Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2003 19:37:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason Calme <jasoncalme@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boy bands - Chasing Matt Chapter 12

This story is about male/male relationships and contains
graphic descriptions of sex.

You should not read this story if it is in any way illegal
due to your age or residence.

This is a work of pure fiction. It mixes fictional characters
and events with real people. However any real person
mentioned in this work is purely an actor playing a part.
This story in no way is meant to imply anything about the
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Copyright 2003 Jason Calme. This story is the sole property
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Chapter 12 - In The Bedroom


A lump rose in Matt's throat and he nodded a little, barely able to
get out a sound.

"Yeah?" Nick whispered, and then he pulled back and stared into
Matt's eyes.

"Uh..okay," Matt choked out quietly.

"You sure?" Nick asked playfully. He was smirking now, making it
into a bit of a joke. Matt felt apprehensive, amused and frustrated
at the same time.

"Yeah," said Matt a little more forcefully.

"Because I don't want to..."

Matt leaned forward and kissed Nick quickly on the lips. A quick
hard, chaste kiss. He pulled back. A little surprised by his own
actions. Nick looked shocked, and then the smile on his face got
broader and he licked his lips.

"Not bad," he said laughing a little, "but I think we can do a lot
better."

"Yeah?" said Matt.

Nick moved slightly, balancing himself better, and then put his arms
around Matt and leaned into him.

Their eyes closed as Nick turned his head just slightly and leaned
into Matt's mouth. Matt felt Nicks' lips against his own; hot yet soft,
they seemed to cover his lips. He felt Nicks arms around him and his
body against his, and Matt opened his mouth and Nick's tongue
pushed in slowly.

They were chewing on each other, sucking and licking with their
tongues, Nick was grinding against Matt, and Matt felt the cold
surface of the car pushing against his lower back.

Nick groaned and Matt sighed softly in answer, their tongues sliding
back and forth, and then slowly around inside each other. Nick
started to pull away, but Matt sucked at Nicks tongue and lips,
trying to make it last. A small laugh strangled out of Nick's mouth
and he pulled his tongue out, but he leaned back into Matt, kissing
him harder, turning the kiss into quick short kisses on Matt's lips.
Nicks hands came up to cup Matt's head as Nick kept kissing him
softly. Matt kissed back, trying to get Nick's tongue back into his
mouth and then, finally, Nick slipped his tongue back into Matt's
waiting mouth and Matt sighed.

Finally Nick pulled away and Matt let him go. Nick stood in front of
Matt, a rye smile on his face.

Matt smiled nervously.

"That was..." Nick smiled and then laughed a little. "Damn! You're a
good kisser!"

Matt blushed and Nick leaned back in and they started kissing
again, kissing harder, pushing their mouths hard into each other,
trying to suck each other into their mouths, their bodies grinding
against each other.

Matt felt Nick's hand on his chest, gently rubbing up and down and
then starting to slide down towards his pants, and suddenly he
realized they were standing in the pouring rain.

Matt pulled back a little, and Nick straightened up, the hand leaving
Matt's chest. Nick looked a little guilty.

"We should...it's wet," said Matt, a little breathlessly.

"Yeah," Nick nodded, a look of concern and worry on his face.

They stood there for a moment, just staring at each other, and then
Nick seemed to snap out of it and he reached for the passenger
door handle.

"Oh," said Matt, and he hobbled a little to the side so that Nick
could open the door. Nick reached out his hand to Matt's arm,
holding him in case he might fall, and Matt turned to him and smiled.
Nick watched as Matt eased himself into the passenger seat, and
then he carefully closed the door.

Nick glanced around. There was no one about. They couldn't have
been observed. For a moment he wondered what he would have
done if someone had seen them. He tried to tell himself that he
wouldn't have cared.

Nick shivered a little. The excitement of the moment was no longer
heating him up. He was suddenly aware of how wet he was, and
how cold he was starting to feel. He opened the rear door and
threw the crutches into the back seat, then he dashed around and
hopped into the drivers seat.

Matt watched him climb in and Nick turned and smiled, then quickly
started the car, turning on the heat to try and warm them up.

