Warning: This story contains sexual content. Adults only, please.
It was a couple of weeks later when I saw Eric again; the tall, perfect, Irish, awesome MLB player. I don’t think I’d ever met a man like him. Peter was ok with me dating him, even though he was pretty raw about it after the first encounter. He met him the next time around.
KNOCK KNOCK. Eric arrived at the house to take me out on the town. This time, Peter strolled to answer it.
”Hey!” Peter said as he opened the door and smiled at the giant man in front of him.
Feeling a bit surprised Peter answered the door, “Hey man, I’m glad I get to meet you this time,” Eric said as they shook hands. “You have a very special lady,” he said as he smiled at Peter.
“Yeah she is truly amazing.” Peter said while he nodded and ushered Eric into the entryway.
Eric took in the sight of our home. It wasn’t the biggest, but Peter and I both had great jobs, so we had a 4,000 square foot home. We also knew that we would begin having babies before we knew it. Eric’s modest modern cabin could fit into our house twice over, but he only complimented the house as Peter brought him from the entryway, into the kitchen, and settled the two of them in the living room with a couple beers.
”I wanted you to know I am perfectly good with these dates.” Peter said, taking a drink to shut himself up.
”That’s great, man,” Eric couldn’t help himself from smiling as the shorter Italian man tried to make small talk.
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