Simon's Engagement
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Reality TV › American Idol/Pop Idol
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,552
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Simon's Engagement
Due to the lack of flames, I'm writing more. I'm also working on a western. Can you say hot cowboys?
Ryan leaned back in his hottub, one hand holding a Mai-Tai, and sighed over the beautiful Malibu sunset. The last time he enjoyed the hottub him and Simon did the horizontal tango not even six feet away on the deck. Thinking about that strange night made his skinny dipping partner take notice and poked out above the water line. Just as his hand closed around his cock, he heard his name being called. His heart leapt when he recognized the voice. He slouched down in the water and prayed that Simon wouldn't notice his chub. Simon walked from the side yard and entered the deck. His eyebrow went up, remembering that Ryan went commando in the hottub. Ryan ignored him and took a sip of his drink, "What's up Simon? Are you making sarcastic house calls now?"
Ryan laughed at his own joke and then stopped abruptly looking at Simon's pursed lips. Again he felt a swelling down below and he didn't try to hide it this time.
"I wanted to tell you first before you found out through the grape vine," Simon said shuffling from one foot to another.
"Ok. Go."
"I asked Terri to marry me. I'm trying to talk her out of a big wedding. If it was up to me it would just be us and her parents in the Carribean. But hell, you get only married once so why not give the girl what she wants. Just I hope she doesn't want freesias they give me a bloody headache...." Simon continued on, but Simon stopped listening after the word marry. He knew what they had was a one time deal but this made it clear that's what it was. "...and that mother of her's, she sounds like a cow that's being milked to death."
"Simon shut up. Congradulations, it's been like four years that you've been dating Terri. Were you waiting for the mother to die?" They shared a chuckle and shook hands. "Thanks for telling me," Ryan smiled. "I'll bring some champagne tomorrow to celebrate." and some payback.
Ryan leaned back in his hottub, one hand holding a Mai-Tai, and sighed over the beautiful Malibu sunset. The last time he enjoyed the hottub him and Simon did the horizontal tango not even six feet away on the deck. Thinking about that strange night made his skinny dipping partner take notice and poked out above the water line. Just as his hand closed around his cock, he heard his name being called. His heart leapt when he recognized the voice. He slouched down in the water and prayed that Simon wouldn't notice his chub. Simon walked from the side yard and entered the deck. His eyebrow went up, remembering that Ryan went commando in the hottub. Ryan ignored him and took a sip of his drink, "What's up Simon? Are you making sarcastic house calls now?"
Ryan laughed at his own joke and then stopped abruptly looking at Simon's pursed lips. Again he felt a swelling down below and he didn't try to hide it this time.
"I wanted to tell you first before you found out through the grape vine," Simon said shuffling from one foot to another.
"Ok. Go."
"I asked Terri to marry me. I'm trying to talk her out of a big wedding. If it was up to me it would just be us and her parents in the Carribean. But hell, you get only married once so why not give the girl what she wants. Just I hope she doesn't want freesias they give me a bloody headache...." Simon continued on, but Simon stopped listening after the word marry. He knew what they had was a one time deal but this made it clear that's what it was. "...and that mother of her's, she sounds like a cow that's being milked to death."
"Simon shut up. Congradulations, it's been like four years that you've been dating Terri. Were you waiting for the mother to die?" They shared a chuckle and shook hands. "Thanks for telling me," Ryan smiled. "I'll bring some champagne tomorrow to celebrate." and some payback.