Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2007 00:26:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Art Fex <luxlupus7@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eric and Matt 1

Eric and Matt

by: Art I. Fex <luxlupus7@yahoo.com>

Part One

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WARNING: Stories of this nature have been known to cause perspiration,
increased heart-rate, dry eyes, salivation, penile erections and semen
leakage. It has also been reported that homophobes that read beyond this
paragraph were strongly offended and had an increased risk of red-ass,
erectile dysfunction, and other unpleasant side affects. Also, if you are
younger than the prescribed age, you may suffer from confusion, wet
dreams, and an insatiable need to masturbate...oh, that's already there.
Sorry.

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Part One



So, my name's Eric. I consider myself a pretty attractive guy, at least
that's what other people say, and they're the best judges, right? I spend
some time working on my body, but I don't go to a professional gym. My
job doesn't hurt my build either, so I guess that balances it out. I'm
about 180 pounds and something like 5'7" tall. I have a muscular build,
dark eyes, and dark, closely cropped hair.

I've had some experiences with guys and girls throughout my life,
starting in my mid teens. That made for some interesting times! Well, I'm
in my mid twenties now, and there's this one guy that I know that seems
to stand out in my world more so than all the others. Matt.

I first met Matt about a year and a half ago, at a Superbowl party that I
went to with a buddy of mine named Kevin. Kevin's friend, Tyler, tagged
along with us, and he knew Matt because he had played football with him
when they went to school together. Matt is like a Roman god judging from
his looks. He's around six foot four, and close to two-hundred twenty
pounds of shear muscle. Unlike some guys, who act all like they're big
shit and everything, Matt acts tough because he is, and most people do
what he says without him having to repeat himself. Despite this, he
doesn't make a habit of being an asshole to people or shoving them
around. In fact, he has a sound, quiet demeanor most of the time. I guess
he just doesn't feel that he has to prove anything. That is unless you
mess with him, but I've never seen anyone stupid enough to pull that
stunt yet! He's a very handsome guy, most of the girls want him, and the
guys that don't still can't deny that they admire him. His skin is darkly
tanned, and his hair is dark as well, I believe he owes some of his
heritage to Hispanics or Native Americans. His mannerisms remind me of
some military guys I've met, always well kept and tidy with an air of
strength and assurance. Needless to say, I was hot for him the moment I
saw him.

Kevin and I don't have a whole lot in common, but there was one quality
that we do share, we both like guys. So he knew that I enjoyed guys too,
mainly because me and Kevin do things occasionally. Tyler is not much of
a close friend to me, but he likes to get head from Kevin too, so Kevin
is basically what brings us together. I basically don't see much of Tyler
unless he is with Kevin or something. It all started with Kevin when we
met at a building supply place where he worked, shortly after I myself
had been hired. He's a little younger than me, and even though we're
buds, I have to say he isn't always the sharpest tool in the shed, but he
seems like a good person, so I guess that is what counts more in his
favor. Me and Kevin are pretty different for sure, he's more of the thin,
lithe skater guy that does crazy shit on skateboards and stuff. Kevin has
an offbeat since of humor and seemed to like me, and we hit it off. We'd
hang out at his place a lot, and I stayed there from time to time.
Eventually, one thing led to another, and I ended up getting him to give
me head. He liked it too, he'd do it whenever I asked, no questions. I'd
give him hand jobs, and sometimes I'd suck him off too, which he loved.
He later told me that he had done it for other guys while he was in
high-school, but most of them had not returned the favor.

Tyler, on the other hand, is a big guy, his body is really built, long
blond hair, kinda reminds me of a heavy metal rocker or something. Too
bad he's kind of an ass hole, but we manage. We don't always get along
just perfectly, but the one time he gave me trouble, he saw my other side
and knew I wasn't gonna take shit from him, and there hasn't been a
problem since then. He lives in Kevin's neighborhood, and that's how I
met him. Kevin told me that he had given Tyler head, but Tyler doesn't do
things back.

One time, I was at Kevin's house, and Tanner was there too. I had crashed
on the sofa while watching TV, but when I woke up, I saw that the two of
them weren't there. I thought I heard some noise coming from Kevin's
room, so I sneaked over to the door and listened. I could hear mostly
indistinct noises, but enough to make me positive that Kevin was sucking
Tyler off. I just made my way back to the sofa and watched TV as I
waited. Finally, Tyler comes out and is in the living room with me,
looking for his jacket before he leaves. I just casually looked asked,

"So, did Kevin take good care of ya?"

