Rumors About You and Me

I couldn’t sleep and ended up writing. Hope you enjoy and it’s not too weird coming from my sleep deprived brain.

Rumors About You and Me: Chapter 6

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After class, Brandon headed to the library to find Matt. He was going to drive him to his house.

As he approached, through the window of the door he could see Ben the barista leaning over Matt’s shoulder. Matt was smiling a full, dimpled smile and now it looked like Ben was leaning against Matt’s shoulder and moving closer to him.

Brandon felt a warm rush of anger at the sight. Angry over the fact that Matt was letting Ben flirt with him, touch him. And Ben. What a total slut. He was one of the people that thought that Brandon and Matt were dating, so technically, Ben hitting on Matt was Ben trying to steal his boyfriend.

Brandon found himself almost flinging open the door and marching over to the table. As they noticed Brandon’s approach, Ben had that smug look on his face once again. Brandon just wanted to wipe that look off his face.

“Hey honey,” Brandon leaned over and brushed a kiss over Matt’s surprised lips. “Are you ready to get going?”

Matt’s eyes were wide and his lips were slightly parted in surprise. It seemed to take a minute for him to answer. “Yeah, um…yeah Brandon, I’m ready to go. I’ll see you later Ben.” Matt said goodbye, but his gaze was fixed on Brandon as he packed up his bag and stood to leave.

“I hope we can talk again soon!” Ben called after them, as Brandon practically dragged Matt out of there and into his car.

“So,” Matt glanced at him awkwardly from the passenger seat. “I’m honey?”

“Well, you do call me baby all the time. I figured you needed a nickname too. I like food nicknames,” Brandon replied.

“And kissing me in front of Ben?”

“He keeps hitting on you. He was practically on top of you!” Brandon blurted out.

Matt chuckled. “What?”

“Are you really that blind? He totally wants you.”

That seemed to further amuse Matt. “Are you on drugs I don‘t know about? Ben’s not interested in me.”

“Seriously Matt, if I left you guys alone a minute longer, he would have been in your lap.”

“Do you really think that?” Matt seemed shocked, like he couldn’t believe that someone would be interested in him.

“Yeah,” Brandon replied softly serious. Then jokingly said, “That bitch better stay away from my boyfriend.

Matt laughed. “Awwww my baby’s getting all protective.”

Brandon laughed, happy that they were joking like normal and that his sexual urges didn’t scare Matt off.

When they got to Brandon’s house, they ran into Brandon’s mother leaving.

“Hi boys! I have to run! I’m late for a meeting with a potential new client. I should be home by six, hopefully,” she kissed Brandon quick before hopping in her car and pulling out of the driveway.

“House all to ourselves,” Matt commented as they went inside.

“Does that make you nervous that I’ll try to make a move on you?” Brandon hoped it sounded like he was teasing.

“Only nervous that you’ll beat me to it,” Matt joked back.

“You’re so sassy honey. I like it.”

“Only to you baby.”

Brandon laughed. “Come on, let’s sit in here.” Brandon led them to the living room. “Want something to drink?”

“No, I’m good thanks.”

Matt was still smiling. Brandon had this insane urge to trace those happy dimples and before he knew it, his fingertip was brushing over the skin of Matt’s cheek.

Matt seemed amused. “Way to have a dimple fetish.”

“It’s all your fault,” Brandon retorted, causing Matt’s smile to widen. “It’s not fair, I don’t have anything for you to have a fetish about.

Matt turned an extreme shade of red and looked away.

“Why are you blushing?”

“Yeah, you do,” Matt mumbled.

“Huh?”

“You have something I have a fetish about.”

Brandon was intrigued. “What?”

Matt glanced back to him and reached a hand up to his face. Slowly he trailed the tip of his pointer finger along the edge of Brandon’s lower lip. Brandon gasped a little at that soft, teasing touch. Reflexively, Brandon kissed the tip of that finger. Matt made a soft sound, but didn’t draw back. Instead, his touch became a little firmer and focused on the center of Brandon’s lower lip.

Brandon touched the tip of his tongue to the tip of Matt’s finger and heard him moan. So he did it again. And again. Soon the tip of Matt’s finger was between Brandon’s lips and he was teasing it with his tongue, like he would if it were the head of a cock.

Boldly, Brandon slid his mouth around Matt’s entire pointer finger, moving in the way he wished to if it were a different part of Matt’s anatomy. Matt’s breathing was heavier and his pupils were blown, making his eyes appear darker.

Brandon slipped the finger out of his mouth. “You liked that?”

Matt nodded.

“Would you like that here?” He slid a hand down, grazing teasingly over Matt’s erection.

Matt didn’t answer verbally. He cupped Brandon’s chin and pressed their mouths together, kissing with enthusiasm. He pressed Brandon backwards onto the couch, their bodies aligning horizontally. Matt rolled his hips against Brandon’s causing him to arch up against him.

Fuck that was good.

The feeling of Matt’s body against his, his mouth slanted over Brandon’s, it was just incredible. It was even better than last time. Brandon couldn’t help but moan as Matt moved above him.

Brandon slid his hands through Matt’s hair before trailing them down Matt’s back. He ran his fingers along Matt’s waist, circling to the front of his body. Matt’s breath hitched, and he lifted his hips a little to accommodate Brandon’s questing touch. He confidently slid his hands over Matt’s cloth covered hard-on, tracing the shape of it. It felt nice. Brandon unbuttoned and unzipped Matt’s jeans and stuck his hand inside. Matt whimpered as he did so. Matt felt even nicer in Brandon’s hand, a nice length and width that Brandon was currently imagining the way it would feel inside his body.

“Is this okay?” Brandon asked as he stroked Matt’s dick.

Matt’s voice was low and husky as he replied, “yeah.”

“Kiss my neck?” Brandon half questioned, half ordered.

Matt did so and Brandon whimpered. He sped up the motion of his hand, Matt’s hips echoing the more rapid pace, in turn rubbing against Brandon’s erection. They continued, the pleasure increasing between them, until they both reached their climaxes.

They were panting, Matt’s body resting on top of his, blanketing him.

“That was awesome,” Brandon blurted out. He felt Matt drop a small kiss to his neck.

“Yeah,” Matt agreed softly.

“Is this…okay with you?” Brandon asked.

“Yeah,” Matt mumbled.

“Is that all you’re going to say? Yeah?”

“Mmmmm…” Matt nuzzled into Brandon’s neck. “My brain is made of stupid right now. It think you melted it.”

Brandon did not just giggle like a girl in response. No, he had a manly laugh.

It made him happy that Matt enjoyed the experience. But…

Brandon swallowed hard, preparing himself. He had to ask the question.

“So, are you going to be my boyfriend now?”

“I thought we already were?”

Matt’s sleepily muttered response made Brandon grin so hard he wasn’t sure if he would be able to frown again.

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Did that seem paced okay? Did it make sense? Hahaha…hope you enjoyed! Thanks!