17. Mateo
CHAPTER 17
MATEO
It was hard to leave the shower – literally – but I wanted to see Evan. Telling someone about me and Zach would make it all the more real.
I didn’t need to go far.
Evan: I’m still at the frat.
Evan: Living room.
I made my way through the labyrinth of halls and down the stairs. It seemed he got sucked into playing video games with Jayden and a few other guys.
“Sup, Teo.” Jayden greeted me with a smile.
“Morning.”
Despite the fact that it was winter, Jayden was dressed in a skimpy tank top and mesh shorts that slung low across his hips. Evan was sitting next to him, but scooched over when I arrived.
“You wanna grab some coffee, Evan?”
“Sure.”
“But we’re in the middle of a game.”
“I can take over for Evan,” one of the other brothers said .
“Thanks, Greg.”
“See you later, Evan,” Jayden said, holding his hand out for a bro hug. Evan accepted, but was pulled into Jayden’s lap in the process.
When we were in the kitchen, alone, I asked about Jayden’s friendliness.
“It’s nothing.”
I didn’t want to pry, so I changed the subject. “Zach said you came by. Did you want me for something?”
“Yeah, I-he told you about that?”
“Yup.”
“Oh. I was around and wanted to go to the gym.”
“What were you doing at the frat at eight in the morning on a Sunday?” Evan’s cheeks blossomed into a deep pink shade and I realized that Evan might also have something to tell me. “Nevermind. We can definitely go to the gym, but I wanted to tell you something first.”
“Okay.”
“Something happened between me and Zach.”
“You had a fight?”
“Quite the opposite actually. We’re together.”
“What does that mean? You’re best friends. You’re together all the time.”
“No, that’s not what I mean. We’re boyfriends.”
The realization slowly overtook his face. “That was you under the covers this morning?”
I nodded, grinning.
“Wow.”
Wow? “Is that okay?”
“Of course!” Evan put a hand on my arm. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that, but you just spit it out like that.”
“Well technically I didn’t spit it out, I swallowed.”
“Jesus, dude!”
“Sorry, I was just trying to make you laugh. ”
“You succeeded.” He paused for a few seconds. “It was really just that easy for you to accept?”
I shrugged. “It helps that I’ve known Zach forever. And I’ve had a few other things happen lately that got me thinking about it.”
“So you’re gay?”
I had to smile. Everyone seemed so obsessed with labels. “I think so, but it’s not really the term that matters to me. I’m with Zach and that’s what I care about.”
“Huh.”
“Everything alright with you?”
He shook his head. “Don’t ask. It’s complicated.”
“Complicated fun or complicated headache?”
“A bit of both, but I think I need some more time to think on my own before I get into it with anyone.”
“No worries, man. I’ll be around if you need someone to talk to.”
“Thanks. You want to hit the gym?”
“Yeah, let me just grab my stuff.”
Zach wasn’t there when I got to our room, so I fired off a text. Then I realized that it looked very possessive and needy to ask where he was. I hoped he wouldn’t see it that way.
Zach: I got some breakfast.
Zach: At the library now, starting prep for finals.
I didn’t really know why, but for some reason, I felt better just knowing where he was.
“You gonna shower here or back at the frat?”
I considered Evan’s question for a few seconds .
“Nevermind, I know the answer. I’ve seen your shower. Now that you’re with Zach, I’m assuming I’ll be seeing you a lot less?”
“Hey, we just started dating and I’m here with you, aren’t I?”
“True.”
“I can shower here. It’s not gonna kill me.”
I had showered with Evan before – the whole soccer team too – and even now, despite his muscles, I wasn’t aroused. Surely, if he started touching me, I’d react, but just the sight of him wasn’t enough for my dick to harden.
“What is it? You’re staring.”
“Sorry.” I smiled.
“I guess I really don’t do it for you then.” Evan motioned with his chin.
He was referring to my dick, so I flipped him off. “You’re just not hot enough.”
He returned the gesture. “Nah, you’re just besotted with Zachary .”
I took a deep breath and let it out. It seemed that was the case.
When I got back to the frat, I snuck a can of pineapple juice from the fridge, a leftover from our last party, and managed to get to our room without being entangled in any conversation or tasked with any fraternity business. It was likely because almost everyone was watching the Patriots game.
Zach wasn’t back from the library yet, so I downed the entire can, tossed my bag on the floor by my bed and laid on the couch. Before I could get comfy, my eyes caught on the staircase. I had barely used the tower, so I changed my mind about where to wait for Zach and headed up.
Once I had a good look at it, I could see why he spent so much time up here, and now I wondered why I hadn’t. He had added a few new pillows and blankets, making it quite cozy .
With the plumpest pillow behind my head, I laid back and pulled my phone out of my pocket. If Zach truly wanted to fuck my brains out, I was going to have to do some research.
After several illuminating and explicit instructional videos, I ordered a few items that would make future sexual encounters cleaner . I certainly didn’t want that to happen during or after sex. According to online sources, my diet was already a match for an ideal sex life as a bottom.