He stopped in his tracks with a scared expression on his face as he
stammered out,

"Don't say nothin about this, it's nothin!"

"Chill, I'm not planning on telling anyone, me and Kevin do the same
thing."

After that, Tyler still isn't real close to me, but at least he doesn't
cause any trouble.

Later on, Kevin told me that Tyler isn't exactly a hit with the chicks,
so he patronizes Kevin when he strikes out. He also said that Tyler is
not extremely gifted in the 'size' department, but isn't tiny really. It
looks a lot smaller on him because he is around 6' tall and well built,
so it looks even smaller than it is probably.

So, I'm with these two headin out to have a good time for the Superbowl,
not really expecting anything significant to happen though. When we
reached the party, however, I was introduced to Matt. He looked me over
like he was sizing me up, but was also very polite. When our hands
clasped in our handshake, I could feel how strong his grip was, and a
shock-wave seemed to move up my arm and down my back as I looked into his
friendly eyes. I was instantly drawn into him, good looking guy, set with
built muscles that seem to advertise the amount of time he must dedicate
to exercising. Unlike some guys, however, he didn't seem stuck up or
terribly cocky or full of himself. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy.

I spent some time hangin out, watching the game and just chillin with the
guys. After a while, he came over and we talked. He was pretty easy to
talk to, I felt pretty comfortable with him as a person. In the course of
our conversation, he asked if I liked to work out. I told him I do, then
went on to ask him about his workout, 'cause it was obvious that he must
have a pretty rigid routine. He told me I looked like I was in good
shape, and to hear that from someone like him made me feel good inside.
Our conversation eventually turned to sports, namely football and his
past football days.

I was hot for him right away, he was huge and built, but not like a
genetic experiment or something, and he always has a strong air of
confidence, very sure footed and secure with himself. Throughout the
evening, everyone mostly mingled with the other guests and made small
talk. In the course of the evening, several chicks approached Matt, and
he was kidding around with all the guys too. I really wanted to talk to
him again later, but I was inwardly shocked to find out he had managed to
leave the party without me noticing. I asked some of the guys about him,
and Tyler said he went to high school with him, and played football with
him. It became obvious that he was the big man on campus, and it wasn't
hard to see why.

*****

A few months later, I was in Matt's area, and I hooked up with Tyler and
Kevin again. We were just out driving when Tyler says,

"Look there's some cars at Matt's, maybe he's having a party or
somethin."

So we stopped by and ended up hanging out with a bunch of guys and a
couple of girls. Matt has a very nice big house, and his family seemed to
have expensive things, a definite switch from my cozy apartment. Most of
the people were just sitting there watching a DVD and hanging out. Matt
was real friendly and, remembered me from the Superbowl,

"Hey! Good to see you again, you still working out?" he asked, starting
up a conversation.

We were just chatting as we hung out with the group until Kevin left the
room. I didn't think anything at first, but then he called me out of the
room. I left Matt to go find Kevin, and that was when he told me Matt's
secret.

"I think Matt likes you", Kevin said in a lower tone.

I wasn't even thinking in that frame of mind, I answered, "Yeah Matt's a
nice guy."

Kevin then started explaining away, "No, I mean I've done stuff with
Matt, like the stuff that I've done with you and Tyler. Matt likes to do
stuff with other guys too, and I bet he wants to do stuff with you."

"What?!" I almost blurted, I had definitely not seen that coming, I
couldn't believe what I was hearing!

"Oh, I'm sure," Kevin reaffirmed, "Matt likes to fuck girls AND guys, I
have sucked him off a couple of times."

I was still processing everything Kevin was saying, and as he continued I
began to view Matt in a whole new light,

"Well, like, if I'm gonna show him I'm interested in him too, how do I go
about it without..."

"You see, if Matt likes someone, he tries to get them alone, or he just
gets them to stay around after everyone has left. Then he's free to make
his moves and see how they respond."

After Kevin finished, I realized how excited I was, I mean this guy is
like a fuckin dream to me, and my excitement must've shown 'cause Kevin
said quietly so the people in the next room wouldn't hear,

"Dude, I thought that you'd at least be a little nervous!"

