A Second Chance
Esteban
Iwatched from the table as Robbie prepared our breakfast, naked. I’d taken that beautiful ass of his again and again until I was sated, but my cock still stirred as he bent over to retrieve the fork he dropped.
Fucking hell.
I’d never tire of making him come. Of losing myself inside him. I lost count of how many times I fucked him last night and claimed him in every possible way. On top of me. Over the bed. In my mouth. Against the window. He’d taken everything.
He was so pliable, so submissive.
He’d asked me to be hard. To leave marks. And fucking hell, those red asscheeks were making it hard to concentrate on anything except imagining running my tongue over each.
When we were done, we were both bathed in each other’s essence. It was one of our kinks, and, hell, did I love it.
After a long shower, I ordered him to stay naked with me.
Being the angel he was, he obliged. Now it was my time for penitence, as I knew I had to give him a break to recover so I could have that sweet ass of his again tonight.
“Let’s have a party.” His bubbly voice brought me out of my fantasy.
I scrunched my eyebrows, trying to shift my lewd thoughts to whatever Robbie was talking about. “Sorry. Can you say that again?”
He chuckled. “A party. I want to see everyone!”
I smiled back. “Sure. When do you want it?”
“How about today?” A grin covered his face as he managed to move the two plates filled with fried eggs, toast, and bacon to the table.
The scent of bacon wafted over me, making my stomach rumble.
How the fuck could I say no to him? “Sure, babe. We’ll invite them over.” I’d make sure everyone came. The fuck with their plans.
Robbie beamed. “No. I want to meet them where it all happened.”
The smile fell off my face as I remembered the night I lost him. “No. It’s too hard. I don’t think I can go there again.”
He held my hand. “I know, baby. But it’s something I need to do. I want to move forward, to replace that memory with a new one. A new beginning.”
My heart was heavy. A claw squeezed it to the point of pain. But if he needed this to move on, I’d do it. “Okay.”
Robbie clapped. “This is so exciting. We’ll meet everyone tonight at Xolo Taco.”
I nodded, biting into my buttered toast. “Tonight it is.”
Robbie called everyone, his smile contagious. He put it on speaker since I wanted to hear their reactions.
First, he called Steph and Eva. He had to hold the phone at arm’s length as they screamed.
They were the first to confirm. Then he called Raúl, who had just finished one of his lectures.
I could swear he sobbed over the phone, but his voice was centered.
He’d cancel a test to be there too. I enjoyed every minute of it until Robbie called Miguel, who was with Quique at the gallery.
They were both ecstatic, then Miguel asked to talk in private.
Robbie put the phone to his ear and widened his eyes, then ran into our room and locked the door.
What the fuck?
I paced outside the room for what felt like an eternity, then the doorknob rattled, and I ran to the sink to wash the dishes.
Robbie came out smiling. “They’re all coming.”
I finished and dried my hands with a towel, then sat on the sofa. “What happened with Miguel? You went pale, then left.”
“Oh. That.” He waved dismissively. “I was only shocked. He told me people kept asking about my pieces. He wanted to talk about planning an event.”
I frowned. Miguel hadn’t said anything to me. But that was between him and Robbie.
“Good, then.”
Robbie sat on my lap.
“What are you doing?”
He wiggled his eyebrows and squirmed over me.
I closed my eyes, my dick hard as a rock while he stroked it. “Love, you need time. I was rough last night.”
“I’ve been ready for months.” He impaled himself with my hard shaft.
“Fuck!” I cried.
It seemed he did more than talk to Miguel in our room.
“You lubed for me?”
He grinned, moving his hips, squeezing me hard. “Please, sir. Take me.”
I grunted, letting my dominant side take over. “You want it?” I pushed farther in. “You want my cock?”
“Yes, sir.” He panted.
I smacked his ass. “Don’t speak unless it’s our safe word.” I grabbed his chin. “Understood?”
He nodded.
“Ride me, love. Take me deep.”
He moved faster, his cock already wet with precum.
“Good boy.”
An electric pulse ran down my spine, and I pushed farther in, then licked his nipple. I smacked his right asscheek again harder.
Robbie moaned.
I pulled his hair back, his Adam’s apple exposed to me. I kissed him there, then bit his left nipple.
“Yes!” He screamed.
I let go of his hair and squeezed his neck the way he loved it. “You know better than to talk.”
I pushed a thumb inside his mouth and snatched the ball gag I’d left on top of the coffee table last night. Our toys were scattered all over the apartment.
