Eric and Matt
by: Art I. Fex luxlupus7@yahoo.com
Part One
WARNING: Stories of this nature have been known to cause perspiration, increased heart-rate, dry eyes, salivation, penile erections and semen leakage. It has also been reported that homophobes that read beyond this paragraph were strongly offended and had an increased risk of red-ass, erectile dysfunction, and other unpleasant side affects. Also, if you are younger than the prescribed age, you may suffer from confusion, wet dreams, and an insatiable need to masturbate...oh, that's already there. Sorry.
Part One
So, my name's Eric. I consider myself a pretty attractive guy, at least that's what other people say, and they're the best judges, right? I spend some time working on my body, but I don't go to a professional gym. My job doesn't hurt my build either, so I guess that balances it out. I'm about 180 pounds and something like 5'7" tall. I have a muscular build, dark eyes, and dark, closely cropped hair.
I've had some experiences with guys and girls throughout my life, starting in my mid teens. That made for some interesting times! Well, I'm in my mid twenties now, and there's this one guy that I know that seems to stand out in my world more so than all the others. Matt.
I first met Matt about a year and a half ago, at a Superbowl party that I went to with a buddy of mine named Kevin. Kevin's friend, Tyler, tagged along with us, and he knew Matt because he had played football with him when they went to school together. Matt is like a Roman god judging from his looks. He's around six foot four, and close to two-hundred twenty pounds of shear muscle. Unlike some guys, who act all like they're big shit and everything, Matt acts tough because he is, and most people do what he says without him having to repeat himself. Despite this, he doesn't make a habit of being an asshole to people or shoving them around. In fact, he has a sound, quiet demeanor most of the time. I guess he just doesn't feel that he has to prove anything. That is unless you mess with him, but I've never seen anyone stupid enough to pull that stunt yet! He's a very handsome guy, most of the girls want him, and the guys that don't still can't deny that they admire him. His skin is darkly tanned, and his hair is dark as well, I believe he owes some of his heritage to Hispanics or Native Americans. His mannerisms remind me of some military guys I've met, always well kept and tidy with an air of strength and assurance. Needless to say, I was hot for him the moment I saw him.
Kevin and I don't have a whole lot in common, but there was one quality that we do share, we both like guys. So he knew that I enjoyed guys too, mainly because me and Kevin do things occasionally. Tyler is not much of a close friend to me, but he likes to get head from Kevin too, so Kevin is basically what brings us together. I basically don't see much of Tyler unless he is with Kevin or something. It all started with Kevin when we met at a building supply place where he worked, shortly after I myself had been hired. He's a little younger than me, and even though we're buds, I have to say he isn't always the sharpest tool in the shed, but he seems like a good person, so I guess that is what counts more in his favor. Me and Kevin are pretty different for sure, he's more of the thin, lithe skater guy that does crazy shit on skateboards and stuff. Kevin has an offbeat since of humor and seemed to like me, and we hit it off. We'd hang out at his place a lot, and I stayed there from time to time. Eventually, one thing led to another, and I ended up getting him to give me head. He liked it too, he'd do it whenever I asked, no questions. I'd give him hand jobs, and sometimes I'd suck him off too, which he loved. He later told me that he had done it for other guys while he was in high-school, but most of them had not returned the favor.
Tyler, on the other hand, is a big guy, his body is really built, long blond hair, kinda reminds me of a heavy metal rocker or something. Too bad he's kind of an ass hole, but we manage. We don't always get along just perfectly, but the one time he gave me trouble, he saw my other side and knew I wasn't gonna take shit from him, and there hasn't been a problem since then. He lives in Kevin's neighborhood, and that's how I met him. Kevin told me that he had given Tyler head, but Tyler doesn't do things back.
One time, I was at Kevin's house, and Tanner was there too. I had crashed on the sofa while watching TV, but when I woke up, I saw that the two of them weren't there. I thought I heard some noise coming from Kevin's room, so I sneaked over to the door and listened. I could hear mostly indistinct noises, but enough to make me positive that Kevin was sucking Tyler off. I just made my way back to the sofa and watched TV as I waited. Finally, Tyler comes out and is in the living room with me, looking for his jacket before he leaves. I just casually looked asked,
"So, did Kevin take good care of ya?"
