A gay story: Woodbridge Academy Ch. 01 I first met Matt Humphrey on a subway train one cold night in January. Well, that was the first time we actually had a conversation. We had gone to the same boarding school for three and a half years, but had never once had a conversation. Which, when I think about it, is really quite amazing, considering the fact that we only went to school with 200 guys, but still. Just because we had never met, doesn’t mean I didn’t know who he was.
Matt was the king of Woodbridge Academy, an all boys boarding school outside DC that we both attended. He was captain of the football team and the lacrosse team, in the top five of our class, and the student body president. Everyone loved him, and he had this gorgeous girlfriend who was already in college. I had seen pictures of them together in the papers occasionally, but never thought much of it. She was the only child of a senator, as was he, and they were apparently the “Capitol’s sweethearts”. The picture perfect couple that joined together two families that were already pretty powerful in the senate, they were both raised with the creme de la crème of DC high society. Needless to say, Matt Humphrey and I didn’t exactly run in the same circle.
It’s not there he was popular and I wasn’t. With only 50 kids in each grade, there wasn’t a whole lot of room for things like that. Everyone just kind of got along with everyone else. I mean, we’re guys. There’s only so much drama that can take place amongst teenage girls when you remove girls from the picture. Some people just happened to be closer than others. I don’t think I have ever had a class with him in all four years of school, but I don’t necessarily have anything against him. I just tend to run in a quieter crowd.
In all honesty, I just try to stay out of everyone’s way. I know I’m really lucky to go to Woodbridge, where 98% of students end up at an Ivy League college, so I put my heart into all my schoolwork and the swim team, and try to stay out of any drama. It’s worked so far, seeing how I’ve got a state title in two different swimming events, and the highest GPA in my class.
Growing up in DC was hard. My mother left me and my dad when I was ten to be a performer on a cruise ship for a week, and never returned. We got a postcard from Aruba saying that she was going to stay there, and that was the last I heard from her. Dad took it pretty hard, and ended up turning to booze to cope with the pain of being ditched with a child so that she could live on an island. At one point, he went to go get her and bring her home, but came back empty handed.
Getting a job as the head of security for a senator from Ohio was the best thing that ever could have happened to him. It was the kick in the ass that he needed to get clean, and he hasn’t had a drop to drink since he was offered that job. Kyle Kent was a fresh faced kid from the Midwest, totally out of his element. He had won his election in a landslide, but was quickly overwhelmed with life in DC. He had been sitting next to my father in a bar in Adams Morgan when they got to talking, and he was instantly won over. Dad is pretty great at making people feel welcome and can calm even the most anxious person. Kent was smitten and offered him the job on the spot. It was the perfect situation for him, and I could not have been prouder of him.
Unfortunately, the job entailed a lot of travel between Ohio and DC, among other places. Dad couldn’t leave me home alone all that time, and he certainly couldn’t afford a live in housekeeper on one salary. He tried to turn down the job, but Kent refused to let him back down. Instead, he offered to pay tuition at any boarding school I got into in the DC area, which is how I ended up at Woodbridge Academy, home of some of the most elite teenagers in the district and from around the country. I tried not to draw attention to the fact that I wasn’t at the same level as my classmates, but I never hid who I was or where I came from. Plenty of friends have come to my father’s apartment when he is in town, and no one has cared that we lived in a two bedroom apartment rather than a Georgetown loft or some fancy townhouse like their families. Overall, I had a great thing going for me and I was grateful for everything I had.
All of this brings me back to my subway ride that night. Dad had flown back in with the senator, and he took me out to dinner to celebrate my 18th birthday. I can’t remember the last time I saw him so excited about something as trivial as dinner, but I let him have it. We went to this awesome Brazilian place and stuffed our faces with all kinds of delicious things. Dad had to jet off to some event after, so I took the metro back to school. It was a pretty long ride from where we went to dinner, so I was glad I had a book for my Irish lit class with me. I had settled into a seat and was totally wrapped up in my reading when someone plopped into the seat perpendicular to mine.
“Hey.” A deep voice interrupted my reading. I jumped slightly at the interruption, since I was clearly not expecting anyone to talk to me. Assuming it was some homeless person looking for change, i hunkered down in my seat and pulled my book closer to my face in a clear attempt to block any unwanted attention. “Hey.” The voice said again, so I looked up. I was shocked to see Matt sitting in front of me with a grin on his face. “You’re Jason, right?”
“I am.” My voice doing nothing to hide the confusion I was experiencing. Matt Humphrey had never spoken to me, let alone sat beside me to have a conversation while riding the subway.
“I’m Matt.” The grin was permanently placed on his face, but it seemed really forced. If he didn’t want to talk to me, why was he? He looked like he was about to stroke out. “On your way back to school?”
“Yeah, I just met my dad for dinner.” I told him, figuring I could at least be nice and attempt to relieve some of the awkwardness of this situation.
“Same. Well, I went out with my girl…with my friend.” He grinned again, his perfectly straight teeth in a dazzling smile that rivaled the ones only seen on commercials for toothpaste.
“That’s cool.” I lamely commented. This whole situation was completely bizarre to me. He was still looking at me with my that smile, his blue eyes wide and sparkling. There was no denying that Matt Humphrey was a good looking guy, but it was still weird to be in such close proximity to him. Like I said before, we weren’t exactly close.
“Irish lit?” He asked me.
“What?” He nodded at my book. “Oh, yeah. Just trying to get some reading done.”
“I took that last semester. It was a pretty good class. You have Conti for it?”
“I do.”
“Watch out for his pop quizzes. He always gives one every third chapter you’re supposed to read. It’s like clockwork.”
I looked down at my book. I was on chapter three. Looks like I was going to have a pop quiz tomorrow. His eyes followed mine, and he let out a chuckle. “Looks like I warned you just in time.”
“Looks that way.” I agreed with a laugh. “Thanks for the tip.”
“So.” He shifted slightly in his seat so he was facing me a little more directly. His broad form barely fit in the seat and he looked pretty out of place. “You’re a senior, right?”
“I am.” I answered, glancing down at where his knee was now bumping mine. The heat from his leg was radiating through his jeans and through my dress pants, but it seemed rude to overtly move it. I am not exactly well versed in train etiquette, but I wasn’t going to go out of my way to be a dick to someone nice enough to talk to me. No need to make any enemies tonight.
“Have you been thinking about colleges at all? My dad has been all over me about it.”
“I got into Yale early decision.” I told him, giving up on my book and shoving it into my backpack. “So I’ll be going there.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Hot damn. I never knew you were a whiz kid!” I just shrugged. “I applied to Yale, Princeton, and Brown.” He said with a grin. “Although let’s face it. I’ll probably end up at Brown.”
