It's time to pay the rent again, but Matthew is not in the mood. Seeing Gordon's disappointment, the kid offers a substitute payment.
Rent Matthew - Part II
The next day, the following week, Gordon didn't see much of Matthew. It was almost as if the kid was intentionally avoiding him. Matthew was on campus every day, all day until late at night. Swimming, intramural sports, time spent at the library. Just about everything took precedence over time spent at home.
Gordon lived in a delirious state. He knew he had strong feelings for Matthew. He knew he had to have the kid at all cost. But what could he do? Matthew had made it clear to him their relationship was purely business and nothing more.
One night of passion and then absolute distance. It was more than Gordon could swallow. He desired Matthew's youth, energy and sex. Just thinking about the things he wanted to do to the kid gave him a heartache. Gordon had money. In the courtroom, he even had power. Why couldn't he just rent Matthew whenever, wherever, and however he wanted the kid?
Gordon's performance at work was no longer exemplary. His concentration simply wasn't there. His thoughts were too distracted with the kid's beauty. But was it just the incredible body he wanted, or did he want more?
Two weeks passed before Gordon had the opportunity to confront Matthew. He was making breakfast when Matthew ran into him.
"Oh... sorry." Matthew's unintentional contact with Gordon was the first contact they had had since that lustful night.
"It's okay. How come you're doing laundry so early?"
"I have swim practice this morning and want to get the chores over with."
"You have swim practice on a Sunday?"
"Yeah. I'm behind and feel like blowing off some energy in the pool."
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Uhh... no."
"Do you want some breakfast? There's plenty."
"No thanks." Matthew unloaded his clothes in the washing machine and hit the start button. He was as handsome and mysterious as ever.
"Matthew... have some breakfast, will you? Your laundry won't be done that quickly."
"Uhh... sure... thanks." Gordon placed two plates of food on the table and Matthew started to fork the food down pretty quickly. In seconds, he had consumed half the food on his plate. It amazed Gordon how young people could eat so quickly.
"How are you?"
"Pretty good... yourself?"
"I'm doing well... There's something I want to talk to you about."
"Don't... I mean, if this is gonna be about your feelings for me... I don't really wanna talk about it." Matthew's instincts were usually right. He had been in this situation before, and wanted to avoid the crap associated with superficial feelings.
"Why Matthew?"
"Because... if you tell me you have feelings for me, then I'll have to leave. I can't have a relationship with you Gordon."
"Why are you saying this?"
"You have to trust me. This can never be." Matthew drained his glass of orange juice and brought his plate to the sink.
"Matthew..."
"I'm sorry Gordon." Matthew headed for the door with his gym bag slung across his shoulder. "Thanks for breakfast."
Gordon ran into Matthew more than once afterwards, but each time the kid would conveniently excuse himself off with study, swim practice, or a social event on campus. Then one day it was time to pay the rent again.
"Hey Gordon, here's 300 pounds. Do you want me to pay you the other 200 pounds this Saturday... or do you want the cash now?"
"Pay me Saturday, will you?"
"Sure thing. I'll see you later."
That Saturday, Matthew was absent from the house all day. And in anticipation of what was to happen, Gordon hadn't touched himself all week.
At 9PM Gordon was already in bed reading. An eternity had past before he heard the unmistakable sound of someone swiftly ascending the stairs.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure Matthew." Gordon got off the bed but stood his distance.
Matthew confidently entered the room and shut the door behind him. Then he locked it and gave a brief smile. He was wearing a blue T-shirt and a pair of gray sweat pants. Gordon admired how the kid dressed. Matthew didn't have to wear anything nice to be sexy. He just was. Amazingly, he looked just as good with clothes on as he did without. Well, just about.
Gordon wanted more than anything to wrap his arms around Matthew and feel the kid's hard chest crushed against him. He wanted to feel Matthew's warmth and know that their bodies were one.
"I brought the 200 pounds in case you changed your mind."
"No, I haven't. Have you... any second thoughts?"
"None whatsoever." Matthew returned the money to his pocket.
Matthew held still for a moment and continued to look solemnly at Gordon, before his fingers felt for the bottom of his shirt. Gordon stared at the kid as he pulled off his shirt. Matthew's slender build didn't go unnoticed. The way his wide shoulders tapered down to his small waist. Running down his torso, every inch, every curve was defined.
Except for the heavy breathing coming from both of them, the room was silent. Each time Matthew took a breath, his chest heaved slightly and his tanned skin under the dim lamplight in the room seemed more vibrant. Gordon's thoughts were moving 100 miles per hour. He wanted to place this fingers on the kid's brown nipples, to feel it's softness, to massage it until it got stiff. And then to lightly nibble on it. As if it were a sexual pleasure spot that could respond on its own, he wanted to stimulate it in every way.
