This is a story.
Although some of it has a little basis in truth.
I have a Jared, who I've known for a long time, and I promised I would visit him. This is the start of me working my way to keeping that promise, and a fantasy of what will happen when I do see him...
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"So are you gay, or bi?"
It had been 2 years, or maybe even 3, since Jared has asked Matt that questions. He shrugged it off and claimed straightness, but in his mind, he began to think different.
Years later, and that thought was no longer stewing, it was a reality now, and Matt was on a train to stay at Jared's for the night.
He had been promising Jared that he would come and visit him. Today he would live up to that promise, and with a bag of naughty surprises sat on his lap, he was nervous and shaking with it.
The train took a while to get to the right stop, but when it did, Matt wasted no time in rushing off the train and out of the station, where by the road, smiling the most beautiful smile Matt had ever seen, was Jared.
"Hello!" Beamed Matt, walking towards Jared, the nerves getting worse.
"Hello to you too!" Jared smirked.
Before Matt could ever realise what he was doing, he had kissed Jared quickly and gently on the lips.
"I thought you might do that." Jared smiled again, taking Matt's hand and leading him down the road. The walk to Jared house wasn't too long, though the walk up to Jared's bedroom seemed to take a year. Matt was seriously nervous now, shaking more than ever.
Jared gestured Matt into the bedroom. "Why you shaking?" He asked as he shut the door.
"Oh, no, nothing, just excited to see you!" Matt lied.
Jared smiled, knowing that Matt was lying. He made his way to the double bed, and from his bedside table he took the TV remote.
Matt removed his coat and his bag and placed them upon the floor. Then he joined Jared on the bed, and the shaking continued.
As Jared flicked through the channels of the TV, until he found something suitable for them to watch - a nice action movie - Matt watched him, observing Jared's body. He was slender and tall, with brunette hair, and eyes that made Matt's hear melt.
Jared was dressed in a tight pair of jeans, under his zip, a bulge had been growing.
He was gorgeous, with a body that Matt had fantasised about kissing all over, and a face that was strikingly handsome.
Jared clocked Matt's eyes glancing over, and slowly placed his arm close to Matt's side.
As they watched the film, Jared gently began to move his arm closer and closer, until his arm made contact.
The butterflies in Matt's stomach were doing summersaults.
Without looking, Matt gently took Jared's arm and guided it to the crotch of his trousers. Below the zip, Jared could feel the pulsing manhood that had been hard since Matt left the train station.