BF...ODT?
Chapter i think 6:
Zacky woke up to the feeling of a strong chest on his back and muscular arms holding him tight to that chest. Something inside him told him this was right and that this is how it should always be. He gently turned around in Matt’s arms and gazed upon the sleeping man. Zacky let his fingers dance delicately over his eyebrows and down the side of his cheek, tracing the strong jaw. Matt started to wake at the soft touches. After a few more minutes Matt’s beautiful eyes opened and a grin formed on his perfectly shaped lips. Zacky couldn’t help himself he had to lean in and give his savior a small peck on the lips. When Zacky’s lips met his, Matt decided he wanted more than a quick peck and he put his hand behind Zacky’s neck and pulled him deeper into his mouth. As the kiss got more intense the doubts started to surface in Zacky’s mind.
‘He doesn’t want you. He wants to fuck and that’s all you’ve ever been good for.’ Zacky squeezed his eyes tight mentally fighting the voices in his head. He brought his hands up to Matt’s chest and fisted the shirt in his hands. ‘NO! He saved me, he didn’t have to but he did. He would’ve left me alone if all he wanted was a piece of ass’ Zacky held on to Matt hoping that by keeping him in the kiss he could prove to himself that he wanted more than a quick fuck. Matt seemed to sense the internal struggle but couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. He knew though that he had to reassure Zacky to put his arms around his waist and brought him even closer, molding their bodies into essentially one. Eventually the need for air arose and they were forced to pull apart. As they lay panting in each others arms Zacky couldn’t take the voice in his head yelling anymore. He started to sob into the side of Matt’s neck. Matt was confused but rocked them back and forth whispering encouraging words to Zacky.
Zacky calmed down to the point where he was ready to have the talk with Matt that so desperately needed to happen. Just as Zacky opened his mouth to tell Matt how he was feeling Matt stood up and left. Zacky was so shocked he couldn’t hold back what little tears he had left. He turned his head into the pillow and wept again but the smell of Matt on the pillows was enough to soothe him even though he was the source of his anguish. Matt re-entered the room and surveyed the sobbing boy lying on his bed. From the sharp contrast of his milky white skin on the black white sheets to the torn dirty jeans that looked like he had worn them for at least 4 years. Matt needed to know what was wrong with Zacky. He needed to help him, but he couldn’t quite understand why he was so drawn to his kid he had met the previous day. Matt snapped out of his reverie and leaned down to scoop Zacky into his arms. Zacky only let out a squeak of surprise because he was too exhausted to verbally argue, instead he weakly wrapped his arms around Matt’s thick neck and waited to see where they were headed.
Matt nuzzled his nose into the top of Zacky’s silky black hair. Zacky hated his hair, to him it was greasy and disgusting, and so when Matt did this he shrank down into his arms. Matt somehow knew why Zacky moved and just pressed him lips to the top of his head. “Your so beautiful, my little fallen angel.” Zacky smiled and nuzzled his neck, trying to hide the blush that crept into his beautiful face. Matt stopped in front of the door at the end of the hallway that he disappeared to earlier. Zacky’s eyes widened when he saw the gorgeous bathroom that Matt revealed as he pushed the door open. Soft darkened light filtered through the black curtains, enough to illuminate the room without lighting it up completely. In the center was a giant Jacuzzi-style bath tub with foamy hot water and jets already filling at, and around the edge rose petals were scattered. “I know I just met you angel but I feel like I’ve known you for years. I know you’re hurting and I will do everything in my power to make it go away and never come back. I’m going to protect you at all costs.” Matt proclaimed looking straight into Zacky’s cat-like green eyes. Zacky squirmed and Matt got the hint and stood him upright in front of him.
“Do you really mean that Matt?” Zacky asked in all sincerity, pleading with his eyes for it to be real. Matts only answer was a soft lip-to-lip kiss that exchanged all the love he could muster from him into Zacky. A few tears slipped down his cheeks but were stopped by the rough yet gentle pads of Matt’s thumbs.
“You’ve cried enough sweetheart.” A laugh escaped Zacky’s mouth for the first time in what seemed like forever. His eyes sifted around the bathroom taking it all in, until the stopped on the 2 pairs of swim trunks that were sitting on the counter. Without needing to ask what they were there for Zacky stepped over and took the smaller pair and picked them up with a devilish smile on his face. He locked eyes with Matt and tugged his shirt up and off. He held his gaze while his fingers un-buttoned and un-zipped his pants. A blush arose in Matt as Zacky dropped not only his pants but his boxers as well. Matt fought the urge to take in all of Zack’s body while he had the chance but at the same time he was determined to show him that he didn’t just want his body. Zacky pulled on the trunks and once again stepped up to Matt giving him a deep and passionate kiss.
