Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2011 20:48:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: D H <dhthewriter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Homefront - Chapter 8

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Homefront
Chapter 8

	Over the next couple of weeks, on the surface, things returned to
normal.  It was still too soon for any of them, though, to have realized
that their lives had forever changed on that Friday evening.  Becky and
Jimmy officially considered Jenny a part of the family; Janelle had more
respect for Seth than she had for any of the guys that Jenny had ever
dated, and she hoped that they would end up with the happily ever after
that both she and her sister had missed.  Seth and Jenny didn't realize
that that potential child had solidified a bond between them that people
only get one, maybe two, real shots at creating in a lifetime.

	Of course, the two of them noticed that Matt and Nick were on their
way to being more than friends.  While they didn't know details of the
agreement the two had made, since that was something just between them,
they could tell that Nick was working to quit smoking for a reason, and
Matt was praising him at every step down the road he made to being a
non-smoker.

	On the night of Nick's birthday, Matt spent most of the afternoon
cooking dinner at his parents' house.  When everyone got there at six, Seth
joked about how it actually smelled good.  Linda and Ron admitted that they
were worried, but he seemed to be determined.  Things also didn't smell as
bad in the house as they'd thought.  When dinner was ready at seven, they
all sat in the formal dining room and enjoyed what Matt had prepared.
Becky raved about just how good it was, even though it was just a simple
alfredo with pasta.  Janelle, who'd come up from Jackson just for dinner,
without thinking, said that it was as good as Patrice's.

	Realizing what she said, she looked across the table to Nick, who
was smiling, remembering how it was what she'd always fixed him for his
birthday.  The thing was, in his mind, it was as good as his mother's had
always been.  It was a happy memory for him, though, and he continued to
think about it even as the topic was changed by everyone at the table to
something less pensive.

	After dinner, they did cake and gifts, just like every other
birthday.  Janelle had brought the cake up from Jackson, from a little
bakery close to the office where she worked from where she got all the
cakes she'd ever ordered.  They were, in her humble opinion, the best in
the whole of Mississippi.  Everyone agreed as they sat in the living room
enjoying it and a steaming mug of coffee, after which, they gave Nick gifts
that he wasn't expecting.  Not knowing what to get him, Linda and Becky, on
their own behalf, as well as that of their husbands, got him a couple of
gift cards.  They were just prepaid visa cards, but Nick treasured them
because they were from the heart.  Janelle wrote him a letter, as she'd
always done for his birthday, and gave him some cash.  Jenny got him a new
cell phone, since the one he had was pretty much falling apart, purchasing
it at the retail price so that Nick wouldn't have to extend his contract.
Matt and Seth, though, waiting until very last to present him with their
gift, which was an all expenses paid weekend of nothingness in the Big
Easy.  As he shook his head, Seth told him about this bar that Matt had
made him go to in the French Quarter where the dancers, when you tipped
them, let the patrons go in for change.  When asked how he knew that by the
Moms, Matt blushed, as Seth reminded everyone in the room that his best
friend was a gay guy.

	That weekend, Nick, along with Matt, Seth, and Jenny, piled into
Matt's car and drove from Eudora to New Orleans, a five hour, or so, drive
that would ultimately land them in one of the nicest hotels that Seth could
afford to pay for half of.  They had a little suite with two bedrooms, and
a sitting room.  The place was so opulent, so `Old World' that night was
reminded of a hotel where they'd stayed in Rome when they were children and
their mothers took them on what they'd previously held as the trip of their
lifetimes.

	That night, while Jenny volunteered to be their DD, the three guys
drank as much as they could consume.  They went to the particular bar that
Seth had told them all about.  Nick admired the guys there, as they were
unbelievably hot, but he found himself sizing them up.  Unlike had always
been the case, though, they were not compared to Corey, but rather to Matt,
who, it seemed, only had eyes for him as well.  After leaving that place,
they went to a second bar, where Jenny and Seth danced as Matt and Nick sat
at a high-top table and laughed at Seth's drunk ass trying to dance with
Jenny, who was completely sober but having a good time, none the less.

	They returned to the hotel room that evening, and Seth and Jenny
quickly went into their room in the suite.  The other room had two double
beds, of which Nick had claimed the one closest to the window, while Matt
took the other.  As they prepared for bed, there was a little bit of
flirting and a whole lot of mutual teasing going on.  After taking separate
pisses, Matt made Nick turn around as he got ready for bed.  The whole
time, Matt was giving him a play-by-play.  As each article of clothing was
removed from his body, he threw it so that Nick could see that, by the time
the covers were being turned down, Matt was completely naked.

