. I want it yes, but only if you do too."

I sighed, weighing it over in my mind. I had a lot of trust in her for sure, but I was extremely nervous about the idea,

I decided though that I did want to see what it felt like. I wanted to see if she could hit my prostate gland just the right way, just like' I had done to her the night before. I recalled how much she had loved it when I fucked her, how intense her orgasm had been and I wondered if it were possible for me to achieve something that felt that good as well. If it really felt as good as she made it seem like it did, there was no question I wanted to experience it myself. 

"I want to try it," I said before I even realized the words left my mouth.

"You're sure,"

"Yeah...I think I'm pretty sure."

"Okay then. When,"

I hesitated for a moment, then' looked around at our surroundings; we were in an area where it would be pretty' hard to see from the main path. Of course' our bikes were still' parked up by the tree but we could drag them down here with us if we wanted. The only real concern would be the other path on the opposite side of the creek, but we could always move to another area further down where there were trees blocking the view.

"How about now," I said.

"Now; like right here? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I mean if it's okay with you."

She smiled seductively, "Someone's got a kinky side."

She stood up, reached down and helped me up to my feet leading me down the sand bank we were on to an area where we could duck almost completely out of sight from joggers and bikers. She pushed me up against the tree behind me and kissed me forcefully, tongue sliding into my mouth and hands exploring every curve of my body through the fabric of my clothes.

I groaned, kissing her back, both of our cocks throbbing in our pants as we got each other nice and worked up for what was to come. She slid' her sweatpants down along with her panties, her erect penis popping free and motioned for me to get down on my knees. I obeyed and went to work sucking her cock and playing with her balls at the same time. She instructed me to remove my own pants and I did as she asked before continuing my oral attention to her cock. 

While I did, she slid' her hand down my back to my ass and started lightly tracing her fingers over my virgin asshole.

When she felt satisfied with my blowjob' she told me to stop and stand up and face the tree. I leaned against the tree and she got up behind me running her hands up and down my chest and over my hips. I could feel her cock, nice and wet from my mouth, pressing up against my asshole and I braced myself expecting her to push in to me right then and' there. But' she wasn't' ready just yet I realized, as she dropped down to her knees behind me and I felt something wet and warm against my hole.

I quickly noticed it was her tongue; she was giving me a rim job, something I was definitely new to but I had to admit it felt pretty' good, As she licked my asshole, I also felt her trying to work one of her fingers into me and I was a bit shocked at how easily it slid in without much effort. It was obvious that the point of the rim job was to lube me up since we were out in the park and did not have any real form of lubrication to use.

Better something then absolutely' nothing I figured,

After a few minutes of finger fucking and licking my ass, Lauren finally stood up and kissed me on the neck. I sighed as she pressed her cock against my hole again and wrapped her arms around me in a soothing comforting way. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Just be gentle okay?"

"You have my word." 

Then I felt it, her big mushroom head pushing into me, parting my hole and easing its way deep into my ass. She was gentle and slow at first just as she had promised me she would be, and I bit my lip trying to grin and bear the pain. It was a sort of burning sensation, quite intense, but not too much that I could not handle. I gripped the sides of the tree, still biting my lip as she continued pushing her dick into me, inch by inch until I could feel her hips against me and I knew she was all the way in.

"You okay?" she asked me, sounding very concerned.

"Yeah...I'll be okay,"

She waited a few seconds for me to adjust and then started to pull about halfway out of me. When she pulled halfway out, she thrust right back in and I jumped in surprise. She froze and waited for me to give her a sign that I was okay. I took a deep breath and told her to continue and so she did, She started thrusting a little faster and harder now and the more time that passed the more' I noticed the pain beginning to subside. As she picked up the pace, I could feel a strange pressure in my cock, which oddly enough wasn't' even erect at the' moment. 

There was a burning in the tip that I did' not really know what to make of, but it felt strangely good to my own shock.

When she realized I was starting to feel pleasure, she let down the restraints and started really getting into the routine of pounding me with really hard and long strokes. The sound of flesh smacking flesh was easy to be heard and I worried that someone up on the main path might overhear and come investigating; I did my best to put those thoughts aside though.

Soon enough we were really going at it, both of us making noise as she fucked the hell out of me and I loved it; it felt incredible. The way her dick slid in and out of my ass, rubbing up against what I could only assume was my prostate gland, it was the most intense feeling I had ever experienced. Sex had never been this good with anyone I had ever been with in the past,

Her thrusting was becoming more intense now and there was a slight hint of pain in my rectum, but I was able to put up with it; it still felt really' good. I could feel her cock starting to swell up, hear her breathing becoming heavier and I knew she was getting close; any moment now she was going to cum. 

I decided to try something; I tightened my rectal muscles around her cock to increase the pleasure and it seemed to work. Lauren was having trouble keeping quiet as she started whispering my name in my ear and finally she buried herself inside of me. With a grunt, she began pumping me full of her cum like' a car being pumped full of gas.

She buried her face in the crook of my neck and moaned, biting me and licking as she emptied her balls completely. When it was over, she pulled out and sighed in relief; my asshole felt so empty now which was a strange feeling to say the least but I felt as though I weren't' entirely satisfied. My cock was still quite hard, leaking pre-cum and I knew I still needed to get off.

I turned around and she kissed me on the lips before getting down on her knees and wrapping her warm wet lips around my dick, taking me deep to the back of her throat. I groaned, leaning my head back against the tree; this was all it would take, I knew, for me to reach that feeling of pleasure I had been waiting for. I almost felt disappointed though, even as I started to cum shooting down her throat; I had wanted it to happen while she had been fucking me in the ass. 

I had wanted to achieve the same sort of mind blowing, body trembling orgasm that I had given her the night before.

That was not the case though, unfortunately, When I had finished and she had swallowed every drop, she came back up and kissed me on the chest, licking and sucking my nipples which were rather sensitive now' then kissed me on the lips and I could taste my own cum on her breath as she did.

"That felt great," she said leaning her head against my chest.

"Yeah...it really did," I agreed. 

We fixed ourselves up and' made our way back up to the path to our bikes and stood there a few minutes both of us exhausted. When we felt ready, we climbed onto our bikes; my ass was quite sore and sitting on the padding made it even more uncomfortable. I decided to just walk and push the bike with me; Lauren laughed, well aware of what the problem was but she did not make any sort of jokes as I expected.

In fact, the entire walk back to the apartment was a bit silent; neither of us seemed to have anything worth talking about which was strange. I thought she would have something to say and I'm' sure she thought I would have something to say as well. 

When we got back to the apartment, I collapsed on the couch and she went to the kitchen to get us both a glass of water. She sat down next to me and I sat up, we both drank our water slowly and I tried to think of a way to break the silence. She beat me to it though, clearing her throat and sitting her glass down on the coffee table in front of us.




Jogging Partners Ch. 05



"So...how did you like it?"

"I liked it a lot; it felt...good really. Painful at first, then a little strange but I sort of adjusted to it and when I did it started to feel really good."

She smiled, "I had fun to and thank you for that; but if you don't mind me asking, why do you seem so...disappointed if you liked it so much?"

