“Shit,” Robert cursed as his hips involuntarily moved forward. “God, that feels so good.”
Miguel smiled, then increased the pressure on Robert’s scrotum in small degrees. He continued the slow suction on the head of his erection. He licked it, teased it, kissed it, but never quite took it fully into his mouth again. It wasn’t long before Robert’s hips were moving forward, seeking out more of the wet warmth of Miguel’s mouth.
“Ask for it, and I’ll give it to you,” Miguel said.
Robert’s fingers moved over Miguel’s firm shoulder to tangle in the black strands of his hair. He tightened his grip. “Fuck.” His eyes opened and sought out Miguel’s. He’d never seen a more powerfully erotic sight. Miguel’s eyes were so dark with arousal they looked black. His cheeks had a slight flush, and his parted lips were wet from Robert’s pre-cum. He was beautiful. “Suck me… deep.” The guttural tone in Robert’s voice surprised him.
Robert wanted all his restraint to be let loose. He wanted the force he sensed in his body. Give it to me.
Miguel’s hand curled around Robert’s shaft, tightening around his cock until he was mirroring the warm enclave of a body. Then, with that same slowness, Miguel sucked his cock into his mouth until Robert was balls-deep. His tongue stroked the underside of Robert’s erection, teasing the vein that ran along the bottom. Robert’s groan of pleasure came from deep in his chest. Miguel hummed around his cock, sending vibrations over Robert’s dick. Robert’s hips rocked harder with every hum. He pulled at Miguel’s hair.
“Fuck, I’m going—” Robert didn’t get to finish his warning.
Miguel didn’t slow his sucking. He swallowed Robert’s release, continuing to suckle his erection until his cock began to soften. Then, and only then, did he release Robert from his warm mouth. Then he stood and claimed Robert’s lips again, stealing his mouth in a hard kiss. Miguel withdrew, then turned and walked away. Robert pressed against the door, locking his knees so he didn’t fall. Miguel stopped at the base of the stairs and looked at Robert over his shoulder.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“You’re gay?” Robert breathed.
“Finally, you’ve got a clue. When you can walk, I’ll be in the bedroom waiting for you.” Miguel flashed Robert a devastating smile that lit up the handsome planes of his face.
He turned and went up the stairs. Robert watched his firm ass go. He’s gay, and he wants me.
What are you waiting for, idiot? Go after him, his inner voice, which sounded like Alex, said in his head.
Fumbling, he pulled up his boxers and pants. Holding them, he ran to the stairs. At the top, he went right to where he knew Miguel’s room was. The door was open. He paused, taking a breath before going inside. His breath whooshed out as he took in the sight before him. Miguel was naked. All that butterscotch skin was looking very lickable. Miguel was sprawled across his big, king-sized bed, his fingers curled around his cock, stroking himself. Enthralled, Robert walked over to the bed.
“Strip,” Miguel said.
Robert let go of his pants, starting to pull them off.
“Slower.” Miguel’s demand stopped him.
He frowned. Miguel smiled, a wicked twist of lips.
“Strip. Slowly. I want to see you. I’ve been waiting for this.”
Self-conscious, Robert shifted from foot to foot. He wasn’t that graceful, and he was unsure if he could just strip slowly. Miguel seemed to sense it and sat up.
“Come here, querido,” Miguel murmured.
Robert stepped forward until he was between Miguel’s spread legs. Miguel kissed him tenderly, then pulled back. Miguel undressed him, kissing parts of his skin as he exposed them. Once he was bare, Miguel kissed his lips before sitting back. He looked at Robert’s naked body. Robert felt like covering himself, but forced himself to be still. After a few moments, Miguel raised his head.
“Sexy, querido. You’ve been hiding a lot behind those straight-laced clothes.”
“Straight-laced?”
“Yes. I’ve been itching to get you out of your clothing. Muss you a little,” Miguel teased.
Robert frowned, unsure if he should be insulted or amused. He went with the former.
“Itching, huh? You have a weird way of showing it.”
“It isn’t my fault that you’re slow and didn’t know I was queer.”
