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CHAPTER TWO: SLOW SEDUCTION. 

As he led Mattias inside, Tommy couldn't believe he had his cute neighbor in his house. Reluctantly letting go of Mattias' hand, he looked down at the boy. The kid reached him to about nipple height and looked up. The blue eyes he looked into were like his, but a lot darker and they seemed huge, especially behind his glasses. The boy truly was breathtaking. Tommy could easily stare at him all day. His body nearly tingled with excitement. He finally thought that living in this damn town could become fun. 

He had been heartbroken when his family announced that they were going to live in a small town. Tommy loved city life and hated the thought of moving away. He couldn't figure out why they would move. He tried to be understanding about his parents' reasons but, at the same time, found it to be completely unfair. Simultaneously, he realized his brother Kenneth could get to visit them more often, as they were moving to the county next to the county where he lived with his mother. Kenneth's mom and his own dad had divorced 3 years before and he had hardly seen his step brother as he had to be flown out for visits. Tommy loved his little brother and missed him a lot. His own dad had remarried the year before and, though Tommy resented her at first, he had quickly come to love his new step mom, as she was way cool and always had time for the boys she had fallen so hard for. He hated the new town. It was so quiet and boring compared to what he was used to. He only liked it when Kenneth was around, but at least he would see him every other weekend from now on; and three whole weeks later that summer! 

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Tommy was eight when he discovered the pleasures of touching himself down there. Every night since then, he would grab himself by his shaft and furiously pull on it. It was ten times better than the pillow humping he had been doing up until that point. As he got older he seemed to be doing it at least twice a day, often more. He'd get in front of the mirror naked and look over his shoulder at his own butt as he pumped his hips and pulled on his growing cock. He loved the flexing motion of his buttocks as he was pleasing himself at the same time. 

Then he started working a finger up his hole when he masturbated, which turned him on even more. He was eleven when he came to the conclusion that he was gay. It terrified him at him first, being that dreaded word. He always tried to think up ways for people not to notice, which wasn't easy. Seems everywhere he turned there was a hot boy in all shapes and sizes. 

There was one in particular, that he liked, that he sometimes saw when they were out shopping at the same store at the same time. He was just so magnificent. He had never seen such an amazing face before, with his pale skin and black lashes and brows. Tommy was with his dad one summer, renting a cabin when a friend of his dad's stopped by. Tommy nearly fell out of his chair when he saw the boy that was with him; the one from the store! Tommy could not believe his luck. He was right there; on the same couch as him!

He found out his name was Tobias. They'd struck up a friendship that day and decided to start hooking up when they got back home. Within a month they were best friends, pretty much inseparable. Tommy just hoped Tobias didn't notice the hardon he had every time they touched, for whatever reason. But he had noticed; oh yes, indeed. When Tommy realized Tobias had an erection too, he hoped maybe that event held some promise. They didn't know how it began, really; they had just started humping each other one day. 

Then they ended up doing even more. They'd found excuses to share a bed during sleepovers. They would hold each other all night, running their hands all over the other one; not just in bed but while sharing showers. Their daily kissing got hotter and hotter until their tongues were almost numb. While showering they sometimes slipped a wet finger up each others hole. They had progressed to putting their dicks up the other's butt, fucking as carefully as they knew how.  That was right at the time when Tommy was informed he was gonna move away from Tobias. He didn't know which of them was more devastated.  They cried themselves to sleep in each others' arms, their last night together. 

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And so Tommy was not thinking about Tobias for once; not with a hot boy in his company. The fact that the kid was smaller then him didn't matter; he liked boys of all ages, especially ones as pretty as that one. Tommy thought Tobias was the best looking kid in the world, but even he didn't come close to the one that was with him just then. He had noticed Mattias the day he moved in. Kenneth had only been there for a weekend visit twice up till then, but whenever he played with him on the trampoline, Tommy caught Mattias watching them. It was obvious he wanted in but he never came over. Tommy wanted to invite him to join but didn't want to upset his brother either so he patiently waited for Mattias to make a move. 

He felt sorry for the kid, spending so much time alone. Tommy had seen him sitting down by the creek often looking bored, lost...and so amazingly hot. He wanted to go over and hug him close. But he didn't. It had always been a flaw of his, not making a first move when he saw a boy he liked. 

'Just introduce yourself, idiot,' was a continuing thought. 'The kid obviously likes you.'