“Why’s that? Not that there’s anything wrong with Brown. It’s a great school.”
“It is.” He agreed. “But I’m kind of stuck there. Every male in my family for five generations has gone to Brown. There’s a dorm named after us. My dad is constantly on campus. I just couldn’t escape if I wanted to.”
“I can see how that would be a little frustrating.” I told him. “But that’s the joy of being 18. You can do what you want.”
He let out a chuckle. “You would think, wouldn’t you? Unfortunately, there are a lot of things I want that I just can’t have.” His eyes caught mine and he held his gaze there until I finally broke away, his icy blue gaze too much to handle. Who knew Matt Humphrey was so intense? I was way out of my element. This seemed to go beyond normal train ride conversation and into some depths that I was not anticipating.
I didn’t have much of a response for that, so I turned my attention to the window beside me and stared at the trees as we passed by. There was a light layer of snow on the grass, giving everything a peaceful glow in the moonlight. It didn’t snow often around here, but it really was quite nice when it did. By the time we reached the stop for school, I was exhausted and dreading the walk to campus. It would only take about ten minutes, but it was long enough in the frigid air.
Matt walked beside me without saying a word the entire time, and I couldn’t help but wonder what the heck was going on. He had never said a word to me and now he wanted to be besties? A little weird if you ask me. When the dorm was finally in sight, he stopped and pulled my arm, jerking me to a stop. I raised an eyebrow at him in question, and couldn’t miss the blush that spread across his cheeks in the dim moonlight.
“Sorry.” He mumbled and started walking ahead of me, all of a sudden in a mad rush to get back to the dorm.
“Matt.” I called after him. I have no idea why I even bothered. I legitimately had no ties to him, and there was no reason why I felt compelled to talk to him after three and a half years of radio silence.
Matt had stopped walking but he still hasn’t turned around. I caught up to him and stood facing him. “What’s going on?” I asked him. “Why are you acting so weird?”
He avoided my gaze and instead seemed largely fascinated with the snow-frosted trees that lined the picturesque path leading to the senior dorm. “I’m not acting weird.” He argued.
I scoffed. “Real mature. Fine. Have a nice night.” I practically snarled before I spun on my heel and continued the walk. He wanted to be ridiculous? Fine. He could be as ridiculous as he wanted. I wanted nothing to do with it. There was obviously a reason we hadn’t spoken in all this time we had been in school together. We were nothing alike and had absolutely no reason to.
By the time I reached the dorm, I wasn’t really annoyed anymore, and for some reason, this ridiculous level of guilt had snuck in. I’m not really sure what made me feel guilty-I didn’t owe a thing to him-but I couldn’t shake it. I turned around to face him again, and was surprised to see that he was as still pretty far back, shuffling along with an absolutely miserable look on his face.
I let out a sigh, watching as my breath misted in the cold air. “You okay, man?” I called out to him.
Matt looked just as shocked as I felt. “I’m fine.” He answered. “Just have a lot on my plate I guess.” He gave me a sheepish grin before he reached around me and pulled the door open for me. “So I guess I’ll see you around?”
“Sure.” I agreed as I stomped the snow off my shoes and headed for the stairs towards my room. “Take it easy.”
“Night.” He murmured. Before I turned the corner to go up the second half of the stairs, I caught sight of Matt watching me. Call me crazy, but I swear he was watching my ass as I went up the stairs. His cheeks turned a bright red when I turned, and he quickly scurried down the hall immediately after.
“Dude, where have you been?” My roommate asked me the second I entered my room. Josh Potter was the coolest kid I have ever met in my life. He was easy going, smart as a whip, and hilarious to boot. We had been living together since sophomore year, after bonding during freshman year over many hours in the pool together.
“Went out with my dad.” I reminded him as I dumped myself on my bed.
“Oh yeah. Birthday dinner.” He closed the book he was reading at his desk and turned to me. “How was it?”
“It was good.” I shrugged. “Had the weirdest conversation with Matt Humphrey though.” I told him as I stripped down to my boxers and started getting ready for bed. Josh just stared at me for a minute, silent until I raised my eyebrow at him in question. Josh was the only openly gay guy on campus, but living with him had never been uncomfortable. No one had a problem with it, Josh was just Josh, and that’s all there was to it. Occasionally, he got in a good peak, but he was totally harmless. And he was my best friend, so there was no chance of anything ever happening. Josh was currently involved in some clandestine affair, though. He couldn’t say who it was because the guy didn’t want to be out due to his parents’ disapproval or some shit like that. He was the son of some bigwig in DC, but so were most of my classmates, so it wasn’t like I could narrow it down if I wanted to. Josh was happy with the situation, and that was enough for me.
“Yeah?” He gave me his famous shit-eating grin as his eyes made a slow perusal from my abs to my face. I may not be the biggest guy around, but years of swimming had kept me in shape. While Matt Humphrey was broad and imposing, my muscles made me appear long and lean. As I got older, my shoulders have become more broad, but I’m not a big guy by any stretch of the imagination. Josh occasionally checked me out, but I knew it was 100% harmless and was never offended by it. “He finally confess he wants you?”
I did an absolute double take. What the hell? “He wants me?” I scoffed. “What the hell are you on?”
“Dude, he watches you like a hawk. I’m surprised you’ve never noticed.” His smug grin makes me laugh out loud again.
“I can’t say that I have ever noticed.” I agreed. “We have never even spoken before today. Where would you even get that idea? I don’t think we have even taken classes together.”
“He sat behind you in modern European history sophomore year.” Josh rolled his eyes. “You really are oblivious sometimes.”
“Huh. I had no idea.”
“You wouldn’t.” Josh chuckled as his phone buzzed on his desk. He picked it up and grinned before putting it back down on the wood. “You going to head to the pool at all tonight?” He stretched in his seat and looked down at his phone again before meeting my gaze again. His eyes were sparkling, a sure sign that a certain someone had texted him.
“You want me to?”
“Do you mind? Just for an hour or so, I swear.”
I stood and stretched. So much for an early night of reading in bed. I was being sexiled. It’s not that I really minded, I was glad josh was having fun, but it kinda sucks to get booted from your own room sometimes. “You got it.”
“Really? Thanks, man. You’re the best roommate ever!” He grinned and jumped up to give me a hug.
“Just stay off my bed.” I teased, jumping out of the way of his attempt to smack me upside the head. “I’ll be back by 10:30 or 11:00, okay?”
