Miguel gasped, “Zach,” and a second later, more cum poured over us.
We lay there sweaty and gasping for breath. I smiled down at him and kissed him softly. “Wow. That was amazing.” I pulled my cum-and lube-covered hand out from between us and added, “And messy.”
Miguel reached between us and ran his finger through our combined spend. He then lifted it to his mouth and licked it clean. He hummed with pleasure. “A good kind of messy.”
“Holy shit, that was hot,” I breathed. I leaned down and took his mouth in a deep kiss, tasting our cum as my tongue explored his mouth.
When I finally pulled away, Miguel chuckled. “When you go in, you go all in.”
“I can’t help it with you,” I said. “The more I get, the more I want.”
He smiled and his cheeks turned pink. He was so freaking adorable. He shifted and his nose wrinkled. “Cold, wet cum is not very comfortable.”
I lifted up and looked between us. Yeah, it was a bit of a mess, and most of it was on him. “I’ll get you a washcloth. I’ll be right back.” I thought I heard him protest, but I wasn’t going to make him get out of a comfortable bed to clean up. Besides, I liked the idea of taking care of him.
I cleaned myself up first, then ran a clean washcloth under warm water and brought it back to Miguel’s bedroom. He went to take the cloth from me, but I nudged his hands away and gently wiped the mess off him.
After I was done, he held out his arms and said, “Lie down with me.”
I wasn’t going to say no to that. I tossed the washcloth out into the hallway and then pulled down the covers on one side of the bed. He got the hint and scooted over to get under blankets. I got in on the other side and turned on my side to face him. “This is nice,” I said. “I never expected anything like this to happen.”
“Neither did I,” Miguel replied. He wriggled closer until he was resting his head on my chest.
I took that as my opportunity to pull him even closer. He felt so good against my body. “I love that you’re a cuddler.”
“That makes you one of a very few,” he said. “Most guys are out the door as soon as they’re done.”
I kissed his forehead. “I’m sorry those other guys were assholes.”
He brushed his hand over my face. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure?”
He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. “Earlier this evening, you were excited about something that happened today. Can I ask what it was?”
It took me a second to switch gears. The answer to his question was wrapped up in a lot of bullshit. “It’s a long story, but it has a happy ending.” I told him about my last day at Jeff’s and what happened with Robbie. His eyes were as big as saucers by the time I finished.
He raised himself on his elbow so he could look me in the eye. “First of all, I want to apologize for not being there for you when you wanted to share this. My head was in a bad place, and I was confused about us, but as your friend, I should have kept tonight open for us to celebrate the end of your servitude to Jeff.”
I shook my head. “It’s okay. I think I was expecting you to be a mind reader. Let’s just both say sorry and that’ll be the end of it.”
He gave me a shy smile. “All right. But I need to hear about Robbie. It’s so bizarre that he turned up at your shop after being gone for sixteen years.”
After I finished telling him about Robbie and the missing letters, Miguel was furious. “I can’t believe your father did that to you. That’s horrible.”
I sighed. “I don’t have any proof, but I’m pretty sure it was him. He worked the early shift, so he was always home before I got home from school. It would have been easy for him to take the letters out of the mailbox and throw them away.”
“What a dick,” Miguel growled. “But you said Robbie wants to meet me. He sounds like a great guy.”
“He was when we were kids. And he helped me pull my head out of my ass today, so yeah, I think he still is.”
We talked more about our days at work, and I told him about my desire to get a Harley of my own. The way his eyes sparkled when I asked him if he wanted to take a ride on the back told me he was interested. Sometime during our conversation, my day caught up with me, and I fell asleep.
I woke to the sun shining through the window and a warm mouth on my hard cock. I moaned and my hips thrust up of their own accord.
Miguel pulled off my dick and asked, “Is this okay?”
“Oh my god, yes. That feels so good.” I was enveloped in heat once more, and damn, Miguel knew just how to crank me all the way up. I did my best not to shove my cock down his throat, but it was hard.
