Matt, the Fainting Musclebottom

It had been so nice to meet Matt’s brothers and his sisters-in-law. It was a great night. Lots of laughter and good food. It was a surprise how different the Burne brothers were from each other. Jim was a successful business man, more the formal Burne brother. Tom sported a bushy beard and a slightly rounder physique. He wore a shirt with a floral pattern and seemed quite laid-back. And then there was Matt, the athletic Burne brother. It had been interesting to see how they were seemingly so different from each other, but had great rapport between them. The sisters-in-law had also been great. I sat next to Mackenzie and she had been very interested in our life in the US, asking me lots of questions.

Jim had asked how Matt’s condition had been.

“Has it gotten better? Because I remember you passing out the entire time when you last visited.”

“Alex is so good with it, too”, Shannan piped up.

“Alex does help a lot, I have to say”, Matt looked at me. I blushed.

“But yeah, it really depends on the situation. Knocks on the head are still the worst. And flying here was… well…”

“Sounds like you got lots of sleep on the plane!”, Tom said, laughing loudly at his own joke.

Once the family left and Matt and I had gone to bed, we were tired and slightly drunk, so we fell asleep quite quickly. Today, Matt and I were going to drive up to Nanango and see his father. We were going to be there for a few days. Shannan was sad to see us go so quickly but knew she would be welcoming us back soon. She gave us a smaller bag to put some clothes and toiletries into so we could leave most of our luggage behind in her guest room. Matt and I hugged his mother goodbye.

“See you in a few days!”

We were going to drive more inland and I was excited what that would look like. I was expecting a desert landscape. I let Matt drive again as we went back onto the highway.

I must have dozed off because I suddenly awoke when Matt was taking a highway exit.

“Where are we?”, I asked.

“I think it’s called Caboolture here”, he said, clearly looking at the GPS screen.

There were trees all around us, and it looked like the road was paved straight through the woods. The sun shone straight into our faces. Matt was wearing sunglasses so he could see. It was a warm 31 degrees Celsius, which I converted to 86 degrees Fahrenheit on my phone. Every now and again, I saw a small town by one of the exits, but Matt continued driving on this small road. I felt like we were driving further and further away from civilization. And I was sort of loving it.

“The road is getting more and more quiet”, I said.

“It’ll get more crowded soon as we pass through Wamuran”, Matt answered. And he was right. We passed through a small town, which had not much more than a BP. But soon we were back among the trees. This pattern repeated itself when we also passed through D’Aguilar and then Woodford.

The nature continued to be surprisingly green.

“I thought all of this was going to be desert”, I admitted.

“There actually is no desert in Eastern Australia”, Matt said. “The nearest one is much further inland.”

“Oh.”

“Are you disappointed?”

“Not at all! I just pictured it differently. I did have this fear your Dad would have a pet iguana that would sleep in the bed or something.”

Matt laughed.

When we drove into Kilcoy, it had a parking lot with public bathrooms. There were some benches and a so-called Snack Shack to get some food and drinks. Kilcoy clearly knew most people were going to be driving through.

“It’s still going to be quite a long drive”, Matt said.

“Yeah, let’s pull over for a while.”

When we went into the men’s room, and I pulled out my cock I suddenly remembered this must have been the longest Matt and I had gone without sex. We used the urinals shoulder to shoulder, and Matt couldn’t resist looking. Because there was no-one else, Matt quickly reached over, giving me a few tugs. I was immediately hard as a rock and from what I could tell, so was he. We tried to control our urges and pushed our boners into our shorts.

We had some sandwiches from the Snack Shack on the picknick tables that were conveniently located near the parking lot.

After about a 20-minute pit stop, we got back in the car. Matt continued driving, and suddenly I noticed that his orange shorts had a stain on the front.

“Babe?”, I started.

“Yeah?”

“Are you hard right now?”

“As a rock. And have been since my shower yesterday.”

I smiled.

“Are you OK?”, I asked.

“I just need to focus on the drive or I’ll go crazy”, he said. He didn’t even look my way as he continued to drive. There had been no opportunity for us to have sex this entire time. Matt’s libido was even higher than mine, so I knew he must have been incredibly horny this morning. Even though he was telling me not to, I couldn’t resist and I reached over to touch his bulge. I knew we were both going commando. I grabbed his cock. I heard Matt moaning.

“I… can’t”, he said.

He spotted a small road to the right and drove onto it. It wasn’t even paved. The road seemed desolate, it was just open fields and trees. Matt stopped the car.

“I think we’ll be safe here”, he said, as he undid his seatbelt and started kissing me.

“I’m so horny”, he then whispered. He went into my shorts and bent forward to start sucking my cock. It felt so good, I was pretty much ready to cum right then. So it didn’t take long for me to take his head in my hands to kiss him, so I wouldn’t orgasm from his blowjob. After that kiss, I asked him, “So do you want me to fuck you?”