“That’d be awesome.” He grabbed his deodorant and started to freshen up. “His roommate would not be nearly as cool as you so it’s awesome that you’re so willing to be okay with us hanging out here. I wish I could introduce you guys but he is so paranoid.”
“As long as he doesn’t hurt you.” I shrugged. “I just don’t want this to blow up in your face.”
“I know. I’m being careful, I promise.” He tossed me my swimming bag and gave me shove towards the door.
“Dude! At least let me put pants on!” I laughed as I shoved by him and pulled some clothes out of my dresser. Once I was covered in sweats and had shoved my feet in some sneakers, I grabbed my swim bag again and headed out the door, leaving Josh and his mystery lover to get some peace and quiet for a while.
A glance down at my watch told me that it was already past 9. I loved going to the pool this late because I am typically the only one there. It’s technically closed this late, but as captain off the swim team, I had a key to the locker room and pool area so I could get in and lead extra practices or just get some of my own time in. Coach was desperate for another state title this year, so he pushed us to get as much time in the water as we could. Sure enough, the locker room was empty when I got there. I changed into my suit and grabbed my goggles before making my way to the pool. After turning the stereo system on, I jumped in and started some warm up laps.
The best thing about being in the pool with some good music playing was that it gave me some time to do some thinking. No matter how I tried to distract myself, my mind kept wandering back to Matt Humphrey and our bizarre interaction, followed by what Josh had said.
I have to admit, if what Josh had said was true, it makes the interaction on the train and on the walk back to the dorm make a whole lot more sense. He had seemed so sheepish on the train, and then while we were walking, it seemed like he was desperate to tell me something that he couldn’t spit out. Was he trying to tell me that he liked me? Was that why he was so awkward?
If I’m being honest with myself, I wasn’t turned off by the whole thing. Maybe I had been hanging around Josh too long, but my comfort level with the fact that he may have a thing for me kind of surprised me. I never really cared about anyone’s sexual orientation before anyway. Love is love, if you ask me. I don’t care who is with who. My parents had never encouraged me to dislike people who were different, which I guess made me an abnormality. People around school didn’t seem to have a problem with Josh either, but then again, it may have just been the fact that everyone got along so well. No one wanted to be the lone bully. That was part of what made me so mad about the guy Josh was seeing. No one would care. I understand not wanting the general public to know if it would be a bad thing for his family. But still, Josh is an amazing guy. I’m surprised no one wants to show him off.
I had never really thought about my own sexuality to some deep level. I mean, I’m attracted to girls, no doubt about that, I had only had one girlfriend, but I sure loved having sex with her. It didn’t really fail for any particular reason other than the fact that she moved to California with her family, and we didn’t see the need to do anything long distance while in high school. She already knew she was going to Northwestern, so really, there was no point in even pretending to stay close. We had different paths in life.
As I kicked off the wall and eased into a lazy front crawl, I let my mind wander back to Matt. Again. What Josh had said actually bothered me. If Matt truly “wanted” me, why hadn’t we spoken in all this time? And why would he randomly choose a subway ride to start talking, of all places? He had plenty of chances at school to talk, he didn’t need to wait until a random run in to start. We lived in the same building for crying out loud.
When I reached the end of the lane, I latched onto the wall and pulled my goggles off. A quick glance at my watch told me I still had half an hour to kill before 11:00. I figured it was better to err on the side of caution and give Josh some private time than to walk in on him doing anything. I shut off the radio and made my way back to the locker room, toweling off as I went. No one was here to yell at me for dripping water all over the mats, so I didn’t care enough to be more careful.
Surprisingly, the locker room lights were on when I got in there. They were on a sensor, so that meant someone else was around, at least in the last 15 minutes to set the lights off.
I didn’t have to wonder who was around for long, cause the slamming of the door behind me announced my arrival for me. “Hello?” A voice called out from over by the changing bench.
“Sorry, just coming back from the pool.” I told whoever it was as I made my way to my locker. “I didn’t realize anyone else was out this late.” I came around the corner and was surprised to find Matt sitting on a bench pulling up some Woodbridge Academy sweatpants over a pair of boxers. “Oh. Hey.”
He glanced up at me and did a double take before losing his balance and stumbling into the row of lockers. He cursed under his breath before straightening himself, an adorable blush spreading from his cheeks and down his neck
Wait. Adorable? Since when do I think guys are adorable? Especially Matt Humphrey.
“You okay?” I asked him as I opened my locker, making sure I avoided eye contact. I didn’t know what the proper protocol was. Should I ask him if he is into me? Do I let it go? I have no clue what I’m supposed to do. I feel like I should have been better prepared for this situation.
“Yeah. My bad.” He chuckled. “Just a little embarrassed.”
“Don’t be. It happens.” I grinned at him, dropping my suit and grabbing my boxers. “Get in a late night work out?”
“Yeah, needed to clear my head a bit.” He told me, totally nonchalant, but when I turned around, I couldn’t miss the fact that he was blatantly checking me out I cleared my throat, and he snapped his eyes up to meet mine. There was an emotion I recognized all too well from my time with Sarah swimming around in his eyes.
Lust.
I couldn’t miss it if I tried.
“Anything you want to talk about?” I offered, trying to ease the tension in the room. I have no idea when we went from being complete strangers to offering support, but it felt right. There was something going on here, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t interested in finding out what it was. Can’t blame a guy for being curious.
He sighed and looked away, before standing and pulling a sweatshirt on before grabbing his bag. “Nothing you’d be interested in, I’m sure. Let’s face it. You’re not exactly my biggest fan.”
“Now wait just a minute.” I exclaimed, stepping to the side to block his escape route. He huffed a bit but stopped short anyway. Honestly, it was a little bit of a surprise to see Mr. Calm and Collected so frustrated. “I never said that. I asked you what’s wrong, if you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t. But don’t blame it on me because I never said anything to you that would make you think otherwise.”
He straightened, his impressive size would probably intimidate most but I was too annoyed with the ridiculous transgressions of the night to even care at this point. “You have never spoken to me in all the time we’ve been in school together, why start caring now?” He challenged me. “You queer or something?”
My eyes widened in shock. So much for that theory. “You’re kidding, right? You know how ridiculous that sounds. You’re the one who sat down to talk to me earlier, and you’re the one acting like a total dipshit. You’re the one acting like someone pissed in your cheerios. So maybe you’re the one who is queer and has a thing for me. That’s what I think!” Matt seemed to shrink as I continued with my rampage and I instantly felt terrible. I didn’t want to be an asshole. I’m not that guy. “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. I’m just being a jerk.”
