Stand Together: A Gay Enemies to Lovers Novella Page 4

  He turned the doorknob and opened the door.

  Aidan was standing on the other side. Tall, tanned, smooth skin with faint hints of mustache and rare beard. He stood still, perfect. His muscled torso was showing under a tight T-shirt, his shoulders nearly as wide as the door.

  Mathew swallowed, suddenly feeling an urge to wash his hands. The palms were starting to get sweaty, the V neck inexplicably turned too tight was scratched the back of his neck, his voice choked in his throat. He let Aidan in and followed him as his guest looked around the room.

  With Aidan inside, Mathew could not fail to notice how the dim light made the room feel warm, the candles gave the walls dynamic shadows, the pillows on the couch seemed perfectly fluffy as if he had done it on purpose.

  “Can I sit?” asked Aidan and Mathew nodded, his voice was still out of his control.

  Aidan sat into the armchair and tapped his knees while Mathew stood. Mathew closed his hands together, curled his fingers and took a step forward.

  “Why did you do it?” Mathew asked.

  “Do what?”

  Mathew moved closed and sat down. His knees faced Aidan, Aidan’s him.

  “Let me win,” Mathew said.

  Aidan snorted and turned the other way.

  “Nonsense,” he said.

  “Don’t lie to me,” said Mathew and moved closer on the couch. “I need to know.”

  “I got a cramp, you won fair and square,” said Aidan.

  “You’re just degrading it further, Aidan,” said Mathew. “Why did you do it?”

  Aidan leaned forward, rested his head on his hands and lowered it to face the floor.

  “Tell me,” said Mathew.

  Aidan inhaled, held his breath, exhaled. They were still silent. Nothing moved but the candle flames.

  “Does it matter?” asked Aidan.

  It rang through Mathew’s head. Adan was stubborn. Rage boiled inside Mathew for a moment before it exploded.

  “Of course it matters!” he shouted. “Everyone knows your cramp was fake. I know it, you know it, the whole school is laughing.” Mathew stood up, his voice getting louder. “Why did you have to let me win? I didn’t want that.” Aidan stood up as well, Mathew’s arms flew down, fists closed. “Did you think I’d fall into your arms if I get a gold medal? For fuck’s sake, Aidan, I don’t care about the medal and you can very well have it.” He leaned and grabbed it from the table, then catapulted it on Aidan who barely winced. “I won’t be with you. I don’t want to be with you or any guy for that matter. If you thought that little charade of yours would change my mind, you don’t know me at all…”

  “It’s not that,” said Aidan quietly, his temper cool.

  “Than what?” asked Mathew who could barely keep his voice down. “You wanted to humiliate me. I know we hated each other…” Mathew reached with his hand as if to hit Aidan, but he only graced his chest with the tips of his fingers. “… from the start.” He reached closer with his hand and managed to land a slight smack with his fingers on Aidan’s chest, tears gathering in his eyes. “But this is cruel even for you.” He landed another smack on Aidan’s chest with his other hand.

  Aidan spread his arms and took another step as if to make it easy for Mathew to hit him. Mathew raised his hand for another smack but Aidan caught it and grabbed his wrist loosely. Mathew’s mouth was open, a tear rolled down his cheek and he turned his head around.

  “Lizzy told me everything,” said Aidan.

  Mathew’s mouth opened a bit more. He meant to say something but couldn’t produce words.

  “She came to me,” Aidan said. “I know about your scholarship and I knew you’d have to leave if you didn’t win.”

  “So… So what?” Mathew managed to say. Aidan released his loose grip and Mathew’s arm fall down.

  “So what?” Aidan chuckled under his breath. “I don’t want you to leave - and I’m not expecting you to fall into my arms or anything, you don’t have to speak to me ever again, I just don’t want you to go. I want to see you even from afar, even for a few minutes, make sure you’re smiling, make sure no one’s bothering you the way I bothered. I was wrong to assume before I even knew you but you changed it. You’re a wonderful boy, Mathew, and I don’t want you to leave.” His voice started to tremble as he spoke. He fell silent for a while. “I can go now and you don’t have to ever see me again, if that’s what you want. I’m sorry if I was wrong.”

  Silence.

  Words reached Mathew’s mind. It raced and raced, then it all stopped. Suddenly, the clocks stopped ticking, the rage was blown away and the whole world took a break.

