Hey guys, still sick (big shocker there) but I'm feeling better since Logan is looking after me… He's such a sweet heart. This chapter is really focusing on the dynamics of the group and how everyone interacts so there's a lot of names that I'm hoping you're starting to recognize. I really hope you like this chapter ;) I know you will ;) ;) ;)

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Chapter 4: The Stuff of Men

The seven days after Matt's arrival were absolute torture for me. Why you may ask? Because I'm a perverted guy who can't even look at him without thinking dirty thoughts and getting a raging boner for those images running through my head. It really didn't help that Matt was like every other guy alive, he showered naked and tied a towel loosely around his waist. I had gone into the shower, the public style, and caught a full view of Matt's naked behind and immediately got hard. The shower had to be postponed while I went and, ahem, took care of it. I think the hardest, no pun intended, moment was when Matt had just gotten out of the shower and was walking into the bunk room with a towel around his waist. Seemed alright, nothing too bad that drove me wild but then, out of God damn nowhere, Jared runs up and snatches his towel and runs off laughing like a maniac with a stunned and naked Matt standing there still dripping with water. I had quickly turned away before I saw anything but everything about him was exciting and drove me into a state of sexual arousal. Even him sleeping was a beautiful sight. I'll admit it, I was totally being creepy but I couldn't help it so shut up! I couldn't stop what I felt even if I wanted to.

Matt's training had gone really well, his knowledge of all our drills and moves saved us so much time in the long run. We ran everything five plus times over just to make sure everyone was in synch with each other, which we were. I think the best thing was that Matt was willing to learn and took criticism well. I couldn't figure out why he was still just a private and after four years, it just made no sense! I'd have to just come out and ask him. I could do that, right?

It was our last night before we left so we hit up the pub we had when Matt first joined us, even got the same table. The name of the game was getting so shit faced we'd stumble into the bunk house.

I sat down in the corner chair and saw that Matt made a point of sitting next to me even though there was an open spot much closer to where he had walked up, that made me happy. Small things with him had started to make me stupidly happy. From his stupid goggles to the way he smiled when he found something humorous and his laugh… Sounds like a thousand angels singing. "Hey Matt, why haven't I ever seen you drunk?" Terry asked as he poured himself a beer from one of the pitchers in the center of the large table.

"Because you're the first to pass out when we drink."

"I do not!" He protested with a raised fist of what he deemed to be justice.

"Matt carried you back two days ago." I added and got a sour look from the young Specialist but from Matt, I got a smile that started in his mouth and warmed up the rest of his face to his eyes. My heart skipped a beat but I rolled my eyes and chugged my beer down. This would be the last of the alcohol until we were relived from the front again so we might as well enjoy it and all get wasted tonight.

As I thought, I realized that Matt never had been drunk. His glass of beer was nearly full still when I was on my third full serving of the stuff. He seemed to notice me looking at him so he picked it up and took a swallow of his drink.

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"Ha ha! HA HA HA!" Someone was laughing as he stumbled about in the street as we attempted to walk back to our barracks. It was going to well since we were all drunk and slap happy but at least we were all having fun. Tomorrow's hang over would suck but we lived in the now. My foot caught on something and I picked forward only to be grabbed by a strong arm and hauled back up onto my feet. I looked to see my savior was Matt.

"Thanks Marry… Wait, not. Thanks Matt!" I started giggling stupidly at my mistake and looked at him again. I reached up and touched his hair, "Your hair is pretty." I said as we kept walking. "Looks like fire." What was I saying?

"Wow, you're really drunk." Matt commented as he held me up, I wasn't a coordinated drunk by any means.

"I am not!" I protested and almost fell again, "Okay… Maybe I am just a little bit." We managed to get to the bunk house and headed in.

"I know! LET'S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!" Jared shouted at the top of his drunken lungs. It didn't sound like a bad idea. "Circle up! This is going to be fun! Matt! You too! Don't be a baby! Get over here!" Jared dragged Matt off his bed and into the circle so that he was between me and Marco. "I'll start! Marco, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Which of us has the best butt?"

"Me, no way. Ha ha I dunno, Matt's got a nice one but so does Terry." Now it was Marco's turn to ask someone a truth or dare.

"Ron, truth of date?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to strip naked!" Everyone laughed as Ron turned bright red.

"Naked? NO WAY!" He exclaimed in shock.

"You know what happens if you-"

"I'll do it." He snapped and stood to pull off his shirt and drop his pants. He stayed in his boxers for a moment before dropping them and sitting down quickly. I didn't really care much for Ron; he was too muscular for my taste. I like them lean and hard but not buff. Ron's turn.

"Mark, truth or dare?"

"Uhmmm…" He took a moment to consider. "Truth."

"If you had to make out with someone in the room, who would it be and why?"

"Easy, Mihael because he's got full lips like a girl." Everyone laughed but in my drunken state, I couldn't tell which of us they were laughing at. "Alright Terry, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to put a condom on Ryan." His cheeks turned bright red but he knew the treatment if you chickened out was much worse.

"Anyone got a condom?" Every guy nodded, even Matt. No shocker there, get a girl pregnant and you're screwed over big time. Jared tossed one to the blushing Terry who ripped it open with his teeth and looked expectantly at Ryan. "You gotta get it hard to put one on dumb ass." Terry said to Ryan once he stood. "Oh! No need." He laughed when he saw Ryan was already hard. Grumbling, he sat back down and let Terry roll the condom down on his dick with a sour expression.

