Chapter One "You said you wanted to know when the bitch dropped them. And if you want to see them before I put them down, you'd better get over here fast." Clyde had jolted Ken out of a deep sleep. It had been a rough day. Classes at the college, followed by football practice. Then he had to stop at the pharmacy on the way home and pick up Laurie's prescri...
Heath insisted on riding to the hospital with Dillon and Jamie. He sat in the back of Dillon’s Lumina, not once during the ride breaking his silence. For that, Dillon was glad. He didn’t trust himself to speak. The drive to Chicago General seemed to take forever. Dillon barely remembered parking the car or making the trip from the parking garage to the emer...
I went over to the triple-sized shower stall and turned on the dual jets. Okay, I admit it-this was the real reason we'd bought this house. The architect apparently had a water fetish. Not only was the shower huge, it had a built-in bench and enough hoses and gadgets to fulfill any fantasies our vivid imaginations could think up. And the shower wasn't the...
"Hi, PJ." I looked up from my corporate provided Blackberry to see my little sister walking up. She pushed the handle of her rolling carry-on suitcase in and plopped down in the seat next to me. "Hi, Jen," I said. "You heard from Mom and Dad?" "Yeah, I just got off the phone with mom. They should be here any minute." I sighed. It was Monday morning and...
Welcome back! I'm so glad to have finally updated one of two stories on here. Reminder that this story's parts are not exclusive, so if you're new, go ahead and read chapters 1 and 2 to catch up ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CHAPTER 3 I lay down, preparing for a nap before going to work. I found out how easy it is to fall asleep at a desk job a few weeks ago. Matt loo...
You have to be careful how you answer some questions or at least make sure you understand what is being asked. The question in my case was answered based on the knowledge of an eighteen year old kid; not knowing what was really implied or how it would change my perception of sex. The question has also brought about many of the stories that I write -- many of...
I am truly sorry to have left the story hanging. I will finish it. I hope those of you who've enjoyed the story so far haven't given up. Old friends re-unite. New friends are made, or at least met. There's some sex but not a lot. Thanks to LarryInSeattle once more for his help with the editing. Enjoy, comment (helpful comments appreciated the most, even i...
Alright, so more of a filler, folks, I had fun writing this. So for those who are sick of looking at this story: If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all! Don't ask me to end this series!! That is very hurtful when you guys ask me to stop Aquata Cove. Also, as for my grammar flaws, namely my problem mixing up my past/present tenses, I'm so...
This is the fourth chapter of 'Pony Boy' and, if you haven't read the rest, then please do so first. Quite a bit of the story refers back to events in the earlier parts and it won't make much sense if you read them out of order. And, of course, there are the usual disclaimers; anyone involved in sexual acts is over eighteen and we're all fictional. There'...
"God, he was big. Christ, he was huge. Fuck, he was punishing me." The mantra kept running through my mind. And I wasn't just talking about Jomata Nyoni's height, breadth, and belly. I'd been told that he was called the Man Splitter in Uganda when he was working his evil as one of Idi Amin's enforcers, but that was about his work with an ax. Nobody had told...