	He rolled over, pretending to be going to sleep as he listened to
all the sounds of Nick pulled clothes over and down his body.  Even though
he wasn't looking at him, Matt could feel that Nick was gazing right at
him.  He could feel that cockily confident smile like a laser tearing holes
into the flesh of his back.  It was exciting to think that this man, whom
he thought was so beautiful on so many levels, was staring right at him.

	A moment later, Matt heard him turning back the covers and turning
onto his side as he climbed in.  The bright room was suddenly obscured in
complete darkness as he reached over and turned off the super-bright lamp
on the table separating their beds.  Matt rolled over on his bed and looked
in Nick's general direction.  Even though they'd drawn the curtains so that
absolutely no light would come into the room, Matt, like Nick, could tell
that the man across from him was still wide awake.  It was almost as if he
could feel his thoughts as much as his presence.

	"You still awake?" Matt whispered.

	"Yes..." Nick answered.

	"Me too..."

	"Yeah... Little Nick is keeping me from going to sleep," Nick
answered, hoping immediately after saying that that Matt wouldn't think he
was weird.

	"So I'm not the only one," Matt said as Nick smiled.

	"What are you gonna do about it?" Nick inquired.

	"If I wasn't sharing the room for the evening, I would roll over
onto my back, throw the covers away, and make a mess in what little chest
hair I have," Matt answered, honestly.  "You?"

	"Same..."

	Matt extended his right arm and turned on the lamp between them.
They took a second to adjust to let their eyes adjust to the bright light
that had, literally in a flash, overtaken the darkness of the room.  Matt
looked at Nick as he lay there, the top of his chest showing that he'd not
manscaped in a couple of days.  Nick could see Matt, with his almost
frat-boy like shaggy hair on the top of his head.  Each of them had on arm
below the pillow on which their head rested; each of them had their other
free as Matt lay on his left side and Nick on his right.

	"Are we kidding anyone?" Matt asked.

	"Other than ourselves?" Nick returned quickly.  There was no
immediate response, as Matt knew that he was right.

	Taking the first move, Matt threw back his covers and sat up on the
edge of his bed, showing himself, exposing everything that he was to this
man that he was falling for even harder the second time round.  Nick had
seen him naked before, but it was never like that.  He'd always thought
Matt was cute, but, in that moment, he was hot.  He was willing to give
himself to Nick, and he who still found himself lying beneath the covers
felt, honestly, the same way.

	"It's time we had the other talk, the one we've been avoiding for a
while," Matt looked at him.

	"OK..." Nick said, his tone saying that he agreed with him.

	"Nick... This whole friends thing isn't going to work for me much
longer."

	"What do you mean?"

	"After I see you, I'm on top of the world.  When I'm lying in my
bed at night, I find myself unable to sleep because I'm thinking about you.
I wonder if you're OK.  I think about how nice it would be to just snuggle
up to you and fall asleep.  It's beyond sexual thoughts for me, Nick.  I am
falling for you, and I'm not sure how you feel, and it's making me insane."

	Nick spent several minutes rattling off things that he found
attractive about Matt, but only a handful of them were related to anything
physical.  "Do you think I would have said that about asking you on a date
if I wasn't serious?" Nick wanted to know after he finished, looking at
Matt as Matt looked away, having been drained by just explaining that he
still had feelings for this man.

	Matt took a deep breath.  "I know you wouldn't have said it if you
weren't serious," he told Nick.

	Nick sat up on the side of his bed after removing the covers that
kept Matt from having the same view of Nick that he had of Mr. Harper.
They looked at each other, knowing that the other was as sober as he'd been
when they got to New Orleans.  It was Nick's turn to make a move, and he
did by reaching his arm across the small distance between their beds.  Matt
took it as the two held their hands, in the peace of that moment, for some
time.

	"I could so make out with you right now," Matt confessed as they
looked at each other.  Nick only smiled, though, and gently tugged on
Matt's arm, forcing him to his feet and over to Nick.

	"Then make out with me.  I don't bite..." Nick grinned.