He had seen Mattias coming out of his house at the beginning of summer. He was going to the creek as usual. Tommy finally decided to follow so he could introduce himself to this stunning beauty. He was just on his way when he was told to mow their lawn. Thankfully, it was a small one, and soon he was strolling down to the creek. That's where he heard crying and the word 'stop' over and over. It was coming from behind some bushes. 

He went over and was shocked at what he saw. His Mattias, naked, blindfolded, was tied to a tree and was being tormented by two kids bigger and older than the cutie he'd been following. Then rage set in. He saw the dark skinned boy about to kick the ball he'd been using as a weapon, straight at Mattias. Tommy grabbed him by the hair and, as hard as he could, threw him down on the ground. Then he went for the pale, blond kid. He began by kneeing him hard in the groin. Then he put them close to each other and threatened them while showing how serious he was by giving each boy a hard grip on their balls. The boys flew away in terror, but not before he gave them each a kick in the ass on their way. 

The sight of the naked beauty in front of him would usually have been a major turn-on, but the circumstances prevented that. But when he untied him, Mattias was suddenly clinging to his neck and the feel of him made Tommy instantly hard. Mattias got a little heavy so Tommy sat down and simply cradled the boy, stroking and rubbing the small of his back. Mattias knees were on each side of Tommy, making his ass cheeks spread wide open. Tommy was aware of this and there was nothing he wanted more than to put a hand down between the buttocks and feel his fingers slide over the boy's tight hole. But Tommy restrained himself and simply enjoyed having Mattias close. 

When the boy's crying stopped and Tommy asked if he wanted to hold him a little longer, he was very relieved when the boy said yes. He realized the kid liked being held as much as he liked holding him. He took Mattias with him to his home and loved it when Mattias shifted his hand to entwine his fingers with Tommy's. It dawned on him just how much the boy liked him. He decided to keep his promise to stay by his side from now on.

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Mattias was taken into the living room by his rescuer, where he looked curiously around. He loved how warm and cozy the place was, with bright colors. He stared wide eyed at the huge plasma screen TV they had. It was at least forty inches. He sat down on the couch where Tommy directed him and winced at the pain on the back of his thighs, despite the softness of the cushions. He just couldn't get comfortable. Tommy gently pulled him to his feet and went behind him. He pushed Mattias' shorts up to get a good look at the damaged that was causing the pain. The skin had been somewhat scratched by the hard ball. 

"Sit here, Mattie, and I'll get something to ease the pain." 

As Tommy went off to the bathroom, Mattias stared after him. He still loved the way Tommy called him Mattie. He decided then and there that he would never allow that from anyone else. That would be Tommy's thing. He looked at the DVD rack to see what they had. He imagined sitting on the couch, Tommy's arm around him, watching TV on that big screen. He came back to the moment when Tommy came back with some antiseptic and got on his knees. 

"This is going to sting I think." 

And it did. Mattias jumped as the cotton ball hit his thigh. But he told Tommy to keep going. As he worked on the scratches, Tommy put his hand on the front of Mattias thigh and gently rubbed up and down the silky smooth skin as he worked. The pain Mattias was experiencing had subsided to a dull ache, but it was the rubbing of his thigh that best did the trick. Mattias wouldn't mind all the scratches in the world if it meant Tommy continuing his gentle rubbing; Tommy's palm was so warm on his skin. 

Tommy himself enjoyed the slightly cool skin under his hand. In the end he let the shorts drop. He lifted up the shirt and saw the bruise on Mattias lower back. He stroked it with his fingertips. But even that light touch hurt. He went in front and saw the bruise on his chest. 

"My chest really hurts, they hit that hardest."
 
Tommy thought that if he ever saw those brats again he'd do something he'd regret, he was so angry. He went into the bathroom again and came back with some Aloe Vera oil. He didn't really know if it would help but he did it anyway. 

"Take your shirt of, Mattie."
 
And the boy did. Unlike his legs, arms and neck, the upper body was pale, just like his thighs had been. Tommy started on the back, rubbing the oil over the bruise, gently, carefully. It was slightly chilly and seemed to help. He used his other hand to rub the boy's back above the bruise and towards the shoulders, hoping it would bring some comfort. And it did. It was Tommy's hand running over Mattias that was the best part. The chest was last and he went at it pretty much the same way; oiling the bruise, stroking his stomach and arms.

When the massage was all over, Mattias felt much, much better. He was still sore but sitting was more comfortable. Tommy handed him his shirt and after he put it on Tommy put Mattias' legs in his lap. 

"How long have you lived here, Mattie?" 

