Hey Guys! Here's the fifth chapter of Back to You. Big thanks for all the likes and comments. I read each and every one of them. Please keep letting me know what you think- I always take them into consideration when I'm writing the next chapters. This one's a little shorter- the story line for this chapter just seemed to have a natural finish. Still more chapters to come!
Chapter 5: I could get used to this.
Matt stirred, as the morning light crept through the curtains of Oliver's windows, flashing a light on his feet. He opened his eyes slowly, feeling the warmth of Ollie's breath on the back of his neck, blowing up every short strand of hair he had. He felt disoriented for a bit, not recognizing his surroundings as he lie stark naked in a bed that wasn't his. Breaking through the haze, he sighed in relief and cozied himself into Ollie, remembering the boy and every single thing they had done last night. He dug in, feeling his back press against Oliver's hard chest. Even in his sleep, he could feel Ollie tighten his grip on him as he leaned closer. Matt clenched slightly, feeling his lover's shaft rest perfectly against his hole. He bit down on his lip, remembering the feeling of Ollie pushing into him, causing Matt to tighten up, feeling the tenderness within his body. Last night he gave himself up to Oliver and was met with an experience beyond expectations. Oliver too, allowed himself to be taken in the same way. As he felt the boy's warmth penetrate his skin and sink through to his bones, he could practically see the thin line that separated the two of them blow away like dust in the wind.
He closed his eyes, not trying to fall back asleep, but wanting to enjoy this moment. He could hear Oliver's soft breath, inhaling his every being as he pressed his skin further into him. After a few minutes of silent bliss, Matt grew restless. He unwrapped Oliver's arms from his body, laying them gently on his side. Moving ever so slightly, he turned as to not wake him. There, face to face, he examined the small pout that formed at Oliver's mouth, complete with furred brows and well pronounced lines that ran along the top of his forehead. He wondered what could be going through the boy's tired mind.
A few minutes later, Oliver stirred. Matt watched as the boy slowly opened his eyes, still keeping that disdained look as he allowed them to focus. It wasn't until he caught sight of Matt, lying peacefully beside him that his expression changed to that of relief. Oliver called out, still groggy, "Morning."
Matt let the soft tone of Oliver's voice reverberate through the room. He smiled slightly, "Good morning to you too."
Oliver reached his arms out, motioning to Matty to close the gap that was left between them. The boy was practically begging for an embrace and Matt was more than happy to oblige. Scooting closer, Oliver hugged his boy tightly, brushing his nose against Matt's. Oliver asked, "You sleep okay?"
Matt yawned out, "Better than I have in a while."
Oliver hugged tighter, "Good. Cause I can get used to this."
Matt raised his finger, gently tracing the lines on Oliver's forehead that had disappeared. He commented, "You were frowning right before you woke up, you looked a little uncomfortable. Did you have a bad dream or something?"
Oliver ran his palms against the soft hair on Matt's arms, "No. I-" He stopped himself, "Nevermind, it's stupid."
Matt made a face, "You made me pull over yesterday cause I refused to tell you what was bothering me. Now spit it out."
Oliver exhaled, "Fine. I felt you pulling away from me earlier and I thought you had left." Oliver pressed his palm on his forehead, embarrassed by the omission.
Matt steadied the boy's uneasiness, "Not a chance, Morrison." Tightening his grip on the boy's wrists, he added, "That was really cute by the way. Now come on, I'm dying to kiss you," as he stood up and motioned the two of them towards the bathroom.
There, Oliver reached into one of the drawers and pulled out a unopened toothbrush to Matt as he plopped himself on the white counter. He winced slightly, feeling the cold surface on his bear ass as he swung his legs about, hoping the motions would keep him warm. They brushed their teeth while exchanging playful shrugs and lustful glances. Matt relaxed, finally free from every last inhibition that taunted him. This felt comfortable. And for Matt, who spent the last few years of his life uneasy in his own skin, he knew he could get used to this. Spitting out, Oliver opened his mouth, flashing Matt his incredibly white toothed smile causing the boy to blush.
Matt teased, "I swear you should be on a Colgate commercial."
Oliver quickly replied, "I'll be their damn spokesperson if that's what it takes to get a kiss."
Oliver moved towards the space left between Matt's open legs. Pushing him, he wrapped his arms around the boy's sides while Matt circled his legs behind him, trapping him in. Matt leaned in and hugged Oliver, sending a wave of heat that washed over his naked body. Oliver followed his lead, resting his chin against Matty's shoulder. The gesture felt out of place, considering the sexual discovery the boys had yesterday and the days before. But Oliver reminded himself that Matty was his best friend long before he was his lover. They had never been weary of sharing an embrace as kids, and now that they've both grown, nothing seemed to change. There, with their arms wrapped around each other, it was like a new layer being sealed around their friendship.
Feeling Matty's legs tightly wrapped around his body, Oliver gripped his boy and swiftly lifted him up in the air. Matt jerked back from the sudden movement, but Ollie's hand pressed against the boy's back, holding him steady. Matt raised an eyebrow, impressed, "Someone's been eating their veggies."
Oliver exhaled, trying to play off the difficulty he had keeping Matt in the air. Looking down, he saw Matty's abs bundled together while his thick thighs practically poured out over Oliver's palms. He admitted, reaching the foot of the bed, "You're heavier than you look, Stevens."
