Lost in a Dream

[justanothershyguy]

Oh no! This is a tragedy! But, I have to remember that the best of relationships have their bumps and this has to be the case now. Matt, you have such a talent of digging deep into your readers emotions. Whether they are good or bad, the feeling is intense. I don't know if I can wait too long for chapter 19......

Craiger

I've been trying to get this pushed forward a bit! Fortunately, 19 has been completed I had to work hard because I didn't want to wait long!

I suspect my reaction to this last chapter was like so many other readers: shock and awe. Shock at how quickly Matt's perfect union with Brayden fell apart. And awe at how your telling of the events and its effects on Brayden and Matt captured their pain and anguish and how deeply I felt it myself. I really didn't know what to say for a day or so. But my hat is off to you for keeping reality, humanity and sincerity in this unusual and powerful story. Like your characters, I need relief from this pain and can only hope that the chapters ahead show them finding their way back together.

The whole turn of events leaves me wondering if other fans of this story were affected as deeply as I was.

I really wish I had them all done in an instant! But, it takes time

You're toying with my emotions now. That's not nice. I didn't see it coming.

It's not nice :'( I toyed with my own emotions, too. I don't know if you can believe it, but I promise you everything is okay on my end. I got all emotional when I wrote it, but that was the extent of it. I'm sure everyone realizes how much I put myself into Matt's head for this, and if I wanted it to turn out well, I had to go all the way in!

And so, I'm happy to say that I've got 19 here for everyone. I'm not going to spoil anything, so, read and learn about what's going on!

Lost in a Dream, Chapter 19

I would love to say that everything that happened last night was a dream. And that I woke up that morning and Brayden was next to me. But it wasn’t a dream. And he wasn’t next to me. To be honest, I didn’t even sleep last night. Every time I closed my eyes, his face was there to keep me awake. My tears were there. The pain. I was cold. Alone. I hope Brayden did get some sleep. Where ever he was. I’d caused enough pain.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I heard keys jingle and the lock tumble. Click. Light flooded into the room from the hallway and a figure cast a shadow in the light. Could it be...

No. It was Jason making sure I was okay. “Fuck’s sake, Matt. You look like shit,” he said as he turned my lights on.

“What did you expect to see?” I grumbled as I tried to shield my eyes from the light.

“Did you get any sleep?” he asked concerned, ignoring my question. That was probably wise of him.

“Not a wink,” I said staring off into space. “Who’s Brayden staying with? Do I know who he’s staying with?” I asked thinking Jason knew something.

“Why do you ask? You’re not going to try and get him to talk today, are you?”

I shook my head side to side as I sat up in bed. “I just wanna be sure he’s in good hands.”

“Matt, I don’t know who he’s with. But, I’m sure he’s in good hands,” he said trying to cheer me up. “ He’s got friends, just like you do. And you know what? He could be with someone you and I both know.”

“Thanks.” I said gloomily.

“I’m gonna keep checkin’ on ya today. Try to take care of yourself, and get some sleep if you can!” Jason said as he left the room. I think he kept my keys. At least, I didn’t see him put them anywhere. It was probably a good thing he kept them.

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It’s easy to lose track of time when you’re lost in thought. Every time the door opened, I hoped it was Brayden. I hoped he would walk in, sit down, and listen. But, that was a false hope. I knew better.

At one point, it must have been after lunch, Jason came by. He lectured me for not eating lunch, but I wasn’t hungry. He made me promise to go out with him and Kelsey later, so I said yes. I’m glad he was still my friend. He’s a good friend.

I called Evan at one point. I was as nervous as the first time I called Brayden. I don’t know exactly why, but I suspected it had to do with my inner hope that Brayden was with either Evan or Lukas. Or, at the very least, that they knew what had happened to him.

“What the fuck do you want, asshole?” Evan said as he answered. I was so shocked I didn’t say anything right away. Tears welled up again. I had cried countless times lately; I was surprised I hadn’t run dry.

I still hadn’t composed myself so Evan broke the silence.

“Hello?” Evan questioned harshly.

“Is he ... is he okay?” I said softly before I sniffled. What a stupid fucking question.

I had hoped to get a response, but that didn’t happen. Click. Evan hung up on me. It hurt. It felt like my nerves were ripped out, wiggled at me like they were a toy, and thrown back in my face. I had been sitting on Brayden’s futon, so I just fell over onto my side and cried. I tried to call Evan back just to talk, but he didn’t answer. It rang twice and then went straight to voicemail. “Hey, you’ve reached Evan Schmidt. I seem to be busy...” I hung up. Why wouldn’t he listen? Is this how Brayden would react, too?

Much to my surprise, a few minutes later, Evan came down and walked into my room. He walked straight over to the futon, sat down, and said, “I need to hear from you what the fuck happened before I pass my judgement.” he said, expecting me to answer, “So just tell me. What the fuck happened last night?” Tears fell from my face as I stared ahead, still silent.

“I...” I started, but sputtered as I tried to find the right words. “I let Dean kiss me last night.” I finally said.

“Okay ...” Evan paused. Now, he looked like he was trying to remember something. “Wait,” he started like he had found the key to it all, “he kissed you? Did you kiss him back?”

The thought of that kiss still hurt; I decided just to explain to Evan everything I could remember. I took a deep breath, exhaled, and let the story flow out. “Somehow, Dean and I ended up in the kitchen alone. He said something, but I wasn’t really listening to him. I smiled because I felt it would be the polite thing to do, and then he grabbed me by the back of the head and kissed me. I was so shocked I couldn’t even close my eyes. It felt so wrong.”

“Okay.” he said. “Well, you still have to make this right.”

“I know.” I said solemnly. “I just hope he’ll listen when the time comes. I don’t think I’ll sleep until my body forces me to. Every time I close my eyes, I see his face. His tear-filled eyes.” My eyes watered as the image came to mind again.

I looked over at Evan and could see his eyes were tearing up, too. “Sorry.” I said flatly as I looked down in shame. “Can you keep him busy? Can you help him have fun? Can you do that for me? I don’t want him to be as miserable as I am. He didn’t do anything wrong. This suffering is mine to bear. It’s my penance,” I said as looked him back in the eyes.

He got up and said, “I’ll try my best.”

As he made his way towards the door, I said, “Evan? If he ever wants to use the room for anything, let me know. I can be gone for however long it takes. If he wants to sleep here, I can sleep in my car. I don’t want to be hinderance to him anymore.” He nodded, opened the door and walked out. I noticed him go into Jason’s room and close the door behind him, but I didn’t really want to know what they were going to talk about.

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The rest of Sunday was quiet. Of course I was still upset about everything that had happened, but I was also glad that nothing else happened. I had to look on the bright side of something. Dean had texted me a couple of times throughout the day, but I didn’t even look at those messages. I didn’t want anything to do with him.

Jason and Kelsey took me out to dinner like they promised. I didn’t eat much, but at least I’d have leftovers for a couple of days. I half expected Kelsey to lecture me at some point for being a dumbass. But she didn’t. I wouldn’t say she or Jason were supportive of what I’d done, but they still did their best to cheer me up. I just wish it could all work out that easily.

Later that evening, I heard Jason’s door open and close. Rather noisily at that. Curious as I am, I got up and peered through the eye-hole in the door. I wanted to see something. Something that would make this all better. And hear something I did! A laugh from Jason’s room. Brayden’s laugh! I felt that warm, fuzzy feeling inside when I heard it. I wondered what Jason must have said to get Brayden to laugh... Whatever it was, thank you Jase! You’re the best!

Then, my heart started to pound and that warm feeling ... the feeling I’d wanted to feel for the past day ended. Jason’s door was opening. And my Brayden was right there. He walked up to my door -- our door -- and reached up, as if to knock. I thought my heart was going to leap right out of my chest. Brayden was here, less than two feet away.

Suddenly, something caused Brayden to stop. His arm froze in place. He looked to his side. He looked back one last time. I wanted so badly for that door to disappear. I wanted to reach out and touch his face. Wanted to talk to him. For whatever reason. Brayden’s arm fell to his side. He wasn’t going to knock. Why? Why wouldn’t he knock? The nerves I felt, the warmth inside, all gone. Gone with that single motion. He sighed to himself, frowned, and walked away.

I started to cry all over again. I couldn’t catch my breath. I leaned my forehead against the door and sobbed. Brayden’s afraid. Afraid to talk to me now! Why couldn’t I just open that fucking door and hug him? I was so close to him ... yet so far away.

Suddenly, there was a knock at my door. Whoever it was pushed the door open. I fell backwards. I didn’t even want to know who was there. I landed on my ass and slid a foot or so. But all I wanted to do was hide my face. I laid down on my back on the cold floor and covered my eyes in shame with my hands.

“Oh shit, Matt!” I heard Jason say as he towered over me. “I’m so sorry! What were you doing there?”

“Oh, uh...” I mumbled. Jason reached down and helped me up as I tried to collect my thoughts. “As stupid as this sounds, I heard your door open and close. So I went to my door and looked out the eye-hole. I was about to sit back down, but then I heard a laugh. His laugh. I knew it had to be Brayden.”

I looked into Jason’s eyes to see how stupid I must sound. I couldn’t read him. I didn’t know what to say to him. “I just want to say thank you, Jase. Thanks for whatever you did to make him laugh!” I hugged him.

I had said ‘thanks’ to Jason without smiling. I think that was a first for me. It felt weird. I had hugged him with so much uncertainty. I’d never done that before. Nothing felt right.

“Okay,” Jason said, breaking my awkward tension, “then why were you crying just now?”

“I saw him, Jase. He was right at the door. He was gonna knock. And then he didn’t. He just walked away.”

“It will all work out, Matt.” Jason assured.

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Later that night, I watched a movie with Jason, Evan, and Kelsey. Even though Brayden and I had only been with each other about three weeks, it felt weird to not be cuddling during a movie. Or in a dark room.

After I returned to my room for the night, I decided to ask the Internet what I should do. I had been on a forum before and I looked through the advice area on occasion. Sometimes, you never know when you might be able to offer some advice to someone else.

I quickly scanned some of the topics that had been made recently. I stumbled upon one titled, “Trouble in paradise” by MidwestSwimfan2009. I started to read it, because, well, my paradise was in trouble, too.

ok. so, me and my boyfriend have been dating for just over three weeks. we’ve had sex and we have great chemistry. i thought i loved him, and i thought he loved me. we’ve both said it and neither of us were opposed to that. we even live together now.​

Interesting. Maybe I could help this guy out.

this is kind of a long story, so i’m just gonna throw that out there. on thursday night, we were fucking and got walked in on. i knew we were being watched from the very first, but it turned me on so much i didn’t want them to leave. the two guys that walked in happened to be friends, so when we were done fucking, they tried to tease us about it, but neither me or my bf would have any of it. at that time, i didn’t think it was a big deal, but it really freaked my bf out.​

Oh my God, Brayden!

that night, i slept like shit. my mind was really bothered by the fact that he was freaked out about the walk in and that it turned me on so much. i confessed to it being a turn on the next morning, and after a couple moments he said that he didn’t really care as long as we didn’t let it happen again. but, i think it really did bother him more than he was willing to admit.​

I think it did, too.

friday night, my bf and i didn’t fuck, but we 69ed. everything seemed just fine. he made sure to lock the door and we both laughed about that. i thought everything was good. then, saturday morning came around, and he woke up in a weird mood. it wasn’t around long, but he was really gloomy at first. it’s not that he’s not a morning person. he’s always positive and always smiling, no matter the time of day...​

Not anymore...