I saw Terry's eyes flash to me then Matt, must be deciding who to ask. "Mihael, truth or dare?" He asked and I thought for a few second. I decided to be fun and chose a dare. Terry sudden got a shit eating smile on his face and said, "I dare you and Matt to kiss." Did I hear him right? That didn't sound so much of a dare as it did a privilege. I looked to Matt who shrugged.

"Might as well, the punishment would probably be ten times worse." He was right; who ever chickened out was at the mercy of the rest of the squad for an entire day. No way was I going to let that happen and besides… I had really wanted to kiss the incredible redhead. Too bad I wouldn't remember any of this tomorrow. "Lean in." He told me and pressed his hot lips against mine. It was a fleeting kiss but my heart started hammering the second he touched me, my lips felt like they were on fire. The fire didn't cool when he pulled away. I wanted more from him but knew I couldn't have it. I shrugged and looked around for my target.

"Jimmy, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to break into the kitchen and get me a few chocolate bars." I might as well use this game to my advantage, right?

"Be back in about twenty minutes." I was hyper aware of Matt sitting next to me as the game continued. "Wait! Jonathan, truth or dare?"

"Truth?"

"What's the dirtiest thing you've ever done?" With that, Jimmy was off on his task.

"Uhm… I had a threesome with a girl and another guy and our cocks touched a few times, not too too bad." He said and looked to Billy with a grin, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How well endowed are you down there?"

"Eh, about nineteen centimeters." He looked to Mail and grinned at the lounging redhead who was only half listening to our drunken antics. "Matt, truth or dare?"

"Dare, of course." I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and smiled, so confident in everything he both did and said. If only I could kiss him again, just once would be enough to satisfy my need for him.

"I dare you to get a blow job from Mail while we all watch." WHAT? WHAT DID HE JUST SAY? GIVE MATT A BLOW JOB IN FRONT OF EVERYONE? Oh shit, shit, shit. Did I want him to chicken out? No… No I really didn't want him to say no. He would be put through hell because of it and, well, I wanted to do it. He looked to me with his eyebrow cocked.

"Should we?" He asked with his unwavering gaze. I was in shock that this was happening.

"The punishment would probably be ten times worse." I quoted, feeling completely sobered up now. This was really going to happen?

"Have at it." He said and stood to undo his pants. They dropped to the ground with a light thunk, his boxers were still on but not for long. I got on my knees before him and reached up to his waist band with trembling fingers.

"You gotta make him cum too, that's a proper B.J." Billy added in as I yanked down Matt's red and black checked boxers. I was shocked by what I saw before me. In my dream he had been big, very big but not his big! He was completely soft and had to be about 19 centimeters. Wow. He had been circumcised at some point, you could tell easily from the shape of his head. "Get going!" Billy demanded and I rolled my eyes. I bet he was huge when he was fully erect. I'd find out soon.

I wrapped my left hand around the base of his soft member and ran my thumb over his head, paying special attention to the slit. I heard a small noise come from him and grinned before my tongue darted out of my mouth and licked him playfully. His breath caught in his throat and I took that as a sign to continue. I took Matt into my mouth and started sucking on him inch by inch, slowly doing it to get him really excited. My gag reflex wasn't very strong so when he touched the back of my throat, I could keep going. I took him all the way into my mouth and down to my throat until his pubic hair lightly brushed my nose. He was already starting to pant, he was enjoying this too.

I brought on the suction, much to Matt's delight, and started bobbing my head up and down while using my left hand to pump his growing member. He really was a mouth full and he wasn't even fully up yet! Wow! He must be at least 28 centimeters erect. His fingers wound into my blonde hair and forced me down onto him. He would be a rough one in bed, I bet. I moved my right hand off his hip and started playing with his soft balls, lightly squeezing them, "Nnnhnn." He moaned as he was being brought to an extreme pleasure by me. I stopped my bobbing and ran my tongue along the rim of the head where most men were very sensitive. He was fully grown in my mouth now and I could barely take him half way now. Matt leaned his head back and started panting harder as I started bobbing again. I took a chance and moved my right hand back and slowly pressed a single finger into his virgin ass. He gasped out and his grip tightened on my hair. Yes, he was getting ready to release. I grinned around his monster of a cock and reached up further. Gently, I pressed the bundle of nerves, "Oh God!" He exclaimed as I felt him start to throb. I moved my finger along his sensitive prostate and BAM! He exploded in my mouth.

His seed shot down my throat and into my mouth. I tried desperately to swallow all of it but it just kept coming and coming, some of it dripped down my chin and hit the floor as I milked the redhead dry.

When I looked up at him, his eyes were on me which I didn't expect. His cheeks were flushed, a bead of sweat rolled down from his temple, and he green eyes were locked on mine. Was there maybe a chance of him being gay? Could I win him over? I became aware of the guys cheering and laughing at the show we had put on but that didn't matter because Matt leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. Why did he do that? Did that mean he actually cared about me? Did he mean it when he did that or was he just doing damage control? "That's enough of the game. I'm tired." Jared said and with that, the game was done.

I looked to Matt for a second, my eyes desperately seeking his out and finding them. He nodded to me and smiled ever so slightly, he had meant it. He did care about me.

I crawled into bed under the covers and realized the saddest thing in my life… I wouldn't remember a moment of tonight. A single silent tear rolled down my cheek as I lay my head on the pillow and fell asleep.