Matt Online

I met up with Matt online. It was a quiet Sunday afternoon. We got chatting, easily, he invited me over.

He didn’t live very far away, we were both in the northern suburbs. I’ve always said northern suburbs gays are the best.

He met me at the door smiling dressed in shorts. We had that moment of sizing up as soon as the door swung open. He past my quality control, as, I guess, he did mine.

We chatted for a short time sitting on his leather couches. He seemed nice right from the outset. One thing led to another, and we headed upstairs.

We fucked in his bed.

He wanted to do it without a condom, he would have done it. I so wanted to. We didn't.

He's got a housemate who does lots of interstate work, so he's often home alone. Matt was home alone this day.

I was keen on Matt right from the beginning. Matt took a little more time to be sure about me. That’s how it went. In fact, for a really brief moment, I thought that Matt was going to say no, he didn’t want to be my boyfriend, but he didn’t say that. Obviously. But, you know, it was a strange feeling, the possibility of being rejected by someone I was keen on. I’d never been rejected, before that, it would have been a first for me.