"Oh, my whole life. I was born at the local hospital. How about you?"
 
"I come from Phoenix, ever been there?" 

"I've never been anywhere."
 
"I see."
 
"Are you really gonna protect me from those bullies?"
 
"Of course. We're friends now. I take care of my friends."
 
Mattias couldn't stop smiling as Tommy told him all he could of himself. Mattias wanted to shout 'he's my friend' from every roof in town. They sat there chatting and getting to know each other for the next hour. By the end Mattias had a serious case of hero worship coursing through him. 

Suddenly the door sprung open and a couple of well-dressed adults came in. Tommy's folks were back. 

"Hi there," Tommy said with a wave. 

"Who is your frie...," his father started to say. "You're the kid from next door," he stated next. 

Mattias got up and politely held out his hand. The man shook it. 

"I'm Mattias, sir."
 
"Hello, Mattias. I'm Frank."
 
"And I'm Pamela," Tommy's step mother said, and held out her hand. Mattias took it with a small bow.
 
"Nice to meet you, ma'am."
 
Pamela had to smile at how polite the boy in front of her was. She had seen the boy by himself a lot and was pleased to see he and Tommy had become friends. She knew how wonderful her stepson was with younger kids. She couldn't wait to tell him about the baby she was going to have. Tommy was explaining to Frank what had happened to Mattias that day. Both adults were horrified and wanted to do something. 

"No, Mom.  They won't be bothering Mattias anymore. Trust me."

And they let it go at that, since they trusted their boy. They proceeded to invite Mattias to join them for dinner that night. 

"We're having Dad's chicken casserole today," said Tommy.  'It's the best. Real delicious." 

Any pain was completely forgotten as Mattias ran home to ask if he could have dinner across the street. His father actually looked glad to get the boy out of the house for the night and quickly agreed. Mattias didn't even care as he ran back out and skipped like a girl across the street. And the casserole really was good; he hadn't had anything like that in a long time. During the great meal he cheerfully chatted away. Everything was so nice in their house.  It had a warm atmosphere his place would never be able to match. He never wanted to leave. They even had dessert, chocolate pudding with vanilla sauce. He was almost bursting when the meal was done. 

The family was going to visit Tommy's aunt that night and Tommy was going too. This saddened Mattias as they would be gone for two days.

"But when we come back you can spend the entire day with us, and as much as you want beyond that. We'd love to have you here."  Tommy's mom should how sincere she was by the great smile she gave him.

"I'd really like that."
 
Mattias gave the woman a hug and thanked her for dinner. He gave Frank a big hug, too. It felt real good to be held by Frank's strong arms. Tommy's mom smelled real good; just like moms are supposed to; at least in all his dreams. Tommy followed him to the door and held out his arms. Mattias came into them and they hugged each other tight. He felt himself grow hard right away. With a kiss on Tommy's cheek he quickly left so Tommy's parents wouldn't notice. 

Frank insisted Tommy go take a shower before they left in an hour. He was hoping they would say that. Once in there he pulled his t-shirt off his upper body while looking at his tall slender self in the mirror. His perky nipples were hard and he rubbed them with his fingers. They were always so sensitive to touch. He pictured Mattias fingers playing with them and he swelled up between his firm thighs instantly. He loved seeing his limp penis become a hard cock and whipped it out.

His fantasy was always so vivid he could almost feel Mattias hand around him. He pulled his shorts and boxers down his long legs. He looked inside the clothes and threw the underwear in the hamper.  He had been leaking precum like crazy for the last few hours. Stepping into the stall, he turned on the water and felt the spray wash warm over his body. He shampooed his hair and put his head back to let the shampoo run in a river down his sleek back. 

He went to work on his penis, washing it thoroughly as he always did before he went to work. He pictured himself in bed next to Mattias, holding him.  His strokes picked up the pace. 

"Oh, yeah," he said, "Oh, yeah, work that cock of yours!" He liked to cheer himself on when he masturbated. The memory of Mattias velvety soft skin soon sent him over the edge. He erupted all over the wall, trying to splash as high as he could. He had a height record and was determined to beat it.  His hot thoughts of Mattias would do it.

"Mattias. Oh, Mattias. Mattie, Mattie, Mattie." 
 
He was thinking the name over and over as his teen load pumped all over the wall. He decided right then that he was gonna test the waters with the boy and see what he would be allowed to do. 

