Shadowed Love

Jeff groaned, his hands tangling in Matts hair. "Mattie," he whimpered.

Matt plunged his tongue deep inside Jeff's tight, warm heat, fucking him with his tongue.

Jeff was writhing on the bed, his head still spinning. He wanted Matt and he wanted him now. "Mattie, please," he whimpered, moaning slightly.

Matt smirked, and shifted, replacing his tongue with the tip of his cock. "Oh darlin'..." He groaned, slowly pushing inside the withering blond beneath him.

Jeff groaned and almost passing out from the pleasure.
"OhmiGodfuckingshitMattie," he moaned all in one breath, unable to think any coherent thoughts.

Matt bit his lips as he slowly started to thrust in and out of Jeff's tight hole, rubbing his thighs, the chocolate syrup getting everywhere. He groaned, bending down and sucking on Jeff's neck, leaving a huge hickey. Jeff was his...

Jeff was in immense pleasure. The feel of Matts actions, the syrup sticking to his perspirating body was making his head spin.

Matt groaned something fierce, picking up the pace till he was pounding into the gorgeous blond beneath him. "Jeff... so fucking tight!" He growled, sucking on Jeff's neck, covering it in hickeys.

"Mattie... Mattie... Oh, Mattie..." Jeff moaned. His head was spinning. His body was in bliss. He felt so good, being with Matt after so many months apart. He gripped Matts shoulders as best he could, eyes closing.

Matt angled his hips, thrusting violently hard into Jeff's sweet spot. He felt Jeff's muscled constrict around him, and groaned loudly as he came long and hard into Jeff's tight heat.

Jeff groaned as the feel of Matt cumming in him made him cum all over his and Matts chests. "Mattie," he panted when he had released completely.

Matt panted, pulling out of Jeff and pulling him to his chest. He kissed Jeff before nuzzling his hair, drifting off to sleep instantly.

Jeff sighed as he, too, fell asleep.

Matt dreamt about his and Jeff's life together. They already been through so much, but he wouldn't have gotten through it without Jeff. He just wish he could stop the pills, or he would never get into the NFL, and never create a life for him and Jeff. He had to stop...

Jeff didnt dream. Just peaceful blackness. And for that, he was thankful. He had been having a lot of nightmares since the run-in with Adam.

Matt awoke in the morning. He yawned before looking down at Jeff curled up in his arms. He was gorgeous. Matt looked at the pills in his bag and back at Jeff. He would quit cold turkey, for Jeff. He wanted to give his brother the best of the best. He couldn't do that if he was popping pills. Because he would do anything and everything for his darlin'.