Dirty Visual

“Come on Brian you need to eat honey. You have to regain your strength before we can go home.” Michelle held the spoon up to Brian’s mouth once again but the man refused.

“This hospital food tastes like shit; get it away from me Shelly.” Brian nearly shoved the food away. It had been two weeks since he was in the hospital and Michelle had been by his side the whole time. Matt had visited a few times and showed him some random items that he couldn’t remember for his life.

“Well you get out in an hour so just eat it Brian!” She snapped causing Brian to draw back. The doctor said he had memory loss but he surely remembered Michelle cheating on him three weeks ago. Little did he know it’s not 2006 anymore? Brian sneered at her.

An hour later the doctor released him into Michelle’s care. Brian still had a hard time to get around because of his ribs. He would for the next few months. When they pulled up to an apartment building Brian looked at Michelle like she was crazy. “Why are we here?”

“Don’t you remember silly?” Michelle looked at him with a smile. “We decided to move after we patched things up babe.”

Brian shook his head and followed her inside. They had to have moved, they had the same furniture as before. Brian sighed and put his hospital bag down. He really needed to call Matt. Brian pulled the number Matt had given him out of his pocket and typed it into the phone Michelle had given him.

“Hey Matt its me I need some time away from Shelly can you come get me?” Brian grabbed a random piece of mail off of the counter and read it. He rattled off the address to Matt and hung up after he agreed.

They went out to dinner together for the first time in years; if only Brian knew that it hadn’t really been that long since they had spent time together. “So have you remembered anything?”

Brian took a bite of his steak and set his fork down. Slowly he chewed and thought the question over. “Not much. I remember stuff like Michelle cheating but then she tells me we got back together and I forgave her and that we moved into an apartment. She even said Val got custody of Jared. Are you taking good care of him Matt?”

“Brian a lot has changed since you have had memory loss buddy. I am not with Val anymore and a lot of other things the doctor says I can’t tell you have happened. He wants you to remember on your own but I can tell you that Shelly is lying to you.” Matt tried to explain to his friend.

“About what?” Brian wondered. He had finished nearly all of his dinner and pushed his plate away.

“You and her split up Brian.” Matt stated looking into Brian’s eyes.

“I know and we made up.” Brian stated looking at Matt like he’s dumb.

“No you didn’t; you left her for good. She took off and has now come back after you got into an accident and can’t remember it.” Matt stated crossing his arms trying to make a point.

“Why are you lying to me Matt? First it was with that cruel joke a few weeks ago with that dude and now this. My wife wouldn’t lie to me!” Brian stood and yelled.

“She’s not your wife Brian!” Matt pulled a folded up piece of paper out of his pocket, opened it and handed it to Brian. “This is a copy of your divorce record, she’s not your wife anymore and you are believing all of her lies.”

“You’re lying. Matt, take me home. You’re lying.” Brian whispered to himself until they got back into Matt’s truck. Before he got out Brian stated. “Quit lying to me Matt. I figured as my best friend you would tell the truth! But I can’t trust you.”

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Matt went home and sat back in his favorite chair. Mattie had gotten Kage to take a nap and came over to sit in his lap. Matt held onto his friend’s hips for comfort and pulled him down for a kiss. Mattie complied. Their tongues joined the battle for a few minutes before Matt stood and carried them to the bedroom.

Mattie slowly stripped off Matt’s shirt and threw it across the room. Matt leaned him against the wall while doing the same. He unbuttoned Mattie’s pants and pulled his erect dick free. Matt sat him down for a minute just to strip the rest of their clothes and then sat back on the couch he had in his bedroom. Mattie went to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and lube, showing them to Matt. Silently asking if they would be needed; Matt nodded. Oh yes would they ever be needed.

Mattie straddled the other mans thighs and threw down the items next to them. They shared a few tongue filled kisses as their hips ground together, creating friction.

Matt had grabbed the bottle of lube and opened it with a quiet pop from the cap. He slicked his fingers, warmed them up and then snuck them around Mattie's hip. The younger man moaned at the cool feeling of the lube against his entrance. Or maybe it was from Matt engulfing his entire prick in one go.

Bobbing his head in time with his fingers Matt made sure his lover was fully stretched. He slowly added a second and third finger into Mattie as he sucked at the hard cock in front of him. Mattie moaned out when the fingers were taken from him, he grabbed the condom, ripped it open and spread it down Matt’s length. Matt lubed his dick with the remains on his hand.
Mattie hovered over him as Matt steadied his dick. He sunk down, slowly. Both men moaned out, Mattie in pain, Matt in pleasure. Slowly Matt began moving his hips. Thrusting up into his lover slightly; Mattie’s pace picked up after a while. Once the pain had stopped for the most part he lifted himself up and began to ride the taller man.

Matt's hands found Mattie's hips, gripping tightly with his head thrown back. Moans escaping his lips along with pants; Mattie yelled out when his prostate was pegged.

Matt couldn’t take it anymore, he had to move. He grabbed Mattie by the hips and picked him up, dick still inside, he walked them to the bed. He kneeled and lay down on top of his lover, spreading Mattie's legs. His hips picked up their pace, Mattie's head was thrown back against the bed, constant moans coming from his lips. Matt couldn’t take it; he gripped his lover’s dick and began pumping. He was close, so fucking close. He lost it; heat flooded his body, his muscles tightened as he came. Mattie followed seconds later.

Mattie had is head in the crook of Matt’s neck a little while later. Matt had cleaned them up and climbed into bed with Mattie. The smaller man was sure cuddly; Matt couldn’t see a problem with that fact as he brushed the thick locks of hair resting on his chest, with his fingers.

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