"Hell, don't worry 'bout me, I can handle anything." I said trying to
contain my excitement. Kevin then whispers,

"He's big too. Like, really big."

"That's even better." I said confidently, but also knowing that Kevin
knew what he was talking about, which only made me curious as to what
Matt was really packin down there.

We re-entered the room and found our spots. Most were watching the last
of the DVD, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of Matt. I loved the broad
shoulders, and the defined pecs that tapered down his perfect trunk-like
torso. He reminded me of those huge live oaks in the south with their
sturdy trunks that support those 'limbs' that are bigger than some other
tree's trunks.

As the movie ended, people gradually said their good-bye's and one by one
they left. We were left watching David Letterman along with the few
others that hadn't left yet, including Tyler and Kevin. Matt got up and
moved over closer to me and begins talking about working out and stuff,
seeming oblivious to everyone else in the room as he focused on his
conversation with me. After a while, he hopped up and said smiling,

"Let's grab a beer," and I followed him into the kitchen. He held out a
beer, but I told him I'd just have a soda or juice. He laughs as he digs
around and produces a diet Coke, and we continue our chat in the kitchen,
all the time I'm getting more excited about being with him, knowing that
he obviously has found something in me that he likes, AND he's getting me
by myself! He snapped me from my thoughts when he said,

"Come on, I'll show you my gym," and starts leading me down to his
basement. I'm beginning to like this picture, but then Tyler, Kevin and
another guy I didn't even know tag along with us.

I was thinking 'Shit! Nothin's gonna happen now!', I was pissed. Matt's
gym is real nice. It has weights, a treadmill, exercise machine and
anything else a guy could want. No wonder he looks so good, he as all
these things to work out with! We walked into the room and Matt was
standing next to a piece of equiptment, seeming to form an equation, the
machine plus work equals HIM. I thought it would have made a good
commercial, considering he's more studly than the guy off the Bowflex
commercial. He looked up at us with a grin,

"You guys feel welcome to try out the stuff if you like, just make
yourselves at home."

I immediately jumped at the chance to take him up on his offer, his stuff
was so much better then the junk I'm used to.

I was really starting to enjoy Matt's equipment, some of this stuff I
didn't get to use on a regular bases, but I could tell Matt was getting
his money's worth out of it for sure. As we progressed with our workout,
the room got hot and stuffy. We were probably all thinking the same
thing, but Matt was the first to take off his shirt. My eyes became glued
to his body, it is simply an awesome site. His muscles are so perfect
they're beautiful. I couldn't help but stare at his well defined arms,
carved out like they belong to a Greek marble statue, and my eyes trailed
over his powerful shoulder to his huge pecs as they bulged under the
tension of the weights, accented by the bit of hair that etched out the
curve in the center of his chest before spreading wider at the top of his
chest. My eyes traveled down his flat belly and to his waist band,
leaving to my imagination the rest that lay beneath.

I figured I would give him a show too, after all, Matt may look like a
Roman or Greek god, but I'm not too bad myself. I reached down and pulled
my shirt over my head, the air hitting my moist skin felt cooler, despite
the stuffiness of the room. Matt's eyes seemed to drink in my body as he
looked me over, I could tell he was liking what he saw, then he said,

"Man, you've got some serious muscle there."

I acted modest and offered a meager 'thanks'. We continued our work-out
for a while longer, and I was fully aware that Matt was checking me out
as much as I had checked him out before. I made 'Finding some alone time
with Matt' my main objective, maybe then I could see if he really and
truly wanted to do something, and we would just set it up for another
time.

After a while we were tired and hot, so we decided to head upstairs to
get something to drink, and that is when all hell broke loose. I simply
grabbed another coke as we were passing through to go watch some TV and
cool off, only I drop my Coke on the carpet. (It was an accident, I swear
it was!) There was nothing to do really, as it had gone all over the
carpet. I mean, most people would grab the Woolite or something, but Matt
goes fucking ballistic! He TOTALLY freaked on me as I watched him go from
'Mr. Nice-Guy' to a total asshole, screaming at me for the spilled Coke.
I tried to apologize, but was cut off when he yelled,

"YOU ALL GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!"