His gaze fell to the floor, his entire alpha male facade entirely forgotten. “You’re right though.” He mumbled.
“What?”
“I’m gay.” He mumbled again, not bothering to look up at me. “And yes, I’ve had a thing for you for a while.”
“Wait…what?!” I repeated. “You’re kidding.”
His eyes finally lifted from the tiles of locker room floor and met my gaze. He looked…haunted. I don’t know why I cared so much, but all I know is that I DID care and I felt terrible about the events of this whole night. “I’m not kidding.”
“You’re gay?” I simply couldn’t believe it. “But you’re…you.”
“Yup.” He grimaced. “I’m me.”
“I don’t get it.” I mumbled as I moved out of the doorway, I didn’t want him to feel like he was being trapped anymore. I didn’t want to be the bully.
“There’s not much to it. I like guys.” He chuckled, but there was a darkness behind that laugh. “Specifically, you.” I couldn’t find any words to answer him with, so I dumbly just stood there in my boxers.
“But you don’t even know me.”
He shrugged. “Maybe not. But what I do know, I like. Quite a bit, actually.”
I sat down on the bench in front of my open locker, absolutely baffled by this turn of events. Matt was still standing there, obviously waiting for me to say something back. I just had no idea what to tell him. I’m not going to lie, part of me was really curious about this whole situation, but the other part was quite alarmed.
“Could you at least say something?” He finally huffed. “You’re killing me here.”
“What do you want me to say?” I snapped. “In case you weren’t sure, that was one hell of a bombshell you just dropped on me!”
“Oh, pardon me for inconveniencing you.” He snapped right back. “You must have something you want to say. Yell at me. Make fun of me. I don’t care. Just do something!”
“I’m not going to make fun of you.” I told him as I realized how awkward it was that I was standing there in just boxers for all this time. “I don’t care if you’re gay. My best friend is gay for crying out loud. Give me a little credit here.”
He sighed and seemed to settle in a little bit, but was still acting like a skittish bird ready to fly away at any second. “Right. I forgot about Josh.”
“Yeah. Exactly.” I snapped as I shoved my feet into my sneakers and pulled my sweatshirt on. “Look. I see this going two ways. First, you drop this bomb on me and then walk away, making us both look like assholes, or second, we discuss this like rational adults.”
He looked up at me then, and the signature Humphrey smirk was back: “Like rational adults? Okay, dad.”
I grinned back. “Well, it’s true. You didn’t exactly leave me any room to work through it. You just kind of ninja kicked me in the stomach with this news and instantly got all defensive without even giving me a chance. I’m not an asshole, you know. I don’t just jump all over people because they’re different.”
“So I am different from you.” Disappointment crossed his face for a brief second, but it was quickly replaced with the stoic look I was used to see across campus. The one that didn’t even bother to speak to me in all this time.
I just rolled my eyes. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant that I don’t judge people over stupid stuff.”
He stared at me for another moment, the gears in his head were pretty much visible as he held my gaze. An unfamiliar feeling nuzzled itself into my stomach, confusing me more than the bizarre events of the evening. I actually had butterflies in my stomach. Fucking butterflies. From Matt Humphrey!
“Let’s just try and talk it out.” I suggested. “I mean, there’s no harm in having a conversation about all of this. I have to admit I’m a little overwhelmed by this sudden confession.”
Matt just gave me a curt nod. “Understandably so. I didn’t mean to say anything. It just kind of…came out? I don’t know. I had every intention of just letting it go and continuing as we were, but I don’t know. Tonight just seemed like a good time to come clean.”
“It was pretty spontaneous, but I have a feeling it’s not really as fresh as it seems.”
“Not really.” He blushed. “But if you’re willing to talk, I would absolutely love it if we could have a conversation. Preferably not while you’re wearing the smallest bathing suit on earth or just boxers. It makes it a little hard to focus.”
“You’re the one who blabbed in the middle of the locker room.” I laughed. “Come on. We can go back to my place. Josh owes me after sexiling me tonight.”
I made my way out of the locker room, letting him trail behind me. He didn’t say a word as we walked back to the senior dorms. The senior dorm was by far the best on campus, but set the furthest back from the rest of the main buildings, like the academic buildings, cafeteria, and sports complex. It was worth it though. Some wealthy alumni donated the dorm a few years back, and it is pretty damn slick. Josh and I had a perfect unobstructed view of the small lake on campus, and beyond that some rolling hills. Nothing that made you think you were on a high school campus. It felt more like a retreat or a hotel. The only thing that stood in the way was a ridiculous amount of homework.
As we approached the front stairs, Matt actually stopped me. “We could just go to my room.” He suggested. “I don’t have a roommate, and that way you won’t have to involve Josh in anything.”
I shrugged. “Makes sense. I just assumed you had a roommate. I figured Josh is the most laid back guy around, so he would be the best choice of a person to bother at 11 at night.”
“Student body president, remember?” He smirked. “I have a suite on the first floor without a roommate.”
“And here I was thinking you weren’t a snob.” I joked. Luckily, Matt also thought it was funny and gave me a little shove towards the door.
The hallway was empty as we entered the building, so we made our way down the hall of the first floor to the end. There weren’t that many rooms on the first floor because it’s where the dorm assistant has their suite, and there are a few lounge areas. We could hear some music coming from the few rooms we walked by, but no actual people disrupted our walk. I did my best to control my nerves, but I was a little anxious about what was going on. Did I like Matt Humphrey now? Was I gay too? Why wasn’t I more freaked out? Should I be freaked out? The list of questions went on and on.
Matt opened a door at the end of the hallway, and I was instantly filled with jealousy. This suite was amazing. We were in a living area with a mini fridge, couch, and giant TV. The carpet was soft and plush. There was the same industrial furniture we had in our room, but it was put together a little bit nicer. There was a bedroom off the living room with what looked like a double bed, and a bathroom off the other side. He had his own bathroom! I shared with 15 other guys! Do you have any idea how gross 18 year old boys are?!
“Wow.” I said with a whistle. “You’ve got some nice digs.”
He just shrugged as he dropped his keys on the end table by the couch. “It’s the payment I get for all the other shit I have to deal with.”
“I guess so. Not too shabby.”
“Honestly, it gets kind of boring. I had a ton of fun living with a roommate. Now it’s always so quiet, sometimes I can’t even hear anyone, unless music is really loud. I just feel like a spoiled prince sitting alone in his mansion while everyone else slums it.”
“Yeah, but you’re not spoiled. You earned your role on your own. If you want company, just have people come over. It’s not like you don’t have friends.”
