Before I could lose my nerve I ring Matt's doorbell. About a minute of waiting the door opens.

"Hey man." Matt greets me.

"Hey." I answer back.

He steps aside letting me in. The house seems quieter than usual.

"Nobody else is home." He tells me.

That explains it then. It's now or never I tell myself. Taking a deep breath I ready myself as best as I possibly can.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask Matt.

"Brian you can tell me anything." He says honestly.

My legs feel wobbly. Waking over to his couch I sit down. That's probably for the best.

"Ihavefeelingsforyou." I rush out under my breath.

"What did you say? I couldn't hear you." Matt says sitting down next to me.

I keep my gaze on my shoes. I squeeze my hands together. Swallowing the lump in my throat I try again.

"I have feelings for you." I mumble.

Matt's POV:

"I have feelings for you." Brian mumbles.

I swear the room started spinning. In that moment I was glad to be sitting down. This has to be a dream.

"Seriously?" I question.

Brian's head falls. Oh no. He doesn't understand. You need to explain it to him.

I reach over grasping his chin. Instead of talking I'm going to show him. Leaning in my lips collide with Brian's.

My tongue shoves its way into his mouth. He tastes like Marlboro cigarettes and mint gum. His tongue brushes against mine.

They battle for dominance. Reaching down I grab the hem of his T-shirt. We break apart long enough for the shirts to be removed from our bodies.

I grab his belt. My fingers fumble with the buckle. He helps me out. Together we tear it from the loops. The button and zipper are rapidly undone.

We lips separate so we can breathe. My hands roam the expanse of his glorious tan chest. He stands to push his pants down.

I had no idea Brian went commando. His cock is a sight to behold. He holds good hand out. I take it and he pulls me to my feet.

My basketball shorts and boxers hit the ground. I step out of them. Brian dies the same with his pants.

"Let's take this up to my room."

Grabbing Brian's hand in mine I lead him to my room. The door shuts behind us. I toss Brian onto the bed.

"Just fuck me special.." He whines.

"You need prep..." I start.

"I've fucked myself every night with a dildo picturing that it was you." Brian confesses.

Climbing on the bed I flip Brian onto his back. I grab the lube from under my pillow. Clicking open the call I squirt it all over my dick then all around his rosebud.

He wraps his legs around my waist. Our eyes meet. There isn't any doubt or questions in Brian's eyes. All I see is lust swimming in those beautiful brown orbs. He tells me he's ready.

I thrust my hips forward. Brian is tight around the head of my cock. I wait for him to adjust.

Once I'm sure Brian's okay I thrust a little deeper. Then it's a waiting game. By the third thrust I'm almost fully sheathed.

Brian nods letting me know it's time to take it all the way home. My member slides the last few inches in. My balls hit Brian's ass.

It fucking blissfully tight. I bite my lip trying desperately not to pound Brian's asshole. He rolls his hips against mine. I'm a goner.

There was no possible way I could take this slow. My hands seek his hips. They're perfect for me to hold on tp.

Sliding Brian off my cock I slam him back down. A pleasure cry falls from his lips. That's right. Brian bites his lip.

"Don't hold back let me hear you." I moan repeating the action a second time.

Our pelvises slam together. Brian doesn't try to keep his enjoyment to himself. Neither do I.

I know my hands are bruising in their grip. It doesn't matter. The only focus is Brian and my own bodies coming together for the first time.

Never had I known it could feel this good. A part of me doubted it ever would with anyone else. Brian was special.

That familiar tightening draws my balls up. I hold off. Reaching down I take Brian's dick in my hand.

It's throbbing erectly under my touch. I stroke up and down, up and down twisting my wrist and squeezing exactly how I like it when I jerk off. Brian's grunts.

"Baby I'm so close." He murmurs.

My nails take across his tip and he losses it.

"Matt!" He screams shooting his seed all over my hand.

"Brian!" I holler following right behind him.

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