He was raging big time, and seeing a guy of his stature with that kind of
fire in his eyes is pretty terrifying. I thought he was going to kill me,
and kill the rest of the guys too just for being there when it happened!
We took that as our cue to exit stage right, and we bailed out and took
off.

Kevin and Tyler didn't have shit to say in the house, but in the safety
of the car they were pissed off with me big-time,

"Shit Eric! Why'd you have to go and do that!? Now Matt's gonna fuckin
hate us because YOU went and trashed his carpet!"

"I'm sorry! It's not like I set out to do it on purpose though! What's
his problem anyway... ever heard of Woolite? Or Merry Maids?!", I
retorted.

Later on, Tyler explained Matt's behavior. A couple years before, Matt
had had a party while his folks were away. Unfortunately, the house had
gotten wrecked. His parents were livid when they found it, and they came
close to kicking Matt out on his ass. So that weekend had been a total
disaster for him. It made me feel a little better, knowing that Matt was
just trying to protect his interests, but he still didn't have to be an
ass about it. I then began to wonder if I had totally blown my chances of
getting up with Matt.

A little time passed, but my memory and interest in Matt had not wavered
at all. I kept in touch with Kevin, him being closer to Matt and all.
After a while, I asked if he had seen Matt. He said he hadn't, but Tyler
had. Matt was still pissed. I was disappointed, but couldn't help the
feeling I got when I let my mind wander to the mental photo file I had
stored away containing all of the images of Matt that seemed to be
permanently burned in my brain. A couple months passed, and Kevin went
with Tyler to visit Matt. They reported to me afterward that he was
cooled off, unfortunately, he had also told them that he never wanted me
in his house again.

Time passed until summer was almost ready to draw to a close, and I ended
up in Matt's neck of the woods again. I went with Tyler and Kevin to a
bar, and to my surprise, I saw none other than Matt there, sitting with a
group of his buddies. My stomach tightened at the sight of him, his
powerful arms folded on the table in front of him as he leaned heavily
upon them, causing them to bulge along with his chest, firmly filling out
his short sleeved shirt as the sleeves stretched to accommodate his
biceps.

I really wanted to talk to him, but he didn't come over. He simply nodded
to me, which I answered with a smile and a wave. That was the extent of
our communication and contact throughout my visit. I left with the image
of him in all his physical glory on my mind, but no solution as to how to
satisfy my desire to get to know him better, not to mention his chiseled
body and his apparently legendary cock! On another such trip, I ran into
Matt briefly. It was just before Thanksgiving, and I was there with the
guys getting a bite to eat. Only this time, Matt was with a hot looking
chick. She was dressed nice, and had pretty features that seemed to
contrast with Matt's rugged, masculine qualities. They were on their way
out the door, but still came by to say speak. Matt was actually in a good
mood, and cordially squeezed my shoulder as he spoke,

"Hi, good to see you again."

I felt chills shoot up and down my spine as he squeezed my shoulder, like
I could feel his power and strength as if his energy traveled through the
connection of his hand on my own body like a circuit.

As he was leaving, he jokingly points to my coke and says, "Don't spill
that one!"

Everyone there cracked up as I answered back smiling,

"Don't worry man, I learned my lesson!", which he answered with a wave as
he left, a grin on his handsome, tanned face.

Later on in the evening, Tyler told me that the chick with Matt was a
hottie from one of the stores at the local mall.

"Yea man, Matt's more than likely going to fuck her tonight, Matt always
manages to get what he wants." he continued. As he finished, Kevin and I
just look at each other, knowing that he probably wanted ME, but I was
wondering if he still did.

After that, it was a while before I went back to Matt's area, but at
least I knew that things were clearing up between us. I had become busy
with my job and my daily grind, and simply lost track with the other
stuff going on. It was then that I got a call from Kevin wanting me to go
with him to hang out. I got my things together and went out there and met
Kevin and we headed out to a sports bar we knew of. We met up with Tyler
after we got there, and were sitting down when we saw Matt approaching us
with with a couple of guys. The two guys Matt was with were not bad
looking guys, but they still didn't hold a flame to Matt's physical
presence. He and his buddies exchanged handshakes with us, and I noted
the firm grip he used when he shook my hand firmly, our eyes connecting
for a moment as he took a seat at our table next to me. We just sat there
shooting the breeze as we watched a shitty basketball game that seemed to
drag forever.