	Smiling back, Matt leaned down from his standing position and
kissed Nick on the lips.  Slowly, their mouths opened and their tongues
found their way into almost a competition with the other's.  Their kissing
only stopped a moment later as Nick moved back onto his bed, with Matt
following him as the two lay beside each other to continue their moment.
Nick was on his back, and Matt was on his right side.  With his left hand,
though, he explored every part of the exterior of Nick's still muscular
body.  It was familiar territory, but territory that hadn't been explored
for some time.  It felt new, though, like he was touching someone not just
that he found himself physically attracted to, but who also excited every
part of his Pisces self.

	For Nick, the moment was huge.  Matt's body pressed against his,
with this man's huge, strong hand touching parts of him that longed for the
attention and appreciation that only Matt seemed able to give, Nick felt
his heart racing unlike anything before.  Never had he been so close to a
person as he felt he was with Matt right then.

	It wasn't long before their physical connection progressed even
further as the two of them found themselves making love.  There was no
fucking between them right then, and what they were doing right then was
making love.  It was the first time that both of them had ever experienced
all the sensations that came along with the melding of two bodies, two
souls, two worlds.

	There room was on the corner of a building, so there were no
neighbors for them to disturb.  They didn't count on the fact that the
walls of the suite itself were as thin as they were.  As they enjoyed each
other, the sounds of their love carried throughout the suite, waking Jenny
from a deep sleep.

	"Seth..." she whispered as she smiled.

	"Huh?  Babe?  You OK?" he inquired, instantly.

	"I'm fine..." she answered.  "Just listen for a second."

	"Holy shit!" Seth said, in his regular volume.  "At least I try to
be quiet!" he joked.

	"Bullshit!" Jenny said as she snuggled up to him, letting the
lovers have their moment as they slipped back to sleep.

	By the time Nick and Matt were finished, their bodies were covered
in sweat, and they were so tired that they could barely move.  Eventually,
they had to force themselves to climb from the bed to get cleaned up, and,
at four in the morning, they found themselves standing beneath the heat of
the flow of water, taking a moment to clean each other's bodies as they
made each other smile, laugh, appreciate the man standing with him even
more.

	On Sunday morning, they woke up early and got checked out of the
hotel and started along their route back to Eudora.  They got to Jackson in
the early afternoon, stopping at Janelle's for lunch before heading up the
highway to return to the town they all called home.  Nick and Matt first
dropped off Seth and Jenny at Seth's place before heading over to Nick's
for a little bit of alone time themselves before Matt had to go home and
get ready for the next morning and they both had to get ready for the week.
Everyone who came in contact with the two of them knew that something was
up, but Seth and Jenny were being tight lipped about it all to let them
have a modicum of privacy.

	Every afternoon that week, Matt was waiting on Nick when he got
home from school.  While they weren't all about the sex that they were so
very much enjoying, it was for that alone, really.  It was for the company,
the comraderie, the joy that each of them got from just seeing the other.
Their lives as friends weren't over just yet, but their life as lovers was
just beginning.

-=-=- -=-=- -=-=- -=-=- -=-=-

	The month of October ended up being a busy month for everyone.
Nick was especially stressed by midterms, for it had been a long time since
he'd been forced to really, truly, study something.  Once things quieted
for him, though, they just started to get going for Matt.  In the middle of
the month, the push to select a song for Senior Concert was made even
harder by the fact that he and Seth, in a random free moment between them,
had talked about something that would cause that night to impact all their
lives.

	As the month came to a close, they both found themselves ready for
the celebration of Halloween.  While Seth and Jenny had decided several
weeks earlier what they were going to dress up as, Matt and Nick were left
scratching their heads.  Do they do the whole "theme costume" thing?  Or
would it be best for them to go as two separate things.  A million thoughts
filled their minds.  Some of them were quite innocent, such as the `sexy
cop' and the `sexy firefighter', but a few were a little more out there,
such as Jenny's suggestion that they dress as Adam and Steve, complete with
flesh-tone briefs and fig leaves covering, as she put it, their naughty
bits.

	It wasn't until the first part of the week before the holiday that
they shuffled through a million ideas until they came up with the one that
would work best.  They would dress up as each other.  Each of them would
take how they saw the other and then dress accordingly.  On Wednesday, they
spent half the afternoon trying to figure out what the other one would
wear, and on Thursday, as they assembled, dressed nicely in khakis and
button-down shirts, to hang out with fellow students, alumni, and patrons
of the university at the Square, they told everyone of their idea.  Becky
looked at Linda, who smiled.

