Hi my name's Peter, Pete to my friends and Petey to my family. I am 30 years old 5'11 short blond wavy hair emerald green eyes and what people would call a swimmers body. I'm a gay single dad to an almost two year old his mum walked out on us when he was only a baby. she couldn't handle the fact I was gay we only got together to please my mum it would kill h...
Author's note: those readers of the Peeing on the Peeper series will recognise the Leather Man character from one of its chapters. In that story the Leather Man was not allowed his wicked ways with the Peeper, so I've created a story especially for him. * The phone rang in my office and since my useless assistant was on one of his two-hour fuckin' lunch br...
Mark and I met at a local Senior's Center. Both of us are healthy, active retirees in our mid 60s. He had lost his wife, Carrie, of 26 years to cancer about 9 months before we met. I had lost mine to surgery complications abour 11 months before. Our mutual interests and lonliness drew us together like old friends meeting again after years apart. We watched...
It was another of our poker nights, we were playing poker with a few friends from work. Sarah and I now had a well practiced routine, we found it eased potential partners into what we had planned. Sarah and I were both very good poker players, we could direct the game however we wished. Sarah was winning, she announced that this was boring, and that we shou...
One night a few days later, Will called me up. He invited a few buddies from the neighborhood over for Poker. Being a Texas Hold'em fan, I agreed to bring the beer and the chipset I have. An hour later, Will, five other guys, and I sat at the Poker table in his basement. Before I knew it, I was pleasantly buzzed and on tilt with my chips. "Don't worry, man,...
New Year's Eve party at my girlfriend's friend's condo. I wandered away from Jules as she stood in a circle with three other girls gossiping and laughing about another girl across the room. The two ice cubes in the bottom of my drink glass rattled, subtly signaling me to head toward the bar. So I did. Pushing through the melee, I accidentally bumped a stra...
Vince Tranter looks out over the countryside, the sun is setting and is painting vivid hues of red, orange and gold on a canvas of cumulus clouds in the distance. Anthony would get so excited at seeing such a beautiful sunset. Vince remembers on many occasions Anthony would often drag him into the garden to watch them. They would hug, embracing each other at...
The blasting rock music on the stereo and the gyrating hyper college kids in the middle of the dance floor were enough reasons for me to leave Felt early, besides I had no intention of becoming the designated driver to those silly girls who called themselves friends, but I had ulterior motives than spending a night in a bar, getting high and wasted. I needed...
This is a short story about a recent event where I ended up sucking several cocks and being outed as a cocksucker. It does continue as some of the guys have turned me into their personal cock pig now that they all know about my love of sucking cock. For years I've been a part of a monthly gathering of 6 guys that play penny ante poker. We were all married g...
The first time I saw Lester Hodges, the Midwest shopping mall developer and owner, was at the blood fights in Kampala, Uganda, in early November. He had invited his lawyer, Art Brandeis, out to attend the fights, and Art, one of my regular clients, had brought me along. Hodges was an ugly bear of a man, over six and a half feet tall, heavy to the point of o...