With his beautifully big brown eyes, he looked at me in all seriousness and quickly nodded ‘yes’. Now I undid my seatbelt and took off his tanktop. His beautifully smooth muscular body was still too good to be true, as I kissed his chest and sucked on his nipples. My hands made their way from his shoulders to his enormous arms. I kissed his cock through his shorts.

“These are going to have to come off”, I said.

Matt immediately obeyed and slipped off the shorts, his erect, 5’’ cock slapping against his stomach and pointing up as he bent forward in the car seat. We tried to figure out a way to do this inside of the car, but soon enough we realized we had to open the car door.

Matt put his upper body on the seat while standing outside, as I went around and rimmed him.

“I’m going to cum!”, he said within a few seconds.

And he did, he covered the side of the car seat with his cum, as he then collapsed onto his knees in the dirt. I held him up as he just sat on his knees for a while. My rock hard cock was right at his face level. I poked him in the face with my cock and then decided putting it in his mouth, which was hanging open. That seemed to wake him up really fast as he then continued to suck it.

“No, I want it in my arse”, he then decided. He got up again and took the same position as before. Only this time he wanted me to fuck him. So I did. But I also didn’t last very long. I came in his hole and my entire body shuddered.

Matt turned around and kissed me. He still had a rock hard cock.

“Are you going to be OK driving?”, I asked.

“Your cum in my hole will keep me satisfied for a while”, he said.

I laughed.

We continued to drive and I now saw the lovely green hills. I was enjoying the drive more. The road even took us up in the mountains for a little while. We had been driving for almost two hours and I was ready for it to end.

“Still a little while”, Matt said.

We passed through a town called Blackbutt, which I thought was funny, and then Yarraman.

“We’re nearly in Nanango”, Matt said.

Nanango was the town Matt had grown up in. He had promised to show me around the area for a little bit, before we drove to where his father now lived. Matt said that originally Nanango belonged to the Wakka Wakka people until Europeans showed up in the 19th century.

“There’s now slightly under 4,000 people living in the town, it has grown a lot since I lived here”, he said.

It was nice to see his face light up when we crossed two more hills and saw Nanango in the distance.

Once we entered the village, Matt turned left on Brown Street and then a right on Cairns Street. He pointed to one of the houses on the right.

“This is where I grew up, that house there.”

It was a one-storey house.

“Your parents, two brothers, and you?”

“Yep.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, I was used to sharing my bedroom. Bunkbeds, even. We didn’t have much, but I don’t remember us being particularly poor. Like, there was always food, there were holidays to the beach. I mainly remember having lots of room to play in the fields with my brothers and my friends.”

“That does sound pretty good”, I said.

At one point, Matt took a right on what looked like one of the bigger streets of the village. It was called Drayton Street. There were shops, restaurants, even some small hotels. Further on, Matt parked across a school.

“This is where I first kissed a boy and a girl.”

“Awww!”

“It’s a primary school. I was like, 8 years old.”

“Oh wow! So you knew quite early on, then?”

“I didn’t exactly know. I just did what I liked. I noticed people reacted differently when I spoke about Caleb and when I spoke about Keira. I subconsciously pushed some feelings away, until I was like, 19.”

“That’s kinda sad. But relatable.”

We smiled at each other and gave each other a quick kiss.

“I just had to show you this”, Matt concluded as he prepared to turn and drive back to where we came from and immediately turned right onto Gold Street.

“We’re practically here!”, he then said.

And suddenly I got nervous again. Nervous to meet the father.

As we drove through Gold Street, I saw a park to my left. At the T-junction, Matt took a right. It was quite a green street. There were lots of trees and lots of space between the houses. Some of these houses looked, as Matt had mentioned, quite old. The road swerved to the left and so did we. It went slightly uphill, but before we got to the top, Matt took a left onto a driveway.

“Here we are!”, he said.

Matt put his hand on my thigh. I took his hand and squeezed it.

“He’s not the easiest person in the world. But you mean the most to me. More than anything he could think. So please just be yourself”, Matt said.

I sighed.

“I’ll try.”

From the outside the house looked like a small bungalow. Matt parked on the concrete patio in front. There was another car parked under a small roofed space right next to the house. As we got out of the car, the front door swung open to find a 5’8’’ (173cm), skinny-looking man with grey hair coming towards us.

“Matty, you made it!”

“Hey, Dad!”, Matt replied as they walked up to each other and gave each other a big hug. Matt wasn’t in any way unstable or wobbly like he was with his mother. I took our bag from the backseat and went up to the two of them.

“Dad, meet my boyfriend Alex. Alex, this is my Dad, Clive.”

“So nice to meet you finally”, I said.

“Welcome to Australia!”, he replied.

I smiled.

“Thank you!”