	"You are my favorite child," Linda said as she hugged Matt and then
Nick.  They found out later, from Jimmy, who'd consumed one too many
bourbons and cokes as he and Ron talked to a couple of their fraternity
brothers that had come to town for the game, that Ron and Linda had done
the same thing the year before they were married.  For the two of them, Ron
and Linda, it was as though history had an odd way of repeating itself.

	On Friday, after Nick went to class, Matt went to his dad's office
to get the master key that would open Nick's door.  As he was on the phone
with Jenny, he found an old pair of fatigues that Nick kept, for one reason
or another, in a box in the closet.  There was also a pair of black combat
boots that Nick hadn't worn in a while, since the Marines had adopted all
tan colored boots after the beginning of the war on terror.  In his drawer,
there were several tan colored t-shirts with the Marine Corps logo on them
that Matt hoped would fit him well enough.

	To Matt, that uniform was a symbol of strength.  His grandfather
had been a strong man, in part because of that uniform, and Nick was, in
his mind, the strongest person, still living, in his world.  He hoped that
Nick would pick up on the fact that Matt saw him as the kind of man that
could do anything, including moving mountains if that were what it took.

	He left Nick's apartment just before Nick was out of class and
headed toward Seth's place.  Thankfully for him, Nick's chemistry teacher
was a bit of blowhard that day and had kept them a few minutes longer than
normal.  Nick walked home quickly, afterwards, and got his car.  He drove
to Ron's office and got his key to their house so that he could do what
Matt had done a little while earlier.  He got to Matt's house, learning
from Ron that his son planned to go to Seth's house to get ready for the
evening.  With that, Nick went to Wellsgate and climbed to the third floor
of the house.  Matt's room was a fucking mess, as things were scrambled all
over the place.  Dirty clothes were thrown, all willy nilly, around the
room, and his bed needed desperately to be made.

	He stepped into the closet only to find the tuxedo that Matt wore
to perform in.  He pulled off his pants and put them on to see if they
would fit.  Thankfully, they did, as Matt hadn't yet had them altered.  He
quickly took them off and put his jeans back on.  Hanging them back on the
hanger, he hung them on a peg and grabbed the jacket.  It was too small,
which shot the whole idea to hell.  That is, it shot the idea of wearing
his tux to hell.  Walking back into Matt's room, he called Ron, who said
that he knew the person who owned a local formal wear shop.  Ron said that
he would call a friend as Nick said that he was on his way into town.  As
their call ended, Nick grabbed a pair of Matt's boxers and a t-shirt.  He
was bound to wear something of Matt's that evening, even if it was only
something he was going to see as Matt was disrobing him.  Oh yeah.  He was
planning on getting some.

	As he went into town, he went to the place that Ron had told him to
visit only to find a little gay man standing there waiting on him.  The guy
joked with Nick for a second before showing him to a little room for his
fitting.  He left with a tuxedo in a plastic bag.  "Now.  I'm only doing
this cause you're Matt's boyfriend.  I hope you know," the guy told him.

	"Dating that awesome man definitely has perks," Nick commented as
he signed the credit card slip.

	"I'm sure it does!" the guy smiled as he handed Nick the tuxedo in
a long plastic bag in which he'd placed the suit.  He handed Nick another
bag that had a shirt, bowtie, and vest, along with a pair of shoes that
went along with it.

	As he went to his place to get ready for the evening, he thought
about why he'd chosen that particular outfit.  Matt was a classy guy, but
he wasn't snobby, as most of the rich people he encountered were.  He was
sweet, nice, funny.  He was a smartass of the highest caliber.  He was a
walking contradiction, in a good way, much as Nick would be in a tuxedo.

	To appease their gays, Seth and Jenny agreed to get ready in
separate places.  After work, Jenny went to Nick's house after walking back
to their place to get her car, into which she'd already put her costume for
the evening.  Seth walked home around 5:30 and into an apartment to find
Matt sitting on the sofa in a pair of boxers.  Seth sat beside him, and the
two, for a while, enjoyed a conversation unlike they'd had in a while.

	Before they went in to get ready for the evening, they had a shot.
After Seth finished his shower, with a towel wrapped around his waist, they
had another one.  Then he sneaked into the room to get ready for the
evening as Matt took another shot before going in to dress in the desert
camouflage uniform that he'd "borrowed" from Nick's house.  He was finished
well before Seth was, who found himself in a difficult position.  Matt and
he got a good laugh as part of his Superman costume wasn't fitting just as
it probably should have.