He stopped in his tracks with a scared expression on his face as he stammered out,
"Don't say nothin about this, it's nothin!"
"Chill, I'm not planning on telling anyone, me and Kevin do the same thing."
After that, Tyler still isn't real close to me, but at least he doesn't cause any trouble.
Later on, Kevin told me that Tyler isn't exactly a hit with the chicks, so he patronizes Kevin when he strikes out. He also said that Tyler is not extremely gifted in the 'size' department, but isn't tiny really. It looks a lot smaller on him because he is around 6' tall and well built, so it looks even smaller than it is probably.
So, I'm with these two headin out to have a good time for the Superbowl, not really expecting anything significant to happen though. When we reached the party, however, I was introduced to Matt. He looked me over like he was sizing me up, but was also very polite. When our hands clasped in our handshake, I could feel how strong his grip was, and a shock-wave seemed to move up my arm and down my back as I looked into his friendly eyes. I was instantly drawn into him, good looking guy, set with built muscles that seem to advertise the amount of time he must dedicate to exercising. Unlike some guys, however, he didn't seem stuck up or terribly cocky or full of himself. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy.
I spent some time hangin out, watching the game and just chillin with the guys. After a while, he came over and we talked. He was pretty easy to talk to, I felt pretty comfortable with him as a person. In the course of our conversation, he asked if I liked to work out. I told him I do, then went on to ask him about his workout, 'cause it was obvious that he must have a pretty rigid routine. He told me I looked like I was in good shape, and to hear that from someone like him made me feel good inside. Our conversation eventually turned to sports, namely football and his past football days.
I was hot for him right away, he was huge and built, but not like a genetic experiment or something, and he always has a strong air of confidence, very sure footed and secure with himself. Throughout the evening, everyone mostly mingled with the other guests and made small talk. In the course of the evening, several chicks approached Matt, and he was kidding around with all the guys too. I really wanted to talk to him again later, but I was inwardly shocked to find out he had managed to leave the party without me noticing. I asked some of the guys about him, and Tyler said he went to high school with him, and played football with him. It became obvious that he was the big man on campus, and it wasn't hard to see why.
A few months later, I was in Matt's area, and I hooked up with Tyler and Kevin again. We were just out driving when Tyler says,
"Look there's some cars at Matt's, maybe he's having a party or somethin."
So we stopped by and ended up hanging out with a bunch of guys and a couple of girls. Matt has a very nice big house, and his family seemed to have expensive things, a definite switch from my cozy apartment. Most of the people were just sitting there watching a DVD and hanging out. Matt was real friendly and, remembered me from the Superbowl,
"Hey! Good to see you again, you still working out?" he asked, starting up a conversation.
We were just chatting as we hung out with the group until Kevin left the room. I didn't think anything at first, but then he called me out of the room. I left Matt to go find Kevin, and that was when he told me Matt's secret.
"I think Matt likes you", Kevin said in a lower tone.
I wasn't even thinking in that frame of mind, I answered, "Yeah Matt's a nice guy."
Kevin then started explaining away, "No, I mean I've done stuff with Matt, like the stuff that I've done with you and Tyler. Matt likes to do stuff with other guys too, and I bet he wants to do stuff with you."
"What?!" I almost blurted, I had definitely not seen that coming, I couldn't believe what I was hearing!
"Oh, I'm sure," Kevin reaffirmed, "Matt likes to fuck girls AND guys, I have sucked him off a couple of times."
I was still processing everything Kevin was saying, and as he continued I began to view Matt in a whole new light,
"Well, like, if I'm gonna show him I'm interested in him too, how do I go about it without..."
"You see, if Matt likes someone, he tries to get them alone, or he just gets them to stay around after everyone has left. Then he's free to make his moves and see how they respond."
After Kevin finished, I realized how excited I was, I mean this guy is like a fuckin dream to me, and my excitement must've shown 'cause Kevin said quietly so the people in the next room wouldn't hear,
"Dude, I thought that you'd at least be a little nervous!"