... so, after a few minutes, i asked him why he had never drank before. of course we were still underage, but everyone i had known drank at some point. and he told me that he was afraid of his secrets (like coming out)...​

That’s not exactly how I put it, but I guess he got the point.

... and then he told me he probably would, now that the cat was out of the bag (he’s out), as long as he was in control it couldn’t hurt. by the time we got to the party, it was pretty packed. we were both pretty excited, and it turned out we had a friend there who we weren’t expecting to be there. that friend and my bf teamed up for some beer pong, and my bf warned me things could get interesting (remember, he never drank before). while they were playing, a girl noticed the way i was looking at my bf and we started talking. it turned out she was a lesbian and we both just chatted the night away...​

As I read about the girl, I remembered getting a little jealous about him talking to her. I’m so stupid! I had nothing to fear with Brayden. I never did.

... every time i’d look over at my bf, he was having a blast. and he was getting really drunk, and the other friend was getting really touchy-feely with him. after they were done playing, they both went to the kitchen. i’d enough of the party, so i went to get him and bring him home. when i went in the kitchen, my bf was kissing the guy. i called my bf’s name to make sure it was him, and it was. i started crying right there and just left. i didn’t look back. i went to our room and packed some clothes and i stayed the night on a friends futon.

so, i need some advice. my bf has said that he gives people a chance, whether that’s to get to know them or anything else. should i follow his advice?​

Amazingly, that was just the main post. I started to get curious at what other people said, so I continued. I shouldn’t have. One person wrote, “He’s already out of the honeymoon phase. You should be too. Move on from him for your own good.”

“He’s been playing you since the start. He’s a cheater, and cheater’s cheat. It’ll just happen again if you let him back in.” I started to tear up as I read on. These people were so mean!

Not all posts were like that, though. One said, “Let him back in, call your two friends, and have a hot and steamy four-way!” Of course someone was just thinking about the sex...

Another post made me feel more at ease. It read:

“This is early relationship stuff. A lot of times early stage relationships exhibit scenes out of bad romance novels. At least two things are going on here. The two of you need to learn how to be in a relationship, something, by the way, that needs to be discussed, not assumed. The other thing is that every person who drinks has to take responsibility for their actions while high or drunk. Perhaps your bf learned a lesson. Talk to him.”

Yes, he has! A very awful lesson. Please, Brayden. Please ignore some of the others. Listen to this one!

I kept reading because I saw another post from Brayden.

ok, so today has been interesting. he called my friends bf and they talked for less than a minute before my friends bf hung up. the friend that i’m staying with said i should let him talk to me. everyone close to me says he still cares. so, i went and talked with his best friend. after we talked (he happens to be our RA), i almost knocked on the door to our room. but i couldn’t. i need more time. was that the right thing to do? should i have chickened out?​

The next person to post was the same guy from earlier. The one who I hoped Brayden would listen to. That post read, “Don’t talk to friends. Talk to him directly.”

Please, Brayden. Please, please, please listen to this guy.

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I decided that right before bed, I’d make a topic of my own and just go to sleep. It would give me a chance to hear the neutrality, and maybe even Brayden would see it. I clicked on “New Topic”, found the subject line and typed “I messed up”, and started to tell my story.

My goal with the post was simple: to get advice. I wanted to hear what other people had to say, and to do that, I had to explain what had happened. If they noticed the similarity between my story and Brayden’s, then good for them. I would also hope that they would notice that I’m willing to admit that I was wrong and that I still care.

I decided that in order to reach my goal, I had to explain my side of the story from the beginning. I tried to show how quickly our love had blossomed. I tried to explain where I thought the trouble started: the night Lukas and Evan walked in on us. My mind was quite foggy for a couple days because of that.

I think the wild card of the whole sequence was alcohol. I told the forum this, and I said that I lost control once I was at the party. At the time, I didn’t know if I lost control because I was drunk, or because I got jealous after seeing Brayden with that girl. But, I saw his side of the story, so I didn’t write anything about the jealousy.

I had to be really clear in the post that I was extraordinarily torn up by the whole thing, because I really was. I just didn’t know what to do. Heck, I still don’t know what to do! The one thing I had to be clear about was that I didn’t kiss Dean back. It wasn’t even a mutual kiss.

The last thing I wrote about was the incident at the door. I didn’t want to ask if I should have opened the door, because that’s already in the past. I can’t change something I’ve done. If I could go back and change things now, I would have hung out with Brayden the whole night.

I ended the post by asking two related questions. Should I approach Brayden? Or, should I give him some time and space and let him approach me?

I quickly did a once-over of my topic, decided it was good enough, and clicked “Submit”. I went to bed shortly after, with Brayden’s shirt clutched firmly in my grasp.



To be continued...

 

[sheep]

Aw Matt, when I read this I forgot it's a story. The people and situations are so life-like. This is either an autobiography or you have tremendous insight into the human psyche. It reminds me how fragile relationships tend to be at their beginning, before trust is built.

The twin discussion was very interesting, too. I'd love to see that developed a little more.

 

[BillyCanCum]

sorry i didnt post sooner but i didnt know what the fuck to think about it all. i know it isnt real but still i konw you war hurting when i read all that hsit that happened and ive been there and done shit worse than happened there and i know it hurts. it like drained all the word out of me to read that shit. you didnt do anything wrong you just got in a bad place and it got all fucked up. i started writing you two days ago b ut just stopped.i liked it sort in a way but it heur and i didnt know what to say to you about it.

now before i cokld even post you have a new chapter and you guys still arent like together. it sucks. i want you to be happy with breydon again like you were and fuck andsuck and all that stuff you like to do together. it really gets me going but you know all about that. tease is fucking rights


i owe you a m i know and ill try to write you soon. and i will. until then know that you can call me billy that's right. ask hr about the rest. you know.

so i wantyou to make make me super boned ovetime till i jizz again with the next part.. you did it before nad i know you love getting me shooting crzy. i bhope your writing hot sex shit for me right now. oh congrats to. i heard. good for you. matts got a ....

ill write toya soon!

 

[Craiger]

Matt, the concept of finding Braydon's post for advise and then posting one in turn was brilliant. At least there is dialog of sorts going on between the two. Also, the positive post from the wise person is right on. There will always be naysayers but it is like a ray of sunshine when you find someone with a positive attitude. As Sheep says your characters are so life like we tend to forget this is a story, yet so close to reality.

Craiger

 

[hardreader]

The power of your writing amazes me time and time again. Knowing this is fiction is only an intellectual exercise. Reading your story is so much like having you tell about your real life that it grabs deep into my gut virtually every time. These last two chapters have been literally gut wrenching to read.

I feel like the guys you write about are guys I hang out with. I feel like you are my best friend of all and I care deeply as I read. It makes me really happy, really hard, but also really sad at times. When your fresh, new relationship with Brayden, a relationship that just days ago seemed so perfect, fell apart it was devastating to read about. Now that it appears there is hope ahead, I feel hopeful, but still quite sad that the pieces have not fit back together easily. Both Matt and Brayden seem to be taking steps to find their way. I hope you want them together as much as we all do . . . all of us who are reading LIAD. I know you must. So much of Matt seems so much like you. Let them still be in love, please!

I just read this post again and find it hard to believe I wrote it. I've read and written so many stories on JUB and other story sites like it, I can't believe I have let a story get to me the way this one has. I tip my hat to you once again as a new and profoundly talented writer.

 

[justanothershyguy]

Aw Matt, when I read this I forgot it's a story. The people and situations are so life-like. This is either an autobiography or you have tremendous insight into the human psyche. It reminds me how fragile relationships tend to be at their beginning, before trust is built.

The twin discussion was very interesting, too. I'd love to see that developed a little more.

Just tremendous insight! At least in Matt's head, that's for sure.

sorry i didnt post sooner but i didnt know what the fuck to think about it all. i know it isnt real but still i konw you war hurting when i read all that hsit that happened and ive been there and done shit worse than happened there and i know it hurts. it like drained all the word out of me to read that shit. you didnt do anything wrong you just got in a bad place and it got all fucked up. i started writing you two days ago b ut just stopped.i liked it sort in a way but it heur and i didnt know what to say to you about it.

now before i cokld even post you have a new chapter and you guys still arent like together. it sucks. i want you to be happy with breydon again like you were and fuck andsuck and all that stuff you like to do together. it really gets me going but you know all about that. tease is fucking rights...

so i wantyou to make make me super boned ovetime till i jizz again with the next part.. you did it before nad i know you love getting me shooting crzy...

Don't worry about when you post or if it's too slow! The important thing is that you read it and that you did post

Billy, I really think you'll like this one.

Matt, the concept of finding Braydon's post for advise and then posting one in turn was brilliant. At least there is dialog of sorts going on between the two. Also, the positive post from the wise person is right on. There will always be naysayers but it is like a ray of sunshine when you find someone with a positive attitude. As Sheep says your characters are so life like we tend to forget this is a story, yet so close to reality.

Craiger

I just want to point out, that since you commented on it, that's actually a legitimate comment written by a certain someone on JUB. He's also written a part to the next one, and I'll thank him after the chapter

The power of your writing amazes me time and time again. Knowing this is fiction is only an intellectual exercise. Reading your story is so much like having you tell about your real life that it grabs deep into my gut virtually every time. These last two chapters have been literally gut wrenching to read.

I feel like the guys you write about are guys I hang out with. I feel like you are my best friend of all and I care deeply as I read. It makes me really happy, really hard, but also really sad at times. When your fresh, new relationship with Brayden, a relationship that just days ago seemed so perfect, fell apart it was devastating to read about. Now that it appears there is hope ahead, I feel hopeful, but still quite sad that the pieces have not fit back together easily. Both Matt and Brayden seem to be taking steps to find their way. I hope you want them together as much as we all do . . . all of us who are reading LIAD. I know you must. So much of Matt seems so much like you. Let them still be in love, please!

I just read this post again and find it hard to believe I wrote it. I've read and written so many stories on JUB and other story sites like it, I can't believe I have let a story get to me the way this one has. I tip my hat to you once again as a new and profoundly talented writer.

They were gut and mind-wrenching to write, too. But, I had to make them believable, and I think I got that. There is resolution in this chapter. You won't be left hanging any longer.

SO, that leaves me with one more thing to do. Post chapter 20. I know you guys are waiting! I think I got it written quick enough where you haven't waited too long. So, here we are. Chapter 20.

Lost in a Dream, Chapter 20

Once again, I didn’t sleep well. I woke up when my alarm went off an hour before class and immediately checked my forum post for a response. I felt that I needed to see something good. Well, that’s not true. Nothing I saw was going to be good enough to sooth my mind until I saw Brayden. What I needed to see was something helpful.