	Jenny was still sober on the other side of town as she and Nick got
ready.  It didn't take her the same amount of time to dress as Wonder Woman
as it did Nick to look just right in the tuxedo that he'd chosen to wear
that evening.  She joked with him that she'd gone out and gassed up the
invisible jet in the time that it had taken him to put on a suit.  He
announced that he was having problems with his bowtie, and, with that, she
walked into the bedroom, dragged over something that she could stand on so
that she could help him out.  He asked where she'd learned to do that, and
she just smiled, reminding him that, during Freshman Year, she'd worked at
a restaurant that required it as part of the uniform.  When he was ready,
she joked about how he had a minute to get his shit together before she was
leaving.

	It seriously didn't take him long to get everything ready and join
her in the living room.  She smiled as they walked from the apartment and
to her car.  One of Nick's neighbors in the next building made a cat call
in her direction.  Jenny didn't miss a beat as she stopped, walked over to
him and put her hand on his crotch.  "My boyfriend's about twice that big!"
she declared.  "And," she mentioned as he blushed and his friends tried not
to laugh at him right then, "he's got a tongue like you wouldn't believe."

	"Can I at least take a picture so that I have something to jack off
to later?" the drunken guy asked.

	"Of course," she said, posting as he (and most of the guys there)
grabbed their camera phones and snapped a shot of her.  "Night guys!" she
said as the two of them quickly walked to her car and climbed in.

	"You are insane sometimes," Nick noted as she started it up and
backed from the space.

	"I'm insane all the time, but thanks for noticing!" she said as she
pulled from her complex.

	It didn't take them long to get across town to the place that Jenny
shared with a man that was, to her, unlike any other on the planet.  She
opened the door, as she always did, and set her purse on the coffee table.

	"SETH!" she cried, her voice carrying through the apartment.

	"Hey babe," he said from their room.  "Can you come help with this
costume?  I'm having an issue?"

	"You have a boner, don't you?" she inquired.

	"Yes..." he said as Jenny and Nick could both hear him smiling.

	"You're so cute," she told him as she pulled down a bottle of rum
and began gathering things for a drink that she was preparing for the
evening.

	"You haven't even seen me yet.  I look good."

	"So this guy was flirting with me as we were leaving Nick's," Jenny
told him.

	"Oh yeah?"

	"I told him you were twice as big as him with a better tongue.
Then I let him take a picture of me to masturbate to later!"

	"That's my girl!" Seth said as she shook her head and Nick laughed.
"Ya know, babe, I am so lucky to have a girlfriend as hot as you."

	"Yes you are!" Jenny smiled, in her own way, echoing his sentiment.
"So where's your gay?"

	"He's in his room," Seth called back.

	"I'll be out in a minute.  I'm having a problem with my costume,"
Matt told him.

	"Want me to help?" Nick asked as Jenny pulsed the blender.

	"Actually... no... I will need some help taking it off later,
though," Matt told him.

	"Me, too," Nick yelled back as Seth came into the kitchen from
their bedroom.

	"TA DA!" Seth said as he stepped into the room with Seth and Jenny,
dressed as Superman.  "How do I look?"

	"You look good," Nick said.

	"Did you stuff your codpiece?" Jenny asked, smiling as she handed
him a drink.

	"Thank you, Nick.  And maybe tonight, I'll show you," he said to
Jenny, "that I'm not."

	"Is that a threat or a promise?" Jenny asked as they shared a
joking face and before Seth planted a kiss on her cheek.

	"MATT!!!" Seth yelled through the apartment.

	"TWO MINUTES!"

	"...and if you're not out, I'm sending Nick in there to hurry your
ass up."

	"Like that'll make me hurry!" Matt joked.

	It wasn't a moment later before he was ready to work out of the
room, dressed in the uniform.  When he and Nick saw each other, they didn't
know what to say at first.  Nick looked great in a tux, better than Matt
ever thought he did.  Nick wanted to make some joke about Don't Ask Don't
Tell, but he couldn't find it in him.

	"I think they're dumbstruck," Seth commented to Jenny.

	"Ya think?" she turned, giving him a smartass look.

	"Wow..." Matt said.  "Can I fix your tie?"

	"Yeah," Nick said as Matt walked over and adjusted his bowtie so
that it was straight and perfect.  "You know you're supposed to tuck the
bottom of the pants into the boots, right?"

