The next morning I woke up around 10.30. I stretched inside the sleeping bag I retrieved. The night before I had the courage to touch every part of Matt’s body while he was passed out, but if he woke up to find both of us in one bed I didn’t think he’d like it. I moved my morning wood against the waistband of my boxers and went to the bathroom. When I returned, Matt was moaning on my bed.
“I thought you were dead, man” I smirked. He moaned in reply. My heart melted as I stared at him, even in the morning and in pain he was beautiful.

“What time-“ he said in a hoarse voice.
“Almost 11” I answered as I sat down on my sleeping bag. He had been squeezing his eyes shut, I guessed he had a headache. As I sat in front of him, he opened his eyes to look at me and then immediately looked somewhere else. He then stood and went to the bathroom. He locked the door behind him.

“Hey,hun” my mom smiled as I went downstairs. “You guys had fun last night?”
“Yeah, it was good. Matt stayed over”
“Alright..What time did you get in?” she asked as she sat on the table to eat her muffin.
“Around 5” I replied while getting some cereal for myself.
“Were you drunk?” My dad asked, looking away from his newspaper to give me an accusatory look.
“No, not me” I smiled.

“I can see that” my mom said as Matt went down the stairs. There was no way he could hide last night’s drunkenness. I chuckled.
“Good morning, Matt. Do you want anything to eat?” she asked as he struggled to seat down on the chair beside me.
“Morning. Maybe some orange juice, please” his voice was not as hoarse as a few minutes ago, but it still sounded awful. Awfully perfect, for me.

I stood to pour him a glass of juice and handed it to him. “Thanks” he said taking it without looking at me.
“Well” my dad started and then finished his coffee. “We’re off”
“Where you going?” I asked as I had a spoonful of corn flakes.
“We’re going to Aunt Lily’s house to see the baby” my mom said as she placed the plates in the dishwasher. “We’ll be back by lunchtime” she smiled and headed to the door.
“Bye” I said.
“Take care, Matt!” my dad said loudly next to him, making Matt cringe in pain. My dad chuckled.
“Bye, sport” my dad said patting my back and joining my mom out the door.

“So uh, I guess I should go” Matt said a little nervous. I didn’t want him to leave. “Sure? We can hang out” I suggested.
“Nah” he still wasn’t looking at me “I’ll see you Monday. Thanks man” he said heading to the door and leaving me alone with an overwhelming feeling of fear. Did he know what I did? How could he, he was completely out of it. But that’s the only explanation to how he was acting. No, if he did know he would’ve probably be really mad not just nervous and uncomfortable. What if he didn’t want to be my friend? I had known for a while that he would never look at me like I looked at him, but at least we were friends… I couldn’t bear not having him as anything. Stop… I was just torturing myself, everything’s cool. I’ll see him Monday and it would all be the same.

The fear stayed in place.

Monday came and I was really nervous. The way he would act now would tell me if my fears are right or not. I sat down at my usual place in the back of Literature class, It was almost starting and Matt hadn’t arrived.

My heart was pounding hard in my chest. “Please, Please, Please” I begged, I didn’t want to lose him.

A minute before the class started, Matt walked inside. His beautiful features lid the room as he entered. I waited for him to look my way so I could signal him to sit down next to me (Although until now I never had to signal him, he would always sit down next to me). But he didn’t look my way and he didn’t sit down beside me. He sat in an empty seat in front of the class.

I felt cold pain start from my heart and spread to my entire chest. I’d lost him.
After the third class he did the same thing I decided to send him a text message. “WTF?”

“Come on, come on, come on” I thought as I waited for him to take his cell phone out his pocket and see my message. But he didn’t, and like he had been doing all morning, once class was over he bolted out and I couldn’t get a chance to talk to him.

“Hey,killer. Aren’t you gonna tell me what happened Saturday” Charlie appeared next to him and placed his arm around me. My mind immediately went to me touching Matt and panicked.
“What?”
“Lizzy, man!” he laughed punching me lightly on my chest.
“Oh right. It was nothing” I smiled cockily. I wasn’t in the mood for this. We kept walking through the crowded hallway towards the cafeteria. Charlie was shorter than me and of course hotter than me. He had black hair, blue eyes, broad back and round ass. Because of his cute face and gorgeous eyes and great body, he had quite a large fan club. But he wasn’t as perfect as Matt.

