I can't express how sorry

I am No words I could come

up with seemed sufficient

enough.

I still can't go home and I kind of

don't have anywhere else to stay

now, so I'm going with Mason.

Just thought you'd want to know.

Matt was finally allowing his phone to charge while sitting at the Gilbert table eating the first meal he'd had in hours, a huge bowl of Cap'n Crunch, when he received the text from Tyler. A text that he promptly ignored.

"Who was that?" Jeremy asked, noticing him shove the phone away.

"Tyler," Matt mumbled bitterly. "He's leaving with Mason. I give two shits. I should've let him leave in the first place. My sister would still be alive."

Jeremy was silent for a second. Then he hesitantly spoke. "Matt… I think you should apologize to Tyler."

"What?" Matt said incredulously, his brows touching each other.

"Hear me out. Okay?" Jeremy said defensively. "Yes Tyler is a total asshole, but he doesn't deserve the way you treated him. It's not like he did it on purpose."

"Since when are you off all people a Tyler advocate?" Matt asked curiously, peering over at Jeremy. What was he up to?

"I'm not," Jeremy assured him. "I still hate his selfish guts. But you were really brutal to him Matt. You did and said some terrible things. I've never seen you that way. Honestly it was a little scary."

"Tyler got what was coming to him," Matt countered.

"I don't want to argue," Jeremy said, backing off. He slipped around the table and placed a soft kiss on Matt's lips. "I'm just putting it out there so you can think about it. You're angry at him right now but I know you still care about him. Deep down, he's still your friend. I don't want you to regret your decisions after the anger dissipates. If I of all people am defending him…? Just think about it. Okay?" Another couple of pecks. "You should get some sleep when you're done eating. You've got to be exhausted." And with that, he slipped off up the stairs.

After thinking about it while finishing up his bowl of cereal, Matt had decided that, as much as he hated to admit it, Jeremy was right. Like he usually was. So despite still being furious with the boy, Matt texted Tyler that he wanted to see him before he left and Tyler promptly appeared on the Gilbert's front lawn like the loyal best friend he was.

Matt had then begrudgingly apologised for attacking Tyler, saying he hadn't meant the things he said.

"And because I punched you in the face, I'm giving you one free shot. No nads. No g—"

Matt was abruptly interrupted by Tyler interrupted by Tyler popping him a good one in the lip. Matt screamed in agony, roughly shoving Tyler in retaliation.

"Hey!" Tyler snapped in his defense. "You said it was free!"

"Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually do it!" Matt snarled.

"Oh…" he said stupidly. "Sorry?"

"Whatever," Matt spat bitterly, clutching his lower lip. "You have Jeremy to thank. He's the reason you're getting this apology. He still thinks I care about you. I'm not so sure," Matt admitted.

"I know you do, Matty. Because I still care about you. Even though you made me look like a total bitch in front of half the town. Maybe this time apart will be good for us. You know?"

"Yeah. Maybe."

"So… Can I get a hug?" Tyler asked timidly.

"I guess," Matt said rolling his eyes. And after pulling the boy into his arms, Matt could actually feel a tingling something in his chest. Maybe there was some affection buried in there after all. Matt had then watched his lifelong friend climb in a little black SUV and roll away.

After that Matt wasn't sure when he'd finally passed out, but waking up at 4 in morning had to mean he had done so at some point. After the exhausting weekend he'd had, the Gilbert's sofa was like a soft cloud and 14 hours of sleep was like a breath of fresh air.

He was confused for a second, wondering where he was, then the recent events came crashing over him so hard he couldn't fight the the tears that came with them.

His sister, his home. Gone. And of course his irresponsible mother didn't have any kind of insurance so what now?

Jeremy. Matt needed Jeremy. He climbed up the stairs and quietly slipped into the slumbering boy's room. Matt gently crawled into bed behind the smaller boy, but somehow still managed to jostle it slightly, causing the younger teen to stir.

"Mngh… Matt?" he mumbled sleepily.

"Shh…. just go back to sleep," Matt whispered, cuddling up to him. "I just wanted to be next to you." But Jeremy rolled over and draped an arm around the blonde instead.

"I know you must feel terrible, but you did the right thing by apologizing to Tyler." He leaned over and touched their forehead together. "I'm sorry about your sister."

"It just hurts, Jer." Matt's voice cracked. "It feels like someone is squeezing my chest and… how can it this hurt? How can it physically hurt?"

"It's gonna be okay." Pecks of kisses. He squeezed Matt's strong shoulders affectionately. "There will always be a scar but it'll be okay." His hands ran around and down Matt's back, caressing him. "Let me help you feel better. Okay?"

"Okay," he mumbled glumly. Matt allowed Jeremy to roll him onto his back in the tiny bed. He allowed Jeremy to tug his pants down exposing his slowly hardening cock to the room.

"Oh my God, Matt…" Jeremy mumbled, staring at it hungrily for a second. The look in the boy's eyes was only making the appendage get even harder. Jeremy then licked a slow line along the bottom of the semi erect member, from base to the tip, sucking Matt into his warm mouth and swallowing the entire rod when he reached the top.

Matt instantly sprang to life inside the boy's mouth. He could feel his head in Jeremy's throat.

The boy smile a popped off of him. "Got you hard already," he grinned.

"You always do that to me," Matt smiled back. Jeremy slid out of his pajama bottoms and straddled Matt's hips.

"You want this ass Matt?" Jeremy asked, nibbling his bottom lip.

"Fuck yes, Jer."

"You want it?" Jeremy lined Matt up with the tight orifice.