There were only a couple posts made overnight, but one was exactly what I had hoped for. It was even from the same person who had posted on Brayden’s topic. The person wrote:

“You definitely should seek him out. You are the one who put yourself in a compromised position. I would have opened the door when you peeked and saw him outside the door. Don't put this off. Call him immediately. Good luck.”

He was right. It was my fault and I needed to be the one to reach out.

I pulled out my phone and called Brayden’s number. He didn’t answer.

I really wasn’t surprised. It was early and I was almost always awake before him. I guess I was just desperate.

I got ready for class and left with Jason. He did all of the talking as usual; I really didn’t have anything to say.

Kevin didn’t say anything to me in Spanish today. I got there before him and he sat by me, but he didn’t talk to me. I don’t know if he knew what was going on, because I never did tell Aiden what had happened.

After class all I could think about was whether or not Brayden would answer if I called him again. When I called him again. As soon I was back in my room and my door was closed, I had my phone in my hand and called Brayden.

No answer. I remembered that he went swimming quite frequently in the mornings, so I shouldn’t have been too surprised. I left him a voicemail asking -- no pleading -- to talk.

As the day went on, I started to feel like I wouldn’t hear from him. Like he didn't want to listen.

I was surprised when my class at one got let out early. That never happened! As I walked back to my room, I wondered if I should call Brayden again. I kind of thought I should. After all he wouldn’t be at class yet.

I was nervously fumbling with my phone as I tried to decide whether or not to make the phone call. When I got to my room, I opened my door and immediately froze in place. I stared ahead. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Brayden! My heart fluttered as I gawked at him. Finally! He was there!

“Hi Matt,” he started, “I’m just dropping my stuff off before class.”

“Oh.” I said, “I... uh... got let out of mine early.” God, I sounded like a fool! “Brayden, I...” I started to say before I was interrupted.

“Sorry, but I gotta go to class, Matt. See ya later,” he said as he left.

What had just happened? I saw him for the first time in days, but it seemed like he had already moved on. Did he even want to talk about it? What if he didn’t? How can I tell him how sorry I am if he isn’t going to listen? My head was full of questions. I really needed to lie down.

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Somehow, I found myself in a place I’d never seen before. I had the feeling that I’d just zoned out, so I shook my head quickly and tried to remember what was going on. But, I had no idea. I couldn’t remember why I was there. Frankly, I couldn’t even remember how I got there.

I looked around and realized I was in a dance hall. Everybody was dressed quite formally, and it seemed like most were a little older. Some were still college-aged, but I didn’t recognize anyone that young. Actually, I didn’t really recognize anyone. I started to wander around because I was confused. Why was I there? The more I ventured, the more I realized I was at a wedding. Well, not the ceremony itself, the party afterwards.

In my time wandering, I found a table that had some vaguely familiar faces at it. I sat down with a drink in hand, and tried to figure out who I was looking at. A man and a woman with two young kids. One was a toddler and the other was a newborn. Then, it struck me. That was Jason and Kelsey! But, they looked so... old...

Jason was in deep conversation with Kelsey when I sat down, but when he looked up from their talk he noticed me and said, “Matt! I’m glad you made it! I really didn’t think you would.”

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I come to this?” I asked as I tried to figure out why he thought I wouldn’t come.

“Well, first of all, it looks like you didn’t bring anyone. And second, you’re his ex.” Oh my God. That was a sucker punch.

“Ex? You mean Brayden's ex?” I cringed as I asked that last question. I hoped that wasn’t true.

“Yes, of course. He’s the only one that could be your ex,” he said. “Speaking of,” Jase said as he looked beyond me, “how is everything tonight, Brayden?”

My heart instantly did a somersault as I felt a firm hand grasp my shoulder. “It’s great, Jase!” Brayden said and looked down at me, “And, Matt, I’m glad you could make it.”

I didn’t know what to say. I tried to soak in as many of his features as I could. He was stunning. Fuck, he was sexy. His hair made him seem like a professional, and he had a little scruff on his face that added to the appeal. I smelled that same cologne. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

“Well, are you going to say something or what?” he asked as I looked on, completely shocked.

I didn’t know what to say. I tried to form a sentence in my mind, but I couldn’t. What do I tell him? That he looks sexy? That I miss him? If he’s getting married, none of that will help. None of it is right. “I need some air,” I said and walked away to find the bathroom.

I looked in the bathroom mirror and immediately noticed no differences. I looked exactly the same. Would I really look exactly the same in five years? Ten years? However long it had been?

I splashed water over my face to try and wake up. It wasn’t working. I left the bathroom and wandered outside. I found a bench and sat down with my head in my hands. Tears rushed to my eyes as I wondered why I was here. I started to suspect I was seeing my future. Experiencing my future.

I didn’t hear anyone approaching, so I jumped when I felt someone standing just behind me gently rub my back.

“Everything okay, Matt?” Brayden asked, concerned.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, sniffled, and said, “No, Brayden it's not. I shouldn’t be here. It’s just making me sad. And I should be happy for you.”

“Matt, I’m really glad you came. I wouldn’t have invited you if I didn’t want you here. But you have to remember, we broke up. It just didn’t work out. Okay?” he asked as everything sunk in. I nodded and he continued, “Good. Look, we’ve been friends for years. I want it to stay like that! Let’s go inside and have some fun!”

He put his arm around my shoulder and tried to comfort me as we got up. I’d like to say it did comfort me, but it didn’t. I still felt sad. I didn’t want things to end like this! I didn’t want to be just friends! So, why did it end like this?

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I woke up suddenly and my mind was in a fit. I had thought a nap would help calm me down, but it didn’t. Not at all! Had that been a glimpse at what my future would be if I didn’t talk to Brayden? Or if he didn't let me talk? I mean, I had tried! I had called him!

What would happen if he didn't let me talk? Was that a peek into our future? Where we’re just friends? I didn't want that! Did he?

I needed to do something about it. If he was not willing to listen, then fine. But, I had to at least try. Since I had read his topic on that forum, I knew he knew that I still care. But, what if he still couldn't look past the fact that he thought I kissed Dean? That was not what happened!

I needed to show him that I still loved him.

I looked at the clock and noticed Brayden was due back from class soon. What should I do? I was so nervous!

I sat around and waited extremely impatiently. Seconds seemed like minutes. Minutes seemed like hours. Then I heard some people talking in the hall. Right outside the door. I got up so I could hear better who it was. It sounded like Jason for sure, but I couldn’t tell if I heard Brayden or not.

Then, the door opened. In walked Brayden, and my heart pounded hard in my chest. I tried to muster as much courage as I could. I took in a deep breath and walked up to him. I put my hands up to the back of his neck and I kissed him. ‘That’ll show him I love him,’ I thought to myself.

Much to my chagrin, he broke the kiss and gently pushed me away. His eyes were wide open. Emotionless. I looked at him to try to figure out what he was thinking, but I couldn’t tell. I really couldn’t tell. My emotions got the better of me and I started to cry. Brayden doesn’t love me anymore! He really did want to just be friends!

I didn’t know what to do. I looked to Brayden and hoped he’d say something, but he didn’t. I panicked. And I left.

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In my rush to escape that nightmare, I ran face-first into Jase, just outside our rooms.

I tumbled to the ground and, before I could cover my shame, Jase saw my tears. “Matt? What’s wrong?” he asked as I saw Brayden step into the hall. Jase saw, too, and turned to him. “Brayden? What the heck happened?” Brayden didn’t answer. I didn’t think he knew what just happened. It happened so fast!

“Okay guys,” Jason started, “we’ve gotta sort this out. I’m not waiting anymore.” He pulled us into his room and closed the door. He sat us next to each on his futon and pulled up another chair so he could face us.

Once that was all sorted, Jason started by asking, “Now, what just happened?”

I opened my mouth to start, but Brayden beat me to it and said, “I had just got back from class and after I walked in the room, Matt walked up to me and kissed me. I was so shocked by it that I didn’t know what to do, so I pushed him away. I wanted to sit him down, but then he left.”

I had been sniffling and thinking of my own answer when Jason looked to me. “Okay, why didn’t you just talk? Why did you kiss him before any of that?”

I took a deep breath and said, “I... I had to show him that I still loved him. I’ve been freaking out all afternoon and my mind has been racing. And I guess I panicked.”

I felt Brayden’s hand reach around me and start to caress my shoulder. That gentle touch was as tender as anything I’ve ever felt. Suddenly I was overwhelmed by a multitude of emotions.

I was surprised he would welcome me back with open arms. I had been worried that he wouldn’t. But he did! He really did!

I was so grateful that he was willing to let me back into his life. I had feared my mistakes wouldn’t allow that to happen.

I felt relieved that all of my negative emotions had disappeared. I wasn’t feeling afraid anymore. I wasn’t worrying. I wasn’t just hoping it would all get better. It already was!

I had longed for his acceptance. I had longed for him to listen. I had longed for him.

I admired my Brayden because he was a much better man than I. I put him through hell. And he still cared for me!

I was excited for him. For us. Is this my second chance?

All of those emotions left me speechless. I looked over at Brayden. He was already looking at me and he smiled. I tried to absorb all of the emotions I felt, but I couldn’t. It was too much. For the first time since I found myself in this nightmare, I smiled too. The realization that I was smiling caused me to burst into tears. Happy tears that streaked down my cheeks as Brayden leaned forward and hugged me.

All of that emotion put me in sensory overload. I felt the warmth and the tenderness of his embrace -- our embrace. I felt the coolness of my own tears as they fell down my cheeks. A trace of his cologne tickled my nose. I felt safe in his arms. I felt ... complete.

I buried my head in his shoulder and wept. Out poured all of the bad I had felt over the past two days. The fear I felt I had lost him. Gone. The constant worry. Gone. The panic that things would never be the same. The guilt. The shame. All gone. They all poured out with my tears.

I realized then that I was no longer overwhelmed by many emotions; I felt just one.

Happiness. Bliss. Joy. Delight. Euphoria. Whatever it’s called, I felt it. My heart was whole again. My Brayden was back! And that’s how I always wanted to feel with Brayden.

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Jason saw that we were finally ready to talk, so he made us get up and practically shoved us out of his room. Brayden and I had finished hugging, but his arm was still around my shoulder and my arm was around his waist. We walked arm in arm until we reached his futon. We sat in silence for a few moments.

“Brayden, I’m so sorry,” I said, looking into his stunning blue eyes. “Just about everything I’ve done the past few days made things worse.”

“I shouldn’t have told you about liking being watched," he said. "I think we both know that’s where this started."

“No, babe. Sure, finding out you knew we were being watched as we made love and that it turned you on was a little freaky to me, but I’m glad you told me. I wasn’t totally upfront with my feelings with you on that either,” I said, taking in a deep breath. “I didn’t realize it right away, but the more I thought about it, the more it made me worry I wasn’t enough for you. And I knew that wasn’t true. I really did. I should have just told you so your beautiful smile could have calmed me down!” I said, smiling.

“I’ve thought about this a lot,” I continued, “and there are a lot of things I could have said to you to that could have made things better. But,” I said, taking a breath, “I can’t change the past. I let Dean kiss me. It was the worst. Even before I heard you call my name. I really don’t know if I can even tell you just how much I regret drinking with a storm clouding my mind. Everything just snowballed out of control. I was never in control that night. Seeing you with the girl. Drinking way past my limit.”

