******The characters in this story are over the age of 18 and are fictional*******
Chapter 8
It had been a long week, but it was finally Friday. For school, I had a huge project to finish which took up most of my time. And on top of that, I still had to work. Which didn't give me any time to spend with Matthew. Thankfully we were able to keep in touch over phone calls and Xbox voice chat during the week. It had been a week since I fucked him and the first thing I asked him the next day was how he was feeling. He told me he was sore but other than that he was fine. He figured it would be something he would get used to. Which made me happy because he was willing to do things for me that he hadn't done before. Matthew was beginning to explore his sexuality.
Our relationship was still young but it was growing. Thinking back on it, I never expected to be with him. When I blew him that one day, I expected it to be a one and done. We would both walk our separate ways. But everything changed the day he sent the text asking me to come back for a second blowjob. Then came the confession later which launched us into a relationship. It was the best relationship I had ever been in. The two of us were madly in love with each other and Matthew was getting used to being with another man. So used to it that he has mentioned to me that we should move in together. Moving out was already on my mind, I had been putting money aside for it. And moving in with Matthew sounded like a great idea, but I felt it was a bit too fast. I wanted to move in together when we were both sure of our love. And after he met my parents.
During the week, I had spoken to my parents about Matthew. They were both happy for me and were looking forward to meeting him. My mother's first question was if he ate meat. Which I assured her that he did. Them being eager to meet him gave me hope for a positive introduction.
It was 7:35 p.m. when I finally left the depot where my father's trucks were stored. He had to leave and left me in charge until the guys were done. Today was a big day as we did a lot of places at the same time and we only had three trucks to pick up trash. Thankfully, it was over and I was so tired.
I had told my father that I would be staying over with Matthew. Which is where I was heading after work. The drive wasn't rough so I had arrived at his house a couple minutes before 8. I grabbed my backpack and walked up to his porch. Before I was able to knock the door opened up and there stood Matthew wearing grey basketball shorts and a blue tank top. He greeted me with a smile and brought me in. The second the door closed, his lips were already on mine. Our hands naturally wrapped around each other as we kissed and went deeper into his living room.
When we reached the kitchen, we stopped kissing and I saw the dinner table made and full of food. "I figured you'd like to try some Indian food?"
I smiled at him, "Of course, I'm tired and hungry.
The two of us sat at the table where he served me some soda. It felt good for some reason. My boyfriend went out to buy food and set up his table for us. The two of us served ourselves the food then Matthew sat down at the chair next to me.
"So, um, how was your day?" he said.
I let out a small laugh.
"What?" he frowned.
"Nothing, it's just cute to see you this way."
He smiled, "I see. I just want to make you feel good."
"I do feel good being with you, Matthew," my hand reached over to grab his.
The two of us ate while we talked. I told him about my day and my tiring week. He told me about what he did during the week. He mentioned that his mother was going to be out this weekend. Which is why we had the house to ourselves.
When we were done eating, I helped clean the table and wash the dishes. Then we went into his room. I closed the door and opened up my backpack, "So I got you something."
"Oh really? I don't have a gift for you," he frowned.
"That's fine, it isn't a gift exchange," from my backpack I took out two pairs of Andrew Christian briefs that I had purchased for him. One was red with a blue trim and the other was entirely white. I handed them to him and he smiled, "Are these Andrew something briefs?"
I gave him a nod.
"Want me to model them for you?"
"Of course," Matthew stepped into his bathroom then I sat down on his bed. A minute later, the door opened and Matthew stepped out wearing only the white briefs. He slowly turned around allowing me to get a full view of them on him. They were snug on him and made his bulge so appetizing. His butt looked amazing in them as well.
"You like?"
"I do, do you like them?"
"A bit snug but I can get used to them," he backed into the bathroom and closed the door. A quick change later, he walked out wearing the red ones with the blue trim. Once again he spun around allowing me to get the view then he walked towards me. He stood before me looking down at me. My hands wrapped around his waist and I brought him down to me. We locked lips and began to kiss. He climbed onto the bed resting his knees to my sides. His butt hung just above my thighs where my hands slid down to cup his cheeks.
We stopped kissing, "I love these, thank you."
I smiled, "No problem, I'm glad you loved them."
"Let me give you something back," he climbed off of me and got down between my knees. I placed my hands behind me to hold myself up as he unzipped my pants. The flaps opened and his hand rubbed my member through the fabric of my pink Andrew Christian briefs. Within seconds, my member had grown to full erection and was now out of my briefs. Matthew lowered his head and slipped my cut cock into his warm mouth. Slowly, he moved his head up and down with his lips tightly wrapped around the shaft. His left hand cupped my balls and began to play with them. Soft moans began to escape my mouth as he worked the shaft then went up to the tip. Which caused me to tilt my head back. Then the unexpected happened, Matthew lowered his head all the way down and shoved my cock into his throat. I was completely cut off guard but him doing the deep throat. Something he hadn't been good at in the past. But he didn't gag or cough, he held it deep in his throat.
After about thirty seconds, he let go and looked up at me with his red face, "You like that?"
"You've been practicing?"
He reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out a dildo, "I bought this the day we fucked. I used to get better at deepthroating with the plan to fuck myself with it."
Matthew took my cock back into his mouth where he bobbed his head up and down for a solid minute then he lowered his head back down. The fact that he learned to do this so fast with a dildo was amazing. It was further proof that he wanted to do anything for me.
The next couple of minutes, Matthew spent it sucking my dick with the occasional deepthroat. But he did stop, because his jaw was starting to hurt. However, that didn't stop him from kissing me on the lips. Slowly, I rose from the bed. We were now standing up kissing with my hand on his cock and his on mine. But before I went to sucking his dick, I said, "I'm a bit dirty, why don't we go shower?"
