Matt and Jason Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Matt and Jason Ch. 03

... somewhat indignant at first, but joined in. Finally, he buried his face in in open hands and blurted out, "Aww, fuuuuuuuuuck. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. What the fuck are we doing, Jason? What the fuck is this?"

"Whadda you mean?" I asked, still chuckling.

Matt was still laughing himself, but somewhat exasperatedly. "I mean... what the fuck are we doing?!? You're a GUY. I'm a GUY. And guys don't do this!"

"Well, clearly some guys..."

"You know what I mean, asshole!" Matt playfully punched my arm. "I mean, seriously. I've been around guys my whole life and I've never done shit like this. I've never thought about doing shit like this, I've never wanted to do shit like this! I like women! I like fucking women! And then you come along and... FUUUUUCK!"

He stood up, naked except for his torn shirt, flapping open as he moved. A silent reminder of hard we had gone after each other. Matt walked towards cupboard, pulled out a bottle and poured himself a drink. Without a pause, he tossed it back. He then considered for a second, then poured us both one, and walked back to me on the couch. He sat down heavily and handed me a glass. I hoisted myself up and sat down on the couch properly like a civilized man. I knew he was gathering up his thoughts, and casually took a sip of my drink.

When he didn't say anything, I decided to break the silence. "Matt, bud... if it helps, I know exactly how you feel. Exactly. This has been so fucking wild. You're a guy. In every sense of the ...

... word. Yes... you smell. You sweat. You have... all this hair! Everywhere!" Matt chuckled. "It's not like body hair has always been a secret fetish of mine and now I'm living my best life. When I was with a woman, any woman, if she didn't shave her legs, I was out of there. But... when our legs are rubbing together, that's like part of the excitement. Fucking goddammit... even your fucking hairy chest turns me on! What the hell is up with that shit?"

He started snickering at my exasperation. "I know, right? I'm a huge fan of shaved pussy. But burying my face in your hairy balls... my dick grows like another 5 inches. Shit... just the feeling of all that ... friction when we go at it. It fucking sets me off."

I gave him a frank look. "And your fucking beard on my neck? Jesus, I almost came right there."

Matt snort laughed, then looked at me. Almost... indulgently. "Are you ok with this Jason? I mean, really ok? I don't know if I am. For the past few days, I've... been freaking out inside. But at the same time... I dunno. What does this say about us? As guys? Does it feel like... we're... still guys?"

Shit. My fucking he-man heroic stud almost looked... scared. I took a breath, and decided to charge ahead. "Matt? I've been thinking about that. A lot. Like ever since things went down. Can I share some thoughts?" He made no move to stop me, so I continued. "I think the thing was, when I fucked a woman, it was that... contrast... that got me excited. She was all smooth, ...