I was dressed in boxers and a t-shirt, getting ready for bed, but we’d gotten so used to late-night meet ups that I didn’t even bother to dress. It felt totally natural to stand in front of him naked, I’d done it dozens of times before. Gay porn We’d been seeing each other officially for almost a month, we’d met each other’s friends, and it looked like we might actually go the distance. “I told you can’t” I walked into the apartment, almost by force of habit moving closer. It was Matt’s own bedroom. We’d had some good times. One of these was Matt. For a moment I took in my surroundings, confused about what had just happened. It was never serious but I felt like I knew him well enough that just cutting him off was kind of shitty. I caught a whiff of his scent in the air. I had come here to break it off, not to fuck, let alone be fucked. Against my better judgment I plopped down on the couch next to him. Instead of turning on the wall-mounted flatscreen, he reached behind the couch and pulled out a laptop and began queueing up a video with one hand, still slowly stroking with the other. He was still
