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Matt started to cough then. The fit didn’t seem to be letting up. It was a terrible side effect to the drug, which tended to burn its way down the esophagus when it was taken. I wondered who the hell was taking this thing if it had all these side effects, but then again “meth mouth” is a common term that immediately brings to mind a mouthful of rotting and broken teeth, and yet people still get hooked on methamphetamines. Drugs fucked with people, and Matt was one of those victims. I grabbed a Styrofoam cup full of water and handed it to him, but he was still coughing too much to drink it. That’s when I felt Donna’s soft hand on my elbow.
“Sorry, Mr. Brightly, I think Matt’s done for today.”
“Right, of course.”
Matt’s face was pink, his eyes wet, the cough still lingering.
“Thank you, Matt. I hope you feel better soon.”
He managed a smile before he covered his mouth for another bout of coughing. It filled my heart with sadness, seeing this kid stuck in a hospital bed, all because he wanted to have a fun night out and ended up getting way more than he bargained for.
I left the hospital with some answers and a multitude of questions. Thankfully, the next person I was meeting with today was Fox, and I had a feeling he’d be able to help me sort through it all. I felt myself getting excited as I got into my car. I was smiling as I plugged in the directions to the park Fox wanted us to meet at.
I’d been smiling a hell of a lot lately, even with all the stress that had been surrounding me, trying to suffocate me. I didn’t mind the smiles one bit.
Not one bit.
22 Gabriel “Fox” Morrison
The chorus of birdsong, a mixture of chirps and whistles and bell-like trills, surrounded me as I sat on the bench by the entrance to Palm Bay Park, the spot I decided to invite Jonah to for an evening of bird-watching. It was serenely peaceful, especially since the sun was making its descent and painting the sky as it traveled, while the park itself seemed virtually empty, with only a single other car in the parking lot.
I needed this. Time to spend in my own element, with a man who was quickly throwing me out of it. Jonah was driving me crazy. I had no idea where we were headed or what the finish line for the two of us looked like, but wow was the starting line one hell of a gun pop.
Ever since Jonah had broken his blowjob cherry and blew my mind simultaneously, I found myself constantly thinking about him. About what the hell I was getting myself into and why the hell I didn’t seem to care. I still didn’t have a real idea about where Jonah’s sexuality landed, and I also had no idea what Jonah saw happening between us, but… well, even with all that considered, I was still seeing all kinds of perfect when I pictured Jonah and me together. It was such a wild thought, but one that felt more and more real by the hour. He had been staying over my place, and I managed to clear out the guest room for him so we could set up the air bed, and I had to admit, it was really great waking up with Jonah. The first night, I had literally woken up with him, his arm wrapped over my chest, my comfort levels at full maximum.
The next two nights, we slept separately, although that didn’t mean my dreams had us in the same sleeping arrangements. No, for the first time in a long-ass motherfucking time, I woke up with wet bedsheets, all from a steaming hot dream involving Jonah and his fine ass.
He was making me crazy, and that wasn’t letting up judging by how my stomach jumped the second I laid eyes on him walking down the sunny path toward me. He was wearing a pair of light-blue jeans and a simple black tee, with a thin silver necklace that played with the light as he walked.
I stood up, unable to contain the smile on my face. I normally wasn’t a smiley guy, but Jonah had my cheeks sore.
“Hey there.”
“Hi, Fox.” And instead of shaking hands, we opened our arms for an embrace. It was quick, but it was strong, a moment in time when our bodies touched, serving as a reminder for how much potential for raw pleasure we each had inside ourselves, brought out by the other.
“Hey,” I said again, like a dumb high school kid.
Jonah, still smiling, dropped his eyes. If we had held eye contact any longer, I’m sure our lips would have followed suit. “Should I have brought a notebook or anything?” Jonah asked.
