Clay awoke from his nap a little over 4 hours after he'd laid down, his aching muscles protesting stiffly as he stirred. At first he was a bit disoriented, but soon recalled the events that had taken place earlier that day and remembered exactly where he was. He was in Coach Duncan's bed. He sat up, the sheets falling from his chest to rest in a bundle on...
Clay managed to wake up before his coach did the day following the cemetery visit. Just as he had planned to. He managed to grab a few things from the compartment in his nightstand quietly enough to avoid waking the older man, and then carefully made his way to the bathroom. He closed the door softly behind himself before hitting the light. The boy then laid...
Alex had cleared space on her busy calendar in order to leave work early. Clay had recently issued orders to meet him at a biker bar in the San Fernando Valley. She was not accustomed to taking orders, especially from an aggressive male, but there are exceptions to everything. Three nights ago, her relationship with a fellow realtor changed dramatically. C...
[Disclaimer: This story contains a sexual situation suitable for mature audiences. Though I personally am not offended by younger people enjoying my work, laws tend to see it otherwise. So if it is illegal for you to view erotic literature, or if you do not wish to view erotic literature that pertains to lying maidens, sinful thoughts, and unintentional impr...
Well the arrangements had been made by Sandi with her friend to go to a house party. Sandi was dressed to the max, brown suede skirt, black garter belt with black stockings, a black silk blouse, and a black velvet bra and most importantly no panties. We went to our local hangout to meet friends and have some drinks. We weren't sure that he would actually sho...
Clay could only struggle to remain upright after his release, his shaky hands now clenched at the front of both of the coach's thighs to support himself, his forehead resting slightly below the right side of Coach Dunc's hip. The kids breathing was labored and heavy, his face flushed a bright red beneath the layer of sweat that had formed during his unexpect...
Back story- This is a story to follow up a side story in the 3rd chapter of Chelsea's 18th Birthday. Since this story includes no mention of Chelsea or Brent, I have decided to exclude it from that series. However, it is best to read Chelsea's 18th Birthday Ch 3 in order to understand who Clay and Angela Pumley are and the relationship that they share. For...
Alex's life had turned upside down since the death of her husband. In fact, today marked the fourteenth month of his untimely death. Most deaths, perhaps, are untimely, but he was so young. It had been a trying year, watching helplessly as the lung cancer ravaged his body. It was unexpected because he didn't smoke, exercised regularly, and followed a vegetar...
Coach Duncan awoke Friday morning feeling relaxed and refreshed. He let a powerful stretch course through his body as he laid cozily beneath the bedding before turning his attention to the boy lightly snoring beside him. It was a sight and feeling he didn't think he'd ever get enough of. Clay was curled up into a very loose ball, his hair was messy and his r...
This story, as is all stories, isn't written for everyone. If you enjoyed it, thank you very much and you're welcome. If not, thank you for visiting. ***** Kim and I arrived at the chalet about noon. My name is Clay. It had been locked up since October. Winter was old but still here. We unloaded and got everything up and running. Took about three hours as...