i'm so tired.. i am coming back home to my apartment from my long ass day at work and i just want to see matt. finally, i pull up to the parking lot. i get out of my fiat and lock the car as i walk into the elevator.
"apartment 233"
i jiggle my keys into the lock and open up the door. i get ready to give my sweet boyfriend a kiss and hug, he is nowhere to be found. he is always usually in my sight as soon as i walk into the apartment but today i am not sure where my baby is.
i walk around for a bit looking for him until i get close to the washing room where it sounded like soft grunts. i put my ear up to the door and heard frustrated moaning. opening up the door a little confused, i see matt with his dirty blonde hair in a mess, wearing my oversized hoodie sitting on the washing machine and clinging to the edge of the white plastic with his cheeks tinted a bright shade of red, rocking his hips back and forth desperately. immediately, i realize he's not wearing underwear, and i can see the wetness slicked across the top of the machine.
he doesn't notice me yet but i start to feel a twitch in my pants as i look at the way his body moved so gracefully on top of the machine. my breath hitches as i look at him. i walk up to my whiny boyfriend, pushing him back onto the machine. he gasps, eyes wide and silently begging, legs falling weakly apart for me.
"shit- ryan i- uh-... myvibratordiedandlikeithought-" he rambled which i thought was cute.
matt never has to explain. i leaned down and kissed him, slipping two fingers into him as i began to hit his prostate with every jab of my fingers. he yelped, gripping onto my shoulders and shaking with the force of the orgasm building in his core - he's been unwillingly edging himself for over an hour, unable to get off. i tell him to come right now on his fingers and stain his hand with his cum. and he does. screaming silently as he throws his head back, back arching. i finally pull my dripping hand back, wiping myself off on my pants and leaning in to kiss matt deeply over and over until he's stopped trembling, still moaning weakly from the vibrations of the washing machine.
he was all mine, forever.
i had his pale and slender body laid out on the bed. he looked up at me with bright blue eyes. his dirty blonde hair, a mess. pink lipstick slightly visible on his lips. my heart went out to him as i drew him close to me. i let his head fall onto my chest as he smiled again looking down.
"i missed being with you like this." i sighed, looking down.
"me too..i really love you.." he responded his eyes beaming which made my heart flutter as i looked back at the perfect boy in my arms. i just had too, i couldn't resist. i grabbed matt's jaw and lifted his face up to mine.
"i fucking love you to-" cut off by not being able to take it anymore and kissed him. his face was bright red and i could taste the strawberry artificial flavoring of his lipstick.