I tried to think of the best possible way to explain to her what was going through my head. I decided just to tell her the truth; maybe she could explain the whole prostate gland thing better than I thought I already understood. 

"It's just that...I thought it would feel more intense then what it felt. Not that I didn't' enjoy it, I loved it once I adjusted; I just thought it would be more than that. Like how I made you feel when I fucked you last night,"

"You mean you thought you would have an anal orgasm,"

"If that's what it's called...yeah,"

"Well there's a simple explanation for that. Triggering an orgasm like that is about as difficult as it is to get a genetic girl to cum from stimulating her G-Spot. You're' prostate gland is literally the male version of a G-Spot. Sometimes, you get lucky and if you hit the right spot' it works and sometimes it just doesn't' play out that way. Which if you remember this morning when you did me in the bathroom, I came but not nearly as intensely as I had last night."

She was right about that, I did realize then that as hard as I managed to make her cum this morning it wasn't' nearly as much as our first time the night before. I started to realize it was making a little more sense to me now, I understood what she was trying to explain. 

Still, I could not help but feel disappointed with the fact that I hadn't' had the chance to experience such a powerful orgasm.

"Don't worry," she laughed realizing how upset I seemed. "We have plenty of time to try and make it happen; you'll have plenty of those orgasms as long as you're with me, it just won't happen every single time."

I smiled and pushed myself up off the couch, dusting myself off a bit. 

"I suppose I can wait until next time," I said and she smiled. "I'm going to go take a shower and clean up a bit. Hey, by the way...you're birthday is coming up isn't it?"

Lauren looked away from me for a moment and sighed shaking her head.

"You don't have to," she insisted. "It's not that big of a deal, really."

"Don't sweat it; if I do something at all then I'm not going to mind. You deserve to enjoy yourself, so don't think you can stop me."

"I know I can't stop you," she said rolling her eyes. "Which is why I won't try, but I still wish you wouldn't."

I smiled, ignoring her as I walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower. I had a few weeks to plan this out, and I was going to do something for her no matter how hard she protested. Perhaps a nice dinner and' a trip to the movies, or even a surprise party. 

Though I imagined that might not work out to well, since she had explained already that she really did not have any friends or family. 

I stripped naked and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water rinse my body and soothe my muscles as I slipped deep into thought. It had been an eventful and very fun day to say the least, and I had no regrets at all.

I had not been this happy in quite a long time.



Jogging Partners Ch. 06



A few weeks had passed by since that first time I allowed Lauren to fuck me in the ass; in the time that had gone by we'd been having sex like a couple of wild animals. I have to admit it' was some of the best sex I had ever had in my life. No matter who was on the receiving end, things were always great and the end' result was always a lot hotter than any experience I'd' had with any genetic girl.

As far as things were concerned with me on' the receiving end things had gotten a lot better there. The second time we did it with her as a top was better than the first since we used real lubrication. I mean really, our first time together had been fun and it felt good but I could have done without the discomfort in the beginning that came without the use of real lube. 

That's' the problem with having sex in the park I suppose though. It also helped that she had gone out and bought a bottle of this warming lube, which was supposed to enhance the feeling, and let me tell you it works great. The last two times we did it I actually managed to reach that point I had been so curious about, being able to achieve an anal orgasm and it was just as intense as I had figured it would be; I loved every fucking second of it.

As for Jennifer'...I had been doing my best to avoid her all together since our breakup. She still did not know that me and' Lauren were together now, and I did not exactly care if she did know. It wasn't' anything like that believe me, I just did not feel like putting up with the bullshit that would come if she did know. Which was bound to happen one way or another sooner or' later. 

She had been calling me constantly and I had been ignoring all of' the phone calls. I had made no moves to press charges for the assault and I had no honest interest in doing that. A lot' of people thought I was stupid for not following through; but my opinion on it was that if I pressed charges I would have to see her in court whereas I did not want to see her at all. I was so disinterested in her that I did not want to see her ever again if that were at all possible to accomplish. Jennifer was a part of my past, and that was where she would remain.

I had more important things to be concerned with; like' taking Lauren out to celebrate her birthday. She would be turning thirty two years old this coming Friday and I had plans to take her out and treat her to a nice dinner and maybe a few drinks as well before coming home and making sure she was sexually satisfied if we got to that point as well. 

I knew she did not have very many friends in her life so I had taken it upon myself to invite a few of my own friends who had gotten to know her since we started dating. Of course, none of them were' aware that she was a transsexual but Lauren did not mind that they didn't' know. She was' very understanding about how all of this was new to me; we were moving at my own pace and I was grateful to have someone willing to do that with me.

Friday came quite fast and I sat on the couch in our apartment waiting for Lauren to get home from work. She had no idea I was taking her out just yet I wanted it to be a total surprise. I sat there playing Xbox while I waited and when I heard the door to the apartment complex open downstairs I immediately paused' the game and walked to the door to greet her. I opened the door just as she was coming up the stairs and smiled at her; she looked happy to see me and' also a little tired from a long day of work.

"Hey sexy," I said.

"Hey yourself; god I'm glad to be home."

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a hug giving her a kiss on the lips. "Happy birthday," I whispered in her ear and she groaned pulling away from me and laughing. 

"Don't remind me," she said. "I don't want to be thirty two. Can I be twenty five again like you?" 

"Don't talk like that; you make yourself sound older then you really are."

"I feel older than I am," she chuckled as she brushed past me into the apartment. 

"I'm going to take a nap I think."

"Well actually...I was going to take you out to dinner and then we were going to head out for some drinks with a few friends if you were up for it that is. I'd like to do something but I know you don't want anything big so I figured just dinner and some beer would be nice."

She smiled and I could tell she was thinking it over a few seconds before nodding her head. "Okay," she said. "But I need a shower first. I'm sweating my balls off,"

It felt weird to hear my girlfriend say she was sweating her balls off and know that she literally did have balls where there should be a pussy but I laughed as she made her way into our bedroom and stripped before heading to the shower to get' cleaned up. 

I sat back down on the couch and resumed my game while waiting for her to finish getting ready and a few minutes later I heard the shower water turn off and the door opened and out she walked wrapped in a towel smiling at me.

"You know," she said with a seductive grin. "I think I know what I want for my birthday if you're up for it; I'd really be happy-"

"That's for later my love," I said and she frowned disappointed. 

"But I suppose...I could give you a little teaser of what's to come." 

I patted the couch next to me and she smiled again dropping her towel and walking over to take a seat at my side. There she was on the couch right next to me bare ass naked, still a little damp from the shower. Her cock was already semi-erect and so I simply slid over some and pressed my lips to her, sliding my tongue into her mouth and fondling her breasts for a moment. 

I broke the kiss and slid back, laying out on my stomach across the couch so that my face was now mere inches from her cock, which was now fully erect at full attention.

I gave the head of her cock a lick before wrapping my lips around it and taking her as deep down my throat as I could manage. Bobbing my head up and down, I savored the clean taste of her dick and the aroma coming from her balls taking in the sounds of her soft moans. 

I ran my hands up her stomach to her breasts and fondled them for a few moments; she leaned her head back and sighed as her cock began to swell up from the stimulation.

