Matt saw one a couple of years ago, but there was nothing of note. “I’m pretty sure I’m fine.”
Despite the reassurance, Robert just looks more puzzled. “When was the last time you had sex?”
“Recently,” Matt lies. He’s not even sure what ‘recently’ means when it comes to sex. Who knows, maybe a decadeisrecent.
“Not more recently than your last STI panel?”
Matt shakes his head.
“But,surely, more recently than nine years ago?”
He hesitates, but Matt shakes his head again.
“Teo, I need you to be completely honest with me. Was I the last person you had sex with?”
Matt closes his eyes before he nods. He doesn’t need to see—he already knows what judgment looks like on Robert’s face.
“Jesus.” The bed dips when the bigger man sits. “Nobody?”
“Well, I’d hardly call you a nobody.” Joking makes everything easier to stomach, right? “I mean, you’re like, the most famous guy I know.”
Robert doesn’t look at him. He toys with the cap of the bottle of lube, popping it open and clicking it back shut.
“Are you alright?” Matt’s not exactly sure what he did wrong, but Robert is definitely not as animated as he just was.
Open, closed, open, closed. Then, Robert sighs. “I just—maybe we should wait.”
“You want to wait?” Matt deflates with disappointment.
“I didn’t realize you were nearly a virgin. We should wait. Try to make it special for you.”
Despite the seriousness of the conversation, a guffaw bubbles out of Matt.
“What?” Robert finally looks up from the bottle.
“You’re such acountry boy!” Matt can’t help but cackle even louder. “You want to make it special because I’ve had sex less times than you? Give me abreak.”
Robert sputters, but Matt steamrolls him.
“How many times do I need to be fucked until I’m not a virgin anymore? Three times? Six?Jesus, Bobby. I’m a man, not some swooning damsel.”
“Oh yeah? Forgive me forcaring.”
“If you were paying any attention, you’d realize it’s been me and my hand for the pastnine years. Could you go without sex for a decade? For most of your twenties?”
“I wouldn’t be stupid enough to try!”
“Here you are, in my room, looking like a goddamn porn star and grinding on me with your super hard cock—which is something I dream about like,weekly, by the way—but you want me to wait until there arerose petals?!”
Oops, that might’ve been too much.
They stare at each other in silence until Robert turns away, clearing his throat.
“You know what? Fine.” There’s a slight flush dusting Robert’s cheekbones when he stands and drops his sweatpants. The only thing more enticing than his bare ass is his dick, which is still hard enough to bob up when it’s released.
Do dicks grow? It looks a lot bigger than Matt remembers. “Whoa.”
“You don’t want it to be special, so it’s not special.” Under the bravado, Robert still seems slightly embarrassed. “What are you waiting for? Get naked.”
