Matt's Black Angel

“Willis, get your head off the desk now and stop drooling over Cynthia.” The teacher said, dropping a textbook on Matt’s head. Cynthia looked over to Matt and winked. Matt faked a smile and when Cynthia had turned around, he shivered. She was the fat kid at this school, but everyone loved her. Everyone but him, James and Charlie. Matt rolled his eyes.
At break, Matt met up with James and Charlie in the library.
“Hey guys,” he whispered loudly.
“Shhhhhhhhhh my head hurts!” Charlie hissed. James rolled his eyes.
“He slept through Home Ec.” Matt laughed slightly.
“Fuck a duck…” James whispered. Three boys, Ryan, David and Chris, were walking through the library, knocking down books as they went.
“C’mon let’s go out of the other door!” Matt said, quickly packing up his stuff. James got up too.
“C’mon Charlie!” he whispered urgently. Charlie grunted at them to leave him alone. Matt and James hastily ran out of the library and ran around, coming to the year 11 toilets.
“Girls or boys?” James joked. Matt poked his head round a door before pulling James into the toilets and into a cubical. He went in after James and locked the cubical door.
“Matt why are we in here?!” James hissed.
“Because they won’t come in here!” Matt said, breathless from their escape. Matt sighed and slid down to the floor, James following suit. The toilets door burst open.
“And like I said to him, he’s the best shag I’ve ever had.”
“So you actually slept with him, Courtney?”
“Yep. Gimme your pen…” there was a ruffle of material and the pop of a pen lid before the squeak of the pen on the mirror. “Courtney Johnston looooves C-h-a-r-l-i-e S-i-m-p-s-o-n” Courtney spelt out. Matt and James gaped.
“She shagged Charlie?” Matt mouthed. James silently pretended to be sick.
“C’mon girls, I need to see my lover boy!” the girls squealed with laughter and left the toilets. Matt and James stood up.
“D’ya think it’s safe to go yet?” James whispered. Matt shrugged.
“Wait till the bell goes.” He whispered back. James nodded and sat on the toilet. Matt lent up against the door and stared into space.
“You ok?” James asked, noticing his best friends bruises. Matt nodded his head.
“Matt, c’mon be serious.” James said, gently taking his arm in his hand.
“Did your dad do this to you?” he asked, looking up at Matt with sombre eyes. Matt almost unnoticeably nodded his head again and James pulled him into a hugg. Matt let tears slowly fall from his eyes, dampening the back of James shirt.
“You can stay at mine for a bit” James suggested. Matt nodded again and pulled away from James. James lifted Matt’s chin up with his finger and looked deep into his eyes. That’s when it happened. Their lips moved closer together before finally connecting. Matt moved his tongue along James’ bottom lip, begging for entrance. James opened his mouth slightly and let Matt’s tongue massage his own. James slowly slid his hands up Matt shirt. The bell rang. James took his hands out of Matt’s shirt and Matt slid his hands down James’ chest. Matt smirked slightly and looked down. He blushed madly and tried to get it down. James brushed his lips against Matt’s before unlocking the cubical door. He took Matt’s hand and led him to the front of the school then towards the bus stop. The bus driver looked them over twice as they got on the bus before giving them their tickets.
Once at their stop, the two boys got off the bus and headed towards James’ house. They walked hand in hand up James’ front garden. Matt bit his lip.
“Don’t worry, my parents aren’t in.” James reassured him. Matt smiled and walking through the door being held open by James. James dropped his bag on the sofa, along with his jacket, tie and shoes. He then took Matt’s tie in his hands and reduced the gap between them. Their lips were mere inches away from each other. Matt pushed his lips onto James’ and James started removing some of Matt’s clothing. Matt moaned slightly into the kiss as James moved him up the stairs, towards his bedroom.
James pushed Matt gently down onto the bed and started to work on Matt’s belt.
James nibbled at Matt’s lower lip as he undid his friend’s belt, tossing it to the ground. James pulled Matt’s trousers off, throwing them unceremoniously to the end of the bed. He planted his lips on Matt’s again, taking in their natural sweetness as he crept a hand up Matt’s thigh towards the bulge in his black boxers.
“A little happy to see me?” James joked, tightening a hand around Matt’s erection causing the slightly smaller boy to groan loudly.
“Fuck James…” Matt groaned, bucking his hips off the bed and letting his eyelids close over.
“I plan to,” James grinned, lightly running his hand up and down Matt’s ‘excitement’ before undoing the buttons of his friend’s school shirt and parting it.
He took in Matt’s well-built chest before planting his mouth around the youth’s right nipple, instantly bringing it to hardness. Matt wrapped his fingers through James’ hair, moaning when James flicked his tongue out at his over-sensitive nipple. James moved onto the left nipple, giving it the same treatment before moving back up to Matt’s face again, kissing him passionately. He reached his hands down to undo his belt and yank his trousers to his ankles. He kicked them off, not breaking his lip contact with Matt. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, rolling it into a ball and throwing it over his shoulder. He pulled back from Matt, trying to catch his breath. James grinned at him, panting hard as his tongue ran over Matt’s swollen bottom lip. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of Matt’s boxers, slowly pulling them down.
“James! Stop teasin’!” Matt whined, lifting his hips off the bed, trying to get James’ hand to touch him again. James pulled his hands away and bent over Matt’s face.
“How much do you wanna stop me teasing?” He asked in a rasped tone, his voice tinged with passion. Matt quickly bucked his hips up, causing his covered erection to meet with his friend’s. They both moaned in unison.
“That much…” he whispered, closing his eyes as James kissed him softly, making his way down his body. James pulled Matt’s boxers off him, staring with lust at the hardened cock. Matt moaned in annoyance, opening his eyes to give his friend a half-hearted glare.
“You gonna help me out here, or are you just gonna stare at the damn thing?” Matt asked, his eyes begging James to touch him. James wrapped his lips around the head, looking up when Matt groaned loudly, slamming his head onto the pillow behind him. He let his tongue lick over to tip before he started sucking lightly. Matt let out a soft whimper and bucked his hips up causing James to deep throat him. James gagged slightly; lifting his hands up and pushing Matt’s hips back onto the bed. Matt