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Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements Eyes Wide Open by Willa Okati Matt would be the first one to admit he didn't know much about dating. He knew not to bring flowers—too girly—and he knew not to leave his socks lying around—too sloppy. Outside of that, though, he was pretty clueless. Not without enthusiasm, though. He threw himself into his relationships, heart and soul, and loved with all his might.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements Matt. "I really can't take your drama queen antics this morning. Don't even go there." "I wasn't." "Oh, you so were!" Ben flapped his hand in distress. "I was going to be genteel about this. Kind. But the fact is, Matt, it's over between us. All we ever had was mediocre sex, and not too much of that." "That wasn't what you said when I had you on your back last week, with your legs over my shoulders. It was more like ohgodohgodohgod," Matt pointed out, struggling out of sleep into the state of Well and Truly Pissed Off. "We haven't fucked since then because you said you didn't want to. I figured you were sore or something, so I was being nice." "Nice! You!" Ben rolled his eyes to the heavens. "Matt, nice doesn't enter into it. I need a strong man. One who'll sweep me up into his arms and carry me off to a bed that doesn't fold." "You're six foot one." "One who'll twirl me around, light as a feather, his muscles bulging." "They'd fucking have to bulge. You weigh 165." "Did I ask you for a breakdown of my body?" Ben snapped.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements Ben stared at him. He stood, stalked to the sink, refilled the mug, and threw the water at Matt's head a second time.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements Apparently taking in the sight of Matt's hair, still dripping wet underneath his hat, he asked: "You ended it with Ben?" "I would have liked to get in Ben's end. Unfortunately, he had other plans." Matt hung his cap on a hook.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements through Matt's hair. "What you need is someone that'll be a different kind of challenge to you. Someone who's not all about how pretty they are. Someone with heart and soul." Matt nuzzled into Ross' leg. "Yes, sir." "Stop it. You know calling me 'sir' gets me horny." Matt glanced up, eyes gleaming. "Yes, sir." The pencil thumped him again. "Stop it! At least have some coffee and a doughnut before you jump my bones for a pity fuck." "Does that mean you'll give me one?" Matt asked hopefully.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements "Damned fools, I think," Matt answered. He sat up, slipping his jeans back over his hips, tucking his cock in and to the left, and zipping up. Not an unsmooth maneuver, but he caught a hair and spent the next few second screeching.
Single Shot Vol. X by SA Clements "Hmm." Matt sat with his legs crossed for a moment, deep in thought. Pose, huh? Show it all off, but not for any reason except providing a non-sexual service. Helping people out.