Simon Says: Last chapter. It would be easy to do another series with some or all of these characters, so who knows? But for now, as I try to continue to clean out my literary partially written story closet, this is the end on this one. Jack, Sadie and I thank you for coming along for the ride. Standard caveat: I am about the slow burn. And of course this...
This is a continuation of my story. Some of my readers left me concerns about how short the chapters were so I decided to add more chapters to each of the submissions. As of yet, there is no sex, I'm sorry, but this is a novel...not a quicky. I'm also looking for someone to help out, feel free to contact me directly through email. I'm missing a major portion...
Josh Richards was ready to attend college at Texas A&M next fall. He lived in a small town in northern Alabama. He had his own business and his own money, which would pay for part of his tuition to college. He started a lawn care business when he was twelve. By the time he was eighteen, he had his own used pickup truck and a 14 ft. trailer for lawn mowers, t...
For all of you who have followed this story since the beginning, those of you who have discovered it along the way, and those of you who will find it in the future, I appreciate your readership. This is the final chapter of UCLA to Big D. I strongly encourage you to read the epilogue as well...the final chapter is dedicated to all of you supposed know-it-all...
“We’ve got to be downstairs in 45 minutes,” said Betty as she removed her bra. “I need to take a quick shower and do my make up. That should leave us just enough time for a quickie.” She walked over to the bed and pulled back the spread and blanket. Then she returned to me and grabbed my semi-erect penis. She held on and pulled me to the bed. By the t...
The summer before my Junior year of college was a hot one. I was back home, and on our days off, my high school friends and I did everything we could to try and stay cool while still enjoying the great outdoors- but it was tough. Our usual pastimes like hiking or walking around downtown had truly lost their charm in the heat. My group of friends included t...
As the day grew hotter and my temper shorter I noticed three things as I pulled on my third shirt of the morning. One; I was running out of shirts, two; the breeze blowing my curtains aside was warmer than the shower I'd just taken and three; She was watching me again. Now, Mrs Brady (Old Lady) as we knew her had lived in the flat opposite for as long as I...
Braden looked at Linsey pleadingly. He tried to keep his aristocratic face calm—after all, they were dining at DeSoto's—but couldn't she listen? Couldn't she take a bit of pity on him? Braden's cock was locked in the Penitentiary tube, and it was surging to get out. But Lin would have to make the call...it was her cock to deal with! Two nights before, Linse...
This is a continuation of my novel. I'm sorry it took so long to get it on here. It's going to take even longer to get the next piece on. I'm sorry in advance for any grammatical, spelling or punctuation issues as I still have yet to be able to get an editor to contact me. As with before, all sexual actions take place by eighteen year old adults. For those w...
Part Two Andy I'd had my suspicions for some time, but I was the kind of guy who buried his head in the sand and hoped it would all just go away. But it didn't go away and then came the day my wife grabbed me by the nape of my neck, jerked my head up out of the sand and confirmed my suspicions. We had just finished dinner on a Wednesday evening and it wasn...