  “Oh, Aidan,” said Mathew. He rushed forward one step, spread his arms and wrapped them around Aidan’s body. He closed his eyes and tightened his hug. After a few moments, Aidan returned the hug and rested his hand on the back of Mathew’s head.

  Mathew raised his head and looked into Aidan’s eyes.

  “You have nothing to be sorry about, Aidan,” he said. “I am sorry - so, so sorry.”

  Aidan held Mathew in his arms and the whole confusion and uncertainty in Mathew’s life went away. Aidan leaned forward and Mathew closed his eyes. Aidan’s hot breath graced Mathew’s skin as their lips came closer to one another.

  AIDAN

  AIDAN’S LIPS TOUCHED MATHEW’S. Mathew wrapped one hand around the back of Aidan’s neck and caressed his hair. Aidan’s arm was sliding up and down Mathew’s back.

  Mathew’s lips were soft. He opened them a little more and Aidan extended his tongue. Their breaths were merging together and as if all the wishes ever wished came true, the boy he dreamed of the past month was in his arms.

  Their tongues were touching, slowly at first, but quickening as moments passed. Aidan pushed Mathew’s lower back a little and felt Mathew’s bulging crotch on his own hard cock.

  Mathew took a short breath and swung his hips left and right, rubbing his cock against Aidan’s, making them both shiver in pleasure. He moaned just a bit and Aidan bit his lover lip.

  “Tss.” Mathew chuckled and kissed Aidan again. He moved his lips up and down, left and right, tightening his grip of Aidan. Aidan pushed his crotch forward even more, making them both moan once more. Mathew’s tongue and lips moved away from Aidan’s and slowly crossed Aidan’s cheek, reaching his left ear.

  Aidan’s eyes were closed and as he felt Mathew’s breath in his ear he almost cowered but decided to stand still. Mathew pushed his tongue in his ear, moved a little and bit the bottom of it with his teeth.

  Aidan groaned and raised his head. Mathew moved down Aidan’s neck and sucked on his skin. Uncontrollable need to hold Mathew even more tightly came over Aidan. He wished he could wrap his arms around Mathew a million times and hold him like that forever, not letting a particle of dust come between them.

  Their tight T-shirts were stuck and wrinkling as their bodies clashed and merged.

  Aidan could not control himself any longer. He wanted to do everything to Mathew.

  His hand held Mathew’s lower back while his other hand found its way under Mathew’s T-shirt. It slid across his back and on his rock-hard abs. Mathew’s muscles tensed and relaxed as Aidan moved his fingertips over his skin. His hand reached up and caressed Mathew’s nipples.

  Mathew took a step back and took off his T-shirt, Aidan did the same. They stood and looked at each other’s torsos as if it were the first time. There was something new and secretive about it this time. It was like the time in the gym where Aidan first felt attraction, where he first wanted to see more of Mathew.

  They moved forward and bumped their chests together, moving slowly, pressing each other. Aidan’s hands slid up and down Mathew and finally, as Mathew bit his bottom lip, Aidan’s hand reached to the edge of Mathew’s shorts. His fingers hooked for it, played with it and took a dive inside.

  Mathew’s hard cock was jerking and pulsating when Aidan wrapped his fist around it. It was tightly packed in the briefs and had little space to move. Pressure in hi
s own pants was driving him crazy.

  Aidan pushed Mathew’s back closer and Mathew let out a whimper as his cock tensed in Aidan’s hand and pressed against Aidan’s crotch again. He then pulled the edge of Mathew’s shorts down his butt cheeks and moved his hand over the smooth skin.

  The palm of his hand massaged Mathew’s cheek, it moved it up and down, spread them and squished them together, all while Mathew shivered and grabbed fist full of Aidan’s black hair. Both of them were moving just enough to let each inch of their torsos touch one another’s, pressure was growing and their faces were starting to take on a red hue.

  Mathew’s breath on Aidan’s neck would normally tickle him but it only made him hornier. He pulled down Mathew’s shorts and they fell on the thick carpet. He took a step back and looked down. Mathew’s cock, eight inches long, thick and straight, moved slightly up and down as Mathew could not control his passion.

  Neither could Aidan. He wished he could rip his trousers apart and jump on Mathew, wrestle him onto the floor and make love to him until dawn.

  He knelt in front of Mathew who had a slightly concerned look on his face.

  “You okay?” asked Aidan before he continued. His hand wrapped around Mathew’s cock.

