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A/N: Thanks to my beta Taomerline.
Morgan always wanted to settle down and had kids but after all these years, he finally accepted that it would never happen because he wouldn't allow himself to become emotionally close to anyone else. That's why he didn't date, and just slept around.
The truth was that he couldn't maintain any type of romantic relationship because he was damaged, and he'll forever blame Carl Buford for that. Those years of being sexual abuse by his mentor caused Morgan's trust issues.
During his first year at college, he realized his sexual attraction towards men. There had been tons of girls on campus who had attracted Morgan, and he'd had his fair share of them but there had also been many guys who were easily impressed by Morgan popularity, and his physique. Morgan took what he wanted from them, when he wanted it. He used them purely for physical release. He never felt any emotions towards them. He never cared about their satisfaction, only his own.
Even now, Morgan could never imagine himself having a relationship with a man, let alone falling in love with one. He refuses to accept his homosexuality and always responds very angrily whenever anyone doubts, or questions, his sexuality.
Almost every Friday night, Morgan hung out with his teammates, or at least some of them. Tonight was no exception, and they needed it badly. On the second round of drinks, Morgan took a sip of his cold beer, leaned back in his chair, relaxed, and said, "Thank God, it's Friday!"
The bar was full of men and women looking to dance, to drink, to hookup, or just to relax after a long, hard week. Usually, Morgan made himself available to all of the available ladies, but not tonight. He already knew whom he wanted to be with tonight. When he saw Reid, the last of the team to arrive at the bar, he immediately thought "Damn, I must have him tonight!". The young man was sporting a sexy new haircut and looking unbelievably hot !
For months, Morgan had successfully resisted making his move because he didn't want to cross the lines between work and his private life. Though lately, that line didn't seem to matter to him so much, and Morgan was determined to make his move later on tonight, in private of course. Because the one person Morgan had been wanting was Spencer Reid. Morgan had known for a long time that Reid was bisexual. What he didn't know was if Reid was interested in him, sexually.
Around 11:00 pm, Reid stand up and say his goodbyes to Garcia, Kevin, and Prentiss and left the bar. He started walking towards the taxi station, when he heard Morgan calling out his name. Reid stopped and turned around, as Morgan rushed up to meet him.
"Hey, Morgan, I would have said goodbye, but I didn't want to interrupt anything." Reid said, smirking a little.
"That's okay. Do you need a ride, Pretty Boy?" Morgan smiled, knowing that Reid didn't bring his car.
"No. Thanks. I'll just grab a cab." Reid replied. He didn't want to make Morgan lose out on any action.
"You're sure? It's no problem at all." Morgan said, hoping to have some private time with Reid.
Reid looked at his best friend for a few seconds, and decided that it was stupid to decline Morgan's offer. It was late on a Friday night, and he'd have to wait a long time for a taxi, so he said, "Ok. Thanks."
As Morgan drove, Reid noticed that Morgan was unusually quiet. They were both a little tired, but that had never stopped Morgan before from finding something to chat to, or to tease, Reid about.
"Is something wrong, Morgan?" Reid asked, confused. He had noticed Morgan's odd behavior at the bar.
"No, why do you ask?" Morgan replied, trying to sound casual.
"Well, tonight you didn't dance or flirted with anyone, despite all the women coming on to you." Reid explained.
As Morgan pulled up and parked in front of Reid's apartment building, he was a little nervous and chucked lightly. He figured if he didn't make his move now, then he probably never would. Morgan turned towards Reid, looked him straight in his eyes and said "I already knew who I wanted to be with tonight." Reid wondered whom Morgan was talking about. Just as he opened his mouth to ask, Morgan leaned over and gave Reid a hard kiss.
Reid was very surprised. The idea of Morgan being gay, or even bisexual, had never ever crossed Reid's mind. He had only thought of Morgan like a big brother and his best friend, never sexually. Sure, Morgan was very handsome and charming, but Reid had never thought of him that way. Nor, had Reid ever imagined in a million years that Morgan would think that way about him.
Morgan finally broke the rough kiss and leaned back into his seat, still looking into Reid's eyes.
"I don't understand." Reid said. He was turned-on, a little, but very confused about that kiss.
"I want you, Pretty Boy. Are we gonna do this, or not?" Morgan asked, straight-faced and serious. He gave Reid a few seconds to think about it.
Reid quickly weighed the cons against the pros. He thought about the trouble this could create: his work and friendship relationship with Morgan and the team's reactions if they found out. Not to mention how awkward he thought it would be to have sex with his best friend. He also thought about how bad things had been for him lately, because of JJ's transfer and his mother's recent medical problems. It had also been a while since he had been intimate with anyone. Reid decided that he deserved a little distraction from his troubled days, so he said, "Yeah."
Neither of them spoke as they slowly made their way up to Reid's apartment. This was an unusual situation for Morgan. He went to gay clubs when he wanted to have sex with men. He never went to their place, and he definitely never invited them to his. Morgan knew Reid wasn't a guy who just sleep around and he could never act like a boyfriend to Reid, or anyone, thanks to Buford. Yet, none of these thoughts made Morgan change his mind. He knew he shouldn't use Reid like this, but he really wanted to fuck him tonight.
As soon as they entered Reid's apartment, Morgan dragged Reid into the bedroom. He shoved Reid up against the wall and gave him another rough kiss. Morgan abruptly broke the kiss, stepped back, and told Reid to strip. Morgan ordered Reid to get on the bed, hands and knees. Morgan took his clothes off, climbed onto the bed and knelt behind Reid.
Morgan took a condom from his wallet and put it on, then stroked on some lube. Reid was used to two-way conversation when he was being intimate with someone, but Morgan hadn't said another word to him. Reid felt embarrassed knowing that Morgan had just stood there watching him. As Morgan continued doing nothing, Reid began to wonder if Morgan had changed his mind, because Reid was definitely having second thoughts himself.
This whole thing was really awkward and humiliating to Reid. He was used to a lot of hot and passionate foreplay. Reid was about to look back and say something, when Morgan suddenly grabbed his hips and started pushing in without forward preparation. Morgan barely gave Reid a second to adjust before he started thrusting.
"Fuck! You're so tight." Morgan exclaimed, gruffly. "You like having my hard cock in your tight ass. Don't you, Pretty Boy?" Morgan said, as he began slapping Reid's ass and fucking him hard.
Morgan stopped slapping Reid's ass when he noticed that Reid didn't like it and began slamming into him so hard, that Reid had to hold onto the headboard to keep himself in place. Reid felt cheated. He expected a lot more from his partners. Whether they made love, or fucked hard, they always talked to each other, and caressed and kissed each other's bodies. Reid was disappointed because that obviously wasn't Morgan's kind of thing.
Morgan was always rough when he fucked guys. He wasn't violent with them. He didn't beat on them, or anything like that but he treated them like they were objects and they were usually like it. Morgan then kept one hand gripped on Reid's hip, reached over with his other hand, and grabbed onto Reid's shoulder for better leverage.
After a few more thrusts, Morgan came hard, shouting out, "I'm coming!" tightening his grip on Reid's hip and shoulder until he finished then he quickly pulled out and climbed off the bed.
Morgan tossed the used condom into the wastebasket and got dressed. He didn't know what to say to Reid, so he didn't say anything. Now all Morgan wanted, was to get the hell out of there. Morgan never let them touch his ass, and he never ever let them fuck him. He'd had enough of that from Buford, and swore he'd never let anyone do that to him again. Morgan let guys give him handjobs and blowjobs him, but he never returned those favors.
Reid still fully erect lay there, saying nothing and looking his ceiling. If Reid was just some other guy, Morgan would have done what he usually did. He would have simply walked out, not even saying thanks, whether the guy had gotten off or not. The problem was Reid wasn't just some other guy, he didn't want to have to touch Reid's cock but he felt a little bad about leaving his friend and co-work like that. He stood next to the bed, looking down at Reid's hardon. Morgan heaved a loud disgruntled sigh. He sucked his teeth and in a very discouraging tone) said, "You want me to take care of that?"
Reid didn't say anything. He was very disappointed in Morgan. Also, he was angry with himself for letting Morgan treat him like a piece of shit. Reid's cock had been hard ever since he had climbed onto the bed. Now he was extremely uncomfortable, and his balls and cock were aching for release. Reid hadn't had any time, or encouragement, to jerk himself off because he'd had to hold onto the headboard with both hands all the time Morgan was pounding into him.
After the way Morgan had treated him, Reid was surprised that he had finally spoken to him. Morgan's tone made it crystal clear that he was eager to leave, and that he didn't give a shit about Reid's release. Reid cleared his throat and quietly said, "It's okay, you can leave if you want." as he slowly started getting up from the bed. He knew Morgan was going to leave, and he wanted to relock his front door afterwards.
Morgan took a step back, when Reid started to climb out of bed. Morgan didn't want to be involved in any kind of goodbye scene. Morgan turned and as he walked out of Reid's bedroom, he looked over his shoulder and callously said, "Don't bother, I'll let myself out. Goodnight, Reid."
When he heard Morgan closing the front door behind him, he sat on his bed and jerked himself off. After he locked his front door and took a hot shower, he felt asleep wondering how Morgan was going to react the next time they saw each other.