He scoffed as he sat down on the couch. “You know most people are just friends with me because of who my father is, right?”
“That can’t be true.”
“Come on. Everything I have is because I’m a Humphrey. It’s okay. I’ve accepted it. I mean really, it’s the only reason I even passed European history.”
I laughed but sat down on the couch as well. “Please. That class was a joke.”
“It was, but I still had a D average.”
“How is that possible?” I asked him, not believing what he was saying. That was the easiest class I had ever taken. We had a quiz every week on what we learned during that class, and no exams or papers. Everyone got an A.
He took a deep breath. “That was how I figured out I was gay.”
Without meaning to, I let out a laugh. “Which King Henry was it?” I joked. “I mean, they were all pretty good looking.” I said with a wink.
I jumped as he chucked a cushion at me. “Shut up, you dick. It was you. I sat behind you in that class and stared at you constantly. I couldn’t focus on anything else. I had always wondered why I was never really into girls like everyone else, but as soon as I saw you, I knew it was because I was attracted to guys.”
I was still for a moment, but as the rising anxiety began to simply radiate off of Matt, I began to fee bad. I needed to say something. “I don’t know what to say.” I finally admitted. “I’ve never thought about another guy like that.”
“If it helps, I haven’t either. Like, I’m not attracted to Josh even though he would be someone I could actually be with. I have simply only ever wanted you. Even though you never gave me the time of day.” He gave me a shy smile. “Well, until today, that is.”
I adjusted myself, slightly uncomfortable with the situation. “Josh said something about it tonight too.”
He frowned. “About what?”
“Um. He said you watch me like a hawk.”
Matt turned bright red. “I thought I was more subtle than that, but yes, Josh knows all about it. We’ve talked about it more than once.”
My eyebrows must have shot to my hairline. “He knew?”
“Yeah, but I begged him not to tell you.” He blushed. “I mean, I’ve never had the courage to talk to you. I didn’t want you to think I was some weirdo crushing from afar.”
You could have talked to me, you know.” I sighed. “Maybe then this wouldn’t feel so scripted.”
He chuckled. “How so?”
“I mean, it sounds like the intro to a bad porno.” I chuckled. “You know what I mean? It seems awkward and unlikely. You’ve never spoken to me in three and half years, but now come out that you’ve always had a thing for me? It’s a little hard to handle.”
He looked disappointed, and I felt bad. Again. I was not equipped to handle this kind of stuff. “I get it.” He mumbled: “Just please don’t say anything. I don’t want my father to find out through some media outlet that I can’t control.”
“I would never.” I exclaimed. “This is what I mean! You don’t know me. You wouldn’t know that I would never tell a soul about your personal business. I’m not some blabby teenage girl.”
“You just don’t know what it’s like to be under this kind of pressure.” He fought back. “I have to maintain a certain image or my fathers position will suffer for it.”
“I do get it, actually. You think I want people to know that I’m only here because my fathers boss paid for me to be here? Of course not. I know what it’s like to want to fly under the radar. I would never do anything to sabotage someone else’s personal life for my own pleasure. That’s just not me.”
“Sorry.” He mumbled.
“I don’t know what you’re getting so defensive about either.” I huffed. “I never rejected you. I just said it was a bit much to take in.”
Matt’s head perked up and the dullness in his eyes seemed to fade as a smile spread across his face. “You didn’t?” I just shook my head. “Sorry, I just didn’t know what you were trying to say and instantly felt like I should defend myself. I’m a creature of habit, what can I say.”
“Who knew Matt Humphrey was so insecure?” I joked, laughing harder at the blush that spread over his face. “I just don’t really know what I’m supposed to think. Or do, for that matter.”
He nodded. “I know. I’m sorry I sprung this all on you. Honestly, I was planning on just harboring this crush on you until we graduated and went our separate ways, hoping it would fade away or whatever. But I kind of failed at that whole thing.”
“Little bit.” I laughed. “But no worries. Maybe we can just kind of get to know each other and see what happens.”
“Sure.” He nodded and gave me a grin.
We hung out on that couch and talked for a bit longer, trying to get to know each other a little better, and it turned out we actually had a lot in common. Similar interests, similar habits, similar hobbies. Had we ever actually spoken, we probably could have been friends. Maybe we had missed out on each other the last few years. Only now, we seemed to have missed the friendship window and I got a feeling that Matt wanted much, much more from me than just another bro to hang out with. I have a feeling he’s looking for an actual thing. An item. A boyfriend?
While he was talking about something regarding lacrosse or whatever, I don’t really know, I let my mind wander towards what I was actually agreeing to. Did I actually make a conscious decision to get to know him? Really cast aside all pressure from society and try to be with a guy? I was flattered that the most popular guy at school had this secret crush on me and all, but it wasn’t something I had ever considered, so was I being a pushover by letting it happen?
My eyes drifted down to his mouth. I had never thought about kissing a man before. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like, what it would taste like. Matt had very pink lips, his bottom one slightly more full than the top. I wasn’t sure how to tell whether they would be soft or not. I gave my own a lick, trying to assess what they would be like to give me a better idea of a guy.
“You okay?” Matts voice interrupted by silent pondering. He was staring at me intently, an innocent look absorbing his features. He actually looked quite nice. I decided then and there that I was getting inside my own head. There was no need to be insecure of anything that was going on.
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“What are you thinking?” He asked, concern etched on his face. “You look kind of apprehensive.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I was just wondering about something.”
“Oh?” It came out as more of a question than an acceptance of fact. This was it. I needed to suck it up and see what it would be like to kiss him. If it was awful, maybe we could walk away from this awkward night as friends. If it wasn’t, well, maybe he could get what he wanted. I was open to anything.
Without further hesitation, I leaned forward and gently pressed my mouth against his. Matt jumped a bit from surprise, despite my slow ascent, but quickly adapted and adjusted himself so his lips were molded gently to mine. There was no rush, just a tender pressure that actually felt quite nice. His lips were soft and full, and fit perfectly against mine. A gentle warmth flooded through my body, and I realized I was definitely not opposed to kissing Matt Humphrey.
After a few seconds, I pulled away. Matt had his eyes closed and was breathing slightly more rapidly than before. He slowly opened his eyes and gave me a shy smile, before wrapping one hand around my neck and pulling my head closer to his again. This time, there was no denying the Matt Humphrey I had gone to school with for so long. He was going to dominate every aspect of this situation. His hands had wrapped around me as he pulled me closer to him, his soft mouth moving continuously against mine as he held me close to him. I could feels is heart beating through both of our sweatshirts against my own chest, and grinned against his mouth when I realized how rapidly it was beating. He wasn’t lying or trying to trick me. He obviously really did want me.