“And Lukas and Evan fucking...” Brayden added to my complicated list.

I looked at him, shocked, and he nodded and giggled as he said, “Yeah. Evan explained everything to Lukas and me. That could be why it was so hard to resist Dean. He is a fine looking guy!” He smirked at his admission, and it made me smile.

“Well, that makes things easier.” I said, still smiling. Suddenly, I realized what he had said. I mean, of course I heard him. It just took a second to absorb. “Wait, if Lukas and Evan fucked ... that means ...” I said, connecting the dots, “Brayden, how would you like to get some payback?” I asked with a smirk.

Upon hearing my question, Brayden’s face lit up. “More than anything!” he answered. He got up off the futon, grabbed my hands, and pulled me to my feet. “I want to kiss you.”

I freed one of my hands and put a finger up to his mouth as if to silence him. “Just one more thing. I don’t know if you are, but I’m done assuming that I know what’s going on. Do you forgive me?” I asked.

He stared into my eyes. Into my soul. “Yes,” he said.

I looked down to find his empty hand. I brought my own hand back down to hold his. I looked back up to him. We both smiled as we shared a moment of happiness. I had longed for this.

My smile continued until I closed my eyes and puckered my lips. He said he wanted to kiss me, so I wanted to let him. I felt his hot breath on my face as he leaned forward in preparation of the next step.

When I felt the warmth of his lips touch my mouth, I felt a tingling in my groin. A very welcomed and warm tingling. I loved that Brayden could do that to me! How he could send a sensory surge from my lips to my cock so smoothly. So pleasantly. The way his soft, gentle, moist lips pressed against my own. I don’t know whether that connection lasted a few seconds or a few minutes. I was lost, but this time in pleasure. Bliss.

I freed my hands and brought them up to the back of his neck. I used them as leverage, pulling myself tighter to him. I tilted my head slightly to the side, closed my eyes, and forced my open lips onto his. His mouth opened willingly. My tongue darted into his mouth and felt its way around. I loved how hot, wet, and soft his tongue felt. I felt along his teeth and their firm edges. I felt his tongue finally explore parts of my mouth, so I sucked at it in pleasure.

Finally, we mutually broke the kiss. He still held me close by the waist, and I let my hands fall to the base of his neck by his shoulders. I rested my ear against his chest and listened. I could hear his heart as it gently beat in his chest. I felt it.

I moved my ear away from his chest and looked up into his eyes. We slowly rocked back and forth, just moving with the flow of what felt right. Our happy bodies pressing against each other. Both of us smiled. Neither of us wanted to do anything else. We were comfortable just like this.

“Don’t ever let me do anything stupid again, okay?” I pleaded.

“Okay.”

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It took Brayden and me a while to move from our embrace. Once we did, we stayed close together. All was right in my world. All was right in our world.

We went out to dinner that night. We talked and talked. Asked questions. Laughed. Smiled. If people couldn’t figure out we were in love, they were just being ignorant.

After we had gotten back from our dinner-date, we watched hours of How I Met Your Mother. With the lights off. Cuddled together.

We were in the middle of an episode when I finally noticed how fucking awesome Brayden smelled. It wasn’t even the cologne this time, although I could smell that, too. We had both showered and gussied up before our date, so I could smell the soap he used. Fuck, it smelled awesome.

“Think they’re fucking right now?” Brayden said, breaking the silence.

“What?” I asked out of surprise.

“You just, like, smelled me,” he said.

I laughed, realizing he had connected the dots between Evan and me. “Who cares what they’re doing,” I said. “You smell great! You look great! You are great!” He smiled from ear to ear at my compliments. He deserved them! They were very true, of course, but he should hear it, too!

“You know what else?” I asked, but continued before he could answer, “I think we could both use a shower.” I wiggled my eyebrows, trying to help him follow my hint. There was a dream I wanted to re-live tonight.

I about jizzed on the spot when he leaned forward and whispered, “I’m gonna make your dreams come true!” Holy fuck!

As soon as he finished that sentence, he stood up and pulled me to my feet. We both practically jumped out of our clothes as we prepared for our shower. We stood there naked and hard, admiring each others’ body.

With a towel around our respective waists to hide our arousal as best we could, and a shower kit in hand, we walked together towards the bathroom. I saw Jason’s door was open, but that was about it. It would be safe to say I had tunnel vision on something else.

I felt a huge sense of relief when we made it to the shower area and no one was there. I pulled Brayden into the handicapped shower and turned the water on hot. My cock was already throbbing; it had been almost three full days since I last felt the pleasure of an orgasm.

Brayden’s juicy cock poked my left ass cheek as he stepped into the shower behind me. The steam was building around us as I felt Brayden’s hot breath against the side of my neck. I softly moaned to let him know how good that felt. I felt his wet tongue tickle my neck as he kissed gently.

I realized I was quickly approaching a hands-free orgasm, so I turned around and kissed Brayden. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and explored and sucked. His soft tongue wrestled around my tongue and into my mouth. It snaked its way in and out and up and down. I fucking loved how hot his tongue was in my mouth. I fucking loved how he smelled. I fucking loved him.

I moaned one more time in his mouth and felt an intense euphoria. It caused me to moan in his mouth again. It caused me to tense up. It caused me to cum. I leaned my head back and opened my mouth as it all happened. I saw only stars.

This iwas what my Brayden did to me. Neither of use even had to touch my cock. Being with him, touching him, cumming with him was all so ... beyond description.

Brayden had his hands around my waist the second he saw me lean back a little. After what seemed like an eternity, I looked down and saw my thick cum sliding down both of our bodies.

Before either of us could say a word, I knelt and gobbled up as much of his cock as I could. I felt his hands rest on the back of my head. He didn’t force anything. I swirled my tongue around his cockhead and saw a glob of my cum clinging to his pubes. I licked my way down his shaft to get closer. I sucked some of it out of his pubes and then licked my way back up his shaft.

I swirled my cum around his hard cockhead, hoping he’d sense the different consistency. I sucked a few times and went all the way down his cock. I surprised myself by going all the way down so fast; but, I guess you could say I wanted it! Once my nose was tickled by his pubes, I felt his hands put pressure on my head. And then I felt him tense up. He let out one grunt from deep within, and that was the only vocal warning I got.

Glob after glob of searing hot, thick cum coated the back of my throat. I swallowed as much as I could right away, but quickly realized I wouldn’t be able to keep up. I pulled halfway off his cock and let him fill me up. I greedily swallowed as much as I could, but some still leaked out of the corner of my mouth. I suckled on his softening cock to gather as much of his sweet essence as I could. When I released his cock, Brayden leaned over and pulled me up to my feet. He licked the cum off of the corner of my mouth and shoved his tongue into my mouth, as if he was searching for more.

Once he released me, he hugged me. After that release, we both decided to finish up the shower. Squeaky clean and satisfied, Brayden and I walked hand in hand back to our room.

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That is, we were walking until we nearly ran into Lukas and Evan just outside the shower area in the bathroom.

“Damnit Evan! I should have known you would do this again!” I exclaimed as we rushed to our room. “How did you know we were in the shower, and how long were you there?”

Evan laughed to himself and said, “Yeah, well, I started to get horny again. I had to see if it was your fault or not!”

“You got horny again?” I asked. I turned to Brayden and said, “You were right!” I turned back to Evan, remembering he hadn’t answered my questions. “Seriously though, Evan. How did you know we were in the shower and how long were you there?” I asked again.

“Geez, found the touchy subject of the night!” Evan said, giggling, “Since you weren’t in your room, we saw Jason and he mentioned you were probably in the shower. He had no clue you weren’t really showering though.”

“How long were you there?” I asked again, a little more sternly than I intended.

“Oh, the whole time,” he said. My heart pounded as I tried to take in what had happened. He had caught us again! “Why does it matter? It doesn’t seem like you care too much!” Evan exclaimed, pointing towards my bulge.

Holy fuck! I was hard again! Maybe knowing they were watching was a turn-on for me too. I guess maybe I didn’t really care after all...

“It was really fucking hot, Evan. You should try it some time!” I said as a sly grin crept across my face and I gave my solid cock an obvious tug.

“Whatever,” he said, “we just wanted to come make sure you guys were good. I hope we had an influence on that!”

“We came, don’t worry,” Brayden said. “We’ve had our heart to heart and have been with each other since I got back from class.”

“And we’re about to go to bed, too. I am fucking exhausted.” I added.

Lukas and Evan shared their congratulations and good nights and left.

“I hope you don’t mind if we just cuddle to sleep tonight, babe,” I said, “because I really am exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted.”

“I can’t wait! I am too, so we’re on the same page,” he said as he climbed into bed. “What’s this doing up here?” he asked, gaining my attention. He was holding on to the shirt he wore to the party.

“That’s the only reason I’ve slept at all the past two days. The only thing I had to remember you and what I did.” I said solemnly.

He smiled and said, “Nice. Now, get the fuck up here so we can cuddle!”

I obeyed and found myself pulled into a loving embrace. Neither of us said a word. We didn’t have to. I relaxed against him, calmed by his presence. I felt the heat off his body. I smelled the soap he used in the shower just minutes ago. I felt safe.

My heart was whole again. My Brayden was back, and I felt loved.



To be continued...

There you have it, boys! I know I don't normally post a comment here, but I just wanted to take this time to thank JUB's own Seasoned for his wise advice. He certainly might have had an influence on the way they got back together!

 

[Seasoned]

You're a talented writer and I'm glad I agreed to "help." I didn't need recognition but since you gave it I might as well state my basic philosophy about problematic relationships. I think they ought to be repaired and therefore strengthened if possible. The exception I make is in the case of physical or emotional abuse.

Wishing you continued success in your writing.

 

[Craiger]

Matt, that was such a beautiful chapter. My heart was pounding at the beginning in fear that the dream was pointing to the future. And when Brayden, being shocked by the kiss, pushed Matt away, my heart dropped. Down deep I felt that the two would repair the relationship, but my emotions were not letting me think properly. Thank goodness for Jason setting them down and demanding they talk brought me out of my depressed mood. Then the shower and romance gave me a warm feeling that I know will help me sleep tonight....... Thank you for an awesome chapter. And thanks to Seasoned for being the positive influence for you.

Craiger

 

[hardreader]

For more than two chapters you have put me and all your other readers through an emotional wringer, but when you were though you had the perfect payoff. From the moment Matt's tears of joy started to flow I knew I was going to get my money's worth out of Chapter 20. You make these guys so real and so likable I think sometimes you don't fully realize just how much pain we share in reading it.

But on the flip side of that, we get so much pleasure when things are going right. When I read these paragraphs ...:

"“You know what else?” I asked, but continued before he could answer, “I think we could both use a shower.” I wiggled my eyebrows, trying to help him follow my hint. There was a dream I wanted to re-live tonight.

I about jizzed on the spot when he leaned forward and whispered, “I’m gonna make your dreams come true!” Holy fuck!

As soon as he finished that sentence, he stood up and pulled me to my feet. We both practically jumped out of our clothes as we prepared for our shower. We stood there naked and hard, admiring each others’ body."

