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In the morning, after Matt and Jeff slept threw the night of some wild sex, Jeff woke up in his hotel bed stretching. As he relaxed, he looked over to the other bed and saw Matt in the other bed. He tilted his head a little as he wondered how Matt got into his bed if he was sleeping with Jeff. That's when he felt the ropes gone on his ankles, so he sat up and looked at his brother. Thoughts were running threw his mind. Did he really have sex with his brother, or was it all just a dream? He wanted to know, but what if he asked his big brother and his big brother thought it was crazy and just laughed? Jeff would be scared for life. So for the time being, he thought it would just be best that he not say or do anything that would lead Matt on to him being a psycho in love with flesh and blood.
After sitting there on the bed for a while, Jeff stood up from the bed. He felt like he needed to take a shower. So he slowly walked over to the bathroom and shut the door. There was no need to take his clothes of since he was already naked. Shivers could be felt on his body. There was a small draft coming in from the bottom of the door. "Gahhh. Stupid draft," Jeff mumbled to himself as he then stepped into the shower. His hand then grabbed a hold of the faucets and turned it to the temperature that he liked. Then he stood under the shower and let the water fall on him. Then he reached over and grabbed the cloth and soap and began to lather it up. Once it was soapy, he began to wash himself off. As he felt the water against is skin, he began to think of what happened. How the heat from the water was reminding him of the heat that filled the room from the sex that they shared.
Once Jeff felt that he was cleaned up, he stepped out of the shower dripping wet. His hand then grabbed a towel that was folded on the bathroom sink. He took it and used it to dry himself off. Running it threw his drippy wet hair, then over his wet skin, drying every inch. Then once he was dried off, he didn't have fresh clothes with him so he wrapped the towel around his waist, and then headed back to the hotel room.
When he left the bathroom and entered the hotel room, he saw Matt still sleeping on his bed. A small sigh escaped his lips as he still wished he could still understand. The thoughts of what happened during the night still ran threw his mind. What would happen if Matt woke up and saw Jeff naked? What would happen when Matt would be told about their play time? Jeff kept thinking that Matt would freak out and could end up slapping him, telling him to just shut up and that he needs to go get lots of help.
Then Jeff shook his head, "Come on, get dressed." Maybe if he tried getting dressed, those thoughts would escape his mind. He then went over to his suitcase and opened it, pulling some clothes out of it and setting it aside. When he had a baby blue jersey out, along with a pair of blue jeans, he put the suitcase down and then sat on his bed, beginning to get dressed.
As Jeff was getting dressed, his big brother began to startle a little. A small mumble escaped his lips as his eyes opened a little and saw his baby brother getting dressed. "Mmm, how long did I sleep?" Matt asked as he mumbled a little.
Turning his head a little, Jeff jumped not realizing that he heard his big brother speaking. "Huh? Oh, you were out like a light Matt," Jeff answered, hoping that Matt wouldn't tell that something was on his mind. He knew that if Matt figured it out, they both may never get out of the hotel and back on the road again.
Matt slowly got up out of the bed and saw Jeff getting dressed. "I'll go take a shower," Matt spoke softly.
Jeff just nodded in agreement as he avoided looking at Matt, since he was naked as well. He didn't seem to bother asking why he was naked, or even asking about what happened at night time. He continued to get dressed, sighing a little, hating that he can't just come out and talk to his big brother about this. It could have all just been a dream, or was it?
Mean while Jeff was getting dressed, Matt stepped in the shower and turned the water on. When the water hit his skin, he parted his lips and let out a scream. The water was all cold and sent lots of shivers down Matt's body.
Jeff cocked his brow at what he heard, and then he laughed a little as he remembered that he used all the hot water. "Whoopsie," he spoke as he shook his head laughing again. He figured that it as time he would play mister innocent with his big brother. So once his bottoms were pulled up, he then sat at the corner of the bed, waiting for Matt to come out of the bathroom.
When he did, Jeff sat there, looking at his naked big brother as he exited the bathroom. He had that innocent as an angel look on his face. His emerald green eyes looked at his naked big brother who was semi drippy. He had to try and not to laugh at the look that sat on his big brothers face.
Matt looked at his baby brother with his brown eyes, his curly hair hung down almost hiding the features on his face. Some strands were wet when the cold water hit him. He looked dead at his baby brother, not looking away from him. He had this evil look begin to fill his eyes. Like he was forming some kind of pay back for what Jeff did.
Jeff continued to sit there and look at his naked big brother. That's when his heart began to race. He didn't know what Matt was going to do, especially with that pissed off look on his face. Jeff then gulped when he knew he could be in for something big. His lower lip curled over as if he was trying to say "I'm sorry," without verbally saying so.
Seeing that, Matt couldn't help but laugh. Some how he knew Jeff always found a way out of getting yelled at for doing stuff like that. He then walked over to the bed and sat down next to his baby brother. "Why didn't you stop me from taking a shower you dork?" Matt asked as he then jumped at his baby brother, wrapping his arms and legs around him in a lock type position.
Of course Jeff didn't answer right away; he began to feel very nervous when Matt had that hold around him. His legs wrapped around Jeff's legs and his arms wrapped around Jeff's chest, locking him in place. Jeff began to feel very nervous about the position he was in. He didn't know if he could hold the truth in about last night or not. Again, Jeff swallowed hard, almost hurting his throat. He didn't want Matt to know if Matt would end up pushing him away even more than he felt that they were.
"Hey Jeff, what's wrong with you?" Matt asked as he sensed that Jeff was hiding something or trying to avoid something. He then loosened the grip around his baby brother so he could sit up and maybe talk about what's on his mind.
Feeling Matt remove his arms from around him, Jeff pushed himself up so he was now in a sitting position. He didn't look at his big brother, fearing that he would use his brown eyes and search out his emerald green eyes to find out that something was on Jeff's mind. To tell you the truth, at times Jeff hated it. When he would find something that he didn't want anyone to know about, then the whole world knows.
Matt then saw his baby brother not look at him. He reached over and pulled Jeff's head towards his and looked into Jeff's emerald green eyes. He saw confusement over anything else. "Jeffro, what's wrong man?" Matt asked with that cute name he called him last night. Was this a game Matt was playing? Was Jeff dreaming all of this?
Jeff turned his head to look up at his big brother, a sad look formed on his face. He would try to hide it all, but nothing would work. He knew that Matt would find a way to find out what was wrong. "Bro, did we make love last night?" Jeff asked with a quiet tone in his voice.
Hearing that question from his baby brother, he sat there thinking. He didn't want to hurt his baby brother and lie to him. He wasn't going to hide anything from Jeff either. Taking a deep breath, Matt pulled Jeff's face up to his so they were looking at one another eye to eye. They were even almost lip to lip. Just as Matt was about to kiss his brother to answer his question, there was a knock at the door. Sighing a little, Matt hated pulling away from his baby brother, but had to.
"Room service," rang a voice from outside the hotel room door.
Matt got up and went to the door. He then opened it and talked to the person behind the door. "Ugh, I'm sorry," he whispered before he got up.
Mean while, Jeff felt kind of sad that he didn't get to talk to his big brother about what happened the night before. He then just lay there on his bed looking at the dresser that sat across from his bed. He didn't know what to do, or even yet, think. Tears wanted to fall from his eyes, but for some reason they didn't. His brain must be thinking ahead of Matt.
"Jeffro, here's breakfast," Matt spoke after shutting the door. When he turned around and saw Jeff lying on that bed, facing away from him, he knew something was up. "Jeffro, baby?"
When Jeff heard his brother say that, he cocked his brow a little, to make sure he wasn't dreaming, or hearing things. He sure didn't want to end up hearing things again. Slowly, Jeff began to turn around and look at his big brother, not sure what to say or even do.
"Jeffro, are you okay?" Matt asked, knowing that he hated seeing his baby brother this way. He wished he could take all his troubles away and just make every one of them vanish so Jeff would be happy for the rest of his life.
Jeff still looked at his brother like he didn't know how to take all of this, not sure what it all meant, not sure where this was going to go. He feared that when he gets his big brother to admit they shared some love, that Matt would always find some way of getting out of telling the truth. His shoulders did a bit of a shrugging motion as he looked up at his big brother with a sad look on his face.
Matt then knelt down next to his baby brother, looking right into his emerald green eyes, looking, searching for an answer of some sort. All Matt could find was sadness; it hurt him to see his baby brother this way. His hand reached up and touched his baby brother's cheek. He rubbed it ever so softly and gently, as if telling him that things were going to be okay.
Feeling Matt's soft hand against his cheek made Jeff's heart melt, as if he was melting right in Matt's warm arms. He had to know, this was is chance. When will he be able to ask his brother again? Most likely it would never happen. If he missed this chance, it would most likely be gone for good. Jeff then took a deep breath and parted his lips to speak, "Matt, did we make love last night?"