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While Matthew quietly sat in the dark, Gordon sat up and covered himself.
"What ... are you doing in my room? Why didn't you tell me you were there!"
"I know what you did ... last Saturday."
"What ... are you talking about?"
"I saw you on the street corner with that guy ...."
"You ... followed me?"
That night, Gordon had met up with a male prostitute.
"I lied about the rent. I spent it."
"So?"
"I don't like to deceive people. I don't like to owe money either."
"Matthew, I don't care about the money ...."
"I know you like me. You're always staring at my body. The guys in the house think you're gay ...."
"What ... do you want?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you going to tell everyone?"
"How predictable ... the typical closet case. You're only concerned about your image."
"How much money ... do you want?"
In his mind, Gordon saw his reputation start to crumble like a house of cards.
"I don't want your money, Gordon. At least not that way ...."
* * * * *
Matthew wasn't the typical student at the university. He grew up in the States from a small town in Georgia. Despite being rejected by every other college that he applied to, he somehow managed to get into a local school in London.
Wherever Matthew went, people couldn't take their eyes off of him. Everything about him, including his face and body, made him irresistible to both genders.
Growing up, women fantasized about Matthew. Those who dated him bragged about it. He was, however, off limits to guys, as he wasn't interested in the same sex.
* * * * *
Getting off the floor, Matthew approached the bed.
"I'm not gonna tell anyone, but I wanna know if you'd pay me too."
"What ... do you mean?"
"How much would you pay me, if I let you suck me off ... like what you did to that guy?"
To make his point clear, Matthew pulled his shirt off. The kid's body had SEX written all over it.
"Matthew, are you ... serious?"
As much as he wanted it to be real, Gordon looked doubtful.
"Jesus ... I'm sorry, Gordon. After what you've done for me!"
Matthew was disturbed. He quickly grabbed his shirt and headed for the door.
Gordon saw how genuinely distressed the kid was.
"Wait ... I didn't mean to say no, but I don't want you to get hurt."
"You're not hurting me. It's my idea. Besides, I need the money."
"But I could give you the money. You don't have to do this ...."
"I don't want your money. I don't take charity."
"Matthew, you might regret this."
"Regret what? I thought you liked me. I thought you wanted this ...."
Matthew grabbed his package, which caused Gordon to stare at the kid's crotch for longer than he should have.
"Matthew ... are you sure about this?"
Gordon was still skeptical about being able to act out his fantasies.
"I know you want my body. The way you looked at me downstairs, the way you're looking at me now. Tell me I'm wrong ... or tell me how much you would pay me."
Gordon considered carefully before responding.
"How about the balance of what you owe for rent?"
Only in his dreams did he ever imagine doing something this wild. After the kid nodded his head, Gordon led him to his bed.
Getting down on his knees, the attorney got a closer look at the kid's package. Held, or rather stretched in place, by a revealing pair of Calvin Klein boxer briefs was the object that Gordon dreamed about on countless occasions, but never had the opportunity to see up close.
Then Gordon slipped his fingertips underneath the boxer briefs and pulled them off. What he saw shocked him. The boy was hung, at least eight inches.
Bringing his face to the kid's crotch, Gordon found Matthew's scent intoxicating. He then began to diligently work the beautiful organ to full erection.
* * * * *
TWENTY minutes later, Gordon was still hard at work. He repeatedly swallowed every inch until it hit the back of his throat, then held it there for as long as he could without gagging too much.
Matthew was in awe that it could go all the way in. Though certainly not new to oral sex, the kid didn't know that a guy could do that!
"Dude, have you had enough? You may wanna take your mouth off."
Without missing a beat, Gordon went back down on the throbbing organ and began to suck faster.
Eventually, Matthew held his landlord's face in place while he sped up his thrusts. Before long, he approached the point of no return and started unloading.
After swallowing several gulps, Gordon continued to nurse on the kid until it was completely drained. Then he licked it clean and savored the taste.
"Dude, that was pretty intense. I don't think I'll have another erection ... for a week."
Gordon beamed at the exaggerated comment.
Reflecting on his luck, Gordon knew that his tenant could lead to his eventual downfall. However, having tasted the forbidden fruit, how could he not want more?
* * * * *
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