Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2017 06:51:18 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Matt and Me 5 of 6

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Matt and Me 5 of 6


We had arrived back home both happy with a bum load of one another's seed
stuck up each anus. I had carried Matt home on my shoulders with his hands
over my eyes and giving me directions while I walked. The fart guided me
into just about every bush and tree, laughing his fucking head off. He
would suffer when I got him home and we would both love it. Acting like a
couple of kids helped as well.


I dumped him on the floor and beat him up so bad he wet himself. I then
took us both to the shower when, after a clean up, I gave him a blow job
and then to bed and gave him another one while he jacked me off, all over
his chest. Back to the shower and as we were both shattered by now, we
cuddled up smiling at one another, kissing and stroking backs and bums. We
were both knackered and said a quick goodnight before it was too late.

"See you tomorrow birthday boy." He kissed me but was loosing it and after
one more kiss he squeezed me one more time and fell asleep in my arms. He
would be there all night.


I absolutely loved laying as we were, Matt always dropped off before I did
and once again smiled as he mumbled something in his sleep. Matt was a
sleep talker but mostly incoherent even though he was saying something
about me as he often said my name.

I thought of tomorrow and his 15th birthday which just happened to be half
way through his time with me. Once again my thoughts went back to my
feelings and admitting I was in love with him and just knew I could not
tell him. Matt would have to move on and experience life as I had done
which could possibly include making mistakes and learning from them as
indeed I had. BUT, had I learnt anything? Not really as I found myself in
love with a nearly 15 year old and a disaster waiting to happen if I told
him of my love. Like Norman, I would just have to get over Matt, but I knew
this time it would be a real struggle, Norman had hurt me badly, Matt never
would.

I was beginning to drop off as I listened to Matt's steady breathing and
was only half awake. Matt mumbled again and squeezed me as he did and I was
SURE he said, "I love you Simon!" Or was it what I wanted to hear? I fell
asleep but it would be the first thing I thought when I woke up.


*****


"OI! Wake up old man!" I opened one eye and sort of smiled at him still
being half asleep but managed to slap his ass.


"That didn't hurt."


"Let me wake up first then it will." He snuggled into me and kissed my neck
and I thought about what I thought he had said before I fell asleep and
then kissed the top of his head.


"Happy birthday Matt. I am so glad we can celebrate it together." I wanted
to say that I was glad he was with me and his birthday was only one reason
I was but I knew he would ask me what the others were and I knew I couldn't
answer him.


"Me too, be back in a mo." He gave me a peck and jumped out of bed and made
his wonderful naked way to the bathroom. I knew what he would be doing when
he got there and my cock was raising to welcome him back.


He came running in and threw himself on me, sat on my belly and nearly
burst my bladder. "Fuck! I need a piss." I threw him off and ran for the
bog just making it in time. A massive stream of yellow poured out with me
telling it to hurry. I wiped myself clean, ran back and landed on him.


"Good start to a birthday Simon. Do you want to take your old age pills
first so you can fuck me?" I beat him up again. That's exactly what he
wanted and screamed all over the bed as I tortured

his lovely 15 year old body. Surprisingly we both got hard ons!

We continued to "fight" but Matt was beginning to slow down and just laid
on his back and looked at me with his head on one side waiting for me to
grow up and stop being a kid. He turned over and stuck his bum up. The
message was clear so I dived into the valley of dreams and rimmed him. The
new 15 year old nearly took off as I sunk my tongue into the hole of dreams
and had to hold on tight otherwise he could have ended back up in Scotland!


I laid him down and climbed on top with my cock laying between his
cheeks. He twisted his head so we could kiss and then I put my hand around
his waist and pulled him back up and when we were both in position I
entered his tight hole just to the head and after waiting for him to get
used to me being there, I slowly sank into him listening as he groaned his
pleasure.

Now fully bedded into birthday boy I decided to fuck and have a workout at
the same time. Who said a bloke can't do two things at once?