Figuring they were about to get going, Matt put on his seat belt, but
then he looked back at Nick and saw that Nick was watching him.

"Okay?" Nick asked.

"Uh..yeah," said Matt smiling.

"It's okay?"

Matt frowned for a moment, wondering what Nick was asking, and
then smiling broadly. "It's great Nick," he said, and then he went to
lean forward to kiss him, but thought better of it and stopped
himself.

Nick smiled and leaned over and they kissed. A short, quick kiss.
Then Nick straightened up.

"I don't know about you, but I'm freezing," said Nick.



They drove back to Matt's place in silence. It was still pouring when
they got there. Nick parked as close to the house as possible, then
he jumped out and ran round and helped Matt hobble up to the
house, leaving the crutches in the car. Matt's arm was tightly
around Nick's shoulder, Nicks arm around Matt's waist. They were
laughing and giggling as they went, trying to avoid the largest
puddles.

Matt's Mother opened the door as they stumbled in.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes Mom!" said Matt.

"Just got a little wet!" Nick smiled at her.

"Upstairs," Matt said to Nick, meaning he wanted to go up to his
room.

"You're soaked!" his Mother said.

"We'll get dry upstairs!" Matt called, as he and Nick awkwardly
negotiated the stairs.

"All right," said his Mother, though they weren't listening.



Nick helped Matt into the bedroom, quickly pushing the door closed
as they stumbled through it.

"God! I'm cold," Matt laughed, shivering a little.

"Here," said Nick, and he reached out and grabbed the bottom of
Matt's sweater. He pulled it and the t-shirt up and over Matt's head,
leaving Matt shirtless and breathing heavily. Nick looked at Matt's
chest and reached out and put his finger on the nipple ring of Matt's
left nipple.

"It feels cold," Nick laughed, and then he pulled his finger away and
reached down and grabbed the side of Matt's pants. Nick pulled
hard and the snaps came undone, the pants pulling away from one
side.

Matt giggled as Nick grabbed the other side, pulling the pants clear
off him, leaving Matt standing in a pair of very damp green and
white striped boxers.

Nick stared at Matt's groin. The boxers were almost glued to Matt,
his erection clearly evident. Nick thought about touching it.

"I brought you some towels," said Matt's Mother as she walked in.

Nick straightened up as Matt doubled over trying to cover himself.
Matt stumbled and started to fall, but Nick caught him, turning him
away from his Mother.

"Are you okay dear?" his Mother asked.

Matt glanced over his shoulder. "Mom!" he said, "Couldn't you
knock!"

"Just dropping off towels dear," she said. "Can you lend Nick
something while his clothes dry?"

"I'll be fine..." said Nick.

"Yeah Mom," said Matt, straightening up, but still turned away from
his Mother.

"Okay dear," she said and walked out.

Matt let out his breath and Nick smirked at him.

"Shit!" Matt gasped.

"It's cool," said Nick, "She didn't see anything," and he lightly
punched Matt's shoulder. "I'll get a towel," he said, and ran over
and grabbed a couple of the towels. Then he came back to Matt and
opened one and held it open and put it around Matt's shoulders.

"Thanks," said Matt.

"You're welcome," said Nick, "but I was wrong."

"Wrong?" Matt asked.

"About your Mother not seeing anything."

"What?" Matt gasped.

"Those boxers of yours are practically see-through," he smirked.
"She got a great view of your ass!" and he laughed and playfully
pushed Matt.

"Asshole," said Matt.

"Well I've seen yours!" Nick laughed.

Matt blushed and hastily put the towel around his waist.

"You better get out of those wet clothes," Matt countered.

Nick smiled. "Okay," he said.

Matt sat down on the bed and grinned, watching Nick. Nick stood
motionless in front of him for a moment, and then he slowly reached
down to his belt and started to unbuckle it.

"Wait!" said Matt. "The door!" he whispered.

"What?"

"Lock the door!" hissed Matt.

"Oh!" said Nick.

Nick turned and ran over to the door and locked it, then he turned
back slowly and smiled at Matt.

"Better?" he asked.

Matt nodded.

