Alright, this is the lemon stuff. Go ahead and jack off all you want, that's what these stories are for.
I see a dark figure in the room as I walk in. Peter asked me to meet him in an old storage room. I bought some lace underwear at the Dauntless clothing place: A strapless black bra and matching panties. I thought Peter would like it.
"Hey, Peter, " I whisper.
In a flash, he's right in front of me. He runs his hands down me and squeezes my waist. He lowers his head. "Glad you could make it, Stiff," he murmurs as he kisses me.
He seems eager to get my clothes off. He takes my shirt off and leans down to kiss my bird tattoos. "You wear that for me, Stiff? Sexy." He pushes me back and I fall into a chair. He kneels down and pulls my pants off.
"Peter . . ." I say. "I don't think . . . I mean . . ."
"Don't worry," he says as he pulls my underwear off.
He gets up and leans over me. He kisses me on my cheek, my jaw, my throat and back up to my lips. He starts moving his finger up and down over my clit. Oh God that feels so good.
I moan into Peter's mouth. With his other hand he takes off my bra and caresses my breasts. He pulls me up and shoves me against a wall, kissing me more aggressively. He pulls off his shirt and presses his chest to mine.
He lowers his head and kisses my neck, hard. He thrusts his entire finger inside of me and I'm completely filled with bliss. I moan Peter's name.
"You like that?" he says. "You'll like this even more."
He starts to take off his pants. He pulls off his boxers and steps out of them. I swing my legs up and hold them to his waist. He slowly enters me, and then, suddenly he thrusts in fast. It hurts, and brings tears to my eyes, but it feels so good.
He starts going faster and faster. "Yes, Peter . . . " I moan. "Yes . . ." He grips my legs, thrusting harder.
I hear Peter groan as I come, and a moment later I feel Peter come as well. This is the best thing I've ever felt in my life, I can't even find an emotion to describe it.
Peter pulls away from me, breathing heavy, and I find I'm gasping too. "That was fucking awesome, Stiff," Peter says, pulling his underwear and pants back on.
I nod vigorously. "Yeah, that was fun." I get my clothes back on.
"See you around, Stiff," he says before leaving.
I wait a few seconds before following suit.