The Matt R Story

=== January 8th, 2016 ===

=== Nolan ===

I was walking out of my psychology class, when my phone buzzed. It was a text from Matt.

"Hey, can you come pick me up? I'm at Physical Therapy, and a truck rammed my car."

I replied quickly.

"Well what do you expect? You park like an idiot."

"Very funny. Just get over here."

When I got over there, Dr. Johnson pulled me aside.

Dr. Johnson: "Hey, Nolan. Matt's almost completely finished with his appointments, but I think he needs to stretch a little more at home so we can wrap up quicker. You think you can get him to do that?"

Nolan: "Uh, I can try, Dr. Johnson."

Dr. Johnson: "Okay. And, uh, you can call me Dick."

Nolan: "Dick Johnson?."

Dick: "I know. What were my parents thinking?"

Matt and I walked out to my car, and got in.

Me: "Holy crap."

Matt: "What?"

Me: "No wonder you have a smile on your face after every appointment."

Matt: "Whaddya mean?"

Me: "Dr. Johnson is a total D-I-L-F."

Matt: "What?!"

Me: "Think about it. Every Friday, he touches your thigh, massages your back, and wraps around you from behind to show you how to do things."

Matt: "Come on, he's 40!"

Me: "... and divorced... and hot... and you've even told me you had the hots for our Pre-Calc teacher back in High School, and he was 42!"

Matt: "Well, I don't know. I mean, he's my doctor."

Me: "He won't be after 4 more appointments... unless you keep putting off the stretching."

Matt: "Oh, so that's why he pulled you aside?"

Me: "Yup."

Matt: "Well, I'll do it before dinner."

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We got to our building, and pulled into the garage. That's when a man in 3 coats and no pants jumped out from the stairwell.

Matt: "Hey, crazy Zeke."

Crazy Zeke is our building's pot dealer (Imagine how happy he was when Washington State legalized pot). He may seem creepy and scary at first, but once you get to now him, he's a nice guy.

Zeke: "Hey guys, you want some free samples?"

Me: "We're not 21, Zeke."

Zeke: "I won't tell no one! Right, Delores?"

Who's Delores, you ask? One of the voices in his head.

Matt: "Ok."

We got up to our apartment.

Me: "All right, you said you'd stretch. Stretch."

Matt: "Not right now. We just got home. Let's relax first."

Me: "Fine. You want to relax? Let's relax."

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5 minutes later the room was filled with "fog."

Matt: "Whoa. I can see smells."

Me: "Dude. You're high."

Matt: "High and relaxed. I'll stretch for you now."

Suddenly was leaning over me, and arched his back toward me.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Matt: "Back stretches. And maybe a little grinding."

Me: "Matt, I have a boyfriend."

Matt: "I won't tell."

He took off his shirt.

Matt: "And now for my arm stretches."

Me: "Matt, this is a bad id..."

He held his head behind his back, and leaned back, stretching his chest out.

Suddenly the pot kicked in. I was stripping my clothes off, and by the time I was down to just my underwear, my judgement was out the window. No, more than out the window; my judgement jumped out the window, hailed a taxi, and is currently halfway to Tacoma.

At that moment, I was no longer Nolan Reynolds, Valedictorian for the Martha Washington High School class of '15, top freshman astrophysics student at the University of Washington, and member of the Lake Union STEM team. Now I was Nolan, horny, geeky, and agressive twink.

Me: "Lay down on the floor, and do your leg cross stretch. But first, take your clothes off."

Bet you've never heard of a dominant bottom before, huh?

In 10 seconds, both of us were wearing nothing but our glasses. It's our fetish.

He got down on the floor, and I grabbed his ankles. I pulled his legs up, and stretched then over his torso.

Matt: "Nolan... this is starting to hurt."

Me: "Fine. But you have one more stretch."

Matt: "What are you talking about? I did all three... oh!"

I yanked him off the ground, and slammed him into the couch.

Me: "Come on, you high nerd. Let's stretch your fucking penis."

I slurped down his cock immediately, while Matt reached down and started jacking mine.

Matt: "Oh, Nolan."

I went up and down on him fast and aggressively.

Matt: "Oh, God. You are so much better than anyone I've been with."

I took my mouth off him, but put my hand on his shaft to take its place.

Me: "And you are better than my ex boyfriends and ex-girlfriends combined. Even Eddie doesn't compare to you, you sexy man."

Matt: "Did any of them ever do this?"

He lied down on the couch, and lifted me up so I was sitting on his torso, facing his feet.

Matt: "OH GOD! OH FUCK!"

He instantly started spraying jets of cum onto me.

Pretty soon, I was getting close, and I turned around and jerked off in the direction of his mouth.

Me: "Open wide."

Every drop of cum the sprayed from my dick went into his mouth. I scooped his cum off of me, and put it in my mouth. Then, I leaned in and we made out, mixing our cum in our mouths.

The pot was starting to clear.

Matt: "We definitely need to bleach the couch before your parents visit."

We laughed. Which ended abruptly when:

Eddie: "Nolan?!"

Eddie was standing in the doorway.

This cannot be happening.

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Matt's POV

Eddie and Nolan were out in the hall, fighting, while I was in my bathrobe, making coffee to clear up the effects of the pot.

I couldn't hear their fight, but I swear, all 7 of the dirty words, plus the words "bastard," "bitch," "perverted sex demon," and even "f****t," were uttered during the fight.

After about 2 reruns of "Friends," their fight ended.

Nolan: "FINE!"

Eddie: "FINE!"

Nolan came in, slamming the door behind him.

Me: "Hey Nolan. Want some coffee?"

Nolan: "No. I'm going to take a bath, and then take a nap."

Ah, Fridays.

Me: "Look, I'm sorry."

Nolan: "Don't worry. This never would've happened if I didn't get us high."

He went into his bathroom.

The phone rang.

Me: "Hello?"

Dick: "Matt. It's Dick. I wanted to say that you are making great progress, and I wanted to take you out on a date after you're finished with your sessions next month."

My dreamy DILF doctor was finally asking me out!

Me: "Of course!"

This is going to be good.

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Next, in "The Matt R Story, Chapter 6: Dick":

42-year-old Dr. Dick Johnson shows 18-year-old Matt Reynolds how to do Valentine's Day correctly. Something to do with chocolate sauce, porn, and a helpful machine.

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Author:

I'M BACK, BABY!

No, I will not tell you why I was gone.

Also, Martha Washington High School is not a real school.