Matt was very bendable and without my cock in any danger of falling out I
was able to turn him round to face me. I sat him up and got his arms behind
my neck and like that got out of bed. With my arms around him and his legs
around my waist, I bent forward and gave a rocking motion so I could fuck
as I moved. I travelled all over the bedroom like that and Matt telling me
he would cum if I didn't slow down. I took him to the window were he put
his feet on the window sill and I could now stroke him with the whole
length of my cock, withdrawing to the tip of my head and slowly sliding
back in.

By now we were worked up so much I had to either finish us off where we
were or take him back to bed, back we went. I laid on my back while Matt
twisted round with his back to me and took over pumping on my swollen rod
until I yelled out, sat up and grabbed him around his waist, held on tight
and blasted one continuous stream into him, followed by goodness knows how
many more, I was in no state to count anyway. "Lay down Simon, quick!" I
collapsed still catching my breath. Matt slid off me and turned quickly and
now straddled over my chest bringing himself to the crossing line. With
half a dozen more stokes and me watching his fabulous tense body, he shot a
huge load into my open mouth and all over my face time and time again. He
stayed as he was just looking down at me with a massive smile and at the
same time drawing in lung falls of oxygen. He finally laid on top licking
my face clean and kissing me with half of it.


We got on our sides and all we could do was smile while coming back down
from those dizzy heights. About five minutes later I was able to talk.


"What's it like being fucked at 15?"


"I'm not 15 yet. Mum told me I wasn't born until 2 in the afternoon."


"Oh FUCK! No presents till 2 then." Silence.


"But she cant tell the time that good either!" We laughed and once again
cuddled together and of course kissed all the while.


"Right, your day so is it breakfast first then back here for presents or
presents now?" Matt went down and laid on my left thigh.

"Cock sucking first then breakfast then back to bed please." Who was I to
complain! He took my limp cock in his mouth and I already knew he would
want to be there for a very long time. I just laid back and accepted my
fate as he blew me hard again and then to completion after which I felt I
should do the same to him and laid still as he fucked my face until a
massive load arrived down my throat. I did not swallow all of it, instead I
got back to his mouth and fed him some of his own sperm. My word where on
earth did we get the stamina!


We eventually got into the kitchen for breakfast and Matt cooked for us
while I went back to the bedroom and got his parcels and cards out of
hiding and put them on his pillow. He had three parcels from family plus
mine. I looked at them and smiled, he was going to have a lovely time.


"SIMON! "He yelled out. "We haven't been together for over five minutes,
that's against the rules, get your ass in here, breakfasts ready anyway." I
did as ordered and hugged him, oh, and kissed. We sat close and eat in
silence but every now and again leaning together and kissed once more. I
thought back to just before I fell asleep last night. Did I hear him say he
loved me? Fuck I wish I had not almost dropped off.


We washed up and put everything away and after Matt had cleaned the work
surfaces I took him back into the bedroom and watched his face break into a
massive smile when he saw his parcels. I pulled him into me. "A really
happy birthday Matt." He looked up at me with his eyes watering
up. "Everyday has been a birthday Simon." And cuddled in tight again.


We sat on the bed and he began by opening his cards from the family and
showed me after he had read them. All very sweet and full of love but what
surprised me was I was also mentioned in every card, nice mentions as well.


He opened the big one from the family and by the shape of it he must have
know it was a new laptop, he was beside himself and even happier when he
opened the two from his sisters. A red heart cushion from Mary Jane with a
rainbow ribbon around it and the words "LOVE YOU BRO." And from little Gail
a lovely soft cuddly bear and even that had a rainbow ribbon around its
neck with a tag attached, "MY LOVELY MATHEW." I sat there watching his face
and eyes which were again filling up. He looked at me and smiled. "Yes I am
missing them just now Simon, sorry about the tears." I sat between his legs
and took him to my chest with my arms around him. "Please don't be sorry."
He clung on tight and then looked at me. "If I cant be home, I am in the
best place."


He picked my card up and opened it and read my words.