Nick walked slowly back to Matt, his eyes bright and sparkling. He
stopped in front of Matt and smiled, then he slowly took a hand and
put it on his chest, rubbing the wet cloth of his shirt. He looked
down at his hand and slowly rubbed it down his chest to his belt.
He looked up at Matt and smiled coyly, then he slowly unbuckled his
belt, pulling the leather out of the buckle. He undid the top button
of his jeans and very slowly unbuttoned three buttons of his fly.

Then he stopped.

Matt, his eyes almost glued to Nick's pants, looked up at Nick and
Nick smirked.

"I should get a towel," he said, and giggled.

Matt shook his head. "You should get those wet things off first," he
said breathlessly.

"Yeah?" said Nick.

"Uh huh," Matt nodded.

Nick smiled at Matt. Matt was sitting on the bed, the towel around
his waist was now open. His boxers were still a little damp, and
they clung to his erection. Nick didn't say anything, he just smiled
and started to unbutton his shirt.

Nick pulled the shirt open, revealing the t-shirt underneath. He
moved his shoulders suggestively as he pulled off the shirt and
tossed it on the ground, then he slowly moved his body, dancing to
some beat in his head.

Matt stared, his eyes wide.

Nick smiled, enjoying teasing Matt this way. He reached down and
pulled the t-shirt out of his pants, then he pulled it up and off,
revealing his chest.

Matt gasped just a little. He'd seen Nick shirtless before, but now he
could really look and take in Nick's chest and the tattoos on his
arms.

Nick slowly turned and began to swing his hips. He was laughing a
little to himself and he turned back to face Matt, still laughing as he
danced.

Matt was watching him, his mouth hanging slightly open, his eyes
bright.

Nick reached down and unbuttoned the last button and began to
slowly push down his jeans. He pushed them down to his knees,
the white boxer briefs were wet and glued to his body and Matt
could see that Nick was hard too.

"Damn" Nick cursed.

"Huh?" asked Matt.

"I didn't take my shoes off!" said Nick, and he waddled over to the
bed and sat down next to Matt. Nick smiled at Matt and shook his
head, "Guess I'll never be any good as a striptease artist!"

"I think you'd be great," Matt said seriously.

Nick was sitting next to him, their hips and legs touching. When
Matt leaned over, their shoulders touched.

Nick lifted up his right leg and started to undo the laces of his
sneaker.

Matt pretended to watch, but his eyes kept traveling back to Nick's
groin, and the large lump in the cloth.

He wanted to touch it.

"Got it" Nick said, the sneaker falling on the floor. Nick put down
that leg and lifted up his left. The folds in his underwear changed,
and now the lump in his shorts seemed even larger. Matt tried not
to stare at it, but he couldn't help it.

The other sneaker fell to the ground.

Nick stood up. He was standing right beside Matt. Matt had a great
view from the side. Nick's erection stood proud, his underwear
seemed barely able to contain it. Matt felt his own erection throb.

Nick slowly stepped out of his jeans, then he kicked them away and
sat down.

Matt tore his eyes away from Nicks erection and looked at Nick.

"That's better," said Nick. "Can I borrow that?" and he grabbed the
towel around Matt's waist and pulled at it.

Matt nearly fell off the bed as Nick pulled the towel.

"Hey," he yelped.

"Don't be such a cry baby," Nick teased as he quickly ran the towel
over himself. He stood up and quickly ran the towel up and down
his legs, then he sat back down again. "Much better," he laughed.

"You took my towel!" Matt complained.

"Oh sorry!" said Nick, in an exaggeratedly concerned voice. "Are you
still damp?" And he frowned slightly, his eyes traveling down Matt's
chest to his wet boxer shorts.

He smirked.

"That looks wet. Could do with some toweling down," he said, and
he took the towel and reached out to Matt's groin.

Matt watched as Nick placed the towel in his lap and started to
slowly run it back and forth. Nick's fingers were feeling about and
Matt shivered as he felt them take his erection and squeeze. Nick's
fingers were soft and somewhat indistinct through the thick cloth of
the towel.

Matt moaned.

"You okay?" Nick asked, grinning at him.

All Matt could do was nod breathlessly.

"Hmm," said Nick. "These shorts are really wet. I think you better
get out of them before you catch cold."