... I was totally boned until I came. The emotional stress, followed by the relief of Matt and Brayden being reunited was the perfect setting for what followed. You always write beautifully and realisticall,y but when your build-up has me as totally horny as that one did, there's no escaping the ending I'm going to have reading it. It was so good getting off with them, I just want us to be like that forever.

Please keep this story going. I'm totally addicted to it. Thanks

 

[justanothershyguy]

Hello everyone! I just wanted to get back to everyone, but for those who are carefully following the story, I'm sorry! This isn't a new chapter post. You'll understand!

You're a talented writer and I'm glad I agreed to "help." I didn't need recognition but since you gave it I might as well state my basic philosophy about problematic relationships. I think they ought to be repaired and therefore strengthened if possible. The exception I make is in the case of physical or emotional abuse.

Wishing you continued success in your writing.

Thanks again for everything! I have the same philosophy and I thought it would be a good to see a viewpoint from someone else!

Matt, that was such a beautiful chapter. My heart was pounding at the beginning in fear that the dream was pointing to the future. And when Brayden, being shocked by the kiss, pushed Matt away, my heart dropped. Down deep I felt that the two would repair the relationship, but my emotions were not letting me think properly. Thank goodness for Jason setting them down and demanding they talk brought me out of my depressed mood. Then the shower and romance gave me a warm feeling that I know will help me sleep tonight....... Thank you for an awesome chapter. And thanks to Seasoned for being the positive influence for you.

Craiger

Thanks, Craiger. There have been so many 'moments' in this story and the little 'slow dance' after the talk might be my favorite of the whole story (so far). And, I will say, the kiss wasn't my idea at first, but I loved it! It really showed how far Matt wanted to go to prove his love, but that he didn't exactly think things clearly enough.

For more than two chapters you have put me and all your other readers through an emotional wringer, but when you were though you had the perfect payoff. From the moment Matt's tears of joy started to flow I knew I was going to get my money's worth out of Chapter 20. You make these guys so real and so likable I think sometimes you don't fully realize just how much pain we share in reading it.
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... I was totally boned until I came. The emotional stress, followed by the relief of Matt and Brayden being reunited was the perfect setting for what followed. You always write beautifully and realisticall,y but when your build-up has me as totally horny as that one did, there's no escaping the ending I'm going to have reading it. It was so good getting off with them, I just want us to be like that forever.

Please keep this story going. I'm totally addicted to it. Thanks

I have been waiting for this chapter as long as you guys have!

I will say this: I almost put a "To be continued?" at the end of the last chapter. I thought about it while it was being edited, and I have to say, that there won't be an "end" to the story any time soon. The story will finally be speeding up a little bit, so there will be more than one day in a chapter .

I have started on chapter 21, but I have been super busy this weekend. I'm not sure when I'll get it finished, but it could be a little while yet. This is your holdover until then, though: There will be more!!

I love this story as much as you do, and as excited as I am to have an ending to it, I don't want it to be done yet!

So, again, PLEASE comment, PM, read it to a friend. Whatever you want! If you have ideas/criticisms/plot suggestions, send them my way! Those of you who comment or PM know how much I love it!

That's all for now,
Matt

 

[Craiger]

Although there will be pain and anguish I know you will have another great chapter for us soon. I will be waiting on pins and needles. Hmmm, that might be a great Halloween stunt... Take you time Matt and if we don't hear from you before Wednesday, have a Happy Halloween.

Craiger

 

[Dannycutie]

Best story on here ! I love this story so much! Can't wait till the next chapter ! Please don't make the story end anytime soon!!

 

[BillyCanCum]

sorry im late but no lights here forever. i just jizzed me jeans reading this and fucking glad i did. i know you liked when J and i jizzed in jeans. this story is so fucking hot and all. it was like sad when the guys were apart and like fighting but i knew youd have em fucking anf sucking and jizzing and you did a great job. you got them jizzed and me jizzed too. ha and i think you should have em fuck for a while beforeethe other parts of the story cum back. keep writing. i really do like it and i read the whole thing. ha

 

[justanothershyguy]

Although there will be pain and anguish I know you will have another great chapter for us soon. I will be waiting on pins and needles. Hmmm, that might be a great Halloween stunt... Take you time Matt and if we don't hear from you before Wednesday, have a Happy Halloween.

Craiger

Halloween was just a normal day around here.. no parties for me and no trick or treaters. Strange, too! Weather was nice and all.. Oh well, their loss.. More Twix and Snickers for me!

Best story on here ! I love this story so much! Can't wait till the next chapter ! Please don't make the story end anytime soon!!

Glad to have you back Danny! I don't plan on that. I'd miss it too much!

sorry im late but no lights here forever. i just jizzed me jeans reading this and fucking glad i did. i know you liked when J and i jizzed in jeans. this story is so fucking hot and all. it was like sad when the guys were apart and like fighting but i knew youd have em fucking anf sucking and jizzing and you did a great job. you got them jizzed and me jizzed too. ha and i think you should have em fuck for a while beforeethe other parts of the story cum back. keep writing. i really do like it and i read the whole thing. ha

I was worried about you for a while but glad to hear you're OK. And yes, that was a really hot part of your story... awesome that you kept that tradition alive! If you would have come around before I was already done, I wouldn't have minded doing a "bonus" chapter at all! Maybe that will still come... We'll see!

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I really appreciate everything from everyone. I just wanted to say thanks to all of you who are posting and not posting! We hit 5,000 views yesterday in about two and a half months. Thanks for making me want to continue writing!

Luckily for you... there's another chapter (finally, hooray!)! I apologize for the delay, but like I said, I got really busy and writing was slow before that. I knew there was more, so I didn't figure you all would mind too much!

SO, without further delay and rambling, I have brought you what I think is a Friday surprise. After 2 weeks of delay, Lost in a Dream is back!

Lost in a Dream, Chapter 21

I woke up Tuesday morning to the best feeling in the world. Brayden was back in my life. There was no way I was going to do anything to mess that up again.

I really figured that once we were back together, we’d make up in the sexiest ways imaginable. I thought we might fuck all night long. But, we didn’t! And, it didn’t really matter. To either of us.

We weren’t even all that tired. Before we fell asleep, we talked for a long time. When we were done talking we had decided that our relationship wasn’t going to revolve around sex. Sure, it would still happen. Neither of us wanted to feel obligated to have sex. The other thing we decided was that we wanted to become more social. To prove to other people and ourselves that being gay doesn’t make us who we are.

I looked over and saw Brayden was awake. “Hey there, beautiful!” I said.

He smiled and it warmed my heart. “Mornin’, sunshine! So, do you really think we’ll be able to keep our hands to ourselves and away from each other?”

“Yeah, Brayden, I do. We just have to leave the door open more. Maybe people will come in and say ‘Hi’ every once and a while!”

“That kind of kills two birds with one stone. We become more social and take it slower!”

A half-hour later, Brayden left for class. I went over to Jason’s room and watched while he played Madden. A couple of guys came in and Jase started to talk to them.

“Hey Sam, hey Nate,” he said. I hadn’t met these guys yet, so I introduced myself and we chatted as Jase played. I learned that they were Freshmen and shared a room a couple doors down the hall.

“What do you guys think of our football team this year?” Nate asked.

“They’re making progress. We’ve finally got a solid running game, but we could still use a good quarterback.” I commented.

“Yeah,” Sam agreed, “and the D is pretty solid too.”

“Speaking of football, Matt,” Jason started, “what has Kevin been up to?”

I turned my attention to him and replied, “I’m not sure, to be honest. I saw him yesterday in class but he was about as quiet as I was. I’ll see him tomorrow, if not later today.”

“What does Kevin have to do with football?” Sam asked.

“He plays for the school team. He’s a pretty cool guy if you ask me!” I said. I quickly recalled how Kevin didn't start off being cool at all, but he has turned out for the better.

Before long, Nate and Jason had to go to class. Sam and I went over to my room and I turned on my Netflix to have something on in the background.

“Man, you’ve got a nice set up,” Sam commented. “You and your roommate must be pretty close if you’re willing to have the beds together.”

“Yeah, you could say that,” I said. “He’s one of my best friends.”

“That’s cool!” Sam exclaimed. “Nate and I have been friends since middle school. He’s got my back and I got his.”

“That’s friendship at it’s finest,” I said as I smiled. “I’ve got two hours of class coming up, wanna grab a bite to eat?”

“Sure, why not! Let’s go see if a couple other guys are around,” he said as we left my room. As we walked by a couple doors, Sam convinced a few guys to join us. I had seen a couple of them around, but had never met any of them.

I really enjoyed eating lunch with the guys. That is, I enjoyed it until one of the guys said, “God, Davy, quit bein’ such a fag!” My smile quickly faded and I couldn’t believe I had found myself in this group.

“Everything alright, Matt?” Sam asked while the other three chatted away.

I don’t know if he knew why I was upset, but clearly he noticed I was. “Yeah, I guess. I gotta run to class here in a few minutes,” I said as I got up to leave. “It was nice to meet all of you. I live right across from the RA if you ever wanna stop by.”

“I definitely will,” Sam said, “you’re a cool guy. You’re a little on the shy side, though. Believe it or not, I used to be like that. Nate fixed that up in a hurry!”

I wasn’t looking forward to the day I had to tell him I was gay. I suppose that’ll really show me if he wants to be a true friend or not.

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After two hours of boring lectures, I returned to the dorm and started to tell Brayden about my day.

“I wish I’d have done this sooner,” I said in reference to meeting new people. “Sam’s a really cool guy. He really seems like he could get along with anyone. The only thing is, I didn’t tell him or anyone else that I’m gay. Or that you are my boyfriend. Sam’s the only one that knows about us sleeping with the beds together, though.”

“The way you make him out to be, he won’t care,” Brayden said. “But, I do think you’re right. We probably shouldn’t come off so strong if we have any intention of ever making straight friends. There’s no way we can keep it from them forever, though.”

“No, not at all. I bet we don’t even last a week without letting something slip,” I said with a laugh.

Brayden laughed, too, and said, “That’s for sure. We’ll just remember we have Jase on our side.”

“I suppose he is a good ally to have, isn’t he?”

We chatted some more about our respective days and then I got up and opened our door. I hadn’t even sat down by the time Sam knocked.

“Jesus man!” I said and I turned back around to invite him in, “Come on in! You must have been watching like a hawk!”

Sam laughed and said, “Yeah man. I followed you down the hall but you shut your door right away. I was actually kinda disappointed!”

“Sorry man! I had to run some things by Brayden,” I said with a laugh. “Which reminds me. Sam, this is Brayden,” I said as I pointed towards a waving Brayden, “and Brayden, this is Sam.”

“Nice to meet you, Brayden!” Sam said as we walked over towards the futon. They shook hands and he continued, “I don’t know how you two can sleep in the same bed every night, but oh well, I guess!”

Brayden smiled and said, “Yeah, it doesn’t matter too much, I guess. I know he won’t do anything that bothers me!”

I had to keep a laugh to myself at that point, mostly because I knew that what wouldn’t bother either of us was exactly why straight guys wouldn’t share a bed with another guy!