Finally, she squealed and her body tensed up as I felt her warm cum shooting from the tip of her dick down my throat and I swallowed it all. I licked her clean from the tip down to the base to her balls and back up again and smiled up at her relieved smile as she leaned her head back and sighed.

"That's all for now," I said and she groaned disappointed. 

"I'm still horny!"

I laughed and pulled away from her, "Well then you won't be disappointed when we get home...I promise you that much."

We started getting ready once she cleaned up a bit more and by 6:00' we were out the door and on our way to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

Jennifer's POV

I sat down at my kitchen table and lit up a cigarette as my friend Michelle took a seat across from me and looked at me with a worried expression. I invited her over to hang out for a few hours, not to stare at me with such sympathy in her eyes. It was really making me sick to the stomach.

I'd been a mess since Tyler left with that bitch Lauren and it was really driving me insane because I knew for a fact that they were fucking whether he admitted it or not. It did not take a rocket scientist to figure that much out.

Sure, it was my own fault; I was a bitch and then there was the incident where I threw the bottle at him. But' I was finding it difficult to be angry with anyone other than Tyler and Lauren and I had been drinking to help cope with that anger and hatred.  

"You look like hell," my friend said.

"Thank you for acknowledging that Michelle; I don't need anyone to tell me though. It's that fucking assholes fault,"

"Jen..."

"No, Jen nothing; that prick...I can't stand him,"

Michelle sighed and I took another drag of' my cigarette and sighed blowing the smoke out as I looked at her and she waited for me to continue with the rant that she knew was coming.

"He's fucking her; I know he is. Little faggot..."

"How...don't take offense to this. But' how is he a faggot if he is fucking her? I mean, I understand you're angry and all but-"

"He's a faggot because Lauren is a fucking man,"

She looked stunned and I recalled now that I had not told any of my friends really that Lauren was a transsexual; this was the first time I had brought it up to anyone and she looked as shocked as I had been in the beginning. 

"Lauren's a transsexual and she has a dick...I know if their fucking that makes him a faggot. He left me for a man Michelle do you know how embarrassing, how humiliating that is?"

"Look," Michelle said trying to stay calm. "I don't think...it's any of your business now okay? I mean sure he did whatever he did but honestly you really...you did throw the bottle at him. That's assault...and you were never the nicest girlfriend anyone could have."

I sighed shaking my head, annoyed with what my so' called friend had to say to me. Really, who's side was she on' anyway? She was supposed to be my friend and here she was telling me that I was the wrong one in all of this.

"I want to expose him," I said taking another drag. 

"I want to ruin his life, embarrass him, humiliate him; make him want to die. I want to destroy those two for what they did to me'." 

By now, I could see Michelle was starting to look rather annoyed with the things I had to say but I did not care, I continued ranting anyway and I was serious about everything I said. I wanted to rip those two apart and destroy Tyler's life, leave him wishing he had never fucked me over...he would be sorry.

"You want my opinion?" Michelle asked. "I think you should leave him alone Jennifer, I really do. You assaulted him and he hasn't made a single move to' press charges against you and if he did you would be in some serious shit. You can't touch him because if you do all he has to do is contact a lawyer and press charges; face it, he can ruin you a lot easier than you can ruin him."

I was hearing what she was saying and I knew deep down she was right but I was so fucking angry that I just didn't' seem to give a shit. Sure, Tyler could easily have me behind bars in a heartbeat but I still wanted my revenge.

"I'm going home," Michelle' said standing up. I didn't' care; I had brought her here to listen to me vent, if she did not want to lend me a listening ear then fuck her too. 

I watched as she walked out the apartment door and I was left' once more to dwell in my hatred for Tyler and his knew tranny girlfriend. My eyes wandered to a camera I had sitting on my entertainment center and suddenly my evil train of thought evolved as I stood up and' walked towards the camera and picked it up off the entertainment center. 

I turned it on real' fast and deleted the images that were on there, before heading towards the door and grabbing my car keys off the coffee table.

I would have my revenge; Tyler was going to suffer for what he'd' done.

Tyler's POV

We'd' enjoyed our dinner at a nice restaurant and after finishing up I paid the bill and we left making our way to a nearby bar where I had instructed my friends to meet up with us at a specific time. We arrived, about half an hour early but they were already there anyway, so it didn't' matter much how early we were.

Right away, all of my closest friends proceeded to wish Lauren a happy birthday and I was happy to see how generous they all were towards her. None of them knew what she had in her pants, but I couldn't' help but wonder if that would even make a difference to anyone of them if they did know. They never seemed like judgmental people to me and so I figured something like that would have no effect on our friendships. 

I was not going to say anything yet though, I just wasn't' ready yet. The time would come when I would feel that they deserved to know the truth; but that time was not right now and so I would keep my mouth closed for a little while longer.

We all enjoyed some drinks, beers mostly, I ordered a couple of pitchers and my friend Jared pitched in to help pay for them which was a big help. 

By around eleven o'clock that night, Lauren was pretty' drunk and I was feeling kind' of buzzed myself but not to messed up that I couldn't' drive. That had the potential to change of course and so I figured it best if we head home now before the alcohol took control of me and rendered me incapable of driving. It was pretty' obvious that Lauren had already reached that point and so I was going to have to serve as the designated driver for tonight.

We said our goodbyes to everyone and made our way out to the car; I held the door open for Lauren and laughed as she slurred about how much fun she'd' had tonight. Once her seat belt was' fastened, I climbed into the driver's side and we were making our way back home to our apartment. 

As we drove, Lauren could not seem to keep her hands off' of me, constantly reaching over and fondling my cock through the fabric of my pants. I groaned feeling my dick stir in my pants as she started kissing my neck and licking my earlobe; I was certain this was dangerous and a big distraction to me. But' I laughed and did my best to pay attention to the road.

When we arrived, we rushed up the stairs to the apartment and I dug around in my pockets for the keys to the door while Lauren continued practically molesting me, her hands were all over me. 

I noticed to the left of me the silhouette of someone who seemed to have quickly ducked out of sight, but paid it no mind figuring it was just a neighbor heading to their' own apartment. I finally found the keys, unlocked the door and shoved it open, Lauren grabbing me by the hands and dragging me inside slamming the door behind us.

Right down on the couch I went as she shoved me before jumping on top of me and crushing her lips against mine. We sat there kissing ferociously for a few minutes before she got up and led me down the hallway to our bedroom. Clothes started coming off, or at least mine did; she sat me down on the edge of the bed and undid her pants sliding out of them along with her underwear and her cock sprang free from the undergarments. 

She grabbed a fistful of my hair and shoved her dick between my lips, wasting no time as she proceeded to throat fuck me and I did my best to accommodate her thrusting.

This was the first time we'd' had sex while she was really' drunk, and so I was not quite use to her being so crazy about it but I dealt with it. She stopped throat fucking me long enough to order me to remove the rest of my clothes, which I quickly obeyed as she also stripped out of the rest of her clothing before shoving me back onto the bed and climbing on top of me. 

With her sitting on my chest now, she slid forward and again thrust her cock down my throat. I could feel her balls on my chin and smell the odor of sweat and ass and I felt my own dick beginning to rise to attention from all of this. 

