Chapter 39

Juanito exhaled deeply and held Miguel tighter. He was so much bigger that it looked hot the way he cuddled him from behind like a miniature Hulk holding a slender sidekick.

I scooted closer and wrapped my arm around Miguel and partly around Juanito. We didn’t say a word anymore. We just lay here in comfort as a beautiful threesome, ready to fall asleep.

What a Christmas it’d been. I’d gotten the memorable Christmas cock I’d wanted, albeit not before midnight, but I couldn’t care anymore about losing the stupid sex challenge. I found myself caring more about what the three of us had just done. It hadn’t been just sex. It’d been a deep connection that had the potential for something more. My hope said so.