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Mattias went to bed that night, his head filled with thoughts of Tommy. He started touching himself. His mind's eye could see Tommy's face as his fingers played with his small head. He thought about Tommy's lips, wishing he was here now, sliding them down his shaft. Tommy had been wearing loose boxers and silk shorts and it hadn't escaped Mattias' attention that his penis had been hard. At one point he had seen it really tenting out Tommy's thin fabric. Mattias found himself, right then, imagining what it must look like.

He pumped away at his own hard erection.  Something was happening!  Something he hadn't felt before surged through his body. He had never imagined such pleasure was possible. He arched his back and put his pillow over his head and screamed into it. He took it away and lay completely still. He had never felt so content in his young life. With Tommy's kind eyes and comforting smile burned into his retina, Mattias fell into a deep sleep. 

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The morning Tommy and his family came back from visiting his aunt, Mattias woke up early. He went into his closet and looked for something to wear. He went for his red nylon shorts and, deciding to dispense with underwear, he slid them up his legs. The shorts were getting a little small for him, so they showed off his rounded buttocks. He put on a pair of white socks and his favorite t-shirt with Tom and Jerry dressed as rappers. Kids always looked at him with envy when he wore it. Putting on his sneakers, he went outside. 

It was really hot out already and, when he looked across the street, Tommy was sitting on the trampoline, waving him over. Mattias bounced across the street and Tommy took him by the wrist and, with a jump from Mattias, lifted him up. He pretended to loose his balance and fell back and Mattias landed on top of him. Straddling Tommy, he held him by the wrists.
 
"Got you!"
 
"Morning, Mattie. Sleep well?" 

"Totally!"
 
"Cool shirt."

"I know."
 
Looking up, Tommy was once again astounded with how good looking this kid was. With his short hair, every inch of his face was on display for Tommy's admiring eye. He rolled Mattias until he was underneath him. 

"Got you!"  He said it just like Mattias had.
 
"Well, enjoy yourself."
 
Tommy gripped Mattias' legs and drew him closer to him so Mattias' butt was on his lap. Tommy took hold under one of the boy's shoulders and lifted him up. Then he let go and power bombed him onto the mat. 

"Again," Matthias laughed.

Tommy loved the sound of that laughter and picked him up again. Then down he went. They continued wrestling around for a while until the heat was too much. Sweat was pouring down their backs when they headed, hand-in-hand, for the creek to cool off. With their feet in the water they sat side by side in silence. Tommy's hand was on Mattias back several times, giving him little rubs. Tommy went totally hard. Mattias arm was resting on his thigh and his elbow slightly nudged Tommy's engorged flesh. They sat there like that for about ten minutes, splashing their feet in the water. 

Suddenly Mattias jumped up and put his hands in the water and hurled what he could over at Tommy. 

"Oh boy, are you gonna pay for that!"
 
Tommy picked the boy up and started swinging, threatening to throw him in. 

"Don't! Don't! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
 
Tommy put him down as close to the water as he could get and used his arm to soak Mattias with water. 

"Stop, stop" Mattias yelled, not really meaning it; laughing until it hurt.

Then they stood in the water, bent over and continued splashing away. When they'd had enough they went behind the bushes where they had met and wrung their shirts out, hanging them on tree branches so they could dry. Mattias turned to him and Tommy put a hand on the boy's back again, stroking it. 

"How are the bruises coming along?" 

"They don't really hurt all that much, anymore." 

Tommy slid his hand lower and Mattias had no reaction when he came near the fading bruise. 

"Wanna run over to the store and buy a Coke?" Tommy asked. Mattias nodded and off they went, leaving their shirts to dry. 

When they came back, half their sodas were downed and their shorts had dried on their bodies. Putting on their shirts, they sat down by the water, relaxing while finishing their drinks. Tommy put his arm around Mattias' back, with his hand on the boy's side. When he took it away Mattias grabbed it and put it tighter around himself. Coke finished, he put his head against Tommy's arm. 

How Tommy loved it that he did that. Mattias really was such an awesome little boy. Tommy wanted to slide his hand under the boy's shirt real, real bad but decided to save the moment for later. He just hoped the boy didn't mind. The heat was really getting to them so they decided to go to Tommy's house. It had air conditioning and was much cooler than the outside. 

