When Matthew got home, his mother and father were backing out of the driveway, "We won't be home until really late, and we expect you and your brothers to be asleep when we get home! And don't worry, we've decided to pay you this time, bye!" And they were off.

Matthew got inside, and tried to do his homework to forget his troubles as his brothers watched TV. It was 6:30 now, and he had half an hour to get there, but he had to watch his brothers! How could he go and leave them alone? They'd just run away or wreck the house. He finally decided to ask Jonathan, his wretched brother to watch the younger ones.

"How much will you pay me?" he asked greedily

"I'm not going to pay you, you just have to do it!"

"Well then I won't do it; no pay no gain." he retorted

"That's not even the phrase... anyway, I'll give you 10$"

"Forty." he said

"Twenty." Matthew pleaded

"Thirty."

"Fine, if you won't ask were I'm going, and say I'm asleep?" he bargained with his stubborn little brother.

"Deal." Jonathan held out his hand to shake on it, but he just left him hanging, Matthew didn't know were those hands have been.

He zoomed out he door, speed walking the whole way. By the time he was insight of the bridge he realized, he was early, and he would be sweaty. Great, he thought.

He went down the hill and sat down on the big rock by the bridge. Matthew would be able to see guy one coming, but he wouldn't be able to see him. It was a brilliant plan, so if a girl comes, he could get a quick get away, and wait until his next appointment and hope for Alfred.

After only a short while of waiting, a tall dark figure appeared in the middle of the bridge. He could tell he was tall, and male, so he walked toward it, though his mind told him that is why he shouldn't go. Then out of the dark appeared Ivan. Matthew did't know much about the guy except he was Arthur's crush from seventh grade. He had a kind of childish look to him, and he had always thought that, but now, with the fog surrounding him, his bright, almost creepy, smile to greet him was... sexy Matthew thought by accident. He could hardly believe he could think something like that about someone other than Alfred, but he saw his beautiful shinny hair and took it back. Ivan took a few steps forward, looking down to his upturned face.

"So, you came." he said, "I'm glad you could come, I know how your parents can be." Matthew didn't even notice that Ivan somehow knew about his normally straight-laced parents.

"They went out, so I had to pay my brother to put my other brothers to sleep for me." he replied in a whisper, Matthew felt as if everyone was watching him, as if he messed up it would make Ivan hate him, but he never could do anything right anyway.

"So I came to tell you something I wish I could have told you for a while now."

Matthew gave him a puzzled look, even though he felt as if it was obvious what he was going to say.

"I like you. No, I want you to become one with me. Now."

He couldn't breathe, was he going to get his first kiss? What will happen after that? Will he choose Ivan then leave the other guy waiting, or will he refuse and wait for the other guy, that he might be Alfred or someone he would have to refuse too?

Then he realized he had slowly been backing up, and Ivan was advancing. He was by the rock again, and he almost tripped over it, but he caught himself on the near by tree. This was a big pine tree that towered toward the skies, and he felt strangely small underneath it. Ivan was on him now he held his hands above his head in one hand, and his waist in the other. He looked into Matthew's eyes for a split second before he enveloped him in his warmth. He hadn't realized how cold it was before his hot body was pressed up against him. Ivan's lips, soft and hot, took control of his, commanding them to do his will. Matthew's body loosened, and he welcomed its new ruler with open arms. What Matthew didn't realize, was that he took this as if he was welcoming him with open legs.

The Russian then pushed his head back, and his tongue plunged into the depths of his mouth as his only ventured out into the other's a few times. He was sweating now, and wished yet again that he didn't, or couldn't, sweat. But Ivan liked it. He liked Matthew's smell, and his taste, not just his mouth. He moved to his neck and kissed there. Matthew was feeling more than he thought he could feel, the normal grey sheen that covered his senses dissolved by Ivan's touch. Matthew's hands were still in Ivan's one large fist, so to hold on he wrapped his legs around Ivan's waist.

Ivan pushed his free hand around to the front and then pulled Matthew's shirt off. He was bare chested now but he felt as if it was mid summer from just his own body heat. Matthew had no idea it would end up like this... but no use regretting it now. Ivan kissed his lips again, with tongue to start with too. Then he kissed down and around his neck then chest, and stomached in an intricate pattern down to his jeans, which he unzipped with his teeth.

Everything was going so fast, he didn't realize that time was going by just as fast. It was 7:30 already. He heard the bridge creaking, and then the sound stopped, and then Matthew saw another shadow of a tall male, still in the middle of the bridge. Then, as if it had seen him looking, the shadow came this way.

Ivan had pulled off Matthew's pants, and, tossing them aside. He kissed, and licked all available surfaces of skin, then froze; he had heard the other guy coming. Out of the dark mist came Alfred.