Peen Stories

Peen stared at the large sign above the entrance to the swimming pool. It stated emphatically in bold red letters "Adult Members Only. Open at 10:00 O'clock." He checked the time and grinned noting it was just 9:30. He gave a flick of his flappy fingers in negation and whispered, "Nay." He slipped through a side gate in the wire mesh fencing, between sweetly smelling pink oleanders, and out onto the deck of the pool. He s...

Peen jiggled down the cobblestones of the village. He liked to take his liberty away from the ship checking out the local economy. At present, he was riding a bicycle through the streets and heading away from the central part of the picturesque county town. He had just borrowed the bike from the lamppost outside a local pub. He surely intended to bring it back. It couldn't hurt to just take it for a spin across the countr...

Peen reclined on the seashore watching the breakers roiling and foaming over the sandy beach. He stretched out on the chaise lounge wiggling his toes. His gaze slipped over the hunky male bodies, the obese beer bellies, and the droopy chunks of buttocks. He took a sip from the sweating tall glass, tasting the long island tea with his tongue, while his eyes tilted up and flicked across the delectable bikini-clad bodies of...