You're taking one down
Miguel felt ashamed, his torso and his paperwork covered in his filthy sperm, he felt like the scum of the earth. Did he really just cum to a perverted image of Peter? Did he really mess his workspace over that slob? The answer was yes, yes he did.
He couldn’t help but be attracted to him yet all he wanted was to shut him up by stuffing his fat cock all the way in his throat, that thought alone almost gave him another erection, he shook the thoughts out of his head before turning his suit back on and powering Lyla back up and leaving his office, his cum stained papers still on the desk. As soon as he left his office he saw spiderlings messing around, some talking, some doing work, but his gaze was pulled to a certain spider sulking in a corner, Ben Reilly. “Benjamin stop whining and get to work.. If you thought about work more than your tragic past you’ll forget about it..” Miguel sighed, yes, he really was a dick sometimes.
Ben ignored him and continued to sulk, Miguel groaned and continued walking, checking on all the spiders to make sure they weren’t misbehaving, he kept walking until he heard the unmistakable voice of Peter. “Hey Miguel!” Peter called out, carrying Mayday in her baby-sling. “I’ve been looking for you! Where you been?” Peter asked, now walking with Miguel who had the same resting bitch face he always had, Miguel didn’t dare to look at Peter, fearing that he’ll imagine that perverted image of Peter once again, but it was too late, it had just flooded his mind.
“What do you want, Peter?” Miguel snarled, he could feel his stomach turning and churning, it would be only moments before his erection would become unbearable. “Don’t get your testosterone in a tizzy Migs, I just wanna chill.” Peter states, slinging his arm around Miguel’s shoulders in a friendly manner. “You wanna hang-out later Miggy?” Peter asked, looking at Miguel cheerfully. “Maybe later, Peter, I’m busy..” Miguel spat. “Busy doing what? You know you’re way more sulky than Ben Reilly which is insane!” Peter snickered, Miguel held back, not wanting to yell at Peter while Mayday was with him. “Actually.. If you leave Mayday at home tomorrow.. We can.. Uh y’know.. ‘Hang-out’.” Miguel offered, his mind racing with creepy and gross thoughts of Peter, what he could make him do turned him on so much.
Peter seemed to light up at the idea of hanging out with Miguel, it had always seemed like Miguel never had any time to hang-out anymore, it was rare when Miguel actually had time to even talk to any of the spiders that made up the society..