Matt looked up from his lap and Nicks slowly rotating fingers, and
stared at Nick.

"That's if you don't mind getting naked," Nick asked.

Matt breathed deeply, trying to calm himself as Nick squeezed him
gently through the towel. He wanted to get naked. He wanted to
pull that towel away and just let Nick stroke him.

Instead he managed a nervous smile at Nick. "Only if you do," he
said, almost surprised by his courage.

Nick smiled, and then slowly he pulled the towel out of Matt's lap
and threw it on the ground. Smiling broadly, he stood up and turned
to stand in front of Matt. He reached out his hands to Matt, who
took them and managed to stand awkwardly.

Nick leaned forward and kissed Matt on his cheek and whispered
into his ear. "Lets get you out of these."

Matt shivered in excitement and anticipation.

Nick leaned back, still holding onto Matt's hands.

"You okay?" he asked, making sure Matt could stand okay without
support.

Matt nodded.

Nick crouched down so that his face was directly in front of the
bulge in Matt's boxers. Matt's penis was sticking out, the waistband
pulled out an inch or two from his stomach. Nick stared for a
moment, then glanced up at Matt and smiled. He reached up and
carefully opened the fly so that he could see some of the shaft and
he leaned forward and blew gently.

Matt whimpered. The feelings running through him were so intense.
Standing almost naked in front of the guy he had fantasized about
all these years, and the fact that they might be discovered, were all
combining in an erotic overload. He felt like he could shoot at any
moment. If Nick took him in his fingers he knew he would.

But Nick stopped, looked up and smiled. He reached up and
grabbed the waistband of Matt's boxers and carefully pulled it out
and over Matt's erection, and then slowly he pulled the boxers
down.

Matt stood there, naked. His erection pointing proudly. Nick kneeling
before him, smiling. Nick was staring openly at his dick. Matt
blushed. He felt embarrassed. He wanted to cover himself with his
hands, yet he knew that would be silly. He wanted to rip off Nick's
underwear, but that was impractical with his broken leg.

Nick sat there staring for a moment, and then he stood up and
smiled.

"My turn!" he said brightly, and he reached down and quickly
pushed his shorts down past his knees, and then let go of them
and they dropped to the floor with a soft slap. He carefully stepped
out of them.

Matt stared at Nick. Now he could see all of him. He looked down
Nick's chest and his eyes fell on Nick's erection. It was about the
same length as Matt's, maybe about 7 inches, perhaps a little less.
It curved to the right, with a large head and a prominent vein
running down the left side. Matt felt his own dick jerk a little.

Nick stepped up to Matt. He smiled and put his arms around him and
Matt put his arms around Nick and they hugged each other close...

....they kissed...

....a strong passionate kiss that grew stronger as they started to
grind against each other. Matt could feel the shaft of Nick's penis
trapped between their bellies, parallel to his own. Matt moaned as
he pushed back and his shaft rubbed against Nick. If he slid slightly
to the right his shaft would rub against Nicks.

He was so close to cumming, but he didn't want to cum yet..not
yet...not if Nick wasn't close. That would be too embarrassing. To
shoot off before Nick was even close.

He heard Nick groan and he wondered if Nick was close. He slipped
his right hand down between them, trying to grab Nick's dick in his
hand and jerk him off. Trying to get him there faster.

But Nick suddenly pulled away from him.

Nick smiled. "Let's get comfortable," he said, pointing at the bed.

Matt nodded.

Nick quickly stepped beside Matt and helped him as Matt sat back
down onto the bed and pulled his leg up onto it. Matt lay back and
felt a little lost lying there in the bed. It was awfully hard to move
around with his leg in a cast, and he suddenly wished he'd stayed
standing. He felt even more exposed and helpless lying on his back,
his broken leg hindering his movement.

He watched as Nick casually walked around to the other side of the
bed and hoped on, crouching on the bed beside Matt.

"Okay?" Nick asked him.

"Yeah," Matt nodded, figuring that Nick would lie down beside him
and they would resume the kissing and rubbing against each other.

"That's good," said Nick, smiling down at Matt, and then he sat up a
little and stared at Matt. His eyes slowly trailed down Matt's chest
and legs, then back up to Matt's face.

