[ Nice arse! Matt calls after Nate as he steps away, grinning towards him, ear to ear. Really, he's always been a bum man. Probably a good thing, considering.
He wipes a hand over his face, and doesn't give himself long to stand and think about it before following after, leaving the pj bottoms on the floor in his wake. He follows into Nate's bedroom, glancing around a little, still some of the things here he recognises from home. Home, funny that, nowhere has ever really felt like it since him. He's only just recently been starting to get that feeling back.
He looks at the bed, and wonders how many times Simon shares this space with him. Does he have stuff here? A drawer, a key? It makes him bristle a bit, and a frown settles on his face before he shakes it off.
Even as they've moved from one place to another, Matt still stands proud, rock hard and not waning even a little. Shows how into it he is. ]
So. You got somewhere I can put my stuff? [ Of course that comes with a slight gesture towards his dick. Or, you know, his stuff. ]
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He wipes a hand over his face, and doesn't give himself long to stand and think about it before following after, leaving the pj bottoms on the floor in his wake. He follows into Nate's bedroom, glancing around a little, still some of the things here he recognises from home. Home, funny that, nowhere has ever really felt like it since him. He's only just recently been starting to get that feeling back.
He looks at the bed, and wonders how many times Simon shares this space with him. Does he have stuff here? A drawer, a key? It makes him bristle a bit, and a frown settles on his face before he shakes it off.
Even as they've moved from one place to another, Matt still stands proud, rock hard and not waning even a little. Shows how into it he is. ]
So. You got somewhere I can put my stuff? [ Of course that comes with a slight gesture towards his dick. Or, you know, his stuff. ]