Tommy took Mattias to his room. Looking around Mattias looked forward to spending time in here. Tommy turned on his brand new Playstation 3 and handed Mattias the controls. Mattias had never played it before; he'd never even had any Playstation. Oh, he'd played at Justin's house but not enough to be any good. But Tommy was real patient and pointed and instructed Mattias in all his games. He let Mattias try himself, too and when he did, Tommy sat on the edge of the bed next to him. He rested his hand on the boy's thigh slowly pushed his shorts higher to feel the young boy's flesh. It was so smooth and soft under his hand. He rubbed Mattias' arm, also sliding it under the cuff of the shirt and massaged the shoulder there. 

Mattias tried to concentrate on the game but Tommy stroking him felt so incredible. Whenever Tommy rubbed his back Mattias wanted it under his shirt so badly; and finally Tommy did it. He started tugging on the shirt and Mattias leaned forward to make it easier. Tommy's hand slid underneath and went slowly up and down Mattias back, only interrupted by going in small circles between his shoulder blades. Mattias got killed in the game over and over he was so distracted. Tommy was in seventh heaven. The skin felt so incredibly smooth and hot under his hand. What he really wanted was to hold Mattias close while touching him. 

"You want something to drink? We have Pepsi in the fridge," he asked.

 "I'd love some." 

Tommy went off to get their drinks. As he was pouring Pepsi into a glass he touched himself between the legs with his other hand. He was so horny he wanted to make love to Mattias then and there. He knew that was far off and maybe wouldn't ever happen, but he could dream, could he not? When he came back into the room Mattias gulped down the drink without pausing and went back to the game. Tommy crawled onto the bed, looking over Mattias' shoulder. He scooted forward and sat down behind Mattias with a leg on either side of him.
 
Mattias leaned back and continued playing. Tommy nuzzled his hair and when he put his head next to Mattias, the boy pushed his cheek against the teen's. Tommy's hand once again went under the shirt, massaging Mattias' shoulder and feeling his exquisitely smooth chest and slim waist. His hardon was getting painful pressed against the small of Mattias' back. That and the amazing feel of Mattias' skin got to be too much for him. Tommy excused himself and went to the bathroom, stripped naked and went into the shower stall. Masturbating, he came within seven strokes. He had easily broken his record on how high on the wall he could shoot. He hadn't been this horny before. Using the shower head to wash the sperm away, he got dressed and went back to his room. 

This went on for several days. They played Playstation and Tommy's hand went all over Mattias when it was his turn. Whenever Tommy played, Mattias leaned against him, head on his shoulder, his arm on Tommy's leg. Outside too, Tommy held and touched the boy all he could when no one else was around. And he didn't give a shit if people saw them hand in hand. Tommy had never masturbated that much per day, since the time he'd started. He loved sitting behind Mattias, holding him, but it was starting to hurt his back.
 
Eventually he removed the Playstation from its usual spot and put it on the floor so the controls were long enough to go higher onto his bed. That way he could lean against the wall. Mattias came scooting backwards and deposited himself firmly between Tommy's open legs. They both leaned back content and Tommy's hands wandered under Mattias' shirt. He felt the boys nipples grow hard when his hands brushed over them. Mattias was playing a wrestling game at the time and he had to wait for his man to enter the ring so he put the control down and leaned his head back onto Tommy's chest.

Tommy's hand was playing with the hem line of his shirt and he put both his hands in that way, fondling the nipples again. Mattias raised his arms and put them behind Tommy's neck, hugging the older boy to him. This made Tommy tighten his grip more on Mattias' small body. Mattias turned his head and looked at him and Tommy kissed the boy, just a small kiss on the lips, as his hands wandered lower. And lower. His stuck his hand a little under Mattias' waistband, just to test the limits. 

Then it was Mattias' turn to start playing. He got down on his stomach and Tommy sat next to him, starting to rub his back under the shirt, pressing his fingers into the soft skin. Mattias moaned with pleasure and the controls dropped to the floor. Tommy started working on his shoulders gently, then went along the boys spine; a finger on each side of it. He worked both hands up and down several times. 

Mattias picked the controls back up. Tommy's hands went lower, sliding over Mattias' firm butt, down to his thighs. He really worked them over, massaging gently. Mattias opened his legs wider and Tommy slid his hands inside the shorts, up between his thighs, feeling the incredible smooth skin in that spot. He realized Mattias had no underwear on when his hand touched where the mounds of flesh started flaring out from his warm thighs. This was too much and Tommy excused himself again and went to the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet with his shirt off and went to work until he came in splashes of cum on his nipples, chest and stomach. It seemed like it was never going to end. 

His parents chose that moment to come home and the boys decided to go out and have some fun. 

"You want to borrow Kenneth's bike?" Tommy asked.