Clive invited us inside. There was no hallway, we immediately walked into a living room, which just fit a sofa and a TV. There was also a small kitchen and dining area. The house did have three bedrooms. One of which was going to be our room for the next two nights. It was about the same size as what we got in Shannan’s apartment, except we didn’t have our own bathroom this time, nor was there direct access to a balcony, which obviously wasn’t there. The window did look out on a covered patio and quite a large garden.

“You boys get settled in, yeah? Want me to get you some beers and nibbles?”

“Sounds good Dad, after a shower though!”, Matt said as he winked at me. He probably thought it was inappropriate that he was holding my cum in his hole as we visited his father.

“I’ll get you a towel, yeah?”

“Great!”

I walked back into the living room and found the sliding doors to the patio behind the dining table. It was such a nice day. I wandered into the garden which was so green. The sun beamed down on me, making me feel warm and slightly sweaty. If this was spring, what would summer be like?

“Hey, I got you a beer, yeah?”, I then heard from right behind me.

“Oh hey! Thanks!”

I took the blue can of Foster’s from his hand.

“So, yeah? You do drink beer?”

“Sure!”

“OK. Good. Can’t say I have much else to offer you, mate!”, he laughed.

I nervously giggled with him as I took a sip from the can. Now that I had a chance to look at Clive, I could see the resemblance in their facial features. Though their physiques were worlds apart.

“So when did you lot land?”

“Yesterday morning. It was quite a long trip actually, so it was good that we got some rest before the drive up here.”

“It’s not too bad though is it? And it’s a nice drive, yeah?”

“Yeah it wasn’t too bad!”, I smiled.

We stood next to each other in the middle of the garden and I could feel an awkward silence coming on.

“I really like your garden. Is it a lot of work to maintain?”

“Yeah it takes some time and effort. But I just pop open a beer and have at it every other weekend or so!”

Clive’s accent and way of speaking came across to me like every sentence ended with a question mark, even when they clearly weren’t intended to sound like that.

“Is this your first Australian beer then?”

“We had some last night actually. Really good.”

Silence returned.

“I’ll get you boys something to nibble on then, yeah?”

“That sounds great!”

Clive went back into the house. This was going to be rough.

Matt came walking onto the patio wearing just his blue shorts and some flip flops. His smooth, ripped physique was eye-catching as always. The shorts hung low on his hips, showing off his defined V-lines.

“So, I feel better”, he said.

“You look better”, I said, as we smiled at each other.

Just then Clive came walking out with a bowl of potato chips.

“There’s my boy!”, he said, slapping Matt on the back. “Sit down, have a beer, yeah? It’s nice and cold.”

Matt obeyed.

“So? Tell me what’s up? How are ya, Matty?”

I noticed Matt told a much more extensive version of what had happened in the last year than he had told his Mom the day before. It was clear Clive and Matt weren’t in touch as often.

“And this is your fella then?”

Clive pointed at me.

“Yeah, that’s me!”

I told Clive about what I do for a living and how Matt and I met. Once I finished talking, he turned to Matt and said, “So this bisexual thing isn’t a gag, yeah?”

I felt like the mood had suddenly changed. Matt, however, laughed.

“I brought home a boy before, Dad, remember?”

“That lad from your team? I thought that was just a phase, mate!”

“I told you then, and I’m telling you now, I love this man.”

“Well, all right.”

Matt turned to me and gave me a kiss on the mouth.

“Yeah yeah, you made your point.”

And that was the last we spoke about it that day.

Clive and Matt took me for a walk around Nanango. We walked back to the primary school and took a right onto Drayton Street, which was clearly the main street of the town. They both shared stories from when Matt was growing up here, and it was sort of cool to hear. It didn’t seem like much had changed in Nanango over the last few decades, which came with a certain charm. The three of us ate at Nanango Seafood Takeaway, where they made me have fish and chips. Which was actually really good. We ate it at the bench out front. Comparing it to the lavish dinner Shannan had prepared, it was quite the contrast.

I asked if there was a nice bar we could have some drinks at. Clive and Matt laughed. We picked up some beers from a liquor store called Cellarbrations on Fitzroy Street and we walked back to the house while drinking. It didn’t take long for Matt to no longer walk in a straight line. His father seemed much steadier but instead started slurring his words.

Once we made it back, I was exhausted and I could tell Matt was too. We went to bed. Seeing Matt undress completely and hop into bed with me made me incredibly horny. My hand slid across his smooth thigh and ass.

“Hey babe”, Matt whispered. I kissed him.

“I don’t think I’m very comfortable doing this when the room shares a wall with my Dad’s”, he admitted, still whispering. I understood. Matt hugged me tight.

“You were great today. I love you”, he said.

“I love you too”, I said.

He kissed me again on my cheek. I laid on my back, my erection raising up the duvet into a tent. Matt cuddled me and slowly drifted off. It wasn’t much later that incredibly loud snoring could be heard from the other side of the wall. Our love-making would not have been heard, clearly. It took me a while to get to sleep.

To be continued…