She pulled her cock from my mouth and reached for the lube, flipping me over onto my stomach and pouring a glob of it all over my asshole and more all over her cock. She rubbed it in sliding a couple of fingers into me and spreading me wide open for her member. 

I groaned, biting the pillowcase as she inserted three whole fingers; just a sample of what was to come when she would insert her throbbing erection into me. She was sure to be quite rough with the alcohol pumping through her, but the idea of it was only making me more' horny. Hell, just how rough she had been during that blowjob had been very arousing so I was looking forward to a nice pounding.

When she felt I was ready, she pulled her fingers from my ass and grabbed the bottle of lube, again applying more of it to both her dick and my asshole before pressing the head of her shaft to my entrance.

"You want this baby," she slurred.

"Oh fuck yeah," I groaned.

"Tell me...tell me you want me to fuck your tight little asshole!"

"I do," I yelled back. "Fuck my ass now."

She wasted no more time plunging right into me and I gasped, gripping the sheets and tensing up at how hard she slammed herself balls deep into me. She was in up to the hilt as she started pounding my ass, so hard I could feel the weight of her body pressing me down into the mattress. She grabbed my hair again forcing my face into the pillow but making sure' I had enough space to breathe so she would not literally suffocate me.

I found this all very arousing and yelled out for her to fuck me harder if that were at all possible at this point. She barely heard me though, my voice strained from sucking her cock and also muffled from my face being buried in the pillow; she got the point though as I pushed my ass back to meet with her thrusts and she let go of my head to grab me by the hips with both hands. 

Jennifer's POV

Outside of their window, I peered through the glass and found I had the perfect view of their entire bedroom right now; this was absolutely' perfect. 

There they were and it was just as I had suspected with Tyler face down on the bed and Lauren on top of him, I could tell she was fucking him in the ass. I could see those big balls between her legs as she slammed in and out of him and I held the camera up to the window to snap my first picture. I had turned off the flash so that they would not see it when the picture took, I wasn't' going to do this foolishly and risk being caught. I was being about as cautious as cautious could possibly get.

Tyler's POV

I could feel my cock swelling up between me and the mattress as Lauren continued slamming in and out of me and finally it hit me; an uncontrollable wave of pleasure. My entire body began to shake violently and I cried out in ecstasy as my asshole squeezed around her cock and I felt her bury herself balls deep inside of me.

She cried out as her dick began to shoot a load of cum deep inside of me and we finished together, at pretty much the same time. She collapsed onto me, covered in sweat, breathing heavily in my ear as she tried to take in oxygen. We lay there like that for a few minutes before she rolled over and lay down beside me, resting her head on my chest and I pulled the covers over us both while running my hand through her damp hair.

"Happy birthday," I whispered to her. "I love you."

Jennifer's POV

It was over; and I was actually starting to feel the shock now of what I had just seen. I mean hey I knew what I was getting myself into coming here to take pictures of something like this; what the' hell did I expect? Part of me was glad it was' done now though and that I had the evidence I needed to destroy his world right in front of him. 

I shut the camera off and tucked it into my purse before sneaking away from the window careful not to make any noise that would alert him or Lauren. Now, it was time to head home and work up part two of my plan. 



Jogging Partners Ch. 07



I awoke the morning after Lauren's birthday to find she was no longer lying in bed with me. Still naked, I groaned, shifting under the bed sheets and sitting up. I rolled off the mattress and stumbled into the bathroom. 

I relieved my bladder, took a quick shower then got dressed to find Lauren sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Morning babe," I said plopping down next to her.

"Morning yourself, last night was fun...just wish I could remember it."

I laughed, putting my arm around her and pulling her closer to me to give her a kiss on the cheek. 

"You were pretty drunk, has anyone ever told you, you are very aggressive when you have drunken sex?"

"Ugh, I'm really sorry," she giggled. "You okay?"

"A little sore, but I'll be okay." I stood up and walked out to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of Gatorade. "Wanna go for a run?"

"Sure, sounds good to me."

We left the apartment together, heading down the trail that led into the woods and started jogging. It was a nice morning and it felt good to be outside, especially good to Lauren who I knew loved the fresh air when she was hung over. It was the best remedy for her, and I knew she would love being outside.

After jogging for about half an hour, we slowed down and started walking side by side holding hands as we did. As we walked, I could not help but smile at her. She was absolutely beautiful. Everything about her was angelic, her voice, her smile, her eyes...everything. I could see me spending the rest of my life with this person and I knew she could make me happy, and I would do everything to make her as happy as I could possibly make her.

We got back to the apartment around 12:30 in the afternoon. We ate lunch and then Lauren made her way out to run some errands while I stayed behind and cleaned up the apartment a little. I finished everything I had to do by around 3:00 in the afternoon, at which point I laid down on the couch and quickly, without actually intending to, fell fast asleep.

I woke a few hours later, to the sound of my cell phone ringing quite loudly. I stretched, yawned and sat up straight, snatching the phone off of the coffee table that sat beside me. I groaned, irritated when I saw the phone number on the caller ID, it was Jennifer. What in the hell did she want, I thought. She had not left me alone for days now. 

I had been ignoring all of her phone calls but she wasn't letting up and it was pissing me off. Still, I knew better then to answer and give her what she wanted...and so once again I pressed ignore.

I set the phone back down on the coffee table and laid back, prepared to drift back to sleep when the phone began to ring again...I looked at the caller ID and again I saw that it was Jennifer. 

This time, I did not even bother to press ignore, I simply left it to sit on the table and ring until it clicked over to the voicemail on its own. I was surprised when a few seconds later it rang a third time... really annoyed now, I grabbed it, and hit ignore again, only to have it ring again just a few moments later. What the fuck was her problem?

Yes, she had been calling for days on end, but she usually gave up after the second call. It was unlike her to keep calling more than twice, and my irritation was quickly turning to anger and frustration. I picked it up and hit ignore again... and again... and once more. Finally, realizing she wasn't going to quit I pressed the talk button and exploded into the phone.

"What the fuck do you want," I yelled furiously.

"That's no way to greet your ex-girlfriend Tyler."

"Fuck you,"

I hung up and threw the phone on the couch and started walking to the bathroom. I was taking a piss and I could hear from the toilet, the phone was ringing again... I came out of the bathroom to find I had a voicemail.

"Stop being such a dick Tyler! I suggest you pick up and talk to me. Unless of course, you want everyone to find out about you and Lauren... I'll call back in five minutes and you better pick up."

What the fuck was she talking about...the phone rang again. I stared at the caller ID for a long time worried about what she was trying to do, debating whether or not I wanted to answer. I hit ignore again and almost a minute later came another voicemail.

"Bad move Tyler. See, I plan on telling all of your friends that you are having sex with a man dressed as a woman. Yes, I do have proof so don't worry about that baby. I don't intend on leaving a single detail out by the way and that includes how you're getting fucked in the ass by her. I'll give you one more chance to answer the phone for me."

