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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 17, 2010 1:29:38 GMT
Mathew threw his arm around the guy's shoulder, unsure why, but wanting to keep him close. "Football, quarterback. Ever done anything like that, wait. I know. Wrestling?" he gave a playful smile, hoping the boy would catch the double meaning and not be offended. Matt breathed deeply, liking the way Brax was fitting perfectly against him, finding himself glad for male affection. Even if it was just a simple hug, of sorts.
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Post by Braxton Reid on Jan 17, 2010 1:45:13 GMT
Braxton leaned against him, feeling himself give into the guy and finding himself wondering why.
"Only the gay kind." He said with a smile, looking down at his feet, sure the guy would leave now that he had admitted he was gay. He blushed a bit, not noticeable but still there. He kicked a pebble, watching it skip across the dock.
"Y-youre going to leave now, arent you?"
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 17, 2010 1:55:57 GMT
Mathew gave a tiny smile, tightening his grip around Brax. "Why do you think I played football? It was an accuse to tackle some hot guys, wresting just got too dangerous." he gave a coy smile, leaning down till his face was closer to the boy's. Their lips were mere centimeters away, he gave another smile, letting Brax decide now.
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Post by Braxton Reid on Jan 17, 2010 2:06:26 GMT
Braxtons eyes widened as the guy came so close to him. Was he interested? Did he really want him? He blushed fiercly, leaning up to press his lips to the guys. He didnt know him, but something felt so right about it. Something felt so perfect... He wanted to lean in further, to deepen this kiss, but instead he pulled away, looking down at his tennis shoes, too ashamed to look at the guy.
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 17, 2010 2:12:58 GMT
Mathew gave a low whistle under his breath, ghosts of the boy's lips still haunting him. Why hadn't Brax stayed longer? He slipped a finger under the boy's chin, lifting his head to look into his eyes. Don't go.. his eyes begged, wanting to hold the boy close, never wanting him to leave. Matt gently pressed his lips back against Brax's, a hand slipping down to the small of his back to pull him closer.
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Post by Braxton Reid on Jan 17, 2010 2:19:54 GMT
Braxton wrapped his arms around Mats neck, pulling him close. He pressed his body to the boys, almost loosing himself in the kiss. His tounge pressed at Mats lip, licking it gently. He arched his back, wishing Mat would pull him closer, as close as he possibly could. Braxton held him tight, not willing to let go. Not now...
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 17, 2010 2:39:32 GMT
Mathew gave a small whimper of pleasure, pulling Brax as close as he dared. He knew it wasn't good to be kissing a stranger, but god did it feel right. He pulled his lips away, trying to remember what muscles to use to breath. "Nice to meet you..." he laughed slightly, not letting Brax get the chance to run away.
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Post by Braxton Reid on Jan 17, 2010 2:56:42 GMT
Braxton smiled a bit. Then frowned as a wave of regret washed over him. He pulled away, his breath catching in his throat. This was wrong. This was horribly, horribly wrong.
"I-I got to go.." He said, taking to his heels. He bolted across the street then around the corner. He had kissed someone he would never see again... And it was going to haunt him.
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 17, 2010 3:04:39 GMT
Mathew sighed, running in the oposite direction back to his dorm room. The boy didn't want him, that much was true. At least they would never see eachother again. A tan husky fell into step beside ihm, panting hard. "Groruf!" it complained, making Matt laugh. "Let's go home Sara."
-fin.-
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