"Hell, don't worry 'bout me, I can handle anything." I said trying to contain my excitement. Kevin then whispers,
"He's big too. Like, really big."
"That's even better." I said confidently, but also knowing that Kevin knew what he was talking about, which only made me curious as to what Matt was really packin down there.
We re-entered the room and found our spots. Most were watching the last of the DVD, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of Matt. I loved the broad shoulders, and the defined pecs that tapered down his perfect trunk-like torso. He reminded me of those huge live oaks in the south with their sturdy trunks that support those 'limbs' that are bigger than some other tree's trunks.
As the movie ended, people gradually said their good-bye's and one by one they left. We were left watching David Letterman along with the few others that hadn't left yet, including Tyler and Kevin. Matt got up and moved over closer to me and begins talking about working out and stuff, seeming oblivious to everyone else in the room as he focused on his conversation with me. After a while, he hopped up and said smiling,
"Let's grab a beer," and I followed him into the kitchen. He held out a beer, but I told him I'd just have a soda or juice. He laughs as he digs around and produces a diet Coke, and we continue our chat in the kitchen, all the time I'm getting more excited about being with him, knowing that he obviously has found something in me that he likes, AND he's getting me by myself! He snapped me from my thoughts when he said,
"Come on, I'll show you my gym," and starts leading me down to his basement. I'm beginning to like this picture, but then Tyler, Kevin and another guy I didn't even know tag along with us.
I was thinking 'Shit! Nothin's gonna happen now!', I was pissed. Matt's gym is real nice. It has weights, a treadmill, exercise machine and anything else a guy could want. No wonder he looks so good, he as all these things to work out with! We walked into the room and Matt was standing next to a piece of equiptment, seeming to form an equation, the machine plus work equals HIM. I thought it would have made a good commercial, considering he's more studly than the guy off the Bowflex commercial. He looked up at us with a grin,
"You guys feel welcome to try out the stuff if you like, just make yourselves at home."
I immediately jumped at the chance to take him up on his offer, his stuff was so much better then the junk I'm used to.
I was really starting to enjoy Matt's equipment, some of this stuff I didn't get to use on a regular bases, but I could tell Matt was getting his money's worth out of it for sure. As we progressed with our workout, the room got hot and stuffy. We were probably all thinking the same thing, but Matt was the first to take off his shirt. My eyes became glued to his body, it is simply an awesome site. His muscles are so perfect they're beautiful. I couldn't help but stare at his well defined arms, carved out like they belong to a Greek marble statue, and my eyes trailed over his powerful shoulder to his huge pecs as they bulged under the tension of the weights, accented by the bit of hair that etched out the curve in the center of his chest before spreading wider at the top of his chest. My eyes traveled down his flat belly and to his waist band, leaving to my imagination the rest that lay beneath.
I figured I would give him a show too, after all, Matt may look like a Roman or Greek god, but I'm not too bad myself. I reached down and pulled my shirt over my head, the air hitting my moist skin felt cooler, despite the stuffiness of the room. Matt's eyes seemed to drink in my body as he looked me over, I could tell he was liking what he saw, then he said,
"Man, you've got some serious muscle there."
I acted modest and offered a meager 'thanks'. We continued our work-out for a while longer, and I was fully aware that Matt was checking me out as much as I had checked him out before. I made 'Finding some alone time with Matt' my main objective, maybe then I could see if he really and truly wanted to do something, and we would just set it up for another time.
After a while we were tired and hot, so we decided to head upstairs to get something to drink, and that is when all hell broke loose. I simply grabbed another coke as we were passing through to go watch some TV and cool off, only I drop my Coke on the carpet. (It was an accident, I swear it was!) There was nothing to do really, as it had gone all over the carpet. I mean, most people would grab the Woolite or something, but Matt goes fucking ballistic! He TOTALLY freaked on me as I watched him go from 'Mr. Nice-Guy' to a total asshole, screaming at me for the spilled Coke. I tried to apologize, but was cut off when he yelled,
"YOU ALL GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!"
