Michael's POV

I have my head on Matthew's chest. Earlier, we kissed for a while, but I stopped it from going any further. I realized I don't want to give it up so quickly.

We're laying in his bed. We talked for a while, but now Matthew is asleep. I listen to his heart beat. His chest is moving up and down slowly with every breath. It's so soothing.

He doesn't have a TV in his room so I just look through the window that's opened. I can see the clouds and some birds. While I'm enjoying the view, I hear Matthew groan.

I don't move. I wonder if he talks in his sleep. He groans again, except this time, I realize it's a moan.

I stay completely still. I hear him mumble,

"Oh...yeah..."

My eyes widen. He's having a sex dream! About who though? Me? I listen carefully. He mumbles,

"Just like that...Oh Michael... "

I immediately blush. He's having a dream about me! I wonder if I'm any good? Haha. This is turning me on. I notice twitching below his waist. He's getting hard.

I cover my mouth. I can't believe this is happening. Should I just leave? I can't.. That'll seem rude.

Suddenly I get the urge to touch him. No! I can't!

He mumbles, "Don't stop..."

I bite my lip. Why can't I be the dream version of me? I can do this. I'll just make it seem his dream is real. He won't even know I touched him.

He has on black sweat pants which is perfect. I slowly creep my hand down his stomach. I feel his abs underneath his shirt.

I lick my lips. My fingertips make it under the waist band. I slowly keep going, making sure not to wake him.

Soon, I feel his erection. My heart races. He has a slit through his boxers. I put my hand through it. My hand comes to rest on his bare penis.

Without thinking, I begin to stroke him slowly. He moans. He mumbles,

"Just like that, Michael... Ah yes.. "

I go a bit faster. By this time, I don't even care if he wakes up. I kiss his neck softly. I see his eyes slowly opening.

He lifts his head sees what I'm doing. He lays back and says,

"Don't stop, Michael. "

I kiss his neck again. He sits up on his arms and kisses me. He caresses my face. He rolls over on top of me. He puts his waist between my legs.

A feeling of lust rolls over my body. A tingling sensation from my privates startle me.

He asks, "Are you ready for this? "

This totally contradicts with my earlier statement,

"Yes..."

He smiles and takes his shirt off. I love his enthusiasm. I close my eyes as he kisses my neck. He begins to unbutton my shirt.

I help him unbutton it. Just as he opens my shirt, I remember my skin blotches. I quickly close my shirt and back away from him. My back is against the wall.

Matthew looks confused and asks,

"What's wrong? "

I say, "This is a mistake. "

He notices how I'm covering up. He crawls over to me and lightly touches my shirt. He says,

"Whatever you think is ugly, is beautiful to me. "

I clench my jaw and say, "Matthew, I'm a black man and I have this skin disease that kills my- "

He puts his finger on my lips and says quietly, "Shh, Michael. I know what you're talking about and that doesn't change how I feel about you. "

I blush and look down at my hands holding my shirt. Matthew's hands reach out to mine. He slowly moves my hands away from my shirt.

I look away as he opens my shirt. I don't put makeup on my chest, only on my face and neck. My chest is the most visible part of my discoloration.

Matthew opens my shirt more and lets it drop off my shoulders. I watch his reaction. He studies my chest. His fingers brush across my skin. Then, unexpectedly, he leans in and kisses all over my chest and stomach.

I bite my bottom lip and blush. He raises his head and looks at me. He says,

"You are one hot man. "

I giggle and blush. I say, "You're too good to me. "

He smiles and kisses me. I remove my shirt the rest of the way. He pulls me, by my waist, away from the wall so I can lay back down. I do. He starts unbuckling my pants. I run my fingers through his hair.

He takes off my pants. Everything gets hotter. I swear the temperature in the room went up. I feel my heart racing as I realize I love Matthew.

It's crazy. It's only been two days, but my feelings are true... Of course I'm not going to say anything, like I said it's only been two days.

Matthew grabs a condom from his nightstand. He slips it on and lubes it up. I feel him at the entrance. He asks again,

"Are you ready for this? "

I nod, a little too excited. He smiles. I feel him slowly enter. I let out a high moan. Matthew begins to slowly thrust. My eyes roll back in pleasure.

I clench the covers. Matthew keeps his eyes on me. He's starting to sweat. It's so sexy. His abs glisten from the sweat. He looks perfect.

He says, "You look so beautiful, Michael. "

I pull him close and kiss him. He moves faster. I beg, "Don't stop. Oh, please don't stop. "

He bites his lip and asks, "Who's your daddy? "

That caught me off guard. Before I can even fully think about what he said, I say,

"You're my daddy. "

"Yeah? Tell me how good I am. "

Matthew is dirty.. I like it. I say,

"You're the best. "

He smirks and says, "Yeah.. That's right. "

I feel my climax coming. I say, "Oh, daddy, don't stop. I'm almost there! Don't stop, daddy.. "

He strokes me as I cum. I release all over my stomach. Matthew says,

"Don't move, baby. I'm cumming. "

His body tenses up as he releases inside the condom. He pulls out and falls next to me. I look at my stomach and the condom. I say,

"That was amazing, but I need to shower. "

He smiles and says, "I'll join you. "

I kiss him passionately. I've never felt this before. Love is a hell of a drug.