Not In Commision - Read: Tasting Jeremy 2.0

Chapter Eleven (11)

Matthews p.o.v

I peaked my eyes open, it was so bright and I barely had any blankets to cover my face with, let alone my body.

"K, bud', you need to wake up." I let out a grumble of words as someone shook my shoulder. "Brian, you are an ass." I heard a grunt from beside me, and an arm flew over my face, pulling me deeper into warmth, and... A naked body.

Last night rushed back to me and hit me right in the face. I groaned, not wanting to face Coal, or anybody else, but I knew I had to, so I sat up. "Shit." I hissed, bitting my tongue when I saw Matty in the main room of the cabin. "My parents." I grabbed the nearest clothes I could which happened to be a pair of blue sweats as well as a tee shirt. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to comb it out weakly. "Ill see you all later." I called, leaving the cabin and rushing back to mine.

I walked in the door without knocking, shutting it quietly when the smell of baking breakfast, the smell of baking bread soared threw the air. "Hey!" I froze in my spot from sneaking past the kitchen and into the bathroom door, "Where were you?" Tyler walked into the hall leaning against the all. Folding his arms over his naked chest.

He had a small love bite on his collar bone. Owen walked out later, casting me a small smile, he had a couple love bites on his neck, leading into the big tee shirt he was wearing.

"Slept at a friends cabin. No biggie." I gave a smile before twirling into the bathroom and shutting the door, locking it.

Taking a minute, I slid down to the floor and sat there. I almost slept with a stranger. Not just any stranger but a weirdo. Was I high! I mean, its not bad. Oh hell no. I enjoyed being able to touch a body like his, it was similar to Jeremys, but Brian had more muscle, for someone his size I didnt think he could be so gentle and understanding.

"Hey, Matt?" I jumped up from the ground, nearly knocking the glass soap bottle over.

"Um... Yah?" I unlocked and opened the door, letting Tyler peak his head in.

"I know that you were really excited to come to the dock... But thing is, I have to be in tomorrow. They just called."

I frowned, "Seriously?"

He nodded, "Sorry bud'. Maybe today you can go out once more before we have to leave."

This time I pouted, "How about you go, and Owen will drive both of us home?"

"Then how will I get home?"

"Call a taxi?" I suggested, he shook his head, a look of guilt covering his features.

"Sorry."

Sighing, I nodded, muttering a fine before Tyler shut the door and let me continue on in the bathroom.

I turned in the hot tap, thinking this would be the perfect time for a nice, steaming shower to soothe my muscles--not that they were aching or anything.