"You're really hot Matt," he whispered.

Matt nodded. "I'm cooling down a bit," he said.

"No,...you've really hot."

Matt blushed. "Thanks," he whispered shyly. "You too," he added
quietly.

Nick smiled. Then he reached out his left hand and gently placed it
on Matt's chest.

The hand lazily traveled up to Matt's let nipple, and rubbed over it,
sliding over the ring and the erect nipple, feeling it become even
harder as he rubbed. Then he ran his hand over to the other nipple.

Matt moaned as Nick rubbed, and Matt unconsciously thrust his hips
upward.

Nick smiled and slowly ran his hand back down Matt's chest, lightly
squeezing his stomach and toying with his bellybutton before
moving down to the nest of pubic hair. Nick's fingers lazily rubbed in
circles in the hair, twisting and gently pulling at it, then he slid his
hand down and poked a finger at Matt's penis.

Matt groaned.

Nicks fingers wrapped around the shaft and slowly slid upwards.

Matt gasped and tried to thrust. Nick's fingers reached the top and
rubbed over the large dribble of precum that had formed at the piss
slit. The fingers ran lazily around the head.

"Oh God!" Matt mumbled.

Nick smiled. "Okay?" he asked.

Through the fog of sexual excitement, all Matt could do was nod and
sigh.

Nick smiled, and then slowly, ever so slowly, he leaned forward until
his mouth was directly over Matt's penis.

Matt craned his head forward, trying to watch. Nick was hovering
over his dick, smiling up at Matt. And then he blew gently on the
head of Matt's dick and Matt nearly came. His head fell back on the
pillows, his eyes closed, his hands clenched in the sheets, his hips
thrusting upward, unconsciously trying to get more stimulation.

He couldn't cum yet!  He had to hold on! It had to go further! He
lifted up his head again, straining to watch.

Nick was lightly holding and stroking his dick, still smiling at him, his
mouth so close...so close...

And then Nick smiled at him and opened his mouth and leaned
slowly forward, and Matt watched as Nick's mouth covered the head
of his dick and went lower. And yet he felt nothing, just a slight
breath as Nick held his penis by the base.

And then he felt it...felt Nick's mouth slowly close and his lips make
contact with his shaft and Nick's tongue touched the underside of
Matt's dick.

Matt collapsed back against the pillows.

Not yet!

But the lips were traveling up his shaft. Warm, firm lips traveling up
the shaft and over the sensitive rim of the head.

Matt bucked upwards, but Nick's hand on his pelvis kept him from
thrusting far.

Nick kissed the top of Matt's dick, and then he slid down the shaft
again, his lips rubbing once more against the sensitive head and
shaft.

Matt groaned and grunted, trying to be quiet, knowing that his
Mother was just down stairs.

He was so close.

Nick slid up and down one more time, his tongue now rubbing back
and forth against the shaft, the lips tighter and closely sealed
around the shaft.

Matt whimpered and tried to hump against him, Nicks hand
preventing the motion. He had to hold off a little longer!

But then Nick's hand slipped down to Matt's balls and tickled them
gently, and he couldn't stop it. His whole body went rigid, and he
groaned and felt it rise up within him. His pelvis thrust a couple of
quick, broken thrusts, and he groaned, his head leaning backwards
as the familiar feeling enveloped him. His brain seemed to explode,
expanding out of his head, as he shot large bolts of cum.

Oh God! It felt so good. He was still thrusting, trying to get
stimulation from Nick's fingers and mouth, not sure what he was
rubbing against, but getting enough stimulation to keep shooting.

And then he was falling. Falling back into consciousness. The last of
the cum oozing from the head of his dick. Gasping for breath.
Looking around and trying to figure out what had happened.

He looked up at Nick and Nick smiled.

"You okay?" Nick asked.

"Uh huh," Matt nodded, still trying to recover.

"Cool," said Nick, sliding up to lie beside Matt. He lay his head on
the pillow, watching Matt.

Matt slowly recovered his breathing and turned and smiled at Nick.

"Phew" said Matt, rolling his eyes, and blowing his breath up and
over his forehead.

"Good?" Nick asked.

"That was...awesome. Thanks!" Matt smiled and then laughed.