What proof did she have, what the fuck was she talking about I wondered. Confused, annoyed, fearful and angry, I turned off the phone and furious I threw it across the room. I sat down at my computer and signed on to Facebook trying to calm my now raging anxiety. Just as I was beginning to calm down I received a message on Facebook and my anxiety flared up again as I saw it was from Jennifer.

"What don't you understand Tyler? I'm going to tell them all, every one of them. I have photos of you and Lauren having sex in your apartment last night."

I didn't even bother to address that she was planning to tell my friends, my first instinct was to find out how the hell she got pictures of us having sex.

Tyler: What the fuck are you talking about? How could you have gotten pictures of us having sex Jen?

Jennifer: I got a camera and took them silly. You guy's should really close your blinds when you have sex, you know. By the way, how is your ass? God damn, that guy really fucked the shit out of you Tyler.

I leaned back in my chair, furious now; she had really crossed the line at this point. I wasn't' going to let her get away with this, she had fucked up so bad. I had let her get away with the assault charges by not pressing charges at all really, but now I intended to press them. 

On top of that, I could also press charges for harassment or something like that, I was sure. She had spied on us, she had trespassed on our property...there was a term for it, I just could not think of what it was because I was so blinded with anger.

Tyler: I am calling the cops.

Jennifer: Go ahead; I have already won anyway. You should have answered the phone Tyler we could have worked something out...its' not too late.

Tyler: Oh, yeah, like what Jen,

Jennifer: Just kidding...I already sent the pictures to all of your friends.

Fuck...

She could not be serious, could she? Had she really done it, had she really sent those pictures to everyone? I would not be able to know, it's not like she could show me any real proof that she had sent them. I wouldn't know for sure until I heard something from someone. 

Jennifer logged off, and I stood up from the computer desk anxious and began pacing back and forth across the living room. I did this for a few minutes before heading to the kitchen and grabbing a beer from the fridge. About an hour went by and I had gone through seven or eight drinks in that' amount of time, when the door to the apartment opened and Lauren walked in.

"Hey, I'm home," she said happily. She stopped in her tracks though, her smile fading when she saw me sitting at the kitchen table tapping my foot and looking horrified. 

"What...what's the matter?"

"That...fucking bitch," I spat angrily, my voice slurring. "That fucking bitch,"

"Who, whose a bitch Tyler?"

"Jennifer! She...she crossed the fucking line this time Lauren. She spied on us last night through our window. She took pictures of us having sex and sent them to all of my friends...that god damn-"

"Whoa, whoa, hold on' a second...are you sure she wasn't just saying she took pictures to get you worked up like this?"

It was a good point and one that had already crossed my mind a few minutes after I started drinking my first beer of the night. To be absolutely sure, I had messaged her again asking for proof...and sure enough she had sent me a picture of me getting rammed in the ass, doggy style, by Lauren the night before. 

I showed Lauren the picture and she was mortified. By this point, I had stopped drinking; I wasn't' going to let the alcohol become a form of comfort. Lauren was home we could talk about this and figure out what to do.

"I feel...weird now," she said sounding rather freaked out.

"I know... it's fucking weird."

"Like, I can't believe she'd do that shit. That's just... wow. Does she hate us that much that she would go that far just to get back at us? I mean, we're obviously going to call the police now."

I stood up, walked across the living room and leaned against the wall, sighing. I was going to call the cops, I had not wanted it to come to this, but she had brought it on herself. There was no denying she had landed herself in a world of shit, but what I was mostly worried about were my friends and how they were going to react now that they had gotten those pictures.

"I need some air," I said. I turned towards the door and reached to open it, when Lauren stood up from the table.

"Tyler... stay and talk with me. Its okay baby, 

we'll be okay."

"I know," I replied. "I just need to clear my head... we'll make the call when I come back inside, I promise." 

I stepped outside the apartment door and walked down the stairs. As I went down the steps, I thought about the conversation with Jennifer, retracing the whole thing piece by piece and trying to get myself to believe this was going on. I still had not heard anything from anyone just yet; maybe I should have told them last night when we were all out celebrating Lauren's birthday. That way it would have already been a known fact and Jennifer's plans would not work. 

I reached the bottom step, opened the door and stepped outside into the cool night air. I shut the door and turned around to walk towards a bench set up outside the apartment complex, when I heard footsteps behind me.

I turned around just in time to see a tall man wearing a black hoodie jumping at me fist pulled back and the next thing I knew there was a sharp pain in my head and I slipped into darkness.

Lauren's point of view

I sat down at the computer desk, trying to register everything that was going on right now. I could hardly believe that Jennifer had gone this far, this far as to try and spy on us and take pictures of us and send them to all of Tyler's friends, this was absolutely fucked up. What a bitch... she was a bigger bitch then I had originally thought that she was.

Mostly, I was worried about Tyler; I did not doubt that he would call the police on her. I could see his anger and on top of that, to not call the cops would be disrespectful towards me...after all, I was in those pictures too. It wasn't that, that worried me though. 

I was afraid of what his friends were going to say when they saw those pictures... would they hate him, call him names, turn their backs on him and maybe even turn violent?

I hoped not... I did not want him to lose his friends... not over me,

I logged onto my Facebook to find I had a message from the bitch herself...Jennifer. I angrily clicked the open button and the message popped up on my screen.

Jennifer: That's what you get for stealing my man Lauren. You fuck with me, and I destroy your fucking life. You two can be happy together all you want, but I doubt Tyler is going to have very many friends left when they all see those pictures I took last night.

"She has to be kidding me," I yelled furiously. 

"You were an abusive, manipulative fucking bitch! Agh!"

Another message flashed on the screen. This one was from Tyler's friend Jared... why was he messaging me? Oh boy, here we go, I thought. I could only hope for the best, and nothing less.

Jared: Hey, is Tyler okay? I've been trying to call him but his phone is off and he is not online. I got the message with the pictures from Jennifer...that's uh... that's some crazy stuff. We all got them, but we are not really sure if it's even real or if Jen just edited it or something?

I took a deep breath and placed my hands on the keyboard and replied,

Lauren: Hey, yeah it's real... Tyler is okay. He's outside right now.

Jared: Oh, you know, I never would have guessed. I mean; it doesn't matter anyway. I mean we don't care. You love Tyler I assume right?

I smiled softly and continued typing.

Lauren: I do... so much.

Jared: He seems really happy when he is with you Lauren. That's all we really care about, trust me. Jen never made him smile like we saw him smiling last night while we were out at the restaurant. 

You obviously mean a lot to him and as long as you make him happy that's all we care about. I imagine he is pretty upset right now, so please tell him I said that?

Lauren: I will... Jared, thank you so much, this is going to make him feel a lot better.

Jared: Don't worry about it. Just do me one more favor. Don't let him let that bitch get away with this one, okay? That's invasion of privacy, she needs to get her ass put away or something for this one.

Lauren: I know, we're calling the cops as soon as Tyler comes back inside. I'll have him call you and tell you what's up afterwards.

We ended our conversation on that note and I leaned back in the chair, smiling to myself, relieved to know that his friends were being so accepting of his decision to be with someone like me. There had not even been any serious questions, it was just accepted... I'm sure the questions would come later. Right now, they just seemed more concerned with the fact that Jennifer had really crossed a line this time. 