"Matt.Wishing you a very Happy Birthday and thank you for being with me to
share it. I wish you all that you wish yourself. With fond best wishes,
Simon." He cuddled in, "Thank you, this will stay with me forever." Then he
laughed, "this had better be the first of many!" I tried to interpret that
but thought it best not too.


He picked up the small package from me and took the wrapping off and looked
at the presentation box. He opened it and just stared at the gold pendant
and chain, it was in the logo of Rangers Football Club with the letters RFC
intertwined in a lovely pattern. I took it from him and put it round his
equally lovely neck. He kissed me quickly and went to the mirror and stood
there for ages admiring it. I could see his reflection and that amazing
smile and perfect naked body. He came back to me and for the next goodness
how long he kept thanking me and kissing with so much passion. We
eventually laid down and even fell asleep for an hour.


We made love for just about the whole time before we went out for the meal
I had booked for 7 30 but not before he called home. I left him in private
and went for a soak in the bath and waited for him to join me.

He came in with that permanent smile on his face.


"Nice call?"


"Very and they have asked you to stay for the weekend when we go back."


"Where will I sleep?"


"In the fucking shed daft sod!" I didn't beat him up after all it was his
birthday and in any case all I wanted to do was cuddle him and then make
love. We did that three more times before we had to get ready to go out.


After a lovely evening we stripped one another off as soon as I had closed
the door. We showered then went to bed where we just snuggled up. Matt was
knackered and was having trouble staying awake. I kissed him goodnight and
turned him round, I wrapped my arms around his 15 year old body and we
settled down.

"Thanks for the best birthday ever Simon." Then fell asleep, I was only a
couple of minutes behind, but before I did I wanted to say to my sleeping
15 year old what I had wanted to say for weeks and was so scared to say it
but I could now as he was fast asleep, I whispered;


"I love you so much Matt. Night night my sweet man." And snuggled into him
once more.


"Night night Simon, I love you too!!!!"


My eyes snapped open, but then his breathing was steady as he slept and I
was sure he had been talking in his sleep again. I breathed a sigh of
relief and fell asleep myself.


******


Why is it the last half of a holiday seems to go even faster than the first
half? Or was that me being so absorbed in our time together, and I'm sure
Matt did not notice either, until we got to the last week and then it
became count down time.


The weeks after his birthday were packed with hard work, going out all over
the place and several visits to our bit of the woods as well as every room
in the house. Matt LOVED our physical times and would always be the
instigator of the next fuck about. Mind you he didn't have much opposition!

I think that even as important was our cuddle up times especially on the
couch in the lounge when we were watching tv, listening to music or just
chatting which we did a lot. He would always end up with his head on one of
my thighs playing with me for ages. During that routine I would often pull
him up so we could kiss for a while before he went back down to continue
playing until it was time for bed and then more often than not make full
love before we fell asleep, well actually every night to be honest.


The last day was dreadful not that we tried to show it because neither of
us wanted to seem too upset. We never made love on that day or night and
was the only time we didn't. We went to bed early and just cuddled in not
saying a word. We were all packed ready to leave very early the next
morning, in fact 1am as I wanted to drive through the night.

I woke about 10 and found Matt awake as well. I kissed him and he held onto
me as tightly as he could.


"Shall we get up and go Matt?" He did not answer for a long time and I just
waited for him to make up our minds.


"I guess so. Lets have a bath first please." I kissed him once more
thinking this would be the last time in my bed ever. I forced myself to get
out and went to run a bath. We cuddled up in it for a while and then washed
one another but even that was a half hearted affair. Breakfast was crap but
eventually we were ready to leave. He looked round one last time and smiled
at me but with tears pouring down his face.

"Come on sweet man, lets get the hell out." We cuddled in close and
hard. "I know this is a bit shit right now but there is so much for you to
look forward to as well Matt, and your future. You will be fine I promise."
I kissed him once more and led the way out to the car. I did not let him
see my own tears and angrily wiped them away before I got in and started
up.