It was really nice to see those two get along. I wished I could have stayed longer, but I still had a lab to go to. I told them both I had to grab a quick bite to eat on the way out and that I’d be back later in the evening.

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Unfortunately, that physics lab lasted the entire three hours. Ugh! I returned to the dorm and was surprised to find Sam and Brayden still chatting away.

“You’re still here?” I asked Sam and laughed.

“Yes!” he exclaimed. “I’m so upset that I didn’t meet you two sooner!” I looked over at Brayden to see him smiling from ear to ear. I’m happy we decided to make new friends! I sat down and talked with the two of them for a bit and Brayden handed me my phone. I must have forgot it when I went to class!

Nate stopped by after a little while, and the four of us chatted while I worked on some of my homework. It was normally something I could get done in ten minutes, but took closer to forty with all of the ‘assistance’ I was getting. It’s not like I’m complaining, though! I loved having new people around!

It just made me worry what they would do when they found out.

Tuesday came to a close with my body tightly conformed around my lover’s. “Matt,” he started before either of us could fall asleep. “I think we should both come out to these guys. Sam especially. I’m pretty sure he’s going to be okay with it.”

“Brayden, I agree with you, but I don’t think it will help any if the time is not right. We shouldn’t wait too long though. Okay?”

“Deal,” he agreed. “You know how you left your phone here when you went to class?” I nodded and he continued, “Well, um... Dean called you.”

My heart sank. “Oh,” I said, “what did he want?”

“Well, after I told him it was me, he apologized for what he did. But,” he paused, “he still wants to talk to you, Matt.”

“I know he does. He has texted me a couple of times the last couple days,” I said. “But, I don’t know what to say to him. Or what to do with him.”

“What do you mean?” Brayden asked.

“Well, two things. First, I don’t ever want you to have to worry about me being with him. If that’s an issue, then Dean and I shouldn’t be friends anymore,” I said, taking a breath. “Second, I don’t even know if I can look at him without having a constant reminder of what happened.”

“Because of the kiss?” he asked softly.

“Not the kiss. The result of the kiss. I really want you to know that isn’t ever going to happen again, babe. If you don’t think I should be friends with him, then I’ll talk to him and tell him so.”

“Matt, I saw how you were tormented by everything. I don’t think I have anything to fear about you being friends with him,” he said as he caressed my cheek. “What I’m trying to say is that if you can handle being friends with him, then I say do it.”

“Okay,” I said, smiling. “One more thing, Brayden,” I said, looking my lover in his eyes.

“Yeah?”

“You’re the best. I love you so much!” I said as I kissed him on the lips.

He returned my kiss and smiled, saying, “I love you, too, Matt. Thank God we kissed and made up!”

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Brayden and I awoke at the same time Wednesday morning. The blaring of an alarm clock will do that! I got up right away to shower when Brayden told me to wait for him. I did, of course!

On the way into the bathroom, we passed Nate as he shaved. We exchanged hello’s, but that was it.

Brayden and I didn’t even get into the same shower stall this time. Part of that was because it was the morning and several people could have come into the area. The other part was that it didn’t seem like a big deal one way or the other. We both finished about the same time and dried off as we talked. Nate walked into the room to shower and gave us a weird look, but I shrugged it off. Maybe he’s just not a morning person.

Once I got to Spanish, I noticed Kevin was still being quiet. He got up to leave almost right after our professor dismissed us, so I had to run to catch up to him.

“Kevin,” I asked, “is everything okay?”

“Yeah, fine,” he said without emotion.

“I don’t believe you, but I’m not gonna push it,” I said, but changed the subject. “So, I don’t know how much you knew before hand, but Brayden and I are back together.”

Kevin seemed relieved when he heard me say that. “Thank God. That’s actually what had me worried. Aiden told me that the night didn’t end well for you two.”

“No, it most certainly didn’t,” I said. “But, I apologized for everything and he forgave me for it. We’re really looking to move past it!” I smiled and changed the subject again. “So, what’s with you and Aiden?” I asked, nudging his shoulder playfully.

I looked at his face and saw he smiling, but he didn’t say anything. “Fine! Be that way!” I pouted. “I’ll get Aiden to tell me. You know you don’t have to be shy about it. If you’re happy, then I’m happy!”

We continued to chat on our walk back from class. I told him that Brayden and I were trying to make more friends on our floor since we had neglected to do so before.

After Kevin and I split up once we got to the dorm, I wandered down the hall towards my room. I noticed Sam’s and Nate’s door was slightly ajar, so I stopped for a moment to knock. Before I could, I heard them talking about something.

“Dude, I’m telling you. He’s a fag!” I heard Nate say to someone.

That sent a shiver through my body. A cold chill. It really made me mad. To be honest, I didn’t care if he was talking about me or anyone else. Who the fuck was he to judge someone by one word?

I didn’t want to stick around anymore, so I left in a hurry to go to my room. To clear my thoughts. To calm down.

I sent Dean a text at one point and asked if he wanted to meet up and talk later. I really hoped I could get over my problem with him. I waited to see if I would get a response, but he didn’t reply. He probably had class.

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Around lunch time, I was still pretty upset with what I heard from Nate. But it was no worse than what had happened with Kevin earlier in the year. I figured I could still try to be friends with them. I decided it wouldn’t kill me to invite them to come to lunch with me.

Since their door was still cracked open, I knocked and poked my head in. Sam turned his head to face me, so I asked if they wanted to grab some lunch.

Sam looked to Nate for his answer, almost as if he needed Nate’s permission. I told them I was going to get Kevin and that I’d ask again in a couple minutes.

As I walked away, I couldn’t help but wonder... Was Nate seriously talking about me earlier?

After I asked Kevin, he said he’d gladly come and eat since he usually ate alone. Once we got back down to Sam and Nate’s room, I introduced the three of them to each other and asked again if they wanted to join Kevin and me.

Nate spoke first. “Nah man, I’m not hungry yet.” He didn’t even look my way when he said that. I don’t remember him being like this yesterday.

I looked toward Sam and asked, “Sam? What about you?” Again, he looked to Nate. What was the deal with them?

He stood up and said, “Yeah, sure.” Then he looked back to Nate and asked, “Are you sure you don’t wanna just go now?”

“Quite. Just go. I’ll see you later,” he said without turning to face us.

“All right, then. Your loss!” Sam exclaimed as we left.

As we walked to the commons, I couldn’t help but ask Sam what the deal was with Nate. “He seemed cool yesterday,” I said, “but, it’s like he’s a completely different person today. Is everything okay with him?” I asked.

“Yeah, I think so. If not, I don’t know what the deal is,” Sam said.

Once we made it to the commons, the three of us enjoyed our meal. I think Sam was a little star-struck with Kevin’s presence, but I could tell he just loved meeting a new person. I was surprised that Sam didn’t continually ask Kevin about football, but maybe he wasn’t as interested in the sport as he seemed earlier. I didn’t get the impression that he knew I was gay. Or, at least, if he did, it really didn’t bother him.

I sure hope so. I really didn't believe someone like Sam could really be bothered by a simple word.

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I was working on homework in my room after class when I got a call from Dean. I didn’t really know what to say to him, but I had to at least say something. I couldn’t leave him in the dark forever. It’s not right.

We agreed that we needed to meet face-to-face to talk. He told me where he lived, so I left my dorm and walked the short distance. My mind raced through thoughts of what I would say. I still didn’t know. It was like a traffic jam of jumbled thoughts up in my mind. I know I had millions of thoughts going through my head when I wanted Brayden back, but this was different. I knew what I wanted to happen with Brayden. I didn’t know what I wanted with Dean. Could we still be friends?

Once I was at Dean’s door, my palms were sweaty and my heart was pounding. ‘What was I afraid of? Losing a friend?’ I asked myself in thought.

In that moment, standing at Dean’s door, I knew my answer. I was afraid of losing Dean as a friend. That thought scared the living daylights out of me. I just stood there, frozen. I was about to turn away when I realized that I was in the exact same position Brayden was in two days ago. ‘I’m not ready to talk to Dean yet,’ I thought. ‘But, I can’t just walk away now. I’d be a coward if I just called and said I couldn’t do it.’

So I knocked.

I heard movement from the room, and then the door whirled open.

“Matt! Thanks for coming by,” Dean said.

“Look, Dean,” I started as he motioned for me to come in, “I thought I knew what I was going to say to you today. But, I really don’t know what to say. All I know right now is that I’m not going to ignore you. I just need more time to think.”

“I understand, Matt.”

“I don’t think you do, though,” I started. “Dean, I went through hell and back trying to think of how I could possibly get Brayden to love me again. From the moment I heard his voice ... saw his pain ... that night, all I kept thinking was that I had lost him for good.”

“I don’t mean to interrupt you, Matt,” Dean said, “but, I think I do know how you feel,” he said and took a deep breath. “That night, after I kissed you and you pushed me away, I knew I had just made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know if you’d ever speak to me again. I thought I had lost out on a chance to get to know one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.”

“Dean, I’m spoken for and you should know that now,” I said, interrupting him.

“That’s not what I mean, Matt. I know I have no chance with you. I saw and see that your heart belongs to Brayden,” he said.

“It’s that obvious, huh?” I asked with a smile.

“Yeah. What I meant was that I thought I had lost a chance at a real friendship with you. That first day you visited me in the hospital...” he said, trailing off, “... I knew you were special. No one but my sister was ever like that to me. All I want is to be friends.”

‘That’s what I want too,’ I thought to myself. I hugged him and said, “I’ll be honest, Dean, I didn’t know if that could happen. I kept thinking that you would just remind me of what I went through. But, now, I don’t think that’s going to happen. I think we can be friends.”

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The rest of Wednesday was incredibly quiet. After I got back from Dean’s place, I did homework in my room with the door open. Jason stopped and talked for a little while, but I didn’t see anyone else until Brayden came back from class.

But, he was a wonderful sight to see. I smiled when he walked in. He didn’t smile, but he did let out a loud sigh. I assumed he was relieved to be home!

“How was your day?” I asked as he set his backpack down by his desk. I got up to greet him. I thought he could use some lovin’!

He groaned and said, “Long as hell. That three-hour class time in the late afternoon was a terrible idea!” He cracked a smile and walked over to me. He held his arms out, inviting me in for his love. I was more than welcome to give and receive!

I embraced Brayden around the waist and felt his arms rest on my shoulders. I looked up into his eyes and smiled again, leaned up, closed my eyes, puckered my lips, and waited for him to kiss me. Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait long. I felt his soft, wet lips press against my own wet waiting ones.

Before I could really enjoy the passion between us, a voice interrupted all the thoughts in my mind.

“I fucking knew it!” the voice shouted.

My eyes shot open and I saw Nate standing in the doorway. I could have swore the door was closed. Before I could react, Nate stormed out of the room. I looked at Brayden for help, but he was just as surprised as I was.

I knew I had to handle this situation before it snowballed out of control. There was no way I was going to let him bully me this semester.

I separated from Brayden and started to walk toward the door with one goal on my mind. I was mad.

Just before I left the room, I looked back to see Brayden as he stared at me in awe. He must still be shocked.

“Brayden, call Kevin.”