I stood up and decided to go outside to get Tyler... he had been out there for a while now, and we really needed to get this phone call to the police over with. I poked my head out the window and looked down, trying to see him, but I could not. 

"That's odd," I muttered. Where exactly was he, I wondered confused.

I threw on a jacket and made my way down the stairs, opening the front door and stepping outside. I turned to the left and my eyes shot wide open my heart freezing in my chest... no!

"Tyler!" I screamed, running towards him and dropping to my knees, lifting him off of the ground. I had no idea what the hell had happened, but there was a large gash on his left temple on his head and he was out cold. 

I looked around but saw no one; whoever had done this must have fled right away. Finally, his eyes fluttered open and he groaned.

"Are you okay," I asked, my voice trembling, tears stinging my eyes.

"J-Jennifer,"

Jennifer... had she done this? Was that what he was trying to tell me?

"Did she do this," I asked.

"N-No... someone else. She was with him though. Their still here!"

I looked around again, but I still could not see anyone. That's when I noticed the door leading into the apartment complex was open, and I had closed it when I came outside to look for Tyler. 

I helped him sit up and had him lean against the wall for a moment, stepping back into the hallway of the complex and listening. Upstairs, I could hear laughter, and loud crashing sounds. I knew where they were now; they had gone into the apartment and were likely trashing the whole place. 

I balled my hands into fists, squeezing them tightly, I wanted to go in there right now and tear them both apart...Jennifer especially. I looked back down at Tyler though, who had drifted back into unconsciousness again, which probably was not good since he could have a concussion.

I swallowed my anger and lifted him up off the ground, dragging him to my car and putting him in the passenger seat. I got in the driver's side, turned on the engine and started rushing to the hospital. As I drove I pulled out my phone and dialed 911, this was going to end right now.

"Yes, I have an emergency two people have attacked my boyfriend and broken into our apartment. I'm taking him to the hospital right now, the two who did it are still at the apartment." 

I tried to stay calm as the operator requested, and gave her the address and more information, as much as I could. I told her that one of the people was Tyler's ex-girlfriend and she reassured me the police were on their way.

She told me to have someone from the ER call them, again once we had arrived, and that another squad car would meet us there to take down an assault report. I hung up the phone, concentrating on my driving and hoping to whoever was up there that Tyler would be okay.



Jogging Partners Ch. 08



When we got to the hospital, I was taken straight to the back where they immediately started treating my injuries. I had apparently suffered a pretty nasty concussion; luckily though, it was not fatal and it had not caused any serious internal problems either, I was given an ice pack after a few tests were finished up and they sat me in a room to wait for a police officer.

Now that I was here, it was sinking in just how psychotic Jennifer really was, and I felt myself becoming angry. No, I felt myself becoming furious; what the hell was wrong with her, really? Why could she not just let it go now, this was ridiculous. 

The door for my room opened, and Lauren stepped in, tears in her eyes. She shut the door and threw her arms around me pulling me to her and squeezing me tightly. I sighed and wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as she held me as well. I breathed in her scent and a feeling of calmness overcame me; the anger slipped away and I relaxed. 

It was her who needed to calm down the most though, even as she held me close Lauren was trembling. She was just as upset as I was, perhaps even more.

"You scared the shit out of me," she said suddenly.

"What? What do you mean?"

"When I found you; I thought you were dead or something." She laughed slightly, but I could tell it was more of a nervous laugh then anything. I chuckled and reached up kissing her softly on the lips.

"I'm sorry love. I didn't mean to freak you out like that."

"It's not your fault," she said. "It's that bitch Tyler, we need to make sure she doesn't get away with this. She has gone too far this is beyond just harassment, its assault, so please tell me your going to say yes when the cops ask if you want to press charges."

"I will," I said seriously. I had never been more serious about this matter in my life. I was tired of Jennifer and her bullshit too. She had done a lot of stupid shit since we broke up, but this was the last straw. Deep down, a part of me worried; if I let her get away with it, what the hell would she do next? If she was crazy enough to do this who was to say she would not come back again and try to hurt me again? Or maybe next time, she would attempt to harm Lauren. 

I definitely would never let her hurt Lauren.

There was a knock at the room door and I looked up from Lauren to see a police officer standing in the doorway. "Are you Tyler?"

"Yes sir,"

The officer entered the room and took a seat and immediately began asking Lauren and I questions about Jennifer. The officer told us that they had Jennifer in custody, along with a young man who was apparently her newest boyfriend. They were holding them both at the nearest police department and then finally the question I had been waiting for presented itself: "Do you want to press charges?"

"Yes."

I said it without even thinking twice, and the officer nodded his head. Lauren squeezed my hand supportively and smiled at me.

"Now...I don't mean to be rude here but um...Ma'am, you're a transsexual is that correct?"

I tried not to take it offensively, honestly I was not sure where he was going with this or how that had anything to do with Jennifer. But Lauren did not seem offended by the question, so I ignored my own mistrust in the police officer. 

"That's correct," she answered.

"Okay, now... Tyler, you left Jennifer for Lauren correct?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Okay, and that's when she started doing all of this?"

Again, I told him that he was correct and he cleared his throat and leaned back in his chair. 

"The reason I'm asking is because honestly, this seems a bit like a hate crime to me, you could press charges, she would also get in trouble for breaking and entering, harassment, the pictures she took of the two of you together and obviously assault. She's looking at a good few years behind bars for all of that together. When she gets out you'll be able to apply for a restraining order against her to keep her away."

"What about the boyfriend," Lauren asked. 

"Well, he was a participant in most of what she did so he'll be going away as well but maybe not as long as her. You could also get a restraining order against him if you wanted to."

It was a done deal, and I had pressed charges. When it was over, the officer stepped out of the room and left Lauren and I alone. A doctor came in a moment later and informed us that I was being discharged, and that the police wanted me to come down to the station to confirm that the person they had in custody was indeed Jennifer. As I stood up and started getting changed back into my regular clothes, Lauren sat across from me smiling the whole time. 

"I'm proud of you," she said happily. 

I simply laughed and shook my head, but she leaned forward in her seat and sighed heavy. 

"I'm serious," she persisted. "I really am proud of you, I've been waiting a long time for you to stand up to this bitch. Don't let people walk on you anymore Tyler."

"I won't," I said smiling back at her. "And the restraining order should keep her away even after she gets out. I'm free from her shit from this day forward... which reminds me," I said moving towards her. I took her by the hands pulling her from the seat and into my arms. Lauren smiled up at me and I kissed her on the forehead.

"Now that this shit's over with and she's really going to be out of our way for good... I was thinking we could start planning for an actual future together."

"Meaning what exactly?"

"Meaning...I don't know. Get the hell out of this city, maybe buy a house together and well...I was thinking we could get married."

There was no verbal reply, instead she literally jumped into my arms and crushed my lips with her own sliding her tongue into my mouth in probably the most passionate kiss I had ever received from her in our time as a couple. I kissed her back and when we finally broke apart for air, I set her down but she would not let go of me. "

I love you," she said happily through her tears.

And I loved her too... I could not love anyone more then I loved Lauren. Most of all, I couldn't wait for the two of us to get out of this city, buy our own house together and get our lives on track.

