Part 3
"Oh Mimi!" Sora wailed over the phone, drapped across her bed in a mellodramtic fashion. "It's awful! It couldn't get any worse, it's completely ruined my, I mean our, plans!"
"What happened Sora?" Mimi asked, her calm voice a direct oppiste of Sora's.
"Tai asked Jyou to the dance!"
"Sora, it's not the end of the world, we don't even know if they'll end up tight or anything. Besides, I'm already booked, I leave tonight."
"So we'll go ahead with the plan?" Sora asked, clearly puzzled.
"If you want to, but maybe we could put it off for a while, see what happens with Tai and Jyou first."
"I'll see you in a bit then Meems. Love ya."
"Bye," Mimi replied hanging up, wondering why Sora was so obsessive over that plan of hers. Sure, Mimi thought it would be great for the two boys to hook up, but she didn't think it should be under the circumstances Sora was trying to force upon them. She might have objected to the plan if it were for her own self interests.
*~&~
Matt sighed, wondering why Sora had been avoiding him recently. He wondered if it was going to bode well for their relationship. Matt wasn't entirely sure if he was going to be upset if Sora did dump him, once upon a time he would have thought so, but now... well, things had changed.
He slowly squinted at his digital clock, "Come on, come on, come on!"
The numbers shifted to exactly 7:30pm. Matt whispered a cheer to himself as he heard the front door to his apartment open.
"I'm going to go out, Matt," his father's voice echoed down the hall, "Don't wait up!"
"I won't!" Matt called back, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. As the door slammed shut, Matt sprang from his computer and walked over to reach under his bed, "Time for some private time."
Tossing his collection of "artistic" magazines down on the bed, he pulled down his pants and gathered all the essentials for a profitable wank session. He laid back to enjoy the bossomed beauties in all their glory.
Riffling through the pages, he found Sharon, an old favorite. Picturing all the things he'd like to do to with her, he waited for the fun to begin, but was oddly disappointed when things didn't seem to be working.
"Come on, Little Mattie, don't fail me now!" Matt glared at his unit, "I'm seventeen! This isn't supposed to be happening to me yet!"
Throwing down the magazine, he pulled his pants on, wondering what was going on down there. He'd been aroused that afternoon! Slowly, it dawned on him that he'd been with Tai.
"Maybe all that time I've been spending with Tai has infected me with homosexuality!" Matt, feeling lost and confused, spent a while thinking of the implications, finally deciding to test out the theory, hoping to god that he wasn't really gay. Maybe he was just a little under the weather or something.
After extensive research online, Matt was thrilled to conclude that men didn't turn him on, in fact, it kind of disturbed him. Feeling bored and with nothing else to do, he laid down and eventually fell sleep.
*MATT'S DREAM/FANTASY*
There was a hand on his wang.
That was the first thing he noticed. The second was that he was sporting a near painful erection.
"You want me to take care of that, babe?" A familiar voice murmered against his neck.
"Yes," Matt said weakly, clutching at the hard muscled thighs surrounding his firm buttocks, "YES!"
The hand pumped swiftly, and Matt screamed in orgasm, his juices spewing forth.
*END DREAM*
A ringing phone jolted Matt from his slumber, "Ugh- Hewwo?" He grunted, still half asleep.
"Matt, Jyou said he'd go with me to the dance!" Tai's excited voice filled the dead air, "I've got a date!"
"That's great, Tai. Perfect," Matt wiggled uncomfortably, feeling an unusual wet spot underneath him, "I'm glad you're happy."
"Are you okay? You sound funny," Tai glanced into the phone as if he could see Matt if he tried hard enough.
"Yeah, I just woke up, s'all," Matt stood gingerly, pushing his jeans slowly off, "Look, Tai, I have to go. Sorry."
"Don't worry. I still have twenty other people to tell. Talk to you later," Tai quickly slammed the phone down, ignoring the gathering guilt at his obvious lie.
Matt ran to the shower to get rid of the evidence, horribly embarrased at himself. He hadn't experienced a wet dream in years.
