Your Boyfriend Peter Fanart Novels & Stories

A player from their team peter came and sat next to Gary. He looked at Gary with lustful eyes. Seeing Gary in this state was really turning him on. Peter is the gay that no one knows off. But seeing Gary like that and everyone in their own world he can't resist the temptation. “Hey buddy, you feeling, okay?” peter asked Gary while putting his arm around his shoulder. “Never better” Gary gave him his best smile while slipping out of his hold. Peter didn’t back off. He spiled some of his beer on Gary making it look like an accident. “oh god….am sorry” peter took a napkin and start to wipe his crouch area “I am really sorry let me help you”

Finally, Peter's voice came through, languid and satisfied, as if he was still basking in the afterglow of the earlier events. “Hey, Ryan, calling me this late—what’s up?” he asked with a lazy, casual tone. I fought to keep my voice steady, though my emotions were in turmoil. “Peter, about the kid in the photo…” I paused, struggling to maintain my composure before continuing, “He’s the one I’ve been waiting for, my one true love at first sight.”

51 : "Cusco" Cusco 51 My feet began to drag me closer to where the girls were while my eyes are locked to Peter entering the lobby. He looked cool with his shirt with his blue jeans. He was smiling while he waved at his fans. He looked so happy as he stopped for some fans and smiled with them for pictures. From the corner of my eyes, I see Tammy fanning herself. I could hear her repeating the words Oh My God and I know she's as thrilled as everyone else. Peter looked incredibly hot right now. He looked fresh from the airport and his huge backpack that made him look cool.

Peter: was your day ? Me: yes and yours ?! Peter: work, I want to relax Me: what are we doing here ?! To fart : .. He has this way of fixing me, he looks at me straight with his eyes while supporting my gaze and it destabilizes me Me: why are you doing this ?! Peter: what ?! Me: why are you looking at me ?! Peter: because your eyes charm me much more than your body Me: Peter .. Peter: you asked me the question

A groggy voice sounded and then the light was shut on, and then the door got shut quickly. “C’mon, I know you like it.” The groggy voice sounded again touching the shoulder of a boy sitting on a chair and stroking his dick. It was Peter, he was bisexual, no one hated him cause he hid that he actually liked men and since he liked ladies too, it was easy.

Ava asked curiously. Peter instantly smirked and shoved his hands into his pockets. “What? It’s a secret.” A faint blush crept across his face, making Ava narrow her eyes at him even more. “Whatever she told you,” Ava began softly, “you know you don’t need to win my heart… you already have it.” Peter’s steps slowed slightly as he looked at her. “Really?” he asked quietly. “But I’m not your boyfriend.” “That’s because you’re my best friend,” Ava replied with a small smile. “You’ve known me longer than anybody else.”

A moment later, Mia looked at the person resting his head on her shoulder, his hand still holding her tightly: "Peter, you said to focus on work?" Peter still eloquently replied: "That will improve work efficiency even more." His arms wrapped tightly around her small body. Mia: “…” Although she felt helpless towards this man, her heart was still very sweet, she tolerated him as he tolerated her. She reassured herself that recently, Peter accepted an invitation from a famous university in the field of art, and had a lot of contact with students, so he was a bit unstable. Mia is so proud to have such a talented boyfriend, with the comics he created, and how many paintings he drew, he exhibited

Damn, my skin feels like it's scorching. "How was the dance?" I ask Peter. Peter smirks. "Fun." He calls the bartender and orders another shot. "Although I wish Eren wouldn't have let me enjoy it by myself." I laugh. "It's true, then. You're not interested in any girl, Eren, even just for fun." Maybe he's indeed different from my brother. I don't know how to feel about it, but I think that it's a good thing. One thing I don't like about Peter is that he's a complete player. But as far as I know, Peter plays only if the feeling is mutual, only if both parties want no strings attached. He wouldn't play with a good girl.

Peter must have read my thoughts because he said with a smile, “They were too busy to come. I think they already know I’ve taken you away. Alex, stop hoping those two bastards will show up and rescue you from me. This is your new home, so learn to live comfortably and cherish every moment with me…” He winked, then added mockingly, “Who knows? Maybe one day you’ll even fall in love with me.” I frowned and asked, “What do you really want from me?” Peter shrugged. “I’m deeply in love with you.” I gave him a look that clearly called him a clown. When he realized I wasn’t buying his nonsense, he spread his arms and said, “Since Chris and Damon joined forces, those two bastards have been attacking

I scream frustrated. “You are his type, not me” I spit making them look back at me before their eyes dart to Peter who was gay by the way he dressed and the fact he had makeup on and could do his eyeliner better than me, oh and the boy can contour, seriously makes a better girl than I do. “Huh,” Tate says, his eyes running up and down Peter who looks like a deer in headlights. He gives a brief wave not liking the sudden attention. “Hi, I am the very, very gay best friend. I like sausage, not taco,” He says, and I shake my head. He rambles when he is nervous.