Matt let out a sigh that broke our trance from the large wall-mounted
flat screen and said, "This sucks, wanna head over to my place and chill
out there?"

We all readily agreed, and as I was getting ready to stand up, Matt
playfully elbows me and says, "Now, you be good this time."

I just laughed and said, "I promise, NO accidents."

It was six of us, me, Matt, Kevin, Tyler, and a guy named Paul, and some
other guy I didn't know. Paul was from a nearby town, and I think they
were both military guys, judging from their appearance, but not sure what
branch or anything like that. Both of them are good looking guys for
sure, and the guy with Paul was the particularly well built one out of
the two. I figured that Matt was probably interested in them as well,
they seemed to match his type of guys near as I could tell. We sat
around, watching TV, then switched to playing video games. Tyler had some
weed and rolled a couple of joints, but Matt told us to smoke it outside.
Tyler, Kevin, Paul and me went out back to share a joint. It was crazy,
and it was freezing outside!

Kevin and Tyler decided they were gonna leave, because Tyler had to work
the next day. Paul and I said our goodbyes and went into the house to
warm up. Once we got in and sat down, we realized that Matt and the other
guy are not there. We just kinda dismissed it, although we were probably
already thinking the same thing. We sat down and got more comfortable and
talked, but were suddenly interupted when we heard movement upstairs,
like someone is walking around or something.

"They must be chillin up there." Paul said casually, but the way he
stared at the ceiling alluded to his further thoughts. I wondered if they
were going at it, but decided not to mention it. We picked up on our
conversation and Paul just kept talking about Matt. I agreed that Matt is
a really cool guy, but Paul seemed to be really obsessed with the guy.
Paul had been looking me over before, and considering his large amount of
interest in Matt, I figured he might go for me too. I decided to test the
waters, and simply made a little joke about what Matt might REALLY be
doing up there with that other guy. Paul just sat there for a minute,
looking at me, then his expression changed to a sort of embarrassed look
as he seemed to look for something to say.

I saved him the trouble, "Don't worry man, I'm cool with it, and I don't
mind having a little fun myself. So there's no reason to be embarrassed
or upset." I said lightly, trying to not make him feel cornered or
uneasy.

He seemed to relax again and we continued to talk, and as we chatted, I
move over and let my arm drape over his nice shoulders. He didn't seem to
have any objections to our closeness, and within a few minutes, there was
a tension between us that needed to be relieved, but it was a good kind.

"Why don't we head up stairs ourselves?" I suggested, and he eagerly lead
the way.

We passed a closed door, and I heard some indistinct noises on the other
side, nothing I could make out anyway. I was dead curious, but didn't
want to spy either, that might piss Matt off more than spilled coke for
all I knew! So the two of us went to another room. We found one down the
hall, but it had a bed and not much else.

"Spare room I guess?" I muttered as we entered the room.

"Well, all we need is the bed, right?" Paul said with a grin on his
handsome face.

Paul came in and closed the door behind him as I turned to pull him into
a tight embrace. He wraps his arms around me as well. As he hugged me, he
whispered,

"You've got a real nice body," as he moved his hands up my upper arms to
squeeze my broad shoulders.

I smiled at the look he had on his face as he examined me, moving his
hands over my pecs and around to my back,

"I'll show you more than that..." I said quietly as I slowly crossed my
arms over and pealed my shirt over my torso and head, exposing my upper
half to his hungry eyes, and he seemd to like what he saw.

I bent my arms up, fists clenched towards my head flexing for him, and he
takes the opportunity to grab me up and begin feeling my muscles,
squeezing hard, though his fingers barely made a dent in them. I was
enjoying myself, and let my arms fall down around him, pulling him up
close to me. As our bodies met and our warm skin rubbed together, I felt
the ridge of his hard cock against my own six inch 'beer can' as I've
heard people call it...or scream it as was the case a couple times.