"Oh Mimi!" Sora wailed over the phone, drapped across her bed in a mellodramtic fashion. "It's awful! It couldn't get any worse, it's completely ruined my, I mean our, plans!"
"What happened Sora?" Mimi asked, her calm voice a direct oppiste of Sora's.
"Tai asked Jyou to the dance!"
"Sora, it's not the end of the world, we don't even know if they'll end up tight or anything. Besides, I'm already booked, I leave tonight."
"So we'll go ahead with the plan?" Sora asked, clearly puzzled.
"If you want to, but maybe we could put it off for a while, see what happens with Tai and Jyou first."
"I'll see you in a bit then Meems. Love ya."
"Bye," Mimi replied hanging up, wondering why Sora was so obsessive over that plan of hers. Sure, Mimi thought it would be great for the two boys to hook up, but she didn't think it should be under the circumstances Sora was trying to force upon them. She might have objected to the plan if it were for her own self interests.
*~&~
Matt sighed, wondering why Sora had been avoiding him recently. He wondered if it was going to bode well for their relationship. Matt wasn't entirely sure if he was going to be upset if Sora did dump him, once upon a time he would have thought so, but now... well, things had changed.
He slowly squinted at his digital clock, "Come on, come on, come on!"
The numbers shifted to exactly 7:30pm. Matt whispered a cheer to himself as he heard the front door to his apartment open.
"I'm going to go out, Matt," his father's voice echoed down the hall, "Don't wait up!"
"I won't!" Matt called back, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. As the door slammed shut, Matt sprang from his computer and walked over to reach under his bed, "Time for some private time."
Tossing his collection of "artistic" magazines down on the bed, he pulled down his pants and gathered all the essentials for a profitable wank session. He laid back to enjoy the bossomed beauties in all their glory.
Riffling through the pages, he found Sharon, an old favorite. Picturing all the things he'd like to do to with her, he waited for the fun to begin, but was oddly disappointed when things didn't seem to be working.
"Come on, Little Mattie, don't fail me now!" Matt glared at his unit, "I'm seventeen! This isn't supposed to be happening to me yet!"
Throwing down the magazine, he pulled his pants on, wondering what was going on down there. He'd been aroused that afternoon! Slowly, it dawned on him that he'd been with Tai.
"Maybe all that time I've been spending with Tai has infected me with homosexuality!" Matt, feeling lost and confused, spent a while thinking of the implications, finally deciding to test out the theory, hoping to god that he wasn't really gay. Maybe he was just a little under the weather or something.
After extensive research online, Matt was thrilled to conclude that men didn't turn him on, in fact, it kind of disturbed him. Feeling bored and with nothing else to do, he laid down and eventually fell sleep.
*MATT'S DREAM/FANTASY*
There was a hand on his wang.
That was the first thing he noticed. The second was that he was sporting a near painful erection.
"You want me to take care of that, babe?" A familiar voice murmered against his neck.
"Yes," Matt said weakly, clutching at the hard muscled thighs surrounding his firm buttocks, "YES!"
The hand pumped swiftly, and Matt screamed in orgasm, his juices spewing forth.
*END DREAM*
A ringing phone jolted Matt from his slumber, "Ugh- Hewwo?" He grunted, still half asleep.
"Matt, Jyou said he'd go with me to the dance!" Tai's excited voice filled the dead air, "I've got a date!"
"That's great, Tai. Perfect," Matt wiggled uncomfortably, feeling an unusual wet spot underneath him, "I'm glad you're happy."
"Are you okay? You sound funny," Tai glanced into the phone as if he could see Matt if he tried hard enough.
"Yeah, I just woke up, s'all," Matt stood gingerly, pushing his jeans slowly off, "Look, Tai, I have to go. Sorry."
"Don't worry. I still have twenty other people to tell. Talk to you later," Tai quickly slammed the phone down, ignoring the gathering guilt at his obvious lie.
Matt ran to the shower to get rid of the evidence, horribly embarrased at himself. He hadn't experienced a wet dream in years.