The day went by and I never could talk to Matt, he didn’t answer my message and he never sat next to me. “What a shitty day” I thought once I was home, lying on my bed thinking of Matt.

The ringing of the doorbell made me bolt upright. Suddenly I smiled thinking it was Matt. My body was tingly with expectation as I ran down the stairs and to the door. “It’s Matt. MATT” I thought, trying to make it true. I opened the door to see Matt… not standing there.
“Hey Brian” I said halfheartedly.

“Your parents home?” he asked excitedly as he walked in.
“Nah, why?” His reply was to take my cock in his hands.
Brian was my neighbor, and we had been fooling around occasionally for about three years. He laughed as he took his jacket off and threw it on the living room couch, heading up the stairs to my room. I sighed as I watched him go up. Brian was not ugly, he was shorter than me, had dark blonde hair and round brown eyes. He had a pretty nice mouth and body wise he was normal, not fat not skinny, and definitely not cut. He did have strong arms though and a big, round ass.

I wasn’t in the mood for this. But… maybe its what I needed. I went up the stairs to my room and found Brian shirtless on my bed.
“Can’t live without my cock, huh?” I asked cockily.
He smiled “Sure, that little dick?”

“My dick’s bigger than yours, fucker” I said as my dick started going hard. He noticed and bit his lower lip. He was lying on the bed with his legs spread, so I went and laid on top of him, rubbing my hard dick against his. I started kissing him. He had good lips for that, but I didn’t want romance with him… at least not today. So I stood leaving him hungry for more and started taking my pants off. He did the same. We stripped and once again I laid on top of him, rubbing my naked skin against his. No kissing this time.

I kneeled on top of him and turned him around. I squeezed his butt cheeks and he giggled. I rested myself on top of him, running my dick through his crack as he squeezed it by tightening his cheeks. I already had pre cum so I decided that would work for lube… so without warning I thrusted my dick inside his ass. He moaned with pleasure as he raised his hips and then started making circled movements. I lifted myself from his back, took him by his hip and raised him so he would be an all fours. I started fucking him faster while he gave little moans of pleasure. He had a really great ass.

I rested on my legs and pulled him slightly on top of me so he would ride my cock. He moaned harder as he moved up and down, faster and faster. Then he just moved his hips with incredible speed, and I moaned. Then Matt came to my mind. His hard chest, his perfect face, his rock hard abs, his arms, his big, thick dick. His dick in my mouth, his dick in my ass, fucking me like a mad man, my dick in his perfectly round, tight ass.

I almost screamed with pleasure as I started cumming in Brian’s ass. His hip movements were slow now, trying to take every last drop of cum. He fell of my cock and I rested next to him. It was what I needed, I felt so relaxed now. Brian lied next to me, stroking his cock fast and hard. He moaned lightly as he looked at me. Why wasn’t I with Brian? He wasn’t as hot as Matt but he was attractive and a good guy. Why was I torturing myself with a relationship that would never be. I started kissing Brian and running my hand through his naked body. Seconds after I did he moaned in my mouth and cum landed on my arm.

“Lets go shower” I suggested. He followed me like an excited dog follows food.
As the warm water fell on top of us, Brian rested himself with his back against me and pulled me by my hips towards him. My dick was soft now and it felt great against his naked ass. He turned around to kiss me and then got on his knees and started sucking my dick back to life.

All I could think of was Matt.

Brian had left and I was clean and recuperated on my bed, passing through the channels, not paying attention at what was on. Suddenly I realized I left my Biology notebook in school.

“Fuck!Shit, shit, shit!” I said as I ran downstairs and out to my car. I had Biology first thing tomorrow morning and the teacher had left us questions for homework, and was a real bitch when it came to assignments.
“Fuuuck!” I said once I found my notebook wasn’t in my locker. “Shit, where is It” I thought.

Maybe in the gym locker room. I closed the small, metal door and ran to the changing room. Once there I headed towards my locker. Standing in front of it I stopped. There was a noise in the room.
Water dripping? No. I started walking, following the sound. “It was kissing!” I realized excitedly. If there’s kissing here it means I’m not the only gay guy. What if it were jocks? I was getting excited, eager to find who was making out in the locker room.