Chapter 5 – Study Break
Over the next few days, Gordon tried to apologize, but the college student was hardly at home and never alone. A week had gone by before he got his chance.
"Matthew … can I talk to you?"
"Talk about what?"
Gordon was momentarily startled by Matthew’s tone.
"You mean talk about the night you were out of control? You were jealous, Gordon, and you took it out on me."
"I'm sorry, Matthew."
"I told you … I warned you. What's between us is just business. If you had only listened … no one would have gotten hurt."
"Matthew, I know I hurt you … I don't know what to say or do, but I'm really sorry."
That night, Gordon laid awake for hours, staring at the ceiling, replaying how he had crossed the line. There were legal consequences to what he had done. Most of all, he was ashamed. He had hurt Matthew and he couldn't take it back.
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It had been four months since Matthew moved in and, once again, it was time to pay the rent.
"Here's 300 pounds. Do you want the other 200 this Saturday?"
"Don't worry about Saturday."
"Then here's another 200."
Matthew handed Gordon the money.
"You don’t have to pay …."
"Don't tell me what to do. I don't take charity, remember?"
Gordon didn't get any that day, but he had no regrets. He only wished he could do something for the kid to atone for how badly he had treated him.
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The next few days weren’t easy for Gordon. His chest tightened every time he thought about the college student. Gordon couldn't help it. He was attracted to the kid and felt guilty about what he had done.
Matthew was a mystery. He sold his body for rent money, yet he couldn't be bought. He only asked for 200 pounds, even though his landlord would have gladly paid much more.
Gordon wasn't falling for the kid. In many ways, he already had. Not that he was romantically in love with Matthew. Gordon just deeply cared about him. So much so that he was willing to do anything for him. But was such a thing possible, to feel so strongly for someone you barely knew?
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University exams were around the corner. All extracurricular activities including sports practice were suspended so students could focus on their studies.
When Gordon found Matthew asleep on the sofa with a book on his lap, he quietly draped a blanket over him. Though Gordon was careful, the kid woke up.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!"
"I'm sorry, Matthew."
"DON’T TOUCH ME, PERVERT!"
"I'm sorry ... I was just ... it won't happen again."
Embarrassed, Gordon hurriedly left the room. He felt bad about interrupting the college student’s rest during a critical period.
TEN minutes later … Gordon heard a knock on his door.
"Gordon, it's me. Can I come in?"
After entering the room, Matthew closed the door behind him.
"Matthew, I'm sorry about what happened down there ...."
"Listen ... I want to apologize for losing my temper. I was startled and shouldn't have said those things to you."
"Don't worry about it."
"You’re … not upset?”
Gordon shook his head.
Matthew paused.
“I guess you're not so bad for a forty-year-old."
"I'm only 36, you little fart head."
"Fart head? Now you’re carbon dating yourself."
For the first time in a long time, Gordon saw a genuine smile on the kid’s face.
"You're a real smart-ass, you know that?" accused Gordon.
"You mean pretty-ass. I’m not smart."
Gordon was relieved to see Matthew in a good mood again.
"Sorry I yelled at you earlier."
"It’s okay, Matthew."
"I know you just wanted to help. Exams are next week and everyone is stressed out."
"Let me know if there's anything I can do," offered Gordon.
"I should probably get back to studying …."
"Good luck on your exams."
Matthew reached for the doorknob, hesitated, then turned back.
"Actually … there might be something you could help with."
"What is it?"
Matthew paused.
"Never mind … I don’t think I should ask."
"Why not? Are you still mad at me?"
"Nah, I just don't think I deserve your help."
"I want to help, if you’ll let me."
"Are you sure?"
Gordon nodded. He really wanted to help the kid in any way he could.
"Alright, if you insist ... but don't tell me I didn't warn you."
"I won't."
"These past couple of days, with exams and all … I haven't been myself. I haven't been eating or sleeping right. As a result, I've built up this … tension in my body."
"It sounds serious."
"It's affecting everyone I know. But for me, in particular, it's been … really hard.”
“Let me know what I can do.”
“This tension … is getting worse every day. I'm not sure what to do, but recently it’s accumulated into a major … hard-on.”
At first, Gordon wasn’t sure if he heard correctly. But then Matthew grabbed himself below the waist and raised his eyebrows.
“Do you think you can help me out?"
Gordon broke out laughing.
"Come on! I'm serious …."
"You’re right. I'm sorry."
Matthew looked slightly annoyed.
"Do you wanna help or not?"
“I want to help.”
"Let me take a quick shower first."
"Don’t."
Matthew: “...”
"I like the way you smell."
Matthew didn’t know how to respond, so he shrugged his shoulders, then casually pulled off his shirt.
Gordon’s reaction was immediate. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the kid. That is, until Matthew bent down to take off his shorts.
What surprised Gordon was the fact that the kid wasn't wearing anything underneath. Getting on his knees, Gordon got right to work and proceeded to worship Matthew’s beautiful cock.
“Fuck, Gordon. Is that the back of your throat?”
Gordon remembered how stressful exams were and wanted to give his tenant the sexual release that he needed.
TWENTY minutes later, Matthew’s load didn’t disappoint. Gordon savored every drop, choosing to continue to nurse on the boy until it was completely drained.
Matthew left for the university library afterwards. It was open all night during the week leading up to exams.
That night, the attorney was in a good mood. Although he was able to give the kid a well-deserved study break, it was Gordon who got the better end of the stick.
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To be continued.
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