My orgasm came without any warning. I shouted Tiago's name as he swallowed every last drop of cum before he lay on top of me to kiss me, allowing me to taste myself in his hot mouth.
"Fuck me, that was hot," he said into my mouth.
"Mmm, it sure was." I placed kisses all along his neck, feeling goose bumps appear on his skin. He moaned and flexed his hips against mine. My cock needed a rest before I could take another orgasm, if I was lucky, but his hardness between us still felt amazing.
"I think the one of us that is still hard should get to fuck the one of us that isn't hard," he said, and fuck me if my cock didn't twitch at his words.
"The one of us that is now growing hard wants that very much, but if we're not making it into the shower, can we take this to the bed?"
His laugh was like a balm to my heart. He got up and took my hand in his, pulling me back to the bedroom.
"We can have a shower later. Let's get dirty first," he said.
I laid down on the bed and pulled him on top of me. Tiago rested his head on my chest and took a deep sigh.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"Is this really happening? I mean, have you thought it through? Moving to Lisbon permanently, and how about Mateus?"
"Hey, where is this coming from?" I stroked his hair gently, feeling his chest rise with each breath.
"I don't know. I think I'm just afraid to believe I'm getting you as well. It feels like too much luck for one person, and I'm scared something will go wrong."
"Baby, you had me that night at the bar. I just didn't know it then. When I went back to Porto, I was shattered. I confessed everything to Dri at the cemetery like I was confessing to having committed a felony. It wasn't because I'd kissed another man. I confessed because of what that kiss meant to me."
He lifted his head to look at me.
"Vítor, I want to make love to you."
I smiled and nodded.
When I finally felt him inside, it was as though we were getting to know each other for the very first time. This was the Tiago I should have seen all along. Not that he'd been faking his feelings before. I knew he hadn't, but now he'd freed himself from the self-imposed chains around his heart, and he was finally allowing me to go in and make myself at home.
His cock felt amazing inside me, and every time he withdrew, I pulled him back in because the thought of not having him there was too hard to bear. He managed to draw another orgasm out of me with his slow, steady movements followed by rapid thrusts. I shouted his name for the second time in less than an hour, except this time, I heard him shout mine back as I felt his hot release deep inside me.
We lay in the same position with him on top of me for what felt like hours. His warm skin against mine was bliss.
His words brought me back to reality.
"Are you nervous about seeing Mário again?"
"Yes," I confessed, "but I'm also excited."
"Let's grab a shower, then. From what David said, we're in for a family dinner tonight."
"Sounds like perfection to me."
"I love you, Vítor."
"Love you, too, sweetheart."
Even though it had all been planned with David, I was still a bundle of nerves as we drove south to Caparica to meet my brother and sister-in-law.
A lot had changed in the area in the last twenty-eight years. More buildings, shops, better roads, but in a way, it didn't feel that different because the same old buildings were still there; the bakery my mom used to get the daily bread from, the pharmacy where we went to get our vaccinations, and the small supermarket that always had a large display of fruit outside the bead curtain-covered door.
Tiago touched my hand. I saw his worried expression and smiled to reassure him. I hadn't even noticed we were parked.
"I'm okay, just reminiscing."