He was raging big time, and seeing a guy of his stature with that kind of fire in his eyes is pretty terrifying. I thought he was going to kill me, and kill the rest of the guys too just for being there when it happened! We took that as our cue to exit stage right, and we bailed out and took off.
Kevin and Tyler didn't have shit to say in the house, but in the safety of the car they were pissed off with me big-time,
"Shit Eric! Why'd you have to go and do that!? Now Matt's gonna fuckin hate us because YOU went and trashed his carpet!"
"I'm sorry! It's not like I set out to do it on purpose though! What's his problem anyway... ever heard of Woolite? Or Merry Maids?!", I retorted.
Later on, Tyler explained Matt's behavior. A couple years before, Matt had had a party while his folks were away. Unfortunately, the house had gotten wrecked. His parents were livid when they found it, and they came close to kicking Matt out on his ass. So that weekend had been a total disaster for him. It made me feel a little better, knowing that Matt was just trying to protect his interests, but he still didn't have to be an ass about it. I then began to wonder if I had totally blown my chances of getting up with Matt.
A little time passed, but my memory and interest in Matt had not wavered at all. I kept in touch with Kevin, him being closer to Matt and all. After a while, I asked if he had seen Matt. He said he hadn't, but Tyler had. Matt was still pissed. I was disappointed, but couldn't help the feeling I got when I let my mind wander to the mental photo file I had stored away containing all of the images of Matt that seemed to be permanently burned in my brain. A couple months passed, and Kevin went with Tyler to visit Matt. They reported to me afterward that he was cooled off, unfortunately, he had also told them that he never wanted me in his house again.
Time passed until summer was almost ready to draw to a close, and I ended up in Matt's neck of the woods again. I went with Tyler and Kevin to a bar, and to my surprise, I saw none other than Matt there, sitting with a group of his buddies. My stomach tightened at the sight of him, his powerful arms folded on the table in front of him as he leaned heavily upon them, causing them to bulge along with his chest, firmly filling out his short sleeved shirt as the sleeves stretched to accommodate his biceps.
I really wanted to talk to him, but he didn't come over. He simply nodded to me, which I answered with a smile and a wave. That was the extent of our communication and contact throughout my visit. I left with the image of him in all his physical glory on my mind, but no solution as to how to satisfy my desire to get to know him better, not to mention his chiseled body and his apparently legendary cock! On another such trip, I ran into Matt briefly. It was just before Thanksgiving, and I was there with the guys getting a bite to eat. Only this time, Matt was with a hot looking chick. She was dressed nice, and had pretty features that seemed to contrast with Matt's rugged, masculine qualities. They were on their way out the door, but still came by to say speak. Matt was actually in a good mood, and cordially squeezed my shoulder as he spoke,
"Hi, good to see you again."
I felt chills shoot up and down my spine as he squeezed my shoulder, like I could feel his power and strength as if his energy traveled through the connection of his hand on my own body like a circuit.
As he was leaving, he jokingly points to my coke and says, "Don't spill that one!"
Everyone there cracked up as I answered back smiling,
"Don't worry man, I learned my lesson!", which he answered with a wave as he left, a grin on his handsome, tanned face.
Later on in the evening, Tyler told me that the chick with Matt was a hottie from one of the stores at the local mall.
"Yea man, Matt's more than likely going to fuck her tonight, Matt always manages to get what he wants." he continued. As he finished, Kevin and I just look at each other, knowing that he probably wanted ME, but I was wondering if he still did.
After that, it was a while before I went back to Matt's area, but at least I knew that things were clearing up between us. I had become busy with my job and my daily grind, and simply lost track with the other stuff going on. It was then that I got a call from Kevin wanting me to go with him to hang out. I got my things together and went out there and met Kevin and we headed out to a sports bar we knew of. We met up with Tyler after we got there, and were sitting down when we saw Matt approaching us with with a couple of guys. The two guys Matt was with were not bad looking guys, but they still didn't hold a flame to Matt's physical presence. He and his buddies exchanged handshakes with us, and I noted the firm grip he used when he shook my hand firmly, our eyes connecting for a moment as he took a seat at our table next to me. We just sat there shooting the breeze as we watched a shitty basketball game that seemed to drag forever.