“Thank you. I know I pulled such a chick move by putting you through a test but I needed to know.” Matt’s face took on an expression of udder confusion. Zacky couldn’t help but laugh at the unknowing look on his face. “You didn’t look. You had the opportunity but you didn’t.” Zacky was smiling so brightly it was contagious and spread to Matt’s face. Matt gave him one last peck on the lips before disengaging himself to put on his own trunks. Zacky didn’t have the will that Matt had and once the trunks were secure he turned around to meet Zacky’s predatory gaze.
They both sunk into the warm bubbles and immediately waded towards the other. Zacky straddled Matt’s lap and trailed kisses from the side of his mouth down to his neck, making sure to leave his mark. After yet another heated make-out session Zacky laid his head on Matt’s chest and just listened to the steady beating. “I love you Zackary Baker. I hope with all my heart that I can make all your demons go away.” Zacky pulled back and looked into Matt’s eyes.
“I love you too Matthew Sanders. To chase away my demons you need to be able to see them. I’ll tell you everything, but not now. Let’s just relax and enjoy the bath together.” With that he rested his head back on Matt’s chest and gave a purr as Matt kneaded the tension from his shoulders while leaning down and pressing kisses to his head and neck. They stayed like that until the water ultimately turned cold and they turned pruney. Matt lifted a now sleeping Zacky out and dried him off gently without waking him. He pulled out some comfy flannel pants and changed Zacky for him, holding true to his word and not looking until he was told he could. Unbeknownst to him Zacky had woken up as he was getting dried. The nagging voices in Zacky’s head had finally stopped now that he knew Matt was for real. He watched once again as Matt changed… noting how amazing Matt’s ass was. Giggling a little Zacky patiently waited for Matt to slid into bed next to him. Finally Matt got beside Zacky and pulled the covers over them as they cuddled as close to each other as possible. They basked in the moment because they knew sooner or later they would have to go through hell to save the other… they just didn’t know that it was sooner than they would have expected or liked.
Zacky woke up to the feeling of a strong chest on his back and muscular arms holding him tight to that chest. Something inside him told him this was right and that this is how it should always be. He gently turned around in Matt’s arms and gazed upon the sleeping man. Zacky let his fingers dance delicately over his eyebrows and down the side of his cheek, tracing the strong jaw. Matt started to wake at the soft touches. After a few more minutes Matt’s beautiful eyes opened and a grin formed on his perfectly shaped lips. Zacky couldn’t help himself he had to lean in and give his savior a small peck on the lips. When Zacky’s lips met his, Matt decided he wanted more than a quick peck and he put his hand behind Zacky’s neck and pulled him deeper into his mouth. As the kiss got more intense the doubts started to surface in Zacky’s mind.
‘He doesn’t want you. He wants to fuck and that’s all you’ve ever been good for.’ Zacky squeezed his eyes tight mentally fighting the voices in his head. He brought his hands up to Matt’s chest and fisted the shirt in his hands. ‘NO! He saved me, he didn’t have to but he did. He would’ve left me alone if all he wanted was a piece of ass’ Zacky held on to Matt hoping that by keeping him in the kiss he could prove to himself that he wanted more than a quick fuck. Matt seemed to sense the internal struggle but couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. He knew though that he had to reassure Zacky to put his arms around his waist and brought him even closer, molding their bodies into essentially one. Eventually the need for air arose and they were forced to pull apart. As they lay panting in each others arms Zacky couldn’t take the voice in his head yelling anymore. He started to sob into the side of Matt’s neck. Matt was confused but rocked them back and forth whispering encouraging words to Zacky.
Zacky calmed down to the point where he was ready to have the talk with Matt that so desperately needed to happen. Just as Zacky opened his mouth to tell Matt how he was feeling Matt stood up and left. Zacky was so shocked he couldn’t hold back what little tears he had left. He turned his head into the pillow and wept again but the smell of Matt on the pillows was enough to soothe him even though he was the source of his anguish. Matt re-entered the room and surveyed the sobbing boy lying on his bed. From the sharp contrast of his milky white skin on the black white sheets to the torn dirty jeans that looked like he had worn them for at least 4 years. Matt needed to know what was wrong with Zacky. He needed to help him, but he couldn’t quite understand why he was so drawn to his kid he had met the previous day. Matt snapped out of his reverie and leaned down to scoop Zacky into his arms. Zacky only let out a squeak of surprise because he was too exhausted to verbally argue, instead he weakly wrapped his arms around Matt’s thick neck and waited to see where they were headed.