	"Really?"

	"Yes sir," Nick told him.  "Damn..."

	"What?"

	"I just realized that you're wearing my stuff," Nick told him.

	"Yeah.  Is that OK?"

	Nick smiled and leaned in to tell him a secret.  "I've got your
boxers on."

	"Really?" Matt smiled.

	"That cool?"

	"NICE!" Matt leaned in and kissed him.

	"You been starting the party already?"

	"My breath that bad?" Matt asked.

	"It's a little strong," Nick told him.

	"Shit," Matt said as Seth and Jenny took their drinks into the
living room.

	"It's nothing," Nick smiled.  "I'm still gonna make out with you.
Oh yeah," Nick said, wrapping his arms around Matt's waist.  "In fact, I
kinda want to start right now, if that's cool with you?"

	"Yes.  It is," Matt smiled as he leaned in for a kiss.

	"EWWW!!!!" Seth and Jenny said before they both started snickering.

	"What?" Matt broke their kiss to ask Matt.  "Don't act like you've
never made out in the kitchen?"

	"Well... let's just say," Seth started as he and Jenny sat on the
sofa, "that Jenny and I had to Clorox that counter y'all are leaning on a
few weeks ago."

	"Right then!" Nick said as he leaned up, kissing Matt once more.

	They left Seth's place a little while later, heading toward a party
a couple of blocks away that was being hosted by one of Matt's friends in
the choir.  Sherice, the hostess, had been one of Matt's friends since her
first day on the Concert Singers when he was sophomore.  Dressed as Foxxy
Cleopatra, Beyoncé's character from Austin Powers: Goldmember, she took an
instant liking to Nick.  Seth, as an honorary member of the group, was
welcomed as usual, and Jenny was treated just like Nick was by those
friends that Matt had made over the years.

	After Sherice's "Pre-Party" was over, most of those present walked
their way up the road to Blind Jim's.  Jenny just about beat the shit out
of a girl that touched Seth, as she put it, inappropriately.  Matt and
Nick, as the evening went on, were so drunk that they actually took a few
minutes on the dancefloor with each other.  It was so odd, for neither of
them were dancers.  Both of them went to bars for the alcohol and little
more.

	At around one in the morning, both men had finally had enough of
their evening.  Jenny and Seth had already left, so it was just them
walking along Harrison Avenue, the road that ran beside the bar, toward
Seth's condo.  It would have been too much for them to go back to Nick's,
since neither of them could walk very well.  As they sneaked inside, they
tried to be quiet, as the house was dark.  Matt locked the door as Nick
said something that made him laugh so hard that he almost peed himself.
They managed down the hallway into Matt's room, shushing each other as they
walked past the room being shared by the two people who knew them better
than they even knew themselves and entered into Matt's room.

	They quietly shut the door and turned on the overhead light.  Nick
began kissing him as he turned him toward the bed.  Within a moment, he
pulled back from kissing Matt, looking him into the eye a moment before
pushing him onto the double bed.  Without a word, he pulled up Matt's leg
and began removing the first boot.

	"You are so fucking hot," Nick told him as he looked down as Matt
watched him.

	"Thank you," Matt smiled as Nick just dropped the boot onto the
floor.  Its sound was deep as it echoed through the room.

	"And tonight," Nick started, "you have looked so very, very hot."

	"Oh yeah?  And you haven't?"

	"Oh.  I have," Nick answered, cockily as the other boot was taken
from Matt's feet.  "I looked damn good.  In fact, if you and I weren't
together, I could have easily picked up at least one guy, and maybe more."

	"But you chose to come home with me?"

	Nick smiled.  "I chose to come home with you," he said as he
reached down to undo the belt that Matt was wearing and then undoing the
button and zippers that held them around his waist.  As he returned to
standing, Matt lifted his hips so that Nick could return to his upright
position.  Matt was left, a moment later, naked from the waist down.  "I
see you're already ready for me," Nick continued to grin.

	"Yeah..." Matt noted with his own wicked smile.

	"What if I want to top tonight?" Nick asked as he took off the
bowtie and vest that he'd been wearing.

	"That's kinda where my mind was going to, too.  To you topping that
is," Matt told him as Nick carefully undid each of the buttons on his
shirt.  As he threw them onto the floor, Matt continued, "That shirt's
never gonna fit right again."