Mattias looked down at the ground. 

"I don't know how." Tommy was a little taken back that his friend hadn't learn to ride yet, but it just seemed to endear him to Mattias more than he already was.

"Then I'll teach you." Mattias' face shot up in a beautiful look of pure surprise.
 
"You will?" 

"Sure.  What are friend's for?" He went out to the garage and got Kenneth's bike out. He came back and helped Mattias climb on. He walked next to the boy, holding on to the seat as Mattias pedaled slowly. Tommy never let go as they headed towards the school to use the playground facilities there. 

They went to the swings and Tommy started pushing Mattias higher and higher. The kid jumped off and landed at least ten feet away, going really high, careful to bend his knees when he landed. He ran over to a tree and started climbing. Tommy stared mesmerized at Mattias ass, enjoying how the shorts clung extra tight to the curves as he moved. A few times it slid in between Mattias' buttocks, which Tommy liked most of all.  He also knew that there was nothing between the thin shorts and the pure, smooth skin of Mattias' sexy butt. Tommy followed him on the swing and was amazed at how high he went, certainly further than he dared to. Mattias sat on a branch and swayed back and forth. 

"The kid sure has guts," Tommy thought admiringly. 

Back on the ground he told him so. 

"I love climbing trees; always have. The higher you can go the better," Mattias said, glad for the compliment. As Tommy sat down in the swing, Mattias jumped up on his lap and they got going up to speed together. Tommy used the rocking motion to work in some small humps at Mattias' butt. Before long semen filled Tommy's underwear in a delicious orgasm. When their speed died down Mattias kicked off his shoes and stood on Tommy's thighs. They rocked slowly for the next ten minutes or so as Tommy's hands slid up and down Mattias' legs. Over the shapely calves, across the knees and under the shorts, went the older boy's loving hands, rubbing the delectable thighs of the younger boy standing on him. 

Tommy couldn't see it, but Mattias' shorts were really tenting out.  The smaller boy loved the feel of Tommy's hands on his legs. He wanted Tommy to see what he had created by his wonderful hands so he turned around. The small dick in his face made Tommy harder then ever that day. He wanted to take it into his mouth, shorts and all. 

Mattias wanted the same thing so, he pretended to fall and his dick bumped Tommy's face. If that didn't make Tommy horny enough Mattias sat down right on top of his cock. Mattias put his legs over Tommy's shoulders and leaned back. Tommy stretched his legs so Mattias could rest his back and head on them. Tommy looked down the length of Mattias' body, the shorts having slid almost all the way to the waist band. Tommy stretched his arms and went under Mattias' shirt. He gathered some speed just for the purpose of humping some more. As he gained speed, he gained friction, finally sending him over the edge.  He was amazed at how quickly he came again.  You'd think he hadn't come in a few days, instead of a few minutes. They slowed the swing as Tommy waited for his heart to slow also. 

Mattias sat up and hugged him. 

"I love you," he said. Tommy thought his heart was gonna break at those words. He held his younger angel close to him.
 
"And I love you too...fuckface." Mattias knew he only called Kenneth that and was flattered he got that honor too. Who knew a dirty word could be so endearing. Five minutes later they were headed home. 

Riding the bike, Mattias looked at Tommy to say something. But Tommy was gone, waving from about 20 feet away. He could not believe he had let go. Mattias grabbed on to the handle bars, sure he was gonna crash and fall off. 

"Don't be an idiot. Ride!" shouted his supportive lover from a safe distance ahead of him. But he found it easy. He tried to take a turn and it went effortlessly and then he sped up, catching up to Tommy. When he braked he teetered a little but steadied himself with his foot.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" 

"How long ago did you let go?" 

"You went about twenty seconds before you noticed." 

Mattias reached out with his arm and Tommy hugged him. 

"Thank you."
 
"Now try starting on your own."
 
Mattias did. Before he knew it he was off; going faster than ever. He loved it, the slight wind against his face. The freedom it seemed to give him.  

He was invited to dinner again that day. They let him decide on the fare that evening and he wanted the chicken casserole like last time. They all sat down to watch a film together after, as they ate dessert. When their desserts were done, and all were absorbed in the movie, Mattias and Tommy were reclined on the couch. Mattias was in the corner and threw his legs across Tommy's lap. Tommy's parents smiled at the sight.  They quickly realized how crazy Mattias was about their Tommy. Most kids were when he took care of them. 

Mattias had never in his life been so happy. 

TO BE CONTINUED.