"Glad you enjoyed it," he said.

Matt started to pull himself up to a sitting position.

"No," said Nick, "Take a moment. Just lie here. It's okay."

Matt settled back into the bed. "Thanks Nick" he whispered.

They lay there for a few moments, and then there was a knock at
the door.

"Matt?" called his Mother.

"Yeah Mom," Matt called back.

"Does Nick want to stay for lunch?"

"Ahh, I don't know Mom, I'll ask him. I'll let you know in a bit, okay?"

"Okay dear."

Matt heard Nick laugh and he turned to face Nick and laughed a
little too.

"Uh..uh...thanks," said Matt shyly.

Nick smiled and leaned forward and kissed him quickly on the lips.

"It was my pleasure," he said.

"Um...huh," Matt stumbled, not sure quite what to do next. He'd just
had the most amazing, satisfying sexual experience of his life, but
now he felt that he needed to return it. The only problem was, he
was lying there with a cast on his foot, and the thought of his
Mother interrupting was suddenly very present in his mind.

Nick seemed to sense Matt's discomfort.

"So, how about lunch?" Nick asked.

"Um...uhh.." Matt tried to think of what to do. "No, why don't
I...you.." he paused and blushed.

Nick smiled. "Maybe we should cool it for a bit?"

"No! I..."

"Let's get dressed," said Nick.

"Umm..."

"I thought maybe I could take you to lunch and then we could
maybe go to a movie?"

"A movie?" Matt asked. "You sure?"

"Yeah," Nick nodded, "and then..." and he shrugged and smiled.

"Ahh..okay," Matt grinned. Nick leaned back towards Matt and they
put their arms around one another and kissed. At first it was a
chaste kiss, but then it grew more intense, and they started to lick
and suck at each other. Matt started to get into it and began to
grind against Nick.

"Hey! Wait!" Nick laughed, pulling away from him. "I thought we
were having lunch!"

"I want you for lunch," Matt whispered, again surprised by his own
words. It seemed to come out before he had a chance to think.

Nick laughed and kissed Matt quickly and then sat up. "You're
working from the wrong menu," he laughed. "That's the dinner
menu."

Matt smiled back at him.




Operating under Matt's direction, Nick found clothes for them both.
He also carefully helped Matt get dressed, taking several minutes
just to help him into a clean pair of boxers.

They weren't clean by the time Matt's track pants were up. Matt
was hard, and leaking in his boxers, and he had to pull the
sweatshirt down to try and cover it.

"Problem?" Nick asked, grinning devilishly.

"Yeah," Matt nodded, then looked away from Nick, trying to think of
something that would calm things down.

Nick stepped closer. "Need some help?" he said, and reached out
towards the lump in Matt's pants.

"No!" Matt laughed, turning slightly away from Nick. It was awkward
to move as he was standing with the back of his legs against the
edge of the bed to provide support. Nick hadn't brought up his
crutches.

Nick laughed and pulled away. He put on a pair of khaki shorts and
a sleeveless brown Nike shirt of Matt's. Matt thought Nick looked
really hot in them.

"So, lunch?" Nick asked.

"Ah, what you want to do?" Matt asked nervously. He didn't really
wanted to stay here for lunch. To have lunch with Nick and his
parents...that would be too difficult.

"How about I take you somewhere nice?" Nick suggested. "I
actually found a nice place last night....eventually," and he laughed.

"Oh, we don't have to go there," Matt said, not wanting to go
somewhere expensive. If they went somewhere that wasn't too
expensive he figured he could offer to pay for at least his half of the
meal.

"I want to," Nick said flatly, still smiling.

Matt's heart fell. What was he supposed to say now?

"My treat," Nick added, "and I insist. Come on," and before Matt
could protest, Nick was beside him, putting his arm around him, and
they were hobbling out the door and down the stairs.

Matt's Mother heard them coming and came out to greet them.

"Mom, we're going to go out to lunch and then to a movie," Matt
said breathlessly, trying to get Nick to just keep going. He didn't
want to get involved in any long conversation with his Mother.

"You sure dear? Is your leg okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine Mom! I'll be careful."

