I Got Drunk To Let Go

We felt my hot cum spreading over our stomachs as I felt the warmth of his load fill my insides. His long cock pulsed and throbbed against my lower intestines.
*****
As I walked down the street, I kept replaying the whole scene in my head. I couldn’t believe that my girlfriend of 2 years had broken up with me. And to think, she had been cheating on me this entire time, unbelievable!
The neon sign for Jacks bar was beckoning me as I approached, so I decided that after the day I had, I needed a drink. No, I needed to get drunk!! I’ve passed this bar hundreds of times but have never gone in, so it was about time.
I pulled the door open and walked into the darkness, barely lit by more neon, two tv’s at either end of the bar and a few wall lights. The place was practically empty except for a small group sitting way in the back, so I took a seat at the bar as my eyes began to adjust.
Ordering a shot of whiskey and a beer from the bartender, I stared up at one of the tv’s and replayed the night in my mind.
“Fuck her,” I said to myself, “fuck her and all her stupid friends.”
“Sounds like girl trouble.”
A voice came from my right. I looked over and there sat an older, maybe late 50s to early 60s gentleman, smiling at me.
“Not anymore,” I replied as I picked up my whiskey and gulped it down.
He chuckled and sat there, not saying a word for the next several minutes until he introduced himself as Peter. I slid my empty shot glass away from me as I finished my beer, contemplating leaving as I set the bottle down.
“This ones on me, buddy,” Peter said as the bartender...