We were both fully dressed and there would be no hand in pants or any thing
physical, we sat there trying to talk but there were long gaps and both of
us could not wait to get back to Scotland.


At least when I finally stopped outside his home the tension went as Matt
and I were greeted by the family and it was a really lovely time as Matt
talked his head off about his holiday and showing them a few hundred photos
on his new computer that he had down loaded from his phone. He kept the
naughty ones in another file which was password protected!


It really was a lovely time and both Matt and I were happy and I was sure
that now he was back with his family he would not be so upset when I left
as he had been when we drove away from my home. There were no embarrassing
moments when it was time for bed, it was just accepted and we made such
beautiful love when we got into his bunk. It was great fun made even more
so as we had to keep the noise down and quietly laughed our heads off.


I had packed and put my bag in the E Type and then went back upstairs where
Matt was waiting for me to say our private goodbyes. I could have got into
any acting company as I told him it had been so enjoyable having him
stay. We both thanked one another smiling and joking all the time. OH it
was all so light hearted, SO funny! And SO fucking false.


I cuddled and kissed the family goodbye and after slapping Matt on the back
in a macho way, I "cheerfully" got into my car waving and smiling all the
time. I started up, slammed it into first gear and drove off leaving burnt
tyre marks behind me even though I had forgotten to take the hand break
off.


When I got back home after a miserable drive, I stripped the bed and put
everything into the wash. That set would be the only one I would use from
now on. Stupid? Maybe but I would have something of Matt every time I went
to bed and of course I would see him on video calls which we would make
twice a week.


******


Thank God I was committed to my work, that helped me no end and I spent
even more time studying the big finance corporations, stock markets and all
the investment companies who were central to my investments on behalf of my
clients. I went to London to meet two potential clients and signed both up
by the time the meetings were over.

I needed physical time as well and would go for a run through the wood
everyday. Of course I would often stop off at the copse and smile as I
looked at the spot where I had first made love to Matt. The tree he leaned
on as I slipped into him, the same tree when he did the same to me. I would
then run back as fast as I could and then spend an hour in my gym working
myself hard, too hard as I was becoming more muscular which I did not want.


The video calls to Matt were ok I guess. We would chat for half an hour
when I would have to appear as happy as he was. His face was a picture as
he smiled over the air waves telling me all about his life and planning to
go to catering collage when he left school. Before we cut the call, Matt
would kiss his pendant and then blow me one. I returned the kiss and that
was it until the next time. I would look at the blank screen and tried to
come to terms with the fact Matt was settled and looking to the future. I
was happy for him and knew as time went by I would grow up and let him go!
But then two things happened on the same day and one of them confirmed to
me Matt had indeed moved on.


A client called Mr Ayo Buhari had been with me for a year. He was South
African and had lived with his wife and son in London for about five
years. He rang me on this particular day inviting me to his home at 2pm to
meet his son and look at his finances and take him through possible
investments. It would turn out to be an interesting meeting.

It was the same day that Matt and I were due to meet on line but as I would
be back home late I called him at 9am before I had to drive to London. I
knew that Matt was off school because it was closed due to a central
heating break down, that's why I could make the call and waited to see if
he was in his bedroom. He came on smiling as usual. I explained why I had
called and we settled down to chat which as usual was a happy one and no
signs from Matt that he was suffering like I was and still missing him
dreadfully, that was until I noticed the screen vibrate. Matt's bunk bed
was on top of the work station and the whole unit was fixed together. It
was obvious someone was in the bunk and moving about, Matt took no notice
and carried on chatting away. I couldn't concentrate too well and I thanked
my luck when the phone rang which was from another client. We said a quick
goodbye and closed the call.

I chatted to my caller and promised I would look at the investment he
thought would be to his advantage. We said goodbye and I got myself ready
to drive to London.


I rang the door bell right on time and when it opened I just stood with my
mouth open as I took in the sight of the most beautiful black man I had
EVER seen. He was simply stunning.