Matt nuzzled his nose into the top of Zacky’s silky black hair. Zacky hated his hair, to him it was greasy and disgusting, and so when Matt did this he shrank down into his arms. Matt somehow knew why Zacky moved and just pressed him lips to the top of his head. “Your so beautiful, my little fallen angel.” Zacky smiled and nuzzled his neck, trying to hide the blush that crept into his beautiful face. Matt stopped in front of the door at the end of the hallway that he disappeared to earlier. Zacky’s eyes widened when he saw the gorgeous bathroom that Matt revealed as he pushed the door open. Soft darkened light filtered through the black curtains, enough to illuminate the room without lighting it up completely. In the center was a giant Jacuzzi-style bath tub with foamy hot water and jets already filling at, and around the edge rose petals were scattered. “I know I just met you angel but I feel like I’ve known you for years. I know you’re hurting and I will do everything in my power to make it go away and never come back. I’m going to protect you at all costs.” Matt proclaimed looking straight into Zacky’s cat-like green eyes. Zacky squirmed and Matt got the hint and stood him upright in front of him.
“Do you really mean that Matt?” Zacky asked in all sincerity, pleading with his eyes for it to be real. Matts only answer was a soft lip-to-lip kiss that exchanged all the love he could muster from him into Zacky. A few tears slipped down his cheeks but were stopped by the rough yet gentle pads of Matt’s thumbs.
“You’ve cried enough sweetheart.” A laugh escaped Zacky’s mouth for the first time in what seemed like forever. His eyes sifted around the bathroom taking it all in, until the stopped on the 2 pairs of swim trunks that were sitting on the counter. Without needing to ask what they were there for Zacky stepped over and took the smaller pair and picked them up with a devilish smile on his face. He locked eyes with Matt and tugged his shirt up and off. He held his gaze while his fingers un-buttoned and un-zipped his pants. A blush arose in Matt as Zacky dropped not only his pants but his boxers as well. Matt fought the urge to take in all of Zack’s body while he had the chance but at the same time he was determined to show him that he didn’t just want his body. Zacky pulled on the trunks and once again stepped up to Matt giving him a deep and passionate kiss.
“Thank you. I know I pulled such a chick move by putting you through a test but I needed to know.” Matt’s face took on an expression of udder confusion. Zacky couldn’t help but laugh at the unknowing look on his face. “You didn’t look. You had the opportunity but you didn’t.” Zacky was smiling so brightly it was contagious and spread to Matt’s face. Matt gave him one last peck on the lips before disengaging himself to put on his own trunks. Zacky didn’t have the will that Matt had and once the trunks were secure he turned around to meet Zacky’s predatory gaze.
They both sunk into the warm bubbles and immediately waded towards the other. Zacky straddled Matt’s lap and trailed kisses from the side of his mouth down to his neck, making sure to leave his mark. After yet another heated make-out session Zacky laid his head on Matt’s chest and just listened to the steady beating. “I love you Zackary Baker. I hope with all my heart that I can make all your demons go away.” Zacky pulled back and looked into Matt’s eyes.
“I love you too Matthew Sanders. To chase away my demons you need to be able to see them. I’ll tell you everything, but not now. Let’s just relax and enjoy the bath together.” With that he rested his head back on Matt’s chest and gave a purr as Matt kneaded the tension from his shoulders while leaning down and pressing kisses to his head and neck. They stayed like that until the water ultimately turned cold and they turned pruney. Matt lifted a now sleeping Zacky out and dried him off gently without waking him. He pulled out some comfy flannel pants and changed Zacky for him, holding true to his word and not looking until he was told he could. Unbeknownst to him Zacky had woken up as he was getting dried. The nagging voices in Zacky’s head had finally stopped now that he knew Matt was for real. He watched once again as Matt changed… noting how amazing Matt’s ass was. Giggling a little Zacky patiently waited for Matt to slid into bed next to him. Finally Matt got beside Zacky and pulled the covers over them as they cuddled as close to each other as possible. They basked in the moment because they knew sooner or later they would have to go through hell to save the other… they just didn’t know that it was sooner than they would have expected or liked.