Alex’s Confession
Friendship and sex, the two don't generally go together. Yet Matthew's relationship with Jose was just that. They laughed, they enjoyed each other's company, and they remained good friends despite the fact that they were doing it EVERY DAY.
Matthew spent more time with Jose, learning from his friend’s experience with the same gender. He got Jose to teach him things that he never imagined possible, pleasures that Jose knew so well.
Jose had feelings for the kid, but Matthew could not return them. Asking for love but getting free, unlimited sex. It was a good deal in many ways, yet it also wasn't. Jose went along with it because he got to spend more time with the kid, but it was also beginning to tear him apart from the inside out.
Early morning and in the middle of the night, they would do it regularly. Whenever Jose wanted the kid, he would find him and take him on the spot. Whatever Matthew was doing didn't matter, combing his hair, listening to music, doing homework, it didn't matter. If Jose wanted sex, then he simply took it without asking.
Countless times they would do it. Jose did it from behind, one hand on Matthew's neck or waist, holding him in place while he thrusted. Sometimes letting his free hand roam across the kid's chest or abs, sometimes grasping and tugging, sometimes choking the kid. At times he would jack off the kid, at other times he would just tease and torture him.
Matthew would often hold on to a table, a chair, a window frame, looking ahead. Sometimes looking back, making eye contact and showing his pearly white teeth.
Matthew's innocent smile often stimulated a harder, longer session. Jose wanted to please the kid, to show him what he could do, to show him what was possible. He also wanted to use the boy’s body in the worst way. He understood that it wasn't love. He had feelings for the kid, but Matthew had feelings for someone else.
After one of their many private sessions, Jose asked the kid for another round.
"Wanna do it again?"
"You didn't have enough?"
"Matt, I'll never get enough of you."
"Let’s save it for tomorrow."
"Please," pleaded Jose, as he pulled the kid back to bed.
“I can’t. I have to leave soon.”
"You're meeting him, aren't you?"
Matthew was startled by Jose’s question.
"And why does that concern you?"
Jose went silent. They had argued about this before. He couldn't hide his disappointment.
"Jose, I need you to understand that what we have is friendship. There can never be more …."
"Why not?"
"I don't wanna talk about it right now."
Matthew picked up his clothes and started to put them on.
"It's because I'm not good enough for you. I’m just a farmhand and you’re my employer."
"That's bullshit and you know it!" fumed Matthew, before he stormed out of the house.
Matthew was disappointed that he had to leave like this. He felt that Jose was being unreasonable.
The kid gave his body to Jose like he did to no one else. And Jose was certainly taking advantage of it. They were fucking DAILY. What more could Jose want?
Matthew had already made it clear that he did not have feelings for his Latin friend. But his relationship troubles with Jose had to be put aside, for Alex needed him and, in many ways, he also needed Alex.
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When Matthew met up with Alex, they goofed off in town, grabbing coffee and people watching. Matthew intentionally wanted to be seen in public with his best friend. He wanted the rest of the world to know that he would never be friends with anyone who didn’t accept Alex.
Later that night, they go clubbing. Matthew had managed to borrow the fake IDs again. They ordered drinks and checked out the crowded room, before hitting the dance floor for some serious cardio. Throughout the night, a lot of girls came over to dance with the two handsome lads, leaving their phone numbers with them.
"Did you have fun tonight?" asked Matthew.
Alex nodded.
"You were quite popular. Everyone wanted to dance with you."
"Whatever, Matt."
When they got back to Alex’s place, Matthew walked his best friend to the front door.
"Matt …."
"Yeah?"
"Do you have feelings for my sister?"
Matthew froze.
“I don’t.”
"And did you do anything with her recently?"
"We kissed,” confessed Matthew.
Almost immediately, Matthew felt guilty. The last time they argued about Sara, Alex had hit him.
“I'm sorry, Alex. I should have told you. Please don't be mad."
"It's okay. Sara told me what happened. She confessed that she was at fault and promised to leave you alone. She did that after I told her I think I'm in love … with you."
Matthew: “...”
Before Matthew had a chance to respond, Alex’s mom opened the front door.
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