We left the hospital with the officer who took us back to the department where we could confirm that it was really Jennifer even though we both knew it really was her. The moment we walked into the police station, I felt a sense of anxiety come over me, I did not want to see Jennifer. It wasn't that I was afraid of her, not anymore. 

I just hated her so much, and I knew that level of anger was not healthy for anyone to feel. I'd rather walk away and not see her ever again. It wasn't that simple though, and I knew it would not be. I would also have to be present the day of the trial when she was sentenced.

First things first though... I had to confirm it was the right person. Then we could get this all over with, and Lauren and I could finally leave all of it in the past and live our lives together.

There she was, sitting on a chair against the wall on the far left hand corner. 

The officer walked us over to her and she looked up at me with a weird look in her eyes, it wasn't a threatening look. It was more of a blank stare, but it quickly turned into a lopsided grin when she noticed the bruise on my head where I had been hit.

"Is this the woman who attacked you?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Jennifer, your ex has decided to press charges. You'll be spending the weekend here until we can get you in front of a judge Monday morning, you have the right to an attorney."

As I listened to the officer read her her rights, Lauren gave my hand a supportive squeeze and I noticed that even as she had been told she was under arrest, Jennifer's wicked smile still had not faded.

"Can I have a moment alone with her please?"

I knew the request would raise some concern from Lauren; I could tell it had, considering the look she was giving me now. The officer glanced at me to see if I was certain I wanted to be alone with her, and when I nodded my head, he walked away. 

Lauren reluctantly let go of my hand and followed the cop away leaving the two of us to ourselves. I was not really totally, sure why I wanted to speak with her right now; I guess in a way I wanted to tell her she had failed. She had failed to do whatever it was she had wanted to do. 

"So," I started in a low and firm voice. "Why'd you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Don't play stupid with me," I spat. "You've lost, just tell me why you did it."

"Because you fucking left me," she yelled angrily. 

I could not believe she had it in her to say something so stupid... she knew full well I had left her because she was a controlling manipulative bitch. Not to mention the incident where she had thrown the bottle at my head; I wasn't going to tolerate physical abuse. What the hell did she expect from me?

"You got what was coming to you," I said.

"Oh really... I could say the same to you."

I sat down on a chair across from her and leaned forward, looking her dead in the eyes. 

"Did I really Jen, did I even do anything wrong? Did I REALLY do anything wrong, or were you just too blind to see that the one doing all the things that were wrong was actually you!"

"What the fuck are you talking about," she asked furiously. 

I could see tears coming up in her eyes now and I knew I was gaining the upper hand in an argument with Jen for probably the first time in all the years I had known her.

"We both know how controlling you were, how manipulative. How mentally and eventually physically abusive you were. Hell, I know damn well you cheated on me quite a few times, but I kept my mouth shut because I thought I loved you. I was wrong, and I'm sorry it took so long for me to understand that I was wrong, but I was."

"You cheated on me you bastard,"

"And you did the same to me."

"I never messed around with anyone Tyler, you know that's not true."

I ran a hand through my hair, shaking my head and biting my lip, trying desperately to control my anger. She would be taken care of from this point, there was no reason for me to lose my temper anymore... what would it get me anyway? That and we were in a police station, what could I really do?

"You're a liar Jennifer. You're a liar and you know it."

She looked away from me, her smile having finally faded completely. Now it was replaced with a look of anger and guilt and shame, because she knew I was right. She knew I had not been beaten in the way she wanted to beat me.

"I think the real reason you did this was because you were just to unwilling to accept your mistakes. You did not want to see that you had destroyed our relationship far too many times. You did not want to see that I had moved on; that I had found someone who REALLY loved me and could show it to me without treating me like trash."

"Yeah great job Tyler, you found a fag-"

"Don't say it," I cut her off instantly. 

I had heard that insult from her mouth far too many times, and was completely tired of hearing the words. 

"She's not that at all, she's a woman. To me, she is and always will be a woman and I know I am not gay for being in love with her. The best part of all is that she loves me as much as I love her."

Lauren had probably overheard most of what I had said, since she wasn't standing to far away and I had said it relatively loud. I looked over at her and noticed her smiling lovingly at me. I smiled back briefly, before returning my gaze to Jennifer; it was time to end this conversation and move forward.

"I just wanted to tell you, that you failed. You wanted to ruin my happiness, but you couldn't do it Jen. You only succeeded in making yourself miserable. You should have backed off when I told you to. It's over now. I'm going to go live my life happily with the woman that I love."

I stood up, no more words spoken, turned quickly and walked away. I could feel her angry eyes burning a hole through my back, but I did not care. I took Lauren by the hand and led her to the desk where the officer who brought us here was sitting waiting for us. 

After some paperwork was filled out, we were allowed to leave, and we made our way back to our apartment together.

The car ride home was silent, but it wasn't an awkward silence. I guess both of us were just exhausted, physically and mentally. Lauren drove since I wasn't allowed to be behind the wheel of a car for a few days given the blow to my head I had received. 

When we got home, we went straight into the apartment together. It had been trashed by Jennifer and her new supposed boyfriend. There had not been any serious damage from the looks of it, they just came in and threw everything all over the place and knocked things over. 

It would be a lot of cleaning up, and there were a few things here and there that were broken... but they would not be expensive to replace.

"I'm beat," Lauren spoke softly as she plopped down on the sofa and smiled at me, "What do you say we get some shut eye, and clean this mess up in the morning, I think we could both use some rest."

"Yeah, I'll agree with you there."

"You know I'm very proud of you," she said. 

She patted the cushion next to her, and I took a seat beside her. Lauren leaned her head against my shoulder and we both sighed, taking in the comfortable silence for a moment.

"This is the start of a new life for us both," she said, "I'm very happy."

"Me too," I replied, giving her a kiss on the forehead. 

Her hand trailed down my leg suddenly and moved over my crotch. I smiled as she gave it a gentle squeeze and she smirked at me.

"You've had a long day and I was so worried about you. How about I make you feel all better before we go to sleep?"

I wasn't going to say no as she rubbed my cock through my pants I could feel myself getting hard. She continued rubbing, and soon she had unzipped my fly and slipped off the couch onto her knees, pulling my dick free from its confines. 

She wrapped her lips around it and took me straight to the back of her throat, swallowing me whole. I moaned, leaning my head back and sinking into the soft cushioned couch.

Lauren moved her head up and down, her wet lips gliding back and forth over my cock as I ran a hand loosely through her hair. I felt the pressure building up in my balls, and she must have sensed that I was getting close because she took as much of me into her throat as possible. 

She began using her throat muscles to give me a nice massage, swallowing against my cock and before long I felt my entire body spasm as I shot a massive load into her mouth. 

She swallowed every drop of my warm sticky cum, licking the shaft and the head clean and then pulled my pants down along with my boxers. She threw my pants and boxers to the floor, my cock and balls now fully exposed. Even though I had already accomplished a pretty relaxing orgasm, she obviously was not finished with me just yet. 