Matt began to get a little more adventurous as we continued to kiss on his couch in the middle of his giant suite. Gently, he snaked his tongue out to lick along the seam of my lips before he gently nipped my bottom lip with his teeth. Having never been on the receiving end of such moves, I gasped slightly at the turn of events in my life, and Matt took advantage of the newly created opening, diving
his tongue into my mouth.
It was a new sensation to me, but definitely not a bad one. Matt’s tongue was strong and smooth as it explored all corners of my mouth, entangling with my own tongue as we continued to make out on his couch. I lifted my own hand without even realizing it, wrapping my arm around his shoulder to pull him even closer to me before I had processed what I was doing.
Our bodies were now pressed together, just a layer of sweatshirts between us. I could feel Matt’s erection pressed against my hip, but appreciated that he was not being overly aggressive about anything. He was actually being quite gentle, showing me more affection than i had received in over a year with Sarah. It was obvious he wasn’t just some horny douche trying to get his rocks off. Maybe he did really want me as much as he said he did.
As soon as Matt pulled away from my mouth and began to press gentle kisses along my jaw line, I made the active decision to shut off my brain and just enjoy what was happening. If I was in this, I was going to be in this all the way. I let my head fall back as his mouth worked wonders on the skin of my neck, gentle nibbles followed by a soothing lick and then a soft kiss. The contrast of sting and soothing was a complete turn on, and I could feel all blood in my body rapidly heading south. My boxers and sweats did little to hide the bulge that was forming, but I once again made the decision to just let go and enjoy what was happening.
I had been so wrapped up in my own head, analyzing every thing that was happening, that I had totally missed that Matt had shifted us and I was now laying down on my back on the couch, and Matt was hovering above me, holding himself up as he continued his sweet assault on my neck. It wasn’t until his erection brushed against my own that I jumped and let out a small moan that even startled me. Matt pulled back and looked down at me, his eyes full of a lust I had never seen before. He really did want me. The power of that realization boosted my confidence, so I gently pressed my hips up, brushing our hard cocks against each other again. His eyes shot closed as he let out a gasp and slightly lost his balance above me, falling from his hands to his elbows for support. The lower center of gravity left him hovering right on top of me, practically chest to chest. Matt quickly returned to work with his mouth, pressing it to mine and kissing me deeply as his hands crept down my sides until they reached my waist. Once he did, he wasted no time pulling my sweatshirt up a few inches and letting his fingers trace the bare skin while he continued to claim my mouth with his own.
My thoughts were swimming as I kissed him back, loving the feel of his fingertips on my bare skin. I wanted more. I wanted everything. My cock was so hard I could burst at any second, but that would be embarrassing. All I knew for sure was that Matt was turning me on in a way I had never experienced before. I can’t even remember the last time I got this hard just from kissing.
I let out a groan in protest as he pulled away just long enough to pull his sweatshirt off over his head. I laid there watching his every move as he straightened me out on the couch, my body jelly in his strong hands. He got into a better position above me, straddling my legs on the narrow couch. I was pretty impressed we hadn’t fallen off yet. It wasn’t exactly the biggest piece of furniture ever built, but I guess it would do. Plus, this new position allowed me to really look at Matt for the first time. He was ripped, but not in an obnoxious way. His muscles were well defined from years of playing sports, and his chest was splattered with light blond hair that matched the closely buzzed hair on his head. His hands made quick work of my own sweatshirt, yanking it over my head and tossing it to the floor. His eyes were half lidded as he gazed down on my body. I felt my cheeks heat at his slow perusal, like a lion eyeing an innocent gazelle before he pounced. His fingertips traced over my pecs and around to my shoulders before slowly working down over my abs. Like I said, I may not be the biggest guy around, but I had some definition from all those years in the pool. I took in a deep breath as his fingers got scarily close to the waistband of my sweats, not quite ready for anything like that yet. Matt didn’t push though, and gently slid his hands back up until they laid flat over my pecs. He gave me a slight squeeze before sliding them around to my back and lowering his own body until he was pressed against me and I was wrapped in his arms. I feel like it should have seemed awkward, but it aroused me in a way I had never expected. Matt was treating me like I was something precious to him, and it was something I had never experienced before. Things with Sarah were always rushed before her parents got home, or I had to make curfew. There was no denying that Matt wanted to prolong this feeling as long as possible.
When he leaned down to kiss me again, i hungrily accepted his tongue in my mouth, letting it fight with mine in a battle for dominance I was more than willing to surrender to. The bare skin of Matt’s chest pressed against mine as he move over me. All of a sudden, he moaned into my mouth as he moved and his cock brushed against mine again. He pulled away from me and looked down at me as he bucked his hips slowly in the same manner. This time, I was the one who let out a moan as the friction sent tingles throughout my whole body. I had never felt anything like it before. I was rock hard and could feel that I was leaking into my boxers, so unbelievingly aroused from my first experience with a man that I was ready to explode. This was undeniably the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life.
Matt grinned down at me as he rocked against me again and I squeezed my eyes shut as the sensation warmed my whole body. I felt him lean over me and pull me close again as he continued to buck his hips back and forth, rubbing against me in both directions. His lips found my neck once more as I arched my hips up to match his rhythm, and we began to grind against each other on the couch. We both stiffened at the same time as we exploded in our pants, breathing deeply as our orgasms wiped us out. Matt let out a groan as he shuddered, and I could feel the warmth of his wetness through both of our pants against my leg. I’m not quite sure if I’m grossed out or proud.
Matt collapsed on top of me as I struggled to calm my heart rate. “Well, this is not how I imagined tonight going.” He chuckled as he laid pressed against my chest. His voice was muffled against my shoulder.
I had to laugh along with him. “Yeah, I definitely didn’t have this in mind when i went to the pool today either.” He instantly popped up and looked like a deer in headlights. “Don’t worry, it’s not a bad thing.” I told him. He still looked kind of rattled, so I pulled myself up and gave him a soft peck on the mouth. “Don’t look at me like that. I meant to do it. Seriously. I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to.” His sigh of relief was visible, and it actually made me laugh out loud. “Dude, you’ve got to lighten up.”
“Sorry, this is just not what I was expecting to come out of this spur of the moment confession. In all reality, I kind of pictured you punching me in the face and outing me to everyone on campus.”
His confession made me frown, and he must have known I was somewhat annoyed because he climbed off my lap and made room for me to sit up on the couch, and gave me a sheepish grin. “Matt.” I started. “If you were that worried I would do something like that, why would you bother having a thing for me in the first place? You shouldn’t waste your time on people who would do something like that.”