A bottom.
That wasn’t a term I’d really ever thought of before, but it seemed like that’s what I was. I wanted someone to take control, and I liked my ass played with. I just hoped that it could handle what Zach had hanging between his legs.
I wasn’t sure how fast Zach wanted to take things, but I’d do my best to be ready. He would likely be patient with me, but I still didn’t want to embarrass myself.
“Teo?”
Zach !
“I’m up in the tower!”
I clicked my phone off and shoved it in my pocket.
“What are you doing up here?” he asked, his head popping into view.
“Just relaxing.” I shrugged. “Playing on my phone.”
“Can I join you?”
“Of course. You made it so comfy up here. I regret not coming up here sooner.”
“It’s got great views too.”
“It does now,” I said without breaking eye contact. I raised my eyebrows in anticipation as he crawled over to me, straddling my lap.
“It does, does it?”
My hands automatically moved to his waist. “You’re so cold.”
“Hmmm, if only there was something that could warm me up,” he said, rubbing his chin .
It didn’t seem like he was going to say it, so I did. “Kiss me.”
Zach let his body slide on top of mine as he lowered himself close enough for our lips to connect. He must’ve just used lip balm; he tasted like cherries. I felt his tongue press against my lips, so I parted them and let him explore. My right hand traveled up his back, entangling itself in his curls.
When he started grinding against me, I threw my head back in surprise and Zach didn’t miss a beat. His mouth was on my neck, kissing, licking, and sucking.
“That feels good.”
In between kisses, he asked, “Do you trust me?”
I didn’t need to think about my answer. “Of course.”
“Put your wrists together,” he said, then started taking off his belt.
“Like this?”
Zach nodded.
I watched him wrap the belt around my wrists and tighten the strap, securing it in place with the buckle.
“Is that too tight?”
I shrugged. “I think I could escape if I wanted, but I’m not going to try.”
Zach smirked. “Good.” He raised my arms above my head, pulling the belt higher until he reached a hook on the wall above me I hadn’t noticed.
“What’s the hook for?”
“Tying up boyfriends,” he answered. “I don’t know. Coats? I didn’t design the place.”
Zach struggled to push the hook through one of the holes in the belt, so I took the time to admire his taut stomach, which was on full view since his shirt rode up. His belly button was surrounded by light brown hair, his skin a natural tan. The brightly-colored band of whatever underwear he was wearing was also visible.
“Finally. ”
I glanced up to see the belt secure on the hook. My hands were literally tied.
“I’ve wanted this for so long. I still can’t believe it.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” My anticipation was through the roof. I had never done anything like this. What’s he going to do with me?
“Now, it’s my turn,” Zach said. He reached for the waistband of my sweats and yanked them down. “Lace?”
I moved a little, trying to get comfortable, flexing my glutes in the process, which caused my hard dick to push against the flimsy fabric.
“Someone replaced all my boxers with tiny undergarments. The lace ones feel so smooth on my cock.”
“Maybe it was Jake?”
I hadn’t thought of that. “Can he do that?”
Zach shrugged, then slowly pulled at the baby blue fabric. My hard dick bent downwards as the material from the lace panties snagged it. My trimmed pubes came into view, then the base of my dick.
“Almost there,” I whispered.
Zach leaned down and kissed my stomach, teasing his way down until his tongue licked there.
I took a quick breath. I wasn’t a virgin, but it was like everything with Zach was elevated. I felt more alive now than ever.
With a quick tug, they were down. My suddenly uncovered dick sprang free and slapped him on the cheek.
“There it is, Zach. It’s all yours.”
I groaned as his tongue slid down, licking the juncture where my sac met the shaft.
“Suck my balls.”
“Hey”–Zach pushed himself up, so we were face to face–“I’m in charge here, cutie. Got it?”
I nodded .
I did say I wanted someone to take charge, but in my wildest dreams, it was never like this.
Zach stood up and slowly removed every single piece of clothing he was wearing. My eyes drank in his form, spending extra time on his proud cock. His balls were tight against his body; he hadn’t warmed up enough yet.
“Can I suck your balls?” I asked.
Zach chuckled. “I love the enthusiasm, but like I said, it’s my turn now. I just thought you’d appreciate having something to look at.” He winked, then got back on all fours between my legs.
I glanced down at my cock. It was dripping onto my shirt, which had fallen down and covered my torso.
“I’ll fix that,” Zach said.
His tongue swiped at the head, slurping whatever precum had collected into his mouth. He pulled my shirt up towards my face, pushed my head forward, and slipped the whole thing over so it caught behind my neck, leaving my torso bare.
“Much better.”
I didn’t have time to agree. Zach slowly slid my entire cock into his mouth.
“Fuck!”
I wasn’t as big as he was, but it was still impressive. Zach’s nose was nestled against my stomach as his tongue undulated, causing me to buck up.
“Whoa! Easy, Mr. Decker. I didn’t say you could fuck my mouth…yet.”