  “It’s my first time,” said Mathew.

  Aidan looked at him from below, his big puppy eyes radiating warmth.

  “It’s okay if you don’t want to,” said Aidan.

  “I do,” said Mathew. “Go on.”

  Aidan licked his lips and brought his face closer. He opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the tip of Mathew’s cock. Mathew gasped and rested his hands on top of Aidan’s head. Aidan moved forward, feeling Mathew’s cock make its way down his tongue and hit his throat, while Mathew let out tiny bits of air, his abdomen almost trembling.

  Aidan looked up and their eyes met.

  He pulled his head back and let Mathew control hit. He felt slight pressure on the back of the head as Mathew pushed it, his cock quickly reaching Aidan’s throat. He did it again, and again. Faster and with greater force, Mathew was shoving his cock inside Aidan’s mouth. Something in him was waking up, emerging from hibernation for the first time ever. Mathew pushed deeper, allowing his cock to pressure Aidan’s throat, all while looking into Aidan’s eyes.

  Tears started gathering in the corners of Aidan’s eyes as Mathew’s cock reached the back of his throat.

  Aidan moved his hand under Mathew’s cock and across his smooth balls. He massaged them slowly at first, then made a loop above them with his thumb and index finger, slowly closing in. He held Mathew’s balls tightly, pulling them down a little, then a bit back. It made Mathew rage and ferociously shove his cock deeper, striking the back of Aidan’s throat each time.

  Mathew whimpered and held Aidan’s head firmly, not letting him move even a bit. His cock suddenly started jerking inside Aidan’s mouth. Thick, hot cum burst inside, covering Aidan’s tongue. He felt it pour as he watched Mathew’s eyes shut. A stream of cum ran from the corner of his mouth covering his chin and dropping onto the carpet.

  Mathew pulled his cock out and knelt in front of Aidan. Face to face, they looked at each other and Mathew moved his hand down Aidan’s cheek. Aidan’s hands rested on Mathew’s chest. They leaned forward and kissed each other. Mathew’s tongue collected the remains of his cum from Aidan’s face. Aidan’s lips numbly moved under Mathew’s.

  MATHEW

  A WHILE LATER AIDAN MOVED BACK. He picked up T-shirt and pushed his arms through.

  “Wait,” said Mathew.

  “Yeah?” asked Aidan.

  “You didn’t cum,” said Mathew.

  “That’s okay,” said Aidan. “This was really fun.”

  Mathew’s cock was still hard and jerking. He was still feeling flames inside his chest, raging like a wildfire. His cum was tingling his skin around his mouth.

  “I’m still horny,” Mathew whispered and blushed. He decided to stay determined. “I want you to fuck me.”

  Aidan smiled and rushed forward, pressing his lips against Mathew’s and sticking his tongue inside Mathew’s mouth. The taste of Mathew’s cum, sweet and slightly sour was still present.

  Despite his cock starting to get soft, the burning desire inside Mathew’s chest never changed. He wanted more. He needed more. All he wanted was for him and Aidan, now that he finally could accept it, to be even closer together. He wanted Aidan inside him.

  Mathew’s hand groped Aidan’s hard cock over the trousers while Aidan kissed his neck. He unbuttoned Aidan’s trousers and pulled them down to the knees. His hand moved slowly over Aidan’s bulge while both his lover’s hands slid down Mathew’s back and rested on his butt.

  Aidan spread Mathew’s butt-cheeks, them pressed the together, sending shivers up Mathew’s spine. Mathew pushed his hand inside Aidan’s boxer-briefs and touched the hard cock with his fingertips. This made his heart skip. He nervously wrapped his fingers around Aidan’s cock and steadied his hand, moving it slowly up and down.

  Aidan’s fingers moved closer and closer together and finally touched. His middle finger slowly, barely crossed Mathew’s hole and his butt-cheeks tensed. He chuckled and forced his muscles to relax. Aidan’s finger slid around his hole again and again, with more pressure each time.

  Mathew pulled Aidan’s boxer-briefs down and stroked his cock. As he stroked Aidan’s cock harder, the pressure on his hole intensified. In a swinging moment, the pair abandoned all control, all boundaries and Mathew came crashing on Aidan who fell on his back and rested on the fluffy carpet.