“Well…I just had no clue how it would go. I have spent my entire life building walls and creating the perfect facade so nothing would get back to my father and embarrass him. It’s not public knowledge yet, but he’s running for president in the next election. The last thing he needs is a gay son to ruin his perfect image.”
I nodded my head. That was a pretty common theme around here. Most students were related to some big wig with a reputation to uphold. I’m pretty sure that’s part of the reason there was so little drama here. Everyone had too much to lose and had to walk on eggshells. “If you think being gay is a bad thing, so will everyone else.” I pointed out. “It’s not a bad thing. Some guys like kissing other guys. Who gives a shit?”
Matt finally grinned. “I certainly enjoyed kissing you.”
“Eh. It was okay.” I said with a wink. This whole night had been fairly surreal, but it surprisingly didn’t upset me as much as I would have expected. It just felt kind of…right.
“So what now?” Matt asked as he stretched out on the couch and plopped his feet up on the coffee table.
“Josh should be alone by now, I should probably go finish reading for Irish lit.”
“Yeah, probably.” He grinned. “Although i wouldn’t mind if you stayed here a little longer.” He told me with a wink. This jokey, fun version of Matt was much easier to deal with. I’m not great at dealing with varying emotions, but let’s face it. I’m a guy.
“Yeah, I bet you wouldn’t.” I joked right back, but still forced myself to stand up and grabbed my sweatshirt from the ground. “But seriously, now that I know I have a pop quiz tomorrow, I should probably actually read the chapter.”
“Yeah, probably a good idea.” He agreed as he stood and stretched before walking towards the door with me. “Thanks for tonight. I had a great time.”
“Me too.” I told him. I went to open the door, but he reached out and put his hand on my arm. When I looked up at him, he was staring at me intently. With a grin, I took my hand from the door knob and placed it on his waist instead. Matt gave me a grin before he tugged me to him and let his lips meet mine once more.
I haven’t exactly kissed a lot of girls, but I can say with 100% certainty that kissing Matt was unreal. His mouth was powerful, his tongue strong as it invaded my mouth. He knew exactly how much pressure to put on my mouth, when to let go for air. His hands snaked up and down my sides as he continued his assault on my mouth. I was hooked on his kisses, that’s for sure. I had never felt anything like the surge of lust that was coursing through me as our lips worked together. And honestly, I wasn’t upset about it. Something about kissing Matt just felt right.
His pulled away and tilted forward until his forehead was pressed against mine. “Any way I can talk you into staying a little longer?”
“I really have to read that chapter.” I reminded him.
“Okay.” He reluctantly agreed. The sheepish look on his face was hard to resist, and I felt myself caving.
“Well, I guess I could read the chapter in the morning.” I relented.
The words had barely left my mouth before Matt’s hands left my waist and grabbed my head instead. His mouth was instantly all over mine in a hungry, passionate kiss unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Our teeth clashed as he worked his lips against mine, drinking me in like I was his last sip of water. Without me even noticing, he had spun us around and pushed me back until I made contact with the wall with a hard thump. Matt wasted no time assaulting my neck with his mouth as he pressed against me, holding me against the wall as he did so. The moan that left my mouth surprised even me as he held on to me with a tight grip. His hands slid from their position on my waist and around to my ass. No one had ever really fondled my ass before, but the sensation was not entirely unpleasant. In fact, it felt really, really good. Matt continued to lavish attention to the skin of my neck before he finally lifted my sweatshirt and yanked it over my head, leaving my chest open to him again. I shivered in the cool air of the room, but his hot mouth on my nipple rapidly shoved all rational thoughts from my brain. Matt didn’t say a word as he licked, nibbled, and sucked on one, then moved to the other. My hands were on his shoulders, my eyes closed tightly as I rolled my head back and enjoyed the sensations coursing through my body.
His lips met mine again, and I was in such a fog that I didn’t even realize that Matt had pushed me across the living room to his bedroom. I let him blindly lead me until the backs of my legs bumped into the wooden bedframe of his neatly made bed. He grabbed my hips and tossed me gently back. As I plopped onto my back on the soft comforter, I couldn’t help but marvel at how easily he tossed me across the space. I had gone a good three or four feet and it was apparently with minimal effort on his part. It was actually pretty fucking sexy. I never would have imagined that being tossed around ike a rag doll was something that would excite me.
Matt stared down at me, his eyes swimming with lust and some other unidentifiable emotion as he looked at me. I felt my skin flush under his scrutiny, but I was never one to be embarrassed of my body. I knew that I looked pretty good for my age because of all the swimming. Just because I didn’t have the brawn that the football players had did not mean I was shy about my own build. I would just like to be a little bigger.
“You are so unbelievably sexy.” He murmured, so softly I almost missed it. No one had ever called me sexy before. I could feel the flush taking over my body as the weight of his words hit me. Matt Humphrey thought I was sexy. How weird was that? If someone had told me this morning that I would be getting hot and heavy with Matt, I would have told them they were insane. Now, here I am, topless on his bed as he stared down at me like a lion eyeing its next meal. He finally lowered himself over me and I let out a gasp as his hard dick bumped into mine again. It felt amazing, and I instantly felt all the blood flowing south again. I can’t remember the last time that I felt so intensely aroused, but the feeling was enough to drive a grown man to his knees. Matt’s hard body pressed against mine was by far the best thing I had ever felt in my life. He let his mouth trace over my body again, exploring every inch of exposed skin. My breath caught in my throat as he trailed down my stomach, exploring each ridge of my abs with gentle licks and kisses. It was surprisingly tender actually.
Matt didn’t stop as he hit my hip bones, nibbling gently on the skin that covered the bones. But when he leaned forward and nuzzled my cock through my sweatpants, planting a soft kiss over the bulge, I almost lost it. “Fuck.” I moaned out, my hips bucking off the bed. Matt glanced up at me, the lust in his gaze was absolutely mesmerizing. There was a questioning look on his face that took me a second to figure out what he was trying to figure out until he leaned a little closer. With a quick nod, he gave me a smirk before hooking his fingers into my sweats and pulling them down, bringing my boxers with them. I lifted my hips for him to get them off, a flash of fear running through me as I realized I was now completely naked in front of this guy who was virtually a stranger 4 hours ago. Once he wrapped a hand around my hard cock though, all rational thought slipped my mind and I got caught up in the feel of flesh on flesh
In all the time that I had dated Sarah, she had never once given me head before. She thought it was gross. So when Matt wrapped his mouth around my throbbing dick, it was almost more than I could take. I had never felt such extreme pleasure in my entire life. The warm heat as his mouth worked over me was incredible, and I let out a strangled moan as Matt puled off and licked shaft, working his tongue up and down, flicking it gingerly over my head before wrapping his lips around me once more. “Fuck, that’s incredible.” I managed to moan out, letting my and fall to Matt’s head. My fingers wrapped through his silky hair as he continued to work over me. I tried to look down at him, but the sight of him worshipping my dick was enough to make my balls ache. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever imagined in my life. Far better than sloppy sex with Sarah, and exponentially better than my own hand. This was heavenly.