"I'll make sure he stays off it Mrs...uh...Matt's Mother," said Nick.

"All right, what time are you going to be back?"

"I'll call, Mom! I'll let you know, maybe after dinner."

"Well just be careful!" his Mother said to them. "Coats!" she
suddenly added.

His Mother disappeared down the hallway and came back with a
couple of coats, handing one to Nick, and one to Matt.

"Thanks Mom," said Matt as they pulled them on.




Outside the rain wasn't falling so heavily, but it was still coming
down steadily. Nick helped Matt to the car, then jumped into the
drivers side.

Matt smirked at Nick.

"What?" said Nick.

Matt paused for a moment for dramatic effect. Then he spoke
slowly. "Mrs. Matt's Mother?" Matt said seriously, staring hard at
Nick. And then he couldn't keep it in any longer and he started
laughing.

Nick sat there looking a little flustered. "I'm sorry!" he almost
whined, "I just blanked for a moment and it just came out." Then he
looked concerned. "I really am sorry, I remembered your last name
like two seconds after I said it, but then I thought it would just be
obvious I forgot if I said it."

"Oh yeah! It wasn't obvious," Matt snickered.

"I'm really sorry Matt," Nick said, looking very sorry.

Matt almost laughed harder. "It's okay!" said Matt. "Hey, at least
you remember my first name!" and he giggled some more.

Nick groaned. "Yeah, huh!"

"And next time, you can call her Joan," said Matt, smiling.

"Okay!" said Nick, putting a big fake smile on his face. Matt reached
out and rubbed Nicks arm and the smile relaxed and became more
natural.

"Sorry," Nick said quietly.

"It's cool!" said Matt. "I thought it was funny."




It took them about half an hour to get to the restaurant. There was
no waiting, and the meal came quickly. Nick fussed over whether
Matt's allergy to seafood was a problem, but Matt waved him off
and told him not to worry.

The eventually ordered a light lunch that came quickly as they
chatted.

After the meal they were sitting at the table still talking when Nick
suddenly leapt up.

"What?" asked Matt.

"Wait here a second," said Nick, and he disappeared towards the
front of the restaurant.

Matt watched him go, wondering what was up. He felt suddenly
nervous. Nick was coming back, he kept telling himself...he must be
coming back. He couldn't just have walked out, leaving him there
like some weird or crazy joke. He wouldn't do that; would he?

Surely not.

In his head, Matt tried to figure out how much the meal cost, and
whether he had enough money to pay for it if Nick didn't come
back...

"Miss me?"

Matt looked up. Nick sat down across from him, a big smile on his
face. He had a newspaper in his hand.

"Got this," Nick lifted up the paper, and then he opened it. "Thought
we could find out what's playing..."

Matt let out the breath he'd been holding in, and though Nick
noticed, he didn't say anything.

They looked through the movie listings, but nothing of interest
seemed to be playing. Or at least nothing of interest to Nick. Matt
was willing to go to anything, but Nick didn't like any of the choices.
He'd actually seen a few of them, and wasn't interested in the rest.
Matt was surprised. Surprised that Nick had the time to see movies.

Nick finally folded up the paper.

"Hmmm," he said.

"Uh..." said Matt.

"We could..." Nick began, and then he hesitated.

"What?"

"Well, if you wanted to..." he paused, "we could go to my hotel and
watch a movie there...." he trailed off, looking a little unsure if it was
the right thing to do to make the invitation. Nick glanced down at
the paper trying to appear unconcerned.

"Okay," Matt said quietly.

Nick looked up. "You sure?" he asked.

"Yeah," Matt nodded, feeling braver. "I don't mind watching a movie
in your hotel room."

"Cool."

"That's all we're gonna do, right?" Matt teased, and Nick's mouth fell
open for a second, and then he smirked.

"We can do anything you want to," he said, then he smiled warmly,
"anything that will make you happy."

Matt smiled back at Nick and they held each other's gaze for a
second.

"Well...uh..." said Nick. "Uh...wanna get going?"

"Okay," said Matt.



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To be continued...


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    High School: Do What You Can
    Celebrity: Boy Bands: Birthday Blues
    Celebrity: Boy Bands: All The Ways I Love You