  Mathew buried his head between Aidan’s thighs, he pushed his tongue out and pressed it against Aidan’s skin. Aidan’s hands pushed Mathew’s head closer as Mathew kept jerking Aidan’s cock. His tongue reached Aidan’s balls and he did the only thing he thought of, that thing he saw guys to in porn, and sucked in one of Aidan’s balls. This resulted in Aidan’s hips jumping up and down as if he an electric charge was released.

  Mathew’s brain shut down, he became a being of impulse, not of reason. He was no longer afraid nor careful. He followed his passion and instinct wherever it may lead. He opened his mouth wide and pushed his head down on Aidan’s cock.

  It was enormous, at least ten inches long and an inch and a half wide. Mathew knew without thinking it would never fit inside him, but he also knew he wanted it to force its way in, as deep as it could.

  He choked in his first try. Aidan’s cock was in the back of his throat before he could think. He coughed and tears rolled down but he wouldn’t quit. He moved his head back just a little and headed down again.

  Aidan’s muscles were tensing, clenching and relaxing.

  Aidan suddenly moved. He grabbed Mathew’s arms and pushed him up, then back on the floor. Mathew landed on the soft carpet, feeling its many strings caress his skin. Aidan’s lips sucked on Mathew’s neck making his whole body die to wiggle out. Aidan’s tongue crossed Mathew’s neck and settled on his chest where it played with Mathew’s nipples. Aidan sucked Mathew’s skin and after a while purple mark stayed, tingling and wet.

  Aidan’s strong arms grabbed Mathew’s hips and turned him around on his belly. His cock was suddenly between Mathew’s butt-cheeks, moving over his hole, pressing it with the tip but then Aidan moved back.

  The palms of Aidan’s hands came crashing from above and with a loud noise spanked both Mathew’s cheek. Then Aidan spread the cheeks and pressed his tongue against Mathew’s hole.

  Warm sensation spread from the middle throughout Mathew’s body. Mathew closed his eyes and focused on the physical impulse. Aidan’s tongue tickled at places but the pressure it created, almost as if he were trying to push his tongue inside, made Mathew’s skin itch with goosebumps.

  “Fuck me,” Mathew whimpered when Aidan pressed his thumb against his hole.

  Aidan did not respond but pressed his index finger against Mathew’s tight hole. As the pressure became unbearable, suddenly his hole relaxed and an array of sensations, new to him, o
verflowed his whole body. Aidan’s finger was inside Mathew, moving in and out at low pace. Soon Mathew’s hole tightened as unexpected second finger made its way in.

  Mathew heard Aidan spit and immediately felt it fall just above his hole. For a while Aidan’s fingers penetrated Mathew and moved in circles, stretching his hole. Aidan pulled out his two fingers and rubbed Mathew’s hole.

  “Now you’re ready,” said Aidan, his voice suddenly somewhat deeper.

  Mathew rested his head on his crossed arms on the carpet. Aidan’s took him by the hips and raised his butt up. Mathew bent his legs and was kneeling, his knees spread wide.

  Aidan’s body was straight, his large cock, curved and swinging, moved over Mathew’s ass. Aidan grabbed it by the shaft as Mathew closed his eyes. His eyebrows frowned as his fingers struggled not to shake - he wanted his ass fucked, destroyed, words went through his mind. He was scared in a way - not of pain but disappointment. He wanted to be good, to please Aidan who now pressed the tip of his cock against Mathew’s rear entrance.

  Mathew gasped.

  Striking pain spread from his hole to his guts and his whole body wiggled. Aidan moved back. He rubbed Mathew’s hole again and pressed his cock against it. His cock pushed inside once more, getting deeper this time. Mathew was holding his breath as a thick feeling of fullness enveloped his chest.

  Aidan pushed deeper. Mathew whimpered, tensed his abs and pushed his ass back, impaling himself on Aidan’s cock. His thighs shook, he stopped.

  Aidan rested his hands on Mathew’s ass, moved them slowly up and down, letting Mathew’s pulse calm down, letting him get used to the feeling. Then he grabbed Mathew’s hips, held them firmly and pulled his cock back, making Mathew choke on air. He pushed it in again just the same. He repeated it and went deeper.

  As Aidan picked up his pace, each time he pushed his cock as far as it would go, it kicked air out of Mathew’s lungs. Each time Mathew let out a squeak, a whimper and finally a whale. He groaned and grunted as Aidan’s cock never seemed to be done pushing deeper.