"Hello, you must be Simon, I'm Chika welcome to our home." He held his hand
out which I took and did not want to let go. I was looking a man about my
age and the same height. He had a very trim body dressed in jeans and a
yellow short sleeve T shirt. His arms were hairless and showing beautiful
biceps, not developed by workouts, just natural. I guessed the rest of him
was as equally fantastic. He led the way to a room which turned out to be
the lounge with me looking at a very firm bum and me certainly enjoying my
visit and of course wondering if?


"I must apologise, my father has been delayed but will join us
soon. Perhaps you would like tea or coffee while we go through this lot
Simon?" He motioned for me to sit near a coffee table that had with a few
papers on it. I asked for a coffee and when he bought it told me a bit
about himself and what all this was about. It turned out he was a medical
student qualifying to become a doctor. He had received an inheritance from
his late grandmother and his father had insisted he invest most of it which
was £10,000 and why I was there.

I looked at the papers and smiled, not only were we the same age, we also
shared the same birthday, 28th July. I told Chika who smiled back. "Well at
least that's one thing we have in common Simon." I wondered if we had
anything else.

Mr Buhari came in and after greetings and handshakes we got down to
business which didn't take long, I knew exactly where to put it and after
approval from dad and therefore Chika he wrote a cheque which included my
commission for setting it all up. It was a pleasant meeting with two
charming clients and during the whole time Chika kept looking at me and
smiling which I had no problem returning.

It was all done and I thought it was all over and I would go home until
Chika invited me to stay and go to his room for a chat.


He led the way into his beautifully furnished room which included a massive
king sized bed. I looked at him and waited, I knew what was coming.

"Simon, I don't think I have got this wrong and I'm sure we have something
else in common. like being gay?" He came to me and we wrapped arms around
one another and kissed with a great deal of pleasure. If Matt had moved on,
I could as well, after all he was only a kid. Yes, it was time to close
that chapter, remember the wonderful times and experience other wonderful
times.

Chika took me to his huge bed and we laid down still kissing, BUT.....,
something was different, I was still soft.


I don't know if people believe in divine intervention, I had not thought
about it at all until my mobile rang and rang. I excused myself and took it
out of my pocket. I opened it, it was Matt which annoyed me big time, the
bugger knew I was with a client, not that he would know in what way
now. Before I connected the call I looked at Chika as he remained on his
back with a massive hard on hidden in his jeans.


"I TOLD you I would be with a client Matt!" As soon as it came out I
regretted it.


"Simon it's not Mathew, its Mary and I'm using his phone. I am so sorry to
call you like this but please call me when you can sweetheart, Mathew is in
big trouble and I need to talk to you, please call when you can, I will
stay up all night if I have too. I have to go." The phone went dead and I
was in shear panic. What the fuck had happened! Was he ill, had an
accident, in trouble with the police, missing? But I did not have the home
phone number so I would have to go back to my place and phone from there,
it was obvious I couldn't call Matt's phone. Thoughts flashed through my
head and was sure he wasn't in any physical distress because Mary would
just say. No, this was something else and to be honest I could not even
come close to thinking what it could be, but for Mary to call me, I knew
there was a massive problem.


Chika insisted he would drive me to Waterloo and all the way telling me he
hoped we could meet up again. "We have unfinished good times Simon and I
already know they will be." I had to lie telling him my nephew's son was
very ill and was in a very serious condition. I almost got it right as it
turned out.


I should have used the commission I had just been paid taking a taxi home
but then I did not know the train would be an hour late getting into
Farnborough and by the time the local taxi dropped me off I was a fucking
wreck.

I dumped Chika's file on my desk and sat looking at the phone, not wanting
to pick it up. I looked at Matt's chair that was still next to mine and
then moved over and sat on it.

I picked the phone up and dialled and after I had pushed the last number, I
closed my eyes and waited.


"Hello? Is that you Simon?"


" Yes Mary, its Simon."

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See you in the last chapter and once again thanks for the many contacts,
its been great.


winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk