peterbilt

Below you can find the complete collection of stories by peterbilt.

Hot For My Best Friend

7 Jul 2014 comments

Dustin got up and stepped around to clamp his hand on Bo's shoulder to keep him from getting up. "Stick around and get yourself laid, stud."

9.1 (156) 10668 Reads 37 Min

Three (ch. 2)

8 Aug 2012 comments

His first weeks being away from Linda were miserable. His first night away after he left, he stayed in an old YMCA in some town that he couldn't remember its name; one of the last of the YMCAs still fulfilling the original mission of providing young men with a place to stay.

7.8 (35) 6668 Reads 26 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 31)

13 Apr 2012 comments

Jack read them word for word, spending much more time than he had on the other papers. "I think I want to change this part right here, item eight," he said, handing the papers back. "Instead of a dollar, I want to leave Michael ten thousand dollars. God knows, he'll blow it in a week, but it's the right thing to do."

9.2 (71) 3930 Reads 7 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 30)

11 Apr 2012 comments

Jerome stepped into the living room with the tin tub full of various locally brewed beers and ice. "Who needs a drink?" he called out to the men assembled in the room before him. Marco followed close behind him with cups and a pitcher of some rum and fruit juice drink.

9.3 (64) 4216 Reads 40 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 29)

9 Apr 2012 comments

I looked to see two guys and two girls coming toward us. I surmised as the captain had, that they came from money. Their clothes weren't Walmart and they weren't slowing or stopping like tourists to take in the big boats and cabin cruisers and yachts tied up all along the dock. They were looking for their boat.

9.2 (48) 2972 Reads 21 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 28)

6 Apr 2012 comments

I stood there, too stunned to speak as I tried to fight through my bewildered state to try to put it all in perspective in some logical meaning. I felt dizzy; butterflies in my stomach. I heard the captain's voice calling my name but I couldn't answer. It came again and I turned to look at him.

9.0 (52) 6758 Reads 27 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 27)

4 Apr 2012 comments

I was more than delighted to meet the people we were taking out on the boat that morning. The Williams family; mom, dad and two sons. The youngest, Caleb, 18, well on the way to filling out his athletic body, and still cute with his shock of blondish hair. Todd, the oldest, was nineteen, very well filled out with hard, rippling muscle and handsome under a buzz cut that gave him something beyond an athletic look.

9.0 (53) 4110 Reads 21 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 26)

3 Apr 2012 comments

I started college, still keeping my job on Captain's boat. After orientation I overheard two of the staff talking about still needing to fill a position in the gym and as I was walking by they tagged me. I readily took the job for the hours I had to spare. I knew Jack wouldn't be happy about it but I didn't like him paying for everything.

9.2 (58) 2760 Reads 17 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 25)

30 Mar 2012 comments

The whole time we were talking we were pressed against each other. I pressed a little harder and he pressed back and I could feel his cock expanding. So was mine.

8.7 (64) 3593 Reads 23 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 24)

28 Mar 2012 comments

Jack gradually came around to the idea that young Marco was almost part of our 'family" and although Marco "knew his place" in the overall scheme of things, Jack began treating him more as an equal to me than someone he paid to look after his house. Marco still called him Mr. Jack but he stopped calling me Mr. Kenny. We were more than friends, we were fuck buddies, just as he became a fuck buddy for Jack.

9.1 (49) 2865 Reads 17 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 23)

26 Mar 2012 comments

A few days after we got back from our mini-vacation--I was calling it our honeymoon in my head--I came home from work looking for Jack. I was incredibly horny but he wasn’t around and Marco had the day off. I was almost tempted to jerk off thinking of our incredible vacation and all we’d done and talked about. I prowled the house restlessly and palmed my cock through my swimsuit.

9.1 (56) 3107 Reads 11 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 22)

23 Mar 2012 comments

We chose a route that would take us close to the ocean but avoid the popular beaches. There were abandoned sugar mills along the way, leftovers from when the island had been mostly sugar plantations. The first part of the hike was grueling as the sun was up and the ocean breezes didn’t reach far into the hilled forest.

8.8 (60) 3064 Reads 18 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 21)

21 Mar 2012 comments

I came into the house practically bursting with excitement. I left the large fish I’d brought home in the sink and poured some ice over it from the freezer. The house was quiet and I figured Jack was upstairs napping or screwing around with Marco. I rinsed my hands and kicked off my sandals by the kitchen door. I pulled off my t-shirt as I took the stairs, in desperate need of a shower.

8.6 (52) 3263 Reads 13 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 20)

19 Mar 2012 comments

Jack and I talked on the phone often. He was happy about my job but said he would rather it not go to full time. I told him I didn't think it would. It was more just when the Captain had clients. He asked casually about Marco, but never anything beyond how I liked the boy and how we were getting along.

8.8 (59) 2969 Reads 16 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 19)

16 Mar 2012 comments

I held my breath as I waited at the carousel for my luggage. I had pulled up tiny shoots from the planters that Jack had given me as well as roots from the three roses, and wrapped them in moist paper toweling and put them in a plastic bag hidden in a pocket in my suitcase.

8.6 (60) 3586 Reads 15 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 18)

14 Mar 2012 comments

I still had the task of cleaning out Justin's locker for real. I went to the school mid morning. There were a few more days of classes for the rest of the school so I waited outside till I heard the bell ring for the next class then made my way quietly through the gym to the locker room. I tapped lightly on Coach's closed door. After several seconds I heard his muffled, "Come in." I tried the door but it was locked. A minute later he ...

9.1 (56) 3823 Reads 15 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 17)

12 Mar 2012 comments

Standing there listening to the continuing applause, I broke my oath. I let the tears flow freely, unashamedly down my face. When Jack came to the steps, my hand was out, but not offered. He never took my hand, nor had he taken Brady's--it would have been out of character for him--but I saw the gratitude in his eyes as he came down the steps.

9.4 (62) 4012 Reads 20 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 16)

9 Mar 2012 comments

Graduation was two days away. We had been fitted for our caps and gowns. I didn't think the day would ever come and now I wasn't sure I was happy about it. I was glad to be graduating, a sense of accomplishment, but I was already feeling melancholy about all I would miss.

9.2 (58) 3928 Reads 23 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 15)

7 Mar 2012 comments

I got dressed and while he showered I made a fresh pot of coffee and fixed his breakfast before sending him on his way. He looked a little worse for wear from the night before but still sexy in his uniform. I had some coffee and sat on the couch to think about the night and what might come.

9.3 (59) 4350 Reads 30 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 14)

5 Mar 2012 comments

Brady called from his Jeep as he slowed to a stop in front of my house. He had the top off and all the windows down. The sun shone off his white wife-beater and made his lightly tanned skin look darker. I caught my own reflection in his sunglasses as I approached from my perch leaning against my car in the driveway.

9.1 (64) 4310 Reads 39 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 13)

2 Mar 2012 comments

I sneaked the phone out of my pocket since we weren’t supposed to have them turned on while on campus. I was surprised to see it was a message from the Sheriff. I’d never have guessed the man knew how to send a text let alone write one. Well, it was just a simple one. ‘You okay?’ it said. I put the phone back in my pocket and stood up.

9.2 (58) 4006 Reads 19 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 12)

29 Feb 2012 comments

I waited outside Brady's apartment for only a few minutes before he pulled up in his Jeep. When he waved and flashed me a big smile, I didn't know whether to melt and run down in a puddle or get a hardon. When he got out of the Jeep, the way he set his foot on the ground, swinging his bubble butt out of the vehicle, standing on the column of his thigh, and those broad shoulders....fuck he so belonged in a Jeep, as much as he belonged in the ...

9.0 (63) 4735 Reads 27 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 11)

27 Feb 2012 comments

I was looking forward to it too. Uncle Jerome was ex-navy, and after I got old enough to understand the stories they told about sailors being cooped up on ships for months on end, I wondered about my uncle. Maybe it was more wishful thinking.

9.1 (60) 4733 Reads 34 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 10)

24 Feb 2012 comments

Justin called to ask if I would like to go with him and Jack to take Michael to the airport. I gladly accepted. They came by to pick me up and I climbed in the back seat with Michael. He was looking studly as fuck, wearing a deep blue knit shirt that hugged his lean, muscular upper body, and a pair of cargo shorts that, with him being so tall, came up about mid thigh; higher as he was sitting down. He looked hot as hell.

9.0 (64) 4738 Reads 17 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 9)

22 Feb 2012 comments

Despite all the others--Justin and his cousin, the deputy, Luis, Damon and the rest of the team, and now some of the guys at the station house--my mind always went back to the Sheriff. There was something about his muscular body, more mature and tested, with the hair on his stomach and his hairy thighs, his overall ruggedness, that attracted me. I could get a hardon just thinking about him. And the more I thought about him the more I was drawn ...

9.3 (68) 5500 Reads 36 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 8)

20 Feb 2012 comments

I didn't know what to make of it, him doing that right in front of Justin's cousin, but it was so playful, maybe he didn't mean anything by it.

9.2 (82) 6319 Reads 26 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 7)

17 Feb 2012 comments

It was still light enough that I could see him in my rear view mirror and I was thinking I didn't mind getting stopped by this guy. Just the way he walked sent chills through me, not to mention the way he filled out the dark brown uniform. Fuck!

9.1 (67) 6257 Reads 17 Min

My Brother-in-Law (ch. 2)

16 Jan 2012 comments

I ducked into the tent right behind Jack Willis who was already shedding his jacket before it soaked into his shirt. I wasn't so lucky; I hadn't worn a jacket and my shirt was soaked.

9.2 (186) 17880 Reads 96 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 6)

13 Jan 2012 comments

After our talk in the squad car I didn't get to see Jack for a few days. I was still thinking about what he'd told me...

9.2 (71) 6109 Reads 17 Min

Knowing I'm Gonna Get Fucked (ch. 5)

11 Jan 2012 comments

Sunday morning I taught Kyle a little more about fucking. It was surprisingly fun since I felt free to tell him exactly what to do and how to do it...

8.8 (60) 5068 Reads 16 Min