You sing a sad song just to turn it around
Peter was absolutely stoked to hang-out with Miguel today, he left Mayday at home despite her protests, he hadn’t seen Miguel relaxing in ages and was eager to talk with him about anything. Miguel did seem off when he last talked to him anyway, he was acting really strange, he didn’t even make eye contact with him, which Miguel always did.
Miguel couldn’t control his urges, whenever he was around Peter or even thought of him was complete agony in his cock, whenever the thought of Peter entered his mind his dick sprang up like it was eager to mate, to even think of having sex with that wall-crawler was agitating yet it turned him on so much, it was a stupid fantasy he imagined one day that he just can’t get rid of. He honestly felt like a dog that would hump furniture to get even a little bit of stimulation.. Which he did, Lyla caught him humping the arm rest on his chair, teasing him for the rest of the day about it, Miguel never forgot to power her down when he wanted privacy after that.
He felt like he was going feral, practically frothing at the mouth, he had never felt like this before and he liked it, yet he only felt that way for Peter, he just wanted to pump him full of his precious seed, perhaps pump him full of it enough that they could make another baby, another Gabriella.. But that was a dumb idea, it could work, would he try it? Maybe. He could feel himself bucking his hips up into nothing, desperate for stimulation. Peter would never agree to do something as weird as this, what was he even supposed to say? ‘Hey Peter you wanna smash?’ or ‘Hello Parker.. Would you like to indulge in the prospect of making a baby with the corresponding gender?’ God he felt so stupid, he knew the only way to get to fourth base with Peter was to force him.
That slob didn’t deserve what Miguel wanted to do to him but he didn’t care, he wanted to be balls deep in Peters probably virgin hole, he wanted Peter to sit on his lap while he worked, keeping his cock nice and warm inside of his soft warm ass until he painted his insides white, he wanted to watch the cum leak out of his loosened boypussy, maybe even slurp it straight out of him as well.
Miguel was such a perv when he was alone and was afraid to admit it, he was afraid to admit that to any of his partners including his ex-wife, to be honest, he was never really into his wife, he was never really into the prospect of sexual intercourse, maybe that’s why he had to watch gay porn to get hard before having sex with his ex-wife, he even had to imagine that he was fucking a man instead of a woman to even cum, that was the reason his marriage ended, he was never into women..