Chapter 3 – Infatuation
The next day and the following week, Gordon didn't see much of Matthew. It was almost as if the kid was intentionally avoiding him.
Matthew was on campus every day, all day, until late at night. Group projects, sports practice, college parties, just about everything took precedence over time spent at home.
During this time, Gordon lived in a state of emotional turmoil and frustration. He knew he was infatuated with the kid, he knew he wanted to have Matthew at all costs. But what could he do? The college student had made it clear to him that their relationship was business and nothing more.
One night of passion and then absolute distance. It was more than Gordon could accept. He desired Matthew's youth and sex. Just thinking about the things that he wanted to do to the kid gave him a heartache.
Gordon had money. In the courtroom, he even had power. Why couldn't he just rent Matthew whenever he wanted? Was it really too much to ask?
The attorney’s performance at work began to suffer. Gordon couldn’t concentrate and was easily distracted. His thoughts were constantly preoccupied with his tenant. But was it just the incredible face and body, or did he want more?
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Two weeks flew by before Gordon had the opportunity to confront the college student. He was making breakfast when the teenager ran into him.
“Sorry,” apologized Matthew.
Matthew's unintentional body contact with Gordon was the first since that lustful night.
"Have you had breakfast yet?” asked Gordon.
"I’ll grab something on campus."
"I made extra. Have some."
Gordon set two plates of food on the table. Matthew hesitated at first, but then began to devour it.
"How have you been?" asked Gordon.
"Busy with school. Yourself?"
"Matthew … there's something I want to talk to you about."
"If this is about your feelings for me, then I don't wanna talk about it," interrupted Matthew.
The teenager’s instincts were usually right. Based on his past experience, he believed it was best to nip such things in the bud.
"Why, Matthew?"
"Because if you have feelings for me … then I'll have to move out."
After draining his glass of orange juice, Matthew brought his plate to the dishwasher.
"Thanks for breakfast."
Matthew exited the house with his book and gym bags in tote.
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Gordon ran into Matthew more than once afterwards, but each time the kid conveniently excused himself with study, swim practice, or a social event.
Then, one day, it was time to pay the rent again.
"Gordon, here's 300 pounds. Do you want the other 200 now, or can I pay you on Saturday?"
"Pay me on Saturday."
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That Saturday, Matthew was absent from the house all day. In anticipation, Gordon hadn't touched himself all week.
At 8PM, Gordon was already in his room reading. An hour later, he heard the unmistakable sound of someone swiftly ascending the stairs to the third floor.
"Gordon, can I come in?"
Matthew entered the room and shut the door behind him. Then he locked it.
"I brought 200 pounds in case you changed your mind."
"I don’t need the money. Do you have second thoughts?"
Matthew shook his head and returned the money to his pocket.
The kid fidgeted for a moment, before his fingers found the hem of his shirt, which he swiftly pulled off. Every inch of his lean build was well-defined.
Next, Matthew bent down to remove his sweatpants and step out of them. Then the college student removed his boxer briefs and stood still while Gordon stared at his thick cock.
“Fuck, Matthew. Your body is really beautiful.”
That night, Gordon gave his tenant head and a 200-pound discount on his rent. After the college student left the house, Gordon jacked off while the residual taste, smell, and images were still fresh in his mind.
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To be continued.
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