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Matthew shook his head.
Not wasting anymore time on small talk, Matthew got right to business and pulled his shirt off, which seemed to instantly suck the oxygen out of the room. The kid’s upper body was stunning.
“Help me find my father and I’ll help you out ….”
The kid unbuttoned his jeans and took them off too.
"Matthew …."
Gordon wanted to explain how his life had changed recently, but he was really distracted by what the kid was doing, taking his clothes off and propositioning himself. But what really shut him up was when the boy sat on his bed and leaned back, exposing those amazing washboard abs. It was like the teenager was placing his body on a platter and offering it up for consumption.
Then the door swung open.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?"
"Jeremy … I can explain."
"Fuck you!”
Jeremy slammed the door and stormed downstairs.
"Gordon, let me talk to him."
Matthew had unintentionally wronged his friend, and he wanted to make things right.
* * * * *
Jeremy was a hot 25-year-old grad student. Although they weren’t officially dating, Jeremy was the possessive type. He was pissed that Gordon had brought another boy home.
"Who the fuck are you?" growled Jeremy.
"I'm a nobody. I’m a mistake."
"Fuck you!"
"Don't leave Gordon because of me. I'm not worth it."
"Did you hear what I just said? Fuck off!"
Although Jeremy continued to pack his things, he pretended to look for something so he could take another look at the kid.
"Dude, stop for a moment and listen. Gordon loves you, not me."
Jeremy let what the kid said sink in before he responded.
"Are you the legendary Matthew?"
Matthew: “...”
"He talked about you … I thought he made you up."
"Gordon didn’t cheat on you. It's me who cheated him from you."
"Like I believe you …."
"Then what would make you believe me?"
Jeremy slowed down his packing to consider the question. When he found the right words, a sinister look appeared on his face.
"Take off your shirt."
Matthew did not expect this. However, what choice did he have? This was all his fault.
"Tell me you'll forgive Gordon, and I'll do what you want …."
Jeremy agreed and, for the second time that night, Matthew pulled his shirt off. Jeremy appreciated why Gordon could never forget Matthew. The kid’s body was stunning, every inch was ripped. He felt the teenager’s chest, then pushed him down onto the bed.
"I forgive Gordon," chuckled Jeremy, as he felt the kid’s crotch.
Matthew could not believe what was happening. Not one day back and he had already caused more trouble for his former landlord.
Like how he allowed Mr. Lyon to molest him in the backseat of a car, Matthew let Jeremy have his way. Perhaps he was destined to serve others like this. Perhaps he wasn't worthy to live a normal life without Alex.
“Fuck, your cock tastes amazing," taunted Jeremy, as he slurped on the kid’s impressive size.
Then the door swung open and a visibly upset Gordon stormed in.
"Get your fucking mouth off of him! Matthew, leave us. Jeremy, pack your things. I want you out."
* * * * *
What followed next was a lot of commotion downstairs, cursing, yelling, doors slamming, glass shattering. All the sounds that one would expect to hear from a bad breakup.
Matthew was the cause of this drama. In addition, he only made it worse by giving in to Jeremy's demands. Though he considered leaving, he was really tired and didn't know where to go at this hour, especially after the long flight.
When Gordon finally came back, he found the kid quietly sleeping on an armchair in the corner of the room. Matthew’s eyes were closed so Gordon got him a blanket.
"I guess I ruined it for you," said Matthew.
"You didn’t. Deep down, I knew it wasn't going to last. Jeremy only liked me for my money. But he did have a nice ass …."
"Nicer than mine?"
Gordon laughed. He missed listening to the kid talk dirty.
“What makes you think he was after your money?” asked Matthew.
“Because I paid him. Our relationship was based on a weekly allowance.”
“How come you never gave me an allowance?”
“Did you want one?”
“Nah, I have limited use for money. So what did you get in return for the weekly allowance?”
“I once told Jeremy my least favorite chore was ironing clothes, so he offered to do it for me … shirtless.”
“Sounds like you got a private show with it. How much did you pay him?”
“One hundred pounds for thirty minutes.”
“He didn’t offer sex?”
“Not always. When sex was involved, I paid extra. It was mostly oral, though occasionally I got some ass. Overall, it was a good deal. Each got what they wanted.”
“Gordon, you really do know how to pick your tenants ….”
“I swear I didn’t plan this.”
“Are you sure about that?” questioned Matthew.
In front of Gordon, Matthew was a different person. Since his former landlord didn’t know Alex, Matthew could pretend to be his normal self and joke around like old times.
* * * * *
To be continued. jason00usa@gmail.com
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