Matthew bent down to remove his sweatpants and step out of them. He removed his boxers in the process and stood silently for a moment while Gordon carefully looked him over.
"Gordon, I don't wanna be rude, but I have to leave soon..."
"Uhh... sorry... sure."
Gordon gave Matthew incredible head that night and a 200 pound credit on his rent payment. Matthew left the house immediately afterwards and didn't come back until the next morning. Gordon relieved himself that night jacking off in bed.
The NEXT MONTH, Matthew brought home a gorgeous young woman and spent the evening having repeated and unbelievably intense sex with her. By the time she left, Matthew scored well. It's time to pay the rent.
Matthew stumbled into Gordon's room wearing nothing but boxers and a tank top. It was enough to get Gordon hard.
"Gordon. I'm sorry I'm late. I had a date tonight."
"I know... I heard." Gordon tried not to seem upset, but he was deep down.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to be loud."
"How was she? I mean... do you like her?"
"Yeah... I do. She's nice," replied Matthew, as he reach for his shirt and pulled it off. Matthew's abs were ripped, and his body was covered with love marks and kisses.
"How long have you known her?"
"We've been going out for two weeks... I'm not in love with her, at least not yet, but I have a lot in common with her. She's from the States, like me."
"Sounds like you had a good time." Gordon wasn't trying to be sarcastic. He heard them loud and clear the entire evening. They must have done it in Matthew's room two-and-a-half hours straight.
"Yeah, I did. Gordon, I know I owe you for this month, but as you can see I'm pretty spent up right now. I must have did it with her 5 times tonight. I don't think I'll be much use to you in this condition."
"It's OK Matthew. Don't worry about it," said Gordon, but he was actually thinking "Five times!!! So I'm not getting any tonight because she did. Who's paying the rent?"
"Gordon, if you can wait until tomorrow I'll have something for you. But if you want something tonight, you can have my ass."
"We don't have to do it tonight." Gordon seemed upset and Matthew knew it.
"Is that what you want?"
"It doesn't matter... What do you want to do?"
"I'm leaving it up to you man... If you want to hear my opinion, I prefer tonight. I'm not one to procrastinate. Besides, I have a busy day tomorrow. Do you mind?"
"Not at all."
Matthew quickly undressed himself and got in bed. He had forgotten to lock the door, but it was closed. His prick was un-excited and looked like it was too used up to have sex with. The marks on his body from foreplay didn't help. Under the bright lamplight, Matthew's smooth skin reflected gold. Gordon reached for the light and it became dark all of a sudden. Matthew's ass was going to be his substitute payment tonight.
Gordon's unspoken jealousy drove him mad and he intended to fuck Matthew long and hard. He quickly put a lubricated condom on, and moved in between Matthew's legs. With one slow, but forceful thrust he entered deep.
The kid's unresponsiveness to his invasion only angered Gordon more. He was going to give it good to Matthew tonight. After spending less than a minute in the kid's gut, he started to pull out.
Matthew instinctively reached back and held the headboard... preventing it from banging against the wall and disturbing the neighbors. After a few meticulously slow thrusts, Gordon moved on top of the kid and slipped his hands underneath Matthew's back to grip his shoulder blades. Well-positioned, Gordon began to fuck the kid in earnest.
The ensuing fuck was cold and heartless. It was almost as if Gordon was trying to impregnate the kid with force. Matthew understood he was being molested in the worse way, by someone he thought he could trust.
Two bodies wrapped tightly to once another. One body mating with the other. It was almost too obscene to describe. Matthew laid flat on his back, sometimes arching back to get away, something crouching to absorb the pain. Arms held back to hold the headboard, legs pried open with Gordon's body thrust in between. Gordon's body lay heavy on top of Matthew. His arms held the kid as he did the deed.
The animalistic nature of what was occurring appeared to come right out of a porno bondage flick. One powerless body stabilized and in restraints, the other body hungry and taking full advantage of the situation.
Gordon's head was nudged in between Matthew's head and his right shoulder. When Gordon lifted his head to look at the kid's expression, he saw that Matthew had turned his head the other way and showed no expression. If the kid wasn't going to look at him, he was going to have more fun with him.
Gordon's grip on Matthew's body tightened while he fucked him with abandon. With every insertion, Gordon's breath became slightly louder and more pronounced. Gordon made it a point to have his breath directed in the kid's ear so Matthew could hear how exciting, enjoyable, and rough this was for Gordon. With every forced entry, Gordon grunted like it was the end of the world.
After TWENTY minutes of butt-fucking, the kid loosened himself from Gordon's grip. Matthew pushed Gordon's mouth away from his ear. "Let go of me."
Matthew flipped Gordon on his back and pulled his ass off. Then he proceeded to masturbate Gordon. It took only seconds for Gordon to shoot his load. When the first shot came, Matthew grabbed his clothes and left.
To Be Continued... jason99usa@yahoo.com