Matt let out a sigh that broke our trance from the large wall-mounted flat screen and said, "This sucks, wanna head over to my place and chill out there?"
We all readily agreed, and as I was getting ready to stand up, Matt playfully elbows me and says, "Now, you be good this time."
I just laughed and said, "I promise, NO accidents."
It was six of us, me, Matt, Kevin, Tyler, and a guy named Paul, and some other guy I didn't know. Paul was from a nearby town, and I think they were both military guys, judging from their appearance, but not sure what branch or anything like that. Both of them are good looking guys for sure, and the guy with Paul was the particularly well built one out of the two. I figured that Matt was probably interested in them as well, they seemed to match his type of guys near as I could tell. We sat around, watching TV, then switched to playing video games. Tyler had some weed and rolled a couple of joints, but Matt told us to smoke it outside. Tyler, Kevin, Paul and me went out back to share a joint. It was crazy, and it was freezing outside!
Kevin and Tyler decided they were gonna leave, because Tyler had to work the next day. Paul and I said our goodbyes and went into the house to warm up. Once we got in and sat down, we realized that Matt and the other guy are not there. We just kinda dismissed it, although we were probably already thinking the same thing. We sat down and got more comfortable and talked, but were suddenly interupted when we heard movement upstairs, like someone is walking around or something.
"They must be chillin up there." Paul said casually, but the way he stared at the ceiling alluded to his further thoughts. I wondered if they were going at it, but decided not to mention it. We picked up on our conversation and Paul just kept talking about Matt. I agreed that Matt is a really cool guy, but Paul seemed to be really obsessed with the guy. Paul had been looking me over before, and considering his large amount of interest in Matt, I figured he might go for me too. I decided to test the waters, and simply made a little joke about what Matt might REALLY be doing up there with that other guy. Paul just sat there for a minute, looking at me, then his expression changed to a sort of embarrassed look as he seemed to look for something to say.
I saved him the trouble, "Don't worry man, I'm cool with it, and I don't mind having a little fun myself. So there's no reason to be embarrassed or upset." I said lightly, trying to not make him feel cornered or uneasy.
He seemed to relax again and we continued to talk, and as we chatted, I move over and let my arm drape over his nice shoulders. He didn't seem to have any objections to our closeness, and within a few minutes, there was a tension between us that needed to be relieved, but it was a good kind.
"Why don't we head up stairs ourselves?" I suggested, and he eagerly lead the way.
We passed a closed door, and I heard some indistinct noises on the other side, nothing I could make out anyway. I was dead curious, but didn't want to spy either, that might piss Matt off more than spilled coke for all I knew! So the two of us went to another room. We found one down the hall, but it had a bed and not much else.
"Spare room I guess?" I muttered as we entered the room.
"Well, all we need is the bed, right?" Paul said with a grin on his handsome face.
Paul came in and closed the door behind him as I turned to pull him into a tight embrace. He wraps his arms around me as well. As he hugged me, he whispered,
"You've got a real nice body," as he moved his hands up my upper arms to squeeze my broad shoulders.
I smiled at the look he had on his face as he examined me, moving his hands over my pecs and around to my back,
"I'll show you more than that..." I said quietly as I slowly crossed my arms over and pealed my shirt over my torso and head, exposing my upper half to his hungry eyes, and he seemd to like what he saw.
I bent my arms up, fists clenched towards my head flexing for him, and he takes the opportunity to grab me up and begin feeling my muscles, squeezing hard, though his fingers barely made a dent in them. I was enjoying myself, and let my arms fall down around him, pulling him up close to me. As our bodies met and our warm skin rubbed together, I felt the ridge of his hard cock against my own six inch 'beer can' as I've heard people call it...or scream it as was the case a couple times.