To be continued...

 

[Craiger]

Ah......Nate's in for it now.....No one treats my Matt like that and gets away with it....... Welcome home, Matt!!!! It's good to have an update on our guys. Your personal life is much more important than trying to please us. Don't worry about our loosing interest as that will never happen. Your stuck with us.........

Craiger

 

[sheep]

Methinks Nate is in for the biggest attitude adjustment of his life. Sadly there are lots of "Nate's" out there in the real world. Perhaps he doth protest too much!

 

[hardreader]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised to see Matt showing such an impressive, if impulsive, set of balls. But then he has already rushed to the rescue once before. He ended up a bit battered in that scene. I hope he fares better this time around. But the two guys really just need a brief respite from all this turmoil. After all, they're in love and they have needs and urges and desires that keep getting sidetracked by assholes and jerks and common misunderstandings. I do hope the posse arrives in time and that this unpleasant episode is more easily resolved than it now seems. But Holy Fuck, Matt, your story never fails to keep me coming back for more. As Craiger said: "Your stuck with us........." and to that I add

 

[Autolycus]

Thanks for another fine chapter!

 

[BillyCanCum]

matt should of let that guy go and stayed there with his brayden and gotten it on. that shithed isnt worth fucking with when you got you bud to fuck with and i really want the two of them like to fuck and jizz all night long like they been wanten to do for a long fucking time. matt cao fuck up that other guy any time he wants and get kevin an brayden to help him. i wud of stayed andlet braden fuck me good with his big l dick. ha more

 

[justanothershyguy]

This is incredible!! I just started reading this story a 1/2 hour ago and couldn't believe I'd reached the end so far! I'm gutted! I'm dying here waiting for more! I love this!!

I just really wanna know if Brayden & Matt stay together! Arghh

First of all, Sorry for taking so long to comment on this one! I know I saw it but I just noticed I missed commenting on it! My bad Brodz!

Anyway, I hope you're still with us. Brayden & Matt are certainly still together

Ah......Nate's in for it now.....No one treats my Matt like that and gets away with it....... Welcome home, Matt!!!! It's good to have an update on our guys. Your personal life is much more important than trying to please us. Don't worry about our loosing interest as that will never happen. Your stuck with us.........

Craiger

Thanks Craiger, it's great to be back! I was never really gone per say... but I was glad to get the writing done in a reasonable amount of time!

Methinks Nate is in for the biggest attitude adjustment of his life. Sadly there are lots of "Nate's" out there in the real world. Perhaps he doth protest too much!

There are too many... I hope Nate has a good mind about it!! Who knows what's in store... (Oh wait, I DO!!!)

I guess I shouldn't be surprised to see Matt showing such an impressive, if impulsive, set of balls. But then he has already rushed to the rescue once before. He ended up a bit battered in that scene. I hope he fares better this time around. But the two guys really just need a brief respite from all this turmoil. After all, they're in love and they have needs and urges and desires that keep getting sidetracked by assholes and jerks and common misunderstandings. I do hope the posse arrives in time and that this unpleasant episode is more easily resolved than it now seems. But Holy Fuck, Matt, your story never fails to keep me coming back for more. As Craiger said: "Your stuck with us........." and to that I add

Matt just can't stand some things about people... Plus, we all know Matt could have beat up that other guy, he let him win!! (Okay, maybe I would have made him win as the author...)

Thanks for another fine chapter!

Thanks Auto!!

matt should of let that guy go and stayed there with his brayden and gotten it on. that shithed isnt worth fucking with when you got you bud to fuck with and i really want the two of them like to fuck and jizz all night long like they been wanten to do for a long fucking time. matt cao fuck up that other guy any time he wants and get kevin an brayden to help him. i wud of stayed andlet braden fuck me good with his big l dick. ha more

You know, there is a saying out there "Make love not war..." I think... Well, we're about to find out what Matt decided.

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I gotta say, guys, you're in for a change of the main Point of View. It's Brayden's turn to tell the tale! Please let me know how this works! So, Chapter 22 is here... Of course, tell me what you think! I love all kinds of feedback!

Lost in a Dream, Chapter 22

... As seen through Brayden’s eyes ...

My classes were dragging. Really fucking long. The only thing I had been waiting for since the first ten minutes of my first class? The end of my last class of the day. And, of course, that just made the professors seem to drone on and on about this and that. I couldn’t even fucking remember.

Since I was bored shitless in class, I started daydreaming. And with what was going on in my life recently, there was only one thing on my mind: Matt. Oh, fuck, that boy was so hot and had me so hot! He didn't even realize how much he drove me wild, and had since the first moment I met him. I still remember that first time like it was yesterday...

Move-in day. I’m not sure he even realized he helped me and my parents, but he did. Even though he wasn’t much help with the heavy stuff, he was an extra set of hands to carry some of the shit I brought from home.

After my parents left, I gawked over him in my room. The way his brown hair bounced with each step. The way his brown eyes shined in the light. He had such a small stature, but it seemed like he didn’t care. Like he was okay with it. Like he was proud of it. I knew I had a crush on him after the first time he smiled around me. He had this dimple on the right side of his face... That was how I knew just how genuine he was. I remember how he made my heart pound and my stomach tumble.

And then there was the first day I really met him. The same day I saw him shirtless for the first time. Holy fuck! He and his jock friends were playing Frisbee, and thank God he was on the skins team. There were some other hot guys on his team, but he stuck out the most. He smiled and he laughed. He had fun as he played what seemed like the best game there ever was. At least, that’s how the game seemed from his perspective ... and mine too.

And the rest, as some say, is history! My heart still pounded whenever I saw him.

In fact, as I walked home that day, I was so glad to be done with class that all I wanted to do was kick back and relax with Matt. Who knows... maybe there would be some fun, too! To be honest, I still wasn’t sure why he thought we didn’t have to have sex every night.

Regular sex with Matt. That was another thing I'd been thinking about more and more throughout the past couple days. I never really felt obligated -- that was his word -- to fuck. When we had fucked -- when he was ready -- it was really about love. I really didn’t think I’d ever get tired of sex while I was still with him. Frankly, the main thing I wanted was just to be with him. So I was okay that he wanted to slow things down. I thought -- and still agreed -- that wasn’t a bad thing to do.

Once I made it to our room, I tried my best to clear my head of all that boredom. With my boring day banished from thought, I guess that just left me thinking about Matt, who finally was right there with me! He asked me about my day, so I told him just how boring the last three hours of my life were. I left out what I had thought about instead.

As we talked, I couldn't help but think that Matt looked fucking great. Not just great, or hot, or anything else. Fucking great. Like, I wanted him to fuck me.

I invited him into a hug and he willingly obliged. I definitely enjoyed that! Just as I looked down, his angelic face was looking up at me. He’d told me that I made him feel safe, but, he wouldn’t have had to say anything right then with the look he gave me. I wanted him to be happy, and if that wasn’t happiness, I didn’t know what was.

He puckered his lips for me and closed his eyes. He was just waiting for me to kiss him! Fuck, I couldn’t resist that. Not after thinking of nothing but him all l those hours. Not then, not any day. So I kissed him!

My back was to the door when I heard Nate’s voice.

“I fucking knew it!” Nate said.

I opened my eyes to see Matt’s beautiful brown eyes looking up at me in concern. I didn’t even know what to say, and neither of us said anything before Nate walked out of the room. I remembered back to the time Evan and Lukas walked in on us, and tried to rationalize that this was just something like that.

As I stared into Matt’s eyes, I could see something in him changed. It was just a quick glimpse of something, but it was something different none-the-less. The look of concern was gone. The shock was gone. There was something I could see that I had never seen in him before.

He looked mad.

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We broke our embrace and Matt started to walk out of the room. I had no clue what I should say to him. Maybe he ... no ... I didn’t know what he was thinking!

Just before he left the room, he turned to me and told me to call Kevin. Why the hell would I do that? What did he think was going to happen? Maybe ...

No.

“What? Wait, why?” I asked impatiently as I followed him out of the room.

He stopped and turned around. I looked deep into his eyes. Something had snapped all right. It was like he flipped a switch. “Brayden, please. Just do it. I’m not gonna sit here and take this.”

I guess I should. Matt ... please don’t do anything stupid.

I quickly rapped on Jason’s door as I waited for Kevin to answer his phone. Jason opened the door right as Kevin answered, so I looked Jason in the eyes, pointed down the hall and said, “Kevin, Matt needs you down here. Now!” I was concerned as hell for Matt. Jason needed to be there, too. Whatever Matt had in mind, he needed all of us there.

I watched Jason’s concern grow as I heard pounding on a door down the hall. “Nate!” Matt yelled. “Nate! Open the fucking door!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing from him!

Jason and I rushed down the hall to catch up to him.

Matt’s pounding continued as Jason and I reached him and the door. I grabbed his arms as carefully I could under the circumstances and tried to pull him away. “Matt, come on. It doesn’t have to be like this,” I said.

His balled fist was up against the door ready to pound again. He stopped, turned to Jason and me, and said, “Yes, it does, Brayden. He’s the one who made it like this. We did nothing wrong.” There was a look of determination in his eyes. He was right. We didn’t do anything wrong. We were kissing in our own room and... Oh, man... I am so fucking horny for him.

Kevin opened the door to the hall just as the door to Nate’s door finally opened.

“What the fuck do you want, faggot?” Nate asked with a sneer.

Matt was still turned looking back at Jason and me. “See, Brayden?” Matt asked. Then he turned his head to Nate and added, “That’s why I’m down here. Because this homophobe can’t see past the fact we’re gay. And I’m sick of people like that.”

Sam had made his way to the door by the time Matt finished. Sam looked ... confused, I guess. I didn’t see any of the anger on Sam’s face that was written all over Matt’s and Nate’s.

Kevin walked up to us and asked, “What’s going on here?”

“Kevin, what’s wrong with me being gay?” Matt asked with Nate still standing silent at the doorway.

“Not a fucking thing,” Kevin answered.

“Jason, what’s wrong with me being gay?” Matt asked again, this time turning to face Jason.

“I haven’t once had a reason to say there’s something wrong with anyone being gay,” Jason said.

Matt turned his head back to Nate and asked, “So then, Nate,” he started, “what the fuck is wrong with someone who’s gay?”

Nate snarled and said, “It’s fucking disgusting!”

Then, Matt surprised me. He turned to me, looked up as I looked down, and pulled my head down for a kiss. There was no tongue involved. Just his soft, luscious lips on my own. Oh, God. I wished he knew what he was doing to me right then. That probably seemed like an innocent kiss to him. It was so much more to me. When he pulled away, he looked back to Nate and asked, “Is that what’s disgusting to you?”

“Yes!” Nate exclaimed. I looked to Matt for his answer, but it never came. It looked like he wanted to stare a hole through Nate’s forehead.

At this point, I wasn’t sure what to expect out of the rest of the confrontation. Since Matt had wanted Kevin down here, I thought for a minute that Matt might want to throw some punches. It’s completely out of character, but I’d never seen him that angry before.

Matt finally continued, but he had a different look on his face. I thought he must have just formed a plan.

“Do you get disgusted when two girls kiss?” Matt asked Nate.

