Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2021 12:16:20 +0000 (UTC) From: "ozorli65@aol.com" Subject: In Matt's Class. (6) This is a fictional story about this hot gut I recently met in a writing course i was taking. Its one of those classes that teach you how to write better if you are into writing and poetry and such. What got to me about this particular dude was he looked like a guy I had worked with in the past 'Paul' (other stories about Paul available here). So of course I had the hotts for him. So this tale of only fiction for my hotter than Hell writing coach I wish I could get on. So no assumption that he is gay. But do enjoy.. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ In Matt's Class. (6) ... Well Friday came fast and I was gonna go see my hot writing teacher tonight. I was almost overly excited about being with this hot guy in his house. My head kept throwing about hot scenarios of being woth Matt alone in his place. Scenarios that I knee were completely unlikely to happen. Images of me ripping his clothes off to get at the hot hairy chest I just knew he had. Images of diving between his legs to get at that bulge I had caught sight of. And images on me bent over a desk or table or something with this hot man banging away at my ass. It was like a filthy porno movie in my head. And I just got myself all hot and bothered from it. Having to pull at my dick and stop myself before I got to his place. Before I embarrassed myself in front of the handsome Matt. "Stop it man" I had to say to myself. "Its just writing help" "Besides. He is probably straight. Right?" Well I got to his place and Matt was in a t-shirt and sweat pants. My dick near tore through my own pants as I looked at him. The shirt fit quite snugly on his torso. And the sweats had a lump in them and I surmised that this hot man was going commando. He smiled at me as he answered. Bidding me enter into his place. And then offering me a drink. I said yes to it as I watched him turn and go to the kitchen. Looking at his ass in the sweats. He came back with a pair if beers, handing me one of them. I gladly took it from his hand. My fingers grazing his in the action. Then we sat down in the living room. He clicked on a few lights foe better viewing of my work. I chalked it up to a better view if him. "Damn. He is a handsome fuck" I huffed to myself. "And the crotch looks good in those sweats." Yeah I was glancing between his legs whenever I could. Seeing the bulge of his confined dick in them as he sat there. Man how I wanted to just five between his legs. Then as we sat there, we talked about his class and he asked what I really wanted to get out of it. He mentioned that he thought my writing was pretty good. And I just needed a little help. 'Punctuation and such'. I smiled and thanked him again for helping me out. I pulled out my folder and notepad so I could take some more notes. "This one is good" he said of one of the poems I had written "It seems to lead in a good direction." "It kept me engaged" He did point out a few minor errors, but still said it was a good poem. 'If a bit dark'. But I knew it was my intent on making it dark. It was a reflection of the darkness that I had found in my life sometimes. Being so alone as I was. Matt turned in his seat and I saw his hand reach down and pull at his confined dick. He was obviously adjusting himself. And I was glad for it. It offered me a view at his bulge again. His action drawing my eyes to it. And my instantaneous lust for the hot guy making me lick at my lips as I stared down at it. And that was when he really saw my desire for him. So Matt smiled and then said that the study session was over. I worried that he wanted me to leave. That maybe he was insulted by my leering eyes in him and his crotch. "Why don't we get more comfortable" he then said "Maybe I have something else that will make you feel better." "Loosen you up to write better" And that was when he stood up before me. I looked at the hit guy as he started to pull at his shirt. Then he just pulled it up and over his head. Revealing every inch of his upper body to me. I saw the line of hairs peering out from hus sweats as they moved up his taught stomach. Then they fanned out on his chest as he finished pulling off his shirt. And now he was indeed bare chested before me. My eyes were glued to this guys chest. He was incredibly hot. Hotter than I even imaged. His chest was nice and toned under his shirt. More So than I had believed. And the fur on it was gorgeous. Accentuating his frame. I felt my dick want to tear through my pants as he stood there in his beauty before me. "What. What are you doing?" I cried at him He just smiled at me as he then reached for his sweats. I could see a tent starting to firm in them. Matt was excited. "Oh come on." He then said to me "I know you want me" "Your eyes have been on me all night" "He'll they have been on me since you first showed up in my classroom." "You are gay and you want me" 'Shit'! My head screamed. He knows. He fucking knows.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ More to come