I led him over to the bed and leant him back so I could get to his pants. He watched as my fingers worked to undo his pants and begin pulling them down, the excitement shown through his eyes only served to egg me on. I looked down to see his now exposed cock. It was pretty nice, slightly longer, but not nearly as thick as mine. Paul fidgeted with anticipation as my tongue lapped at the base of his pole, working it's way up to where his large cock helmet was pulsing as if ready to explode. I let my tongue twirl underneath his frenulum as my mouth reached the end, and his whole body shuddered as he let out an audible sigh, letting his head recline against the headboard. He was really beginning to enjoy that, and when I took him in my mouth, his hips bucked up towards my face as he tried to fuck my mouth, but I moved up and down with his thrusts, keeping in not much more than the head. I put my hands on his hips firmly holding him as I took my time, slowly moving my hot mouth down to swallow him inch by inch, and he just about couldn't stand it! I moved my hand over from his hip to rub and squeeze his balls as my tongue caressed his hardness. It wasn't long before he began grunting in a low voice, and I swallowed him down the root, and that was it for him. His hands moved gently to hold onto my neck and head as he made small, spastic thrusts with his hips, shooting a pretty nice size load down my throat. I sucked him a few second more after he came down, and came off his sensitive cock head with a 'pop' that made him jump as he laughed quietly out of breath.
"Damn, that was nice, very nice." he said in a raspy low voice. "Do I get a turn at yours?"
I laughed at the thought, "Yea sure, I guess you can suck me off." I answered jokingly.
Paul smiled as I plopped on the bed next to him, and his hands made their way down my chest to my stomach, then wrapped around my rigid cock. My balls hung down low as he slowly pulled on my cut tool, then his mouth engulfed first one ball, then the other. I felt the breath leave my chest as his hot mouth sucked on my balls and his soft tongue licked at them. After several minutes of this, my throbbing member was aching for the same treatment. I gently guided his head up and his eyes met mine as he dove in, his lips gliding down until his nose was buried up in my pubes. I let out a quiet moan as his head began to bob up and down rhythmically sucking on the head making it swell before sliding down to the base again, letting his tongue push firmly on the thick vein on the underbelly. I watched as my dick disappeared and reappeared, feeling the cool air hit it on the upstroke, and feeling the warmth and softness of his mouth and throat as he swallowed it up again. He began to moan as he'd reach the bottom, and it was driving me wild, but I was holding off as long as I could. Finally, his hands felt their way up to my pecs, then down to my hips, and he started sucking real good.
"Paul, flip around." I said in a coarse whisper.
He happily smiled around my cock before coming off and putting his head down and feet towards my head. We laid on our sides and I got another shot at his nice cock. I concentrated on sucking his cock, and not him sucking mine. His hands ran over my thighs and he began sucking harder as he got closer to his second climax. He began to thrust, but I got hold of his hips and controlled how fast and deep I sucked. He groaned as I slowly sucked his cock, it pulsing wildly in my mouth until he shot again.
I was getting real close myself, and after letting him slide from my mouth, I grunted,
"Uhh man I'm about to blow..."
And it was at that moment he turned me on my back and began sucking the head while rapidly stroking my rod with one hand, and squeezing my balls with the other. The last second before I shot, he pulled his mouth off and I sent several wads of cum onto his scrunched up face, but I could tell his was grinning, the rest of my cock juice drained over his hand and down his wrist. It didn't bother me, but I guess after I came down a little, he saw my questioning look and he said good-naturedly,
"Heh, I like the cock, but not as crazy about the taste of cum."
We laid there for a long time, just being close and talking a bit, then he says he has to go home because he has duty in the morning. We say an affectionate good bye, then he leaves. Not long after Paul leaves, I hear the door to the other room open, and there was some noise in the hall as Matt and the other guy talk. After I heard the front door of the house slam, I moved over to look out the window and see them get into a car and drive away. I just got dressed and headed back down stairs figuring Matt would drop him off and be right back. I waited and waited, and when it was nearly dawn, and he still had not come back. I then realized that I was alone in someone else's house, and it would be pretty hard to explain, not to mention awkward if his folks or someone else besides Matt came home, and I definitely didn't need any more trouble! I figured I better head, so I made the bed and cleaned up, made the room look EXACTLY the way it did when me and Paul had come in, I didn't want to do anything to piss Matt off again! I left the house and had no where else to go, so I stopped for coffee and made the long drive over the mountains and home. It was a strange trip, I mean at least I got some action, but what I still really wanted, was Matt.