"Give it to me, Jer. I w—fuuuuuuck…."

Jeremy sank on Matt thick dick, sucking the appendage up into warm heaven.

"Oh my God, Matt," he gasped. "You're so fucking big. Just… mngh." He promptly set a swift pace on Matt cock, leaning back to allow Matt to see himself slide in and out of the gripping hole.

Jeremy trembled in pleasure on to of Matt, doing all the work. Matt folded his arms behind his head and simply laid there, letting the warm walls clutch at him. Jeremy would lift himself up until Matt's tip was just barely still inside and then slowly sink back down again.

"You like it? You like this tight ass?" Jeremy asked, rocking on him, taking all of Matt's swollen member, his face contorted with pleasure. His hard cock flopped freely between them while he passionately rode the blonde, his balls slapping into Matt's lower abdomen with each downward stroke.

"I love it, so fucking tight," Matt moaned, lying there in ecstasy. "Ride me, Jer. Just like that."

"I just want to make you feel good, Matty," Jeremy whispered, staring into the older teen's eyes. And he did. Matt felt so fucking good with Jeremy's warm gripping hole around him. It seent sparks up Matt's spine that made him forget about the world. But—

"You wanna make me feel even better?" Matt asked suggestively.

"I just want you to be happy," Jeremy answered.

"Then fuck me," Matt said, biting his lower lip lasciviously. "I want to feel you inside of me, Jer."

Jeremy grinned. "Absolutely." He slipped off of Matt's dick with a wet popping sound and slid in between the blonde's legs squirmed at the feeling of Jeremy's cock between his ass cheeks, touching his hole, the anticipation setting his heart aflair.

"You ready?" Jeremy asked amorously, looking down at Matt with lust in his chocolate eyes.

"Yes," Matt moaned through his teeth. "I'm ready for you. Fuck me, Jer." Matt gasped. Because there it was, Jeremy's plump cock head breaching his tight sphincter. It slipped in slowly and Matt accepted the long dick gratefully, relaxing and letting it slide into place.

"Mngh fuck, Jer… yes…" he moaned.

"Yeah? You love my dick?" Jeremy smiled, setting a sensual pace inside of Matt.

"Yes, Jer. Mngh… So fucking good…" Matt moaned, the dick caressing his inner walls. "I love your dick. And I love you." It was then that a particularly well placed stroke tapped that place inside of Matt and— "Mngh… fuck!"

"Shhhh…" Jeremy chuckled, grinning while he continued thrusting into Matt, stretching him open. "I love you too, Matty, but you gotta be quiet or you're gonna wake up Jenna."

"Fuck…" Matt clumsily grabbed the boy's hand clamped it over his mouth, muffling the moans he emitted. Jeremy's grin broadened and he squeezed his hand around the larger teen's mouth a little tighter. Then, seeing that noise was no longer an issue, his next thrust was a little harder, a little sharper.

"Mngh…" Matt trembled, the moan quieted by the hand. Another sharp jab, hitting Matt's spot dead on. Matt shivered. And Jeremy was off, fucking into Matt like a jackhammer, rocking Matt's body in the bed, making the blonde squirm underneath him, like a worm in the rain.

He flicked Jeremy's hand out of the way, then wrapped his arms around the boy's neck and pulled him close, locking their mouths together. He loved the boy on top of him, inside of him so much. He loved everything about him. His kindness, his clarity, his taste in music, in art, his ability to think rationally, to see people for what they really were, to care for the people he loved, and feel empathy for the ones he didn't. Matt even loved the scent of Jeremy.

The intoxicating aroma permeating from his bed, his room, and simply from being so close to him, clogging Matt's brain along with pleasurable sensation of being fucked so goddamn good was stopping Matt from thinking straight. He could think of nothing but Jeremy. And he didn't mind that not one but. He didn't care if Jeremy was all he thought about for the rest of his life.

He thought about his first spark of feelings for Jeremy, how the boy would make his heart skip beats whenever he entered the room, of how much he used to watch Jeremy was across the room while he was supposed to be studying with Elena. Watching Jeremy looking so kissable by doing something as simple as sketching in a notepad.

He thought of their video game night after Jeremy's parents died. They had laughed and played for hours with Matt knowing how late it was but simply not wanting to go home. He thought about that first breakfast they'd had together, how Jeremy had looked so adorable in his underwear. How his boxers had clung to his body making him look so fucking fuckable. Matt had wanted to bend the boy over the kitchen table then and there.

He thought of the first time they'd gone to the batting cage and how terrible Jeremy was at baseball. He thought of the ice cream they had shared afterwards, of the bits that had gotten caught in the corner of Jeremy's mouth and how he'd wanted to lick them away. He thought of his Jeremy has spazzed on that kid's dad and he had calmed him down afterwards.

He thought of the first kiss they'd shared in the cab of his truck, of how magical it had been, about the blowjob he'd given Jeremy in the school's bathroom. He thought of how beautiful Jeremy's cock had looked the first time he'd seen it, how magnificent it had felt the first time it touched his tongue. He thought of how tasty Jeremy's jizz had been the first time the boy had spilled in his mouth.

Matt thought of all these things and more while Jeremy fucked him. And he wrapped his arms and legs around the slim boy taking the long dick deep inside him, as deep a Jeremy could get it.

"Oh my… oh my God, Matt I'm coming. I'm coming Matt, fuck…" Jeremy pounded into him and Matt gasped at the feeling of the liquid spilling inside of him. "Oh… Matt… so good."

"I love you, Jeremy," Matt whispered.

"I love you more."

—Fin