	"Cause of my big muscles?" Nick said as he flexed his arms, driving
Matt insane as he wanted to just bend up and kiss his round, defined biceps
and forearms.

	"Cause of your nice and big muscles!" Matt responded as he took one
of his feet and rubbed it into Nick's crotch.  "I like this muscle, too."

	"I can tell," Nick said as he undid his belt and the pants.
Pushing them, they fell to around his ankles, revealing the boxers that
he'd chosen.

	Matt laughed out loud as Nick stood there in a relatively novelty
pair that read, across the front, `Enter at your own risk'.  "That's like
the funniest pair of underwear I own."

	"I thought you might appreciate that I wore these," Nick told him
as he leaned up to remove the olive colored t-shirt that he'd worn out that
evening.  Nick also took the shirt off that he'd been wearing and threw it
onto the floor before climbing onto the bed.  Reaching into the front of
the boxers, he pulled out that thing which made him a man tugged on it a
couple of times.  He straddled Matt's midsection.  "Now, Grunt, suck this
dick."

	"Sir, yes sir," Matt said as he complied with Nick's instructions.

	"That feels so good," Nick told him after a moment, his eyes closed
and his head falling back as he stood on his knees.

	They continued like for a second until Nick moved back and stood
again beside the bed, letting the boxers fall to the ground.  He
repositioned Matt on the bed before lying on his back.  "Continue," he said
as he put his arms behind his head, lacing his fingers, and allowing Matt
to do his thing.  After a few minutes, Nick took his left hand from behind
his head and sucked his index finger for a second before reaching back and
playing a bit with Matt's tight hole, prepping him for what was going to
soon be happening to him.  Matt moaned, and Nick could as much feel it as
hear it.

	"So how do you want me, sir?" Matt smiled as he came up for air.

	"I'll let you choose," Nick smiled as Matt temporarily moved from
the bed, stepping into the bathroom for a couple of necessary supplies.
When he returned, Matt lay on his back.  With his right hand, he reached
over and took Nick, wrapping his hand around him and squeezing a couple of
times as he stretched and tugged.

	"Put this on," Matt told him as he handed Nick the gold package in
which the condom was wrapped.

	"K..." Nick complied, taking it from Matt and opening it with his
teeth.

	"That's kinda sexy," Matt joked as Nick reached down and rolled it
down his own manhood.

	"Just wait.  Give me a couple of minutes, and I'll show you sexy,
Grunt," Nick winked at him, following it with a huge smile.  A moment
later, he got on his knees and moved to the area between Matt's legs.
Taking the bottle of lube that Matt had brought from the bathroom, he
squeezed a little bit of it into his hands before making sure that both his
manhood and Matt's asshole were sufficiently lubed and ready for the action
that was about to go on between them.

	In just a moment, Nick was slowly inserting himself into Matt's
body.  Matt rarely got fucked.  They each preferred the other position, but
they were so enamored with the other that it was fun to let go of all
inhibitions and trust the other completely with both his mind and his body.

	Before either or them realized, Nick was going to town, pounding
against Matt's body unlike he'd ever done with Matt before.  Matt was
breathing deeply, not thinking of the pain and only allowing himself to
enjoy the pleasure.  For the most part, his eyes were closed, but when he
did open them, he could see the sweat on Nick's body glistening.  Every
muscle on his body was flexing and contracting as he worked his way toward
a truly glorious conclusion.  Matt's legs were wrapped around his waist,
and with his feet, he could feel the little bit of soft fur that covered
his ass.

	"Nick..." Matt said between moans and groans.  "Nick...I'm about
to..." Matt said as he realized that, without touching himself, that he was
about to orgasm.  "OH GOD!" he proclaimed in his regular voice as every
muscle on his body contracted at almost the same time and as the orgasm
shot from his body.

	He clamped down on Nick, who was still trying to himself closer to
that point where Matt was.  It didn't take but a second before he lost it
all, moaning deeply as he pointed his face to the ceiling.  Coming back
from his high, Nick looked at Matt, who was smiling as he lay there.

	Consciously, weeks before they'd made the decision to progress
their relationship beyond friendship, but it was that moment that they
learned to trust each other enough to just let the last of their
inhibitions fall away from them.

	"Wow..." Nick broke their silence.

	"Yeah..." Matt smiled.  Both of them knew that there was no turning
back.  Neither of them would ever be the same, and while they had their
pasts, it was their future that they were looking toward right then.