Who You Think About in Bed

It started out with a simple harmless glance. Matt started to notice how much he enjoyed being around this person and made a point of doing it more often. Then one day he started noticing things. What a great smile, amazing eyes, nice ass and just over all joyful personality.

Matt didn't think much of it until he woke up one night sweat coating his skin and his cock trying to tear through his boxers. That night everything changed all because of a dream.

For months and months he tried to focus on other things however his mind would wonder right back to that dream.

He couldn't take it, even a single second longer and he was going to lose his mind; he thought to himself. What would others think? He questioned. He was M Shadows people were going to talk shit anyways so to hell with other's opinions or any one would try to talk him out of doing what needed to be done. He didn't care what anybody else thought anymore. A part of Matt knew that if something didn't happen he was going to go insane.

Matt's feet made fast work of taking him where he had to go without giving him time to change his mind.

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