I led him over to the bed and leant him back so I could get to his pants.
He watched as my fingers worked to undo his pants and begin pulling them
down, the excitement shown through his eyes only served to egg me on. I
looked down to see his now exposed cock. It was pretty nice, slightly
longer, but not nearly as thick as mine. Paul fidgeted with anticipation
as my tongue lapped at the base of his pole, working it's way up to where
his large cock helmet was pulsing as if ready to explode. I let my tongue
twirl underneath his frenulum as my mouth reached the end, and his whole
body shuddered as he let out an audible sigh, letting his head recline
against the headboard. He was really beginning to enjoy that, and when I
took him in my mouth, his hips bucked up towards my face as he tried to
fuck my mouth, but I moved up and down with his thrusts, keeping in not
much more than the head. I put my hands on his hips firmly holding him as
I took my time, slowly moving my hot mouth down to swallow him inch by
inch, and he just about couldn't stand it! I moved my hand over from his
hip to rub and squeeze his balls as my tongue caressed his hardness. It
wasn't long before he began grunting in a low voice, and I swallowed him
down the root, and that was it for him. His hands moved gently to hold
onto my neck and head as he made small, spastic thrusts with his hips,
shooting a pretty nice size load down my throat. I sucked him a few
second more after he came down, and came off his sensitive cock head with
a 'pop' that made him jump as he laughed quietly out of breath.

"Damn, that was nice, very nice." he said in a raspy low voice. "Do I get
a turn at yours?"

I laughed at the thought, "Yea sure, I guess you can suck me off." I
answered jokingly.

Paul smiled as I plopped on the bed next to him, and his hands made their
way down my chest to my stomach, then wrapped around my rigid cock. My
balls hung down low as he slowly pulled on my cut tool, then his mouth
engulfed first one ball, then the other. I felt the breath leave my chest
as his hot mouth sucked on my balls and his soft tongue licked at them.
After several minutes of this, my throbbing member was aching for the
same treatment. I gently guided his head up and his eyes met mine as he
dove in, his lips gliding down until his nose was buried up in my pubes.
I let out a quiet moan as his head began to bob up and down rhythmically
sucking on the head making it swell before sliding down to the base
again, letting his tongue push firmly on the thick vein on the
underbelly. I watched as my dick disappeared and reappeared, feeling the
cool air hit it on the upstroke, and feeling the warmth and softness of
his mouth and throat as he swallowed it up again. He began to moan as
he'd reach the bottom, and it was driving me wild, but I was holding off
as long as I could. Finally, his hands felt their way up to my pecs, then
down to my hips, and he started sucking real good.

"Paul, flip around." I said in a coarse whisper.

He happily smiled around my cock before coming off and putting his head
down and feet towards my head. We laid on our sides and I got another
shot at his nice cock. I concentrated on sucking his cock, and not him
sucking mine. His hands ran over my thighs and he began sucking harder as
he got closer to his second climax. He began to thrust, but I got hold of
his hips and controlled how fast and deep I sucked. He groaned as I
slowly sucked his cock, it pulsing wildly in my mouth until he shot
again.

I was getting real close myself, and after letting him slide from my
mouth, I grunted,

"Uhh man I'm about to blow..."

And it was at that moment he turned me on my back and began sucking the
head while rapidly stroking my rod with one hand, and squeezing my balls
with the other. The last second before I shot, he pulled his mouth off
and I sent several wads of cum onto his scrunched up face, but I could
tell his was grinning, the rest of my cock juice drained over his hand
and down his wrist. It didn't bother me, but I guess after I came down a
little, he saw my questioning look and he said good-naturedly,

"Heh, I like the cock, but not as crazy about the taste of cum."

We laid there for a long time, just being close and talking a bit, then
he says he has to go home because he has duty in the morning. We say an
affectionate good bye, then he leaves. Not long after Paul leaves, I hear
the door to the other room open, and there was some noise in the hall as
Matt and the other guy talk. After I heard the front door of the house
slam, I moved over to look out the window and see them get into a car and
drive away. I just got dressed and headed back down stairs figuring Matt
would drop him off and be right back. I waited and waited, and when it
was nearly dawn, and he still had not come back. I then realized that I
was alone in someone else's house, and it would be pretty hard to
explain, not to mention awkward if his folks or someone else besides Matt
came home, and I definitely didn't need any more trouble! I figured I
better head, so I made the bed and cleaned up, made the room look EXACTLY
the way it did when me and Paul had come in, I didn't want to do anything
to piss Matt off again! I left the house and had no where else to go, so
I stopped for coffee and made the long drive over the mountains and home.
It was a strange trip, I mean at least I got some action, but what I
still really wanted, was Matt.