She started licking and sucking my balls, while stroking my cock until I was completely hard again. At that point, she started teasing the head with her tongue, earning a moan from my parted lips. She reached up with both hands under my shirt and began tweaking my nipples, rubbing and pinching them. 

After a few minutes of sucking me again, she pulled away and stood up, giving me a wink.

"I'll be right back,"

She walked off in the direction of our bedroom, and returned a few short minutes later with our bottle of lube. Still smiling at me, she popped open the bottle of lube and knelt down in front of me. She held the bottle high above me and poured a long string of it out, landing on the tip of my cock. 

I winced, as the cold, thick lubricant covered the head of my hot throbbing member. She wrapped a hand around the base of my cock and started stroking, nice and slow, making sure to work the lube all over my erection. Then, she pulled away just for a moment to sit the bottle down on the coffee table before quickly returning. 

"I want your cock in me... now!" she exclaimed.

I moved over some and laid out straight across the couch. Lauren climbed on top of me and positioned her ass right above my dick, before lowering herself carefully down onto me. I moaned feeling her opening spread around the head of my shaft and then as I slid into her, she sighed. 

She was tight, it had been a while since I last fucked her. Lately, it had mostly been me on the receiving end... so this was a much-needed break from our typical routine. 

"You're so tight," I moaned.

"Mm... I know... and you're so fucking hard."

I grabbed hold of her hips and started immediately thrusting up into her. She bounced up and down on my cock, her tits bouncing along with her and her cock flopping against my stomach each time she came down onto me. I stopped thrusting briefly and she leaned in and kissed me on the lips sliding her tongue into my mouth. 

As we kissed she started grinding against me, she was now starting take control, pushing her ass down on my throbbing meat and grinding hard.

"Oh fuck," I whispered. "Keep that up... and I'm going to cum,"

"Oh really? Better slow down then. Wouldn't want this to end too soon."

We continued kissing for a few moments, with my thrusting and her grinding now coming to a momentary stop. After about a minute though, I resumed control over the situation once more, this time grabbing her and flipping her over onto her back. 

She yelped as I moved her, and then started to giggle once I was on top of her. With us in missionary now, my cock was pushing much deeper into her ass, and we could both feel it a lot better than before.

I started thrusting, her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her hard. Her nails dug into my back, and she kissed me on the neck, sinking her teeth into my skin but not hard enough to cause me any pain. She licked and sucked at my neck, leaving a hickey in the place of her lips, and then we were back to kissing again as I continued pounding her ass. 

Our lips parted and she moaned, louder this time then before. I could feel her body starting to tremble underneath of me, and I knew what was beginning to happen... she was getting close to orgasm. I picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, trying to catch up with her. I wanted us to cum at the same time, as I always loved when that happened.

At this point, I was pounding her with long hard strokes, my hips meeting with her ass making the familiar sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Then finally, Lauren cried out in pleasure, digging her nails again into my back and her orgasm overcame her. Her body shook beneath me, her cock jerked as it shot long streams of hot cum all over herself, some of it getting on me as well. 

Each time her cock would spasm, her asshole would clamp down around my dick, milking the cum from my balls as I filled her with it.

When it was over, I collapsed on top of her and we both lay there, struggling to catch our breath. I could feel my dick beginning to shrivel up and it slipped out of her ass. Our bodies stuck together with a combination of sweat and her cum. I sat up finally, pulling her up onto my lap as she wrapped her arms around me, and I just held her. 

I held her close to me, and almost did not want to let go of her. 

"That was fucking hot," she whispered.

"Agreed, and now I'm more tired than I was before." 

We both started laughing, and she still held on tight to me. My body aching slightly, I pushed myself up into a standing position while still holding her. She gave an 'Eeek' sound as she wrapped her legs around me and then started to laugh. 

Lauren buried her face in the crook of my neck, as I carried her across the living room and into our sleeping area. I set her down on the bed and climbed in with her, pulling the blankets over us and wrapping my arms around her.




Jogging Partners Ch. 08



I put aside all thoughts of everything that had happened, the assault, my confrontation with Jennifer. That included my worries of getting through the court battles we would endure to see to it that the charges were pressed against Jennifer. 

I let it all go and focused on one thing and one thing only, the woman sleeping soundly next to me. I laughed realizing how quickly she had drifted off after I first laid her down. 

Now it was my turn... I closed my eyes, breathed in her scent and within minute's I was out cold too.

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The next few months were anything but easy; in fact, they were probably the most stressful few months of my entire life. It mostly consisted of a lot of meetings with our lawyer, documents that needed to be taken care of, so on and so on. If I had not had Lauren by my side, I don't think I would have survived any of it... hell, I probably would have gone insane.

She was by my side supporting me every step of the way though, and finally, our stressful work paid off on the day of the final court date and as we had expected, Jennifer was found guilty. Jennifer was found guilty on all of the charges against her: aggravated assault, breaking and entering, destruction of property, and as the officer said, was also found guilty of a hate crime. The fact that Lauren was a transsexual was more of a motive in Jennifer's actions than the fact that I had left her for another woman, and so that counted as a hate crime. 

Sentencing took place a few days later, she was sentenced to five years in a women's prison out in California, pretty far from home. When she got out, the restraining order would automatically kick into effect and hopefully she would obey the rules. For the sake of her own future, she would be wise to do exactly that, she'd be in a world of new trouble if she broke the order.

I will never forget the look on Jennifer's face as they escorted her out of the courtroom in handcuffs, for the first time, I no longer saw the wicked grin she had worn since all of this began. 

For the first time, I actually saw fear and maybe even a hint of sorrow in her eyes, but I did not care. 

Even if this taught her a valuable lesson, even if she came out of prison a better person and wanted to apologize to me... I did not care. I would not want to hear it from her, because no apology could fix things that had already been done.

The only thing that mattered to me now, was that a certain unwanted part of my life had come to an end at last, and now I could finally start a new chapter with the love of my life at my side. 

Lauren and I could finally be happy.

We started searching for a house first, looking through certain areas of New Jersey. After a few short months we settled on a single home with three bedrooms, and a backyard, a beautiful house. Lauren seemed more than happy that we now owned our own house, and so was I of course, but mostly was just happy to see her content with the beginning stages of our new life. 

After we had settled in to our new house, the next task presented itself to us...marriage. 

That would prove to be a lengthy process, telling our families, making plans, settling it with the state, so on, and so on.

Regardless of how long it took though, we were both excited for whenever the big day would come. 

As I sat in our backyard, watching Lauren play with a dog we had recently bought, I finally felt like my life was going in a good direction. 

I could hardly wait for whatever the future had in store for us. 

*

Note:

I know this chapter was not very long. But I did the best I could to make it enjoyable and to deliver a satisfying ending to this series. It may not be totally the end though. I'm going to start work on a new series that I have really been wanting to do, and either somewhere in the middle of that or after I finish writing it all, you may just get to see Tyler and Lauren again. If it happens, it won't be part of the Jogging Partners series, but probably a whole new series showing their lives after all of this. I'll keep everybody updated as to whether or not that's actually going to happen in the future, but there is a pretty good chance it very well might... just not for a little while. I'm excited to work on something new for a while. Until then, everyone enjoy your holidays. 

Whiskey.