Silence. I looked around. I sensed that everybody knew what Nate’s answer would be. I was grinning on the inside. Stone-faced on the outside. Fuck yeah, Matt!

Since Nate didn’t answer and didn’t look like he planned to answer, Matt continued. “Do you think I get disgusted when straight people kiss?”

I wanted to laugh. It took every ounce of my will to not laugh right then. It seemed like Matt was toying with him. He was so right. Maybe I’m a little biased, but ...

Nate opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Seconds later, he closed it and frowned.

Victory. My boyfriend, the fuckin’ man.

“Look, Nate,” Matt said after it was clear there was going to be no response, “I think I speak for Brayden when I say that all we want is to be treated like normal.” Then Matt looked to me. I nodded in agreement.

Matt continued. “I’m not going to stand here all night and preach to you. You’re an adult and can make your own decisions in life. If you can honestly look me in the eyes some time and tell me you don’t want to be friends because I’m gay, then fine. You just won’t be someone I’ll call a friend either.”

More silence. I really wanted to know what Nate was thinking... Was he actually recanting his sentiments towards gays? Or, was he just ignoring Matt and waiting for us to leave... I had a feeling we’d find out soon.

“Well, I can see you’ve had enough of this. Just remember,” Matt said, “you walked into our room without knocking.”

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I can’t even begin to describe how Matt made me feel about the whole situation we were just in. Okay, I lied. I can. I was already horny as fuck, but, man, seeing him win that argument... Nothing beats it. Okay, I lied again. Sex with him beats that. Whatever, that’s not the point. It was just so awesome seeing him in control of the situation!

That night it was so hard to keep my hands to myself. Kevin and Aiden ate and watched a movie with us. We invited Lukas and Evan, but they were both busy. Probably doing what I wanted to be doing … fucking.

After the movie, Kevin and Aiden left and I was finally alone with Matt. The second the door clicked shut, I hopped all over my opportunity. Fucking finally! As he approached the futon after our guests left, I pulled him down on top of me.

With his face just inches away from mine, I said, “You know, ever since I’ve been home today, all I’ve wanted to do is fuck. Being bored in class, I daydreamed. About you. How hot you are. And then seeing you verbally fuck Nate’s shit up...” I said, leaning forward for a peck on his lips. “You don’t even know how awesome that made me feel. And I want you to know how that felt.”

There was silence from Matt, but he had a huge smile across his face. Fuck, his smile was so amazing, so strong, so assertive. So fucking sexy! I was just wearing shorts, and I was hard as a rock.

And then there was a soft knock at the door. “Damn!” I said, “Go ahead and answer that" I said, my exasperation with this latest interruption clear in my voice. "I can wait a little bit longer. I hope.”

I smiled and Matt laughed to himself as he got up to answer the door. I turned around on the futon to see the door open and Sam standing at the door.

“Hey Sam, wanna come in?” Matt asked. I smiled and waved as Matt ushered him in to sit down.

“Guys, I just wanted to apologize for Nate. He can be really thick-headed sometimes. But, we talked after you left. I know for a fact you’ve made an impression on him. But, that’s for him to tell you. The only other thing I wanna say before I leave is this: were you ever going to tell us?” Sam asked.

Matt answered before I could open my mouth. “Yes, definitely. We really just wanted to avoid that reaction all together, but we also kinda figured it was inevitable. We basically just wanted to soften the blow when the time came.”

“Thanks for hearing me out guys. And Nate will come around. Just give him some time,” Sam said as he got up from the futon. “Still friends?” he asked, sticking out his hand.

Matt shook it first and said, “Of course.”

“Oh, and Brayden,” he said as he reached out for my hand, “fuck him good tonight.” I laughed and grinned from ear to ear as I shook his hand. Matt playfully punched me on the arm as Sam started to leave.

When he opened the door, I stopped him. “Sam,” I said, “you’ve got it wrong,” I said with as straight of a face as I could muster. “He’s gonna fuck me tonight.”

Sam laughed some more and told us to have fun. Oh, we will Sam! We will.

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Matt followed Sam out the door and locked it after he left. “Now, where were we...” he started to say as he grabbed for the base of his shirt.

“Wait!” I shouted as I leapt up from the futon. “Let me,” I said, grabbing his shirt and feeling his slender body as I pulled it off.

“You know,” Matt said, “if you go a little faster, we can get right to the fucking!” I blushed, because I hadn’t realized I had slowed that far down. I guess I was lost in feeling him up! The way my hands wandered across his sexy body... Feeling his chest ... his nipples... Carefully fondling and tickling him as I slowly removed his shirt. Oh, the sensations!

“God, Matt! You drive me fucking wild.” I said as I finally pulled his shirt off. I kissed him hard on the lips and could feel the blood rush to my boner. That’s right, it was back! Sam hadn’t distracted me from my priorities that night!

Matt returned my rough kiss. One of my new favorite sounds was the gasping and snorting for air as we both sucked on each other’s lips and tongue. This wasn’t going to be just a tender love-making session. Oh, no. I wasn’t lying to Sam.

“Matt,” I said in-between gasps and kisses, “I hope you know ... that I was serious ... when I said that ... you were going to fuck me.”

Just as I was about to move my kisses elsewhere, Matt beat me to the punch. Ooh, how I loved the feeling of his tender lips on my neck. His warm breath. “It was so fucking hot seeing you take charge of Nate, Matt.”

Telling him that was like pouring fuel onto his sex flame. It seemed to make his sex drive flare to scorching hot. I’ll have to keep that in mind. Everywhere he kissed, he left a wet, sloppy trail to cool on my over-heated body. It was like a road to where he was going. A long, winding road.

I really was lost in the pleasure he was giving me. All day I had been dreaming of him. The longer I was around him, the worse it got. But, in such a good way. I would gladly do this every day if we had the time!

And then Matt engulfed my leaking, throbbing cock. His hot, wet, soft fucking mouth went immediately to work and I couldn’t help but softly moan aloud. “Fuck, Matt!” I said as I tried to get his attention, “If you don’t slow down, I’m gonna fuckin’ cum all over your face. I’ve been so hot for you all day!”

That only seemed to encourage him. I bet if he could smile, he would have. But, his lips were stretched around my cock and he had no plans of slowing down. I figured I might as well enjoy this! He bobbed on a couple inches of my throbbing boner just a handful of times before he went all the way down. Ho-ly fuck!

“Oh my --” I started to say, but the only thing that came out of my mouth after that was a moan of passion. I was fucking loving this.

I really was planning on warning him when I came. I think I did make a sound to warn him. I just don’t know what the fuck that sound was and if I could ever make it again.

I looked down at Matt and could see his eyes clenched shut and his cheeks puffed out. My jizz was leaking out of the corners of his mouth. I started to pull out so that I wouldn’t choke him, but he grabbed me by the ass and held me in place. Well, I could have still pulled loose, but he clearly wanted it! I could see him force one big gulp down. And then another. I don’t know how the hell he kept it all in there!

When he finally released me, he was gasping for air just like I was. I smiled; both of us were out of breath, each for a different reason. The reasons were totally related, but still. He just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm.

And then I realized he still had his shorts on! He had gone and stripped me of my shirt and shorts after I took his shirt off... but then he never let me take his shorts off! The horror! Okay, maybe not.

I pulled him up for a kiss for two reasons. First, to let him know just how fucking awesome that was. And, second, so that I could slurp up some of the cum that had leaked out.

After we were both finally fully naked, I told him I wanted him to fuck me. He started off by loving me tenderly. Kissing some of the spots he had kissed earlier. Kissing new spots. Tracing my sensitive nipples.

I shuddered and knew there was no fucking way I was just going to cum once tonight.

He gently kissed his way down to my crotch. He took my semi-hard cock into his mouth for a couple of seconds as I relished the feeling of his hot mouth around my cold, wet cock. That almost felt better! Fuck!

And then he found his way to my tight asshole. I gasped once again as he kissed it. Then, he pushed his tongue in. Oh my God. I never, ever would have imagined just how blissful this would have felt. Ever.

Soon, Matt had replaced his tongue with a lubed-up finger. I missed the warmth of his breath and his tongue, but the coolness of his finger was just as fucking awesome.

Two fingers eventually replaced just one. Then three. He was fucking me with three fingers. And I fucking loved it. When he stopped, I was a little sad. So I turned around. When I saw him putting a condom on ... Fuck yeah!

“Fuck me with that awesome dick, Matt!” I said as he lubed and lined up. I was so fucking ready!

Finally, I could feel his hot cockhead touching -- teasing -- my asshole. I pushed back a little bit, but that didn’t work.

I was sure he could tell how bad I wanted it. It was like I was in heat for him. So I wasn't surprised when he slowly, gently pushed his beautiful, hard cock in.

It was a good feeling, without a doubt, but I wanted more. “Harder!” I said. He stopped, probably surprised by my run-away enthusiasm. “Please, Matt. I told you how hot you got me earlier. Fuck the shit out of me until I cum all over myself again! Then fucking shoot all over me! Cover me in it!” I said, and moaned at the combined thought and his sudden push. Fuck yes!

I could tell he was still concerned for me as he shoved in his cock. Sure, it hit the spot, but I really wanted him to just go all out. Just fuck me! “Faster!” I said.

And he obliged. He thrust in and pulled out. Harder and faster. I was so overwhelmed by those feelings that at first I didn’t even realize I was as hard as steel again. “Okay, Matt, hold still,” I said as I began to reposition myself. I wanted his jizz on me so I could see it. And I wanted to see him fuck me. To see just how into it he was. I tried to twist myself around with him still in me, but it didn’t go as I thought. Instead of fumbling around with it, he just pulled out and let me flip. I felt so empty.

And then he shoved it back inside. Oh yes, full again! I threw my head back in sheer pleasure as I could feel his pubes on my ass. In and out he went. Harder and faster. Grunting. Snorting. Like a bull. Or a wild stallion. Chills went up and down my body as pure uninhibited pleasure surged through my body. It was something about the way his thighs were slapping against my ass. Something about the way his balls did the same thing. Slap, slap, slap.

I just couldn’t hold in my pleasure any longer. There was no more resisting. I closed my eyes and clenched hard on his cock. I felt my orgasm surge through my body. But he didn’t stop. Thank fucking God. It felt like a continuous orgasm, over and over for I don’t even know how long. I hadn’t even looked at the mess I had made.

And then he stopped. I finally opened my eyes and saw his condom-less cock pointing straight at me. It looked so powerful. It made Matt seem powerful. The way it jutted out from in front of him with a glob of pre-cum dripping off... Oh, baby! Give it to me now! He grunted one last time and his cock exploded on me. All over me. Shot after shot. Some on my chest, some on my cock. One even hit my chin. It was all fucking over me.

He reached out and tried to pull me up to him, but I was too fucking tired. He fucked that out of me. So I pulled him down. There was a splat as he landed, but he giggled as we both felt the cooling cum between us.

“Thank you so much, Matt. I fucking loved it and I fucking love you.” I said as I kissed him.

“It was intense, Brayden,” he said, “but I loved it too. And I love you. That’s why I did it!”

That was fan-fucking-tastic.



To be continued...