Just when I thought I was going to explode all over the place, Matt switched it up on me. He slid his mouth off of me with a “pop” that seemed to echo in his giant room. The whimper that I let out would have been embarrassing under normal circumstance, but I was too far gone to even care about it. “Don’t worry.” He chuckled.
“Matt.” I managed to groan out.
My whining was not left unheard, because no sooner did I finish moaning his name before his mouth was on my balls. He softly licked the skin before pulling one side gently into his mouth. I still had one hand twirled through his hair, and the other was grasping at the comforter on his bed in an attempt to ground myself and not blow my load too quickly. I had never really been a quick draw before, but Matt had me teetering on the edge in a way that shouldn’t even be legal.
“God, that feels so good.” I moaned out as his fingers wrapped around the base of my cock and gently tugged while his mouth moved back up over me and engulfed me in his warmth again. “Fuck. Fuck, Matt. That is amazing.”
I glanced down at him, surprised to see he was watching me as I writhed on his bed. I must have looked ridiculous, but who really cares? My cock was wrapped in someone’s very talented mouth. There were worst things that could happen. When Matt saw I was watching him, he grinned around my cock and started up with a renewed enthusiasm. His eyes never left mine as he pressed further down until my entire shafter was in his mouth.
“Fuck, Matt, I’m gonna cum.” I managed to spit out, giving him a warning as my balls tightened and I teetered on the edge of losing all control. Matt merely tightened his grip on my thighs and sucked harder, bringing me to an orgasm like nothing I had every experienced, his name tumbling from my mouth repeatedly as I I shot jet after jet of cum into his mouth.
BY the time I could breathe normally again, Matt had disappeared and returned, his sweatpants slung low on his hips as he gently wiped my groin with a damp washcloth. All I could manage to do was watch him as he tossed the towel in a hamper and sit on the edge of the bed beside me. His eyes were sparkling as he watched me.
With a gentle tug, I grabbed his arm and pulled him down to me. He settled in beside me, his legs tangled in mine, the soft fleece of his sweatpants a startling contrast to my bare legs. “That was amazing.” I told him softly, afraid that if I spoke too loudly, the spark between us would fizzle. He gave me a sheepish grin, and I laughed as his cheeks flushed to a light pink. “No, really.” I told him as I pushed the hir off his forehead. “I think that was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced.”
“I didn’t mean to get so carried away. I just couldn’t help it. You are even more incredible up close.” He gave me that shy smile again. “Way better than I ever imagined.”
“I’m glad I lived up to your expectations.” I told him with a grin of my own. “I’d hate to disappoint you now that I know you’ve spent all that time thinking about this.”
Matt groaned and buried his face in my shoulder. “I can’t believe I told you all that. I’m such an idiot.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m glad you finally had the courage to say something. Tonight was really fun. I’d love to hang out with you again sometime.”
Matt pulled his head back up and gave me the confident smirk I was used to seeing around campus. “Glad we’re on the same page then.” He chuckled.
I laughed along with him before leaning over to give him a small kiss. Part of me didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Was I supposed to suck his dick too? Jerk him off? Are we expected to have sex? I have no idea what I’m supposed to do from here. This warrants a conversation with Josh. I am so far out of my element here. I wouldn’t even know what to do with myself. Or to him.
Luckily, Matt yawned and stretched. “I have a student council meeting tomorrow after dinner, but do you want to come hang out after?”
I sat up and stretched. “Is Matt Humphrey asking me out on a date?” I joked. “Never thought this day would come.” He laughed and gave me a light smack on the top part of my ass as I went to climb off the bed. I laughed along with him at the contact but grabbed my boxers and sweats from the floor. Once I was fully dressed, I turned to find he was watching me intently. “What?”
He shook his head. “Nothing. Just that somehow watching you get dressed was just as much of a fucking turn on as watching you get undressed.” I glanced down at his lap and saw that his sweats weren’t doing anything to hide his bulge. He saw me looking and stood with me. “Don’t worry about it.” He said softly before leaning over and kissing me. It was nothing like the frenzied kisses from before,; this time it was soft and tender kiss that seemed like the perfect way to say good night. “I want to get to know you. I don’t want to rush you into anything. Maybe once we get to know each other we can form some kind of relationship, but for now, let’s just see wht happens, okay?”
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“You sure?” I asked him as my fingers crept from his waist to the blge in his sweatpants. He moaned as I made contact, but pulled my hand away anyway.
“Trust me, there is nothing I would like more thn to spend all night exploring your naked body, but we have classes tomorrow, and we have already skipped quite a few steps. Give me a chance to relly win you over.” He grinned befre taking my hand and leading me to the door. Before he opened it, he gave me one more kiss and opened the door for me. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He told me.
I returned his goodbye before heading down the silent hall to the staircase. When I turned the corner to the stairs, I caught a glimpse of Matt watching me from his doorwy. I gave him a wave before heading back to my own room. The lamp by my bed was on, but Josh was out cold in his bed. It ws tpical after he saw his secret boyfriend The guy usually wears him out and then leaves. I felt a pain in my stomach as I realized that I might be getting myself intot h same situation, but shook my head to clear the negative thoughts. I grabbed my towel and took a quick shower, letting my mind wander in the warm water. Tonight’s hook up with Matt was far better than anything I had ever experienced, and the last thing I was looking for. There was no way I could walk away from him, but I was nervous about making this jump. There was no doubt in my mind that he was an awesome guy, and he was clearly into me, but was I really ready to completely change my life for a little exploration?
By the time I finished my shower and climbed into bed, I decided that I would be stupid to pass up this chance. Matt was a good guy. If it didn’t work out, maybe we could at least be friends. There was no reason to cast him aside quite yet. With a grin on my face, I settled in on my bed and thought about how I had agreed to tomorrow. It was time to stop overthinking everything and just go with my gut. And my gut was telling me to run to Matt and see what he could offer me. Odds were that it would be nothing short of amazing.
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