Grinning, I fixed it over his mouth. “Remember the double tap,” I whispered in his ear.
When he was gagged, tapping twice anywhere was his safe action.
Robbie nodded, his eyes glazed.
“Ready?”
He blinked once.
I stood with him impaled on my cock and carried him to the window. I slid out and turned him around. “Hands on the window.”
Robbie obeyed, and I squatted behind him.
I slammed into him hard and fast, then lifted him by his thighs so he was suspended between the window and me. We could see out, but no one could see inside.
“Good boy. Now, let’s make sure that ass remembers who it belongs to.”
His chest heaved as I thrust inside him again and again. His hands were against the window as the sun shone brightly, witnessing us.
I pushed him against the glass, sinking harder inside him. His whole body was pinned between the window and me.
With one hand on his hip and the other on his shaft, I started stroking him.
My balls hardened. I was about to spill inside him.
I opened the gag and let it fall to the floor. “Come with me, babe. Scream for me!”
“Fuck!” His scream filled our apartment as his thick cum hit the window.
I bit his shoulder. “Here it comes, love. Feel it.” I grunted, letting my hot seed fill his ass. I grabbed his hair and pulled him into a wild kiss. My tongue entered him just as my cock slid out, cum spilling on the floor. “I love you, baby.”
Smiling, he wrapped his arms around my neck. “I love you more.”
Everyone came. We waited for the first round of margaritas to arrive. Carmen and Gustavo cracked jokes with Raúl. Stephany and Eva laughed their asses off from our opposite side. And I couldn’t help but smile at the normality of this moment.
To think it had been almost a year since we were all together on this same street.
And today the man I loved decided to come and face his demons.
To visit the place that stole everything from him and face it head-on.
To wipe clean the canvas painted that dreadful night and make it new.
To fill it with friendship, love, and new memories.
I took a satisfied breath and let that dark space fill with light. We were all together at last. He’d come back.
Speaking of which.
I glanced around.
Robbie left a while back after taking a call from Miguel, who had just arrived with Quique.
Silence fell over the whole restaurant, and a mariachi started playing. I recognized the chords, and my heart swelled.
“Si nos dejan, buscamos un rincón cerca del cielo…”
The crowd parted, and Robbie, handsome as ever, walked toward me. The whole world seemed to dull around him.
My eyes glazed as Robbie reached me and went down on one knee.
“Esteban Miranda. You are the love of my life. The man who saved me from my own demons under the night sky. Who taught me the value of being who I am. You’ve shown me what true and unconditional love is.
I am yours, and you are mine.” His honey-brown eyes never left mine as he opened the box he held.
I gasped. My soul vibrated with his, and my energy joined Robbie’s in an almost mystical way. The moment he pulled out the ring, I fell to my knees.
He held an obsidian ring glistening with two rubies set inside an infinity symbol. I smiled when he took my hand.
“Esteban, I want nothing more than to share the rest of my life with you. My soul, my heart, and my body are yours if you’ll have them.”
I kissed him, letting the love that had been burning inside me during our time apart flow between us. When I drew back, our panting breaths mingled at the closeness between us.
“Roberto Fernández. My body, my heart, and my soul are yours to keep forever.”
Robbie grinned. “I love you.”
He slid the ring on my finger. It fit perfectly.
“I was carrying this ring the night of the accident. This was what was supposed to happen.”
I widened my eyes. “Wait. You were proposing that night?” I remembered his smile when his eyes met mine across the street. I had almost forgotten it and the margarita he held as he crossed. Just before…
My throat throbbed as I recalled that dreadful night.
“Don’t cry, baby.” Robbie kissed me, then brushed his thumb over my tears and cupped my cheek. “Today we make new memories. Happy ones.”
This was what he wanted that night. That was why he had decided to come here.
I squeezed my eyes shut. “God. We lost so much time.”
“No, love.” Robbie took me in his arms. “Don’t dwell on the past.” He kissed my neck, my cheek, my mouth. His kiss was all-encompassing, devouring my sadness and pouring life into me. “Today we start our lives together.”
“Y ahí, juntitos los dos, cerquita de Dios, será lo que sonamos. Si nos dejan, te llevo de la mano, corazón, y ahí nos vamos. Si nos dejan, de todo lo demás nos olvidamos…” the mariachis sang.
Everyone cheered around us.
We’d made it through. Together.