“Yeah. I’ve been told someone has to take out a billboard for me to know they’re interested.” Robert pursed his lips.
Miguel laughed. “Very true.” He lowered his eyes, then looked up at Robert. “So how was the billboard?”
“Spectacular.” Robert chuckled and leaned over him.
Warm hands settled along his shoulders and pulled him forward. Robert leaned over, kissing him. He gasped as his naked body touched against Miguel’s heated skin. He lay on top of Miguel, moving back into the center of the bed. They continued to kiss. With his body atop Miguel’s, lined up skin to skin, there was no doubt that both of them were aroused. He moved his hips against Miguel’s. The friction between their cocks was so good, Robert groaned into the kiss as he put the full force of his desire into the act. He bucked against Miguel.
They were both breathing hard when Miguel pulled away. “You owe me something,” he said with a rakish smile.
Robert licked his lips, wanting Miguel’s taste. He nodded in agreement. Slowly, he maneuvered down Miguel’s body, then lowered his gaze until it landed on the growing length of Miguel’s erection. Sitting back on his knees between Miguel’s spread legs, he focused on the thick shaft before him. His mouth watered. Raising his gaze, he viewed the smile on Miguel’s face. With a wink, Miguel licked his lips suggestively and further widened his legs. His brown eyes regarded Robert, the erotic heat of his hunger warming their depths. He lowered his gaze, and one long-fingered hand palmed his length. “Get over here.”
Robert’s cock jerked in reaction to the deep command even as he moved forward. He kissed each thigh, moving his lips over the soft, lightly scented skin until he reached Miguel’s upper thigh. He inhaled deeply. The scent of an aroused male filled his nostrils. From above him, Miguel’s growl of pleasure sounded.
Robert reached for the long length of Miguel’s erection and wrapped his hand around it. Miguel made a sound of exhalation. Robert drew his hands lower and brushed his fingers across the head of Miguel’s cock as he raised his eyes to briefly look at Miguel’s face.
“Robert,” Miguel sighed, eyes closed.
A blast of heat that was both power and white-hot hunger pulsed through Robert to pool in his groin. He wanted to feel Miguel’s cock inside him, deep and powerful as it pounded his ass. He wanted it moving across his tongue. He licked the tip of Miguel’s dick, then kissed the ruddy heat of Miguel’s erection. He moved forward, bent over Miguel, and took him into his mouth. The taste of Miguel’s pre-cum burst across Robert’s tongue, filling his mind, exploding across his senses until he could feel and taste it deeply.
Miguel’s guttural sound spurred him on. Miguel’s fingers delved into the strands of Robert’s blond hair. Robert swept his tongue over the underside of Miguel’s cock, pulled back, and fluttered it across the swollen tip, lapping up the pre-cum. He consumed the salty sweetness and suckled the head, hard.
“God, yes, just like that….” The words were released in a sigh as Miguel’s hips bucked forward, driving him deeper into Robert’s mouth.
Robert looked up as he worked Miguel’s erection, licking, sucking, and teasing the hard flesh in his mouth.
The angles of Miguel’s handsome face were tight with pleasure. His eyes were clenched shut, and his full lips were parted, air flowing in and out of them. Seeing the bliss on his face, Robert took the full length of the man’s erection into his mouth, allowing the head to bump the back of his throat.
“Shit!”
Robert’s own cock was hard, leaking, and calling for attention. He moaned around the hard flesh filling his mouth.
“God, I need to be insi
de you.” Miguel’s growled words reached Robert’s ears mere moments before he pulled up.
Robert was forced to release his cock.
“Do you have something?” Robert panted.
“Yes. We’ll have to get tested soon. I want to feel you bare.” Miguel cupped Robert’s cheek, the pad of his thumb brushing along his jaw as he looked at him.
Robert’s breath caught. The comment sounded like he was thinking long-term.
Miguel said it again. “Yes, tested. We’ll talk later. For now, here.”
He pulled a condom and lube from under a pillow and handed the lube to Robert.
“Prepare yourself for me,” he said, and went to work on sheathing his erection.
Keeping his gaze on Miguel’s hands as they moved along his long, hard length, Robert prepared himself for his cock. Suddenly, Miguel lifted his head, and Robert stilled, fingers in his bottom, feeling like he’d been caught doing something incredibly naughty. The color of Miguel’s eyes darkened. He pulled Robert’s fingers out of his ass, bringing him down and closing their lips together, moving so softly, delicately. It was the most devastating thing he could have done. He groaned. Their kiss changed, becoming harder, more hungry and full of emotion. They devoured each other. Their hands quickly joined the frenzy, palms moving over each other’s naked flesh.
Robert’s hands slid between their gyrating bodies to palm Miguel’s cock. He teased the turgid flesh for several moments before moving his hand further south and wrapping it around his sac. He gripped Miguel, rubbing against the heated flesh. Suddenly, Miguel rolled them over until Robert was on his back, pinned under Miguel’s big body. Robert moaned and raised his legs, wrapping them around him. Miguel released him from his kiss, and his hand reached between them. Robert hissed at the feel of Miguel’s blunt fingers stretching him. Arching, he held on to Miguel’s shoulders as his head thrashed against the pillow.
“Miguel,” he whimpered.
Miguel lifted Robert’s leg until it was wrapped around his waist. Robert groaned at the first sensation of the head of Miguel’s cock pushing against his entrance. The pleasurable burn of pain sliced through him as Miguel filled him in slow degrees until he was fully seated. Robert lifted his other leg and wrapped it around Miguel, digging the heels of both feet into the small of the other man’s back.
A shudder of bliss ran through Robert when one of Miguel’s hands ran down his side. His fingers left a trail of heat in their wake. Miguel lowered his head and took Robert’s lips in a demanding kiss. He closed his eyes, and lights exploded beneath his lids as his cock, trapped between their bodies, was caressed by skin when Miguel pulled out only to slam back in, filling him until he was sheathed to the hilt once again.
“Yes, just like that.” Robert broke their kiss and gasped the words against Miguel’s throat as his fingers dug into the mass of his shoulders.
Miguel began a steady thrust, rotate, and retreat rhythm that had Robert groaning in pleasure. Soon, it became too much for Robert. He shuddered beneath Miguel as his orgasm ripped through him. Miguel altered his pace, moving quickly with shallow thrusts. Shortly afterward, Miguel’s body stiffened as he shot his load.
“Fuck,” he groaned against the base of Robert’s throat.
They lay together, skin slick with perspiration, muscles fatigued. Robert groaned as his position became uncomfortable and Miguel’s weight became too heavy.
“Sorry, querido,” Miguel whispered, kissed him swiftly, and rolled to rest beside him.
Miguel pulled Robert against his side, cuddling him. Robert leaned his head on Miguel’s shoulder. He yawned as sleep started to overtake him.
“Sleep, querido.”
“What does querido mean?” Robert asked sleepily.
“Darling.” Miguel’s answer was soft.
Robert tried to answer, but sleep overcame him.
ROBERT JERKED awake. The bed beside him was empty. He sat up and blearily glanced around the beautifully decorated room. He realized he was in Miguel’s bedroom. Before today, he had only seen it briefly. It was plush, decadent, and massive. The room had heavy, masculine cherry wood furniture. The bedding was indigo and green with lots of pillows. He glanced at the open, darkened bathroom door. As he sat there, he wondered where Miguel was.
“Miguel!” he called.
“Querido,” a voice said to his left.
Robert looked and didn’t see him. “I’m losing it,” he said.
Miguel’s warm chuckle, then his voice came. “Nah, querido. You’re not. It’s the intercom. I’m in the solarium.”
Robert got out of bed, then walked to where he heard the voice. He viewed the intercom that was the same color as the pale blue wall.
“Querido?”
He jumped as Miguel’s voice came again. “Yes.”
“Come to the solarium.”
“Where?”
“Go out the bedroom, then to your left. Go past the stairs and all the way to the end of the hall to the double doors.”
“Okay,” he replied.
He was eager to see more of Miguel’s home. The lower level of the house was very nice. He hadn’t seen much of the rooms on the top level. He looked around for something to put on.
Miguel’s voice crackled through the intercom. “I left a robe on the chair for you.”
Spotting the garment on the chair close to the bed, Robert went to it. Picking it up, he rubbed the soft robe against his cheek. He shrugged into it, then went to the door. Following the directions, he was in front of the double doors in no time. He opened them and went in. Robert stopped. His mouth dropped open.
The first thing he noticed was the room was mostly glass, with floor to ceiling windows on three sides, that showed a breathtaking view of the ocean and sky. It created a feeling of space and light. Next was the profusion of various flowers around the room. The sound of water made him look to his right. A fountain with a walkway leading to a pool captured his attention. It was gorgeous.
“Querido!” Miguel called.
Following the sound of his voice, Robert walked around what looked like a tree. He stopped, taking in the sexy man reclining on the lounger next to the small pool. Miguel beckoned him closer. He went, and Miguel pulled him down. Robert scooted up between his spread thighs, laying his back against Miguel’s chest. Miguel kissed him on the top of the head. They were quiet as they relaxed.
“Move in with me?”
Robert turned at Miguel’s soft question. There was nervousness in his expression.
“What? Wait… we hardly know each other.”
“We’ve been spending all our free time together for weeks, dating and getting to know each other,” Miguel countered.
“Well, I didn’t know that’s what we were doing.”
Miguel gave him a look.
“Okay, so I’m slow on the uptake, but—”
Miguel kissed him, cutting off what he was about to say. The kiss was thorough and deep. Robert sagged against him. Miguel withdrew.
“Let me show you something. Get up.” Miguel released him.
Robert stood, and Miguel joined him. He motioned for Robert to go before him. Robert walked in front of him; he opened the door and went down the hall. He turned into the bedroom. Suddenly, he realized Miguel wasn’t with him. Going back to the open bedroom door, he saw Miguel leaning against the wall. He walked over to him. Miguel chuckled and took his hand, leading him down to the other end of the hall to a set of double doors. Miguel opened them, pulling Robert in behind him. Robert looked at a large, bare room.
“Look around,” Miguel urged.
Robert glanced at the bare room, and then back at Miguel, who motioned to the wall ahead. Robert looked at the wall and noticed the door. He went over and opened it. He glanced inside, then went in. The room was obviously an office—a nice-sized one—with an oak desk, bookshelves, and file cabinets. To the right was a cushy couch and side tables. Even with all the furniture, it had lots of space, so it didn’t feel cluttered. He g
lanced back at a silent Miguel. Robert walked over to him and cocked his head.
“I set this up for you to use as an office.” He motioned to the outer room. “You can use that as your lab.” Miguel swallowed, then said again, “Move in with me.” Robert stared into those warm, chocolate brown eyes and tried to come up with something to say.
MIGUEL TRIED to gauge from Robert’s expression what he was thinking. Robert was not giving anything away. He looked around the room, then walked back to the office. Miguel rubbed his hand against the side of his robe. Robert walked back over to him and took Miguel’s hands in his. He leaned into Miguel and kissed him softly. Miguel sighed. Robert withdrew and smiled up at him.
“Let me think about it.” Robert squeezed Miguel’s hands.
Miguel didn’t let his disappointment show. He nodded, then kissed him. Robert rested his body into Miguel’s. Miguel released his lips.
“I’d like us to get tested,” Robert said tentatively.
Miguel smiled and nodded again. That would be enough for now. He would give Robert the time to think about it. Holding Robert more firmly against him, Miguel said against his lips, “Let’s go back to bed.” He let him go.
Robert walked past him, and Miguel jumped at the smack on his ass.
“Hey!”
Miguel turned to him. Robert leaned against him and squeezed his butt. “I want to kiss this. Maybe nibble a little.”
Robert stepped back from him, walking backward. He reached the door, then turned, going out. Miguel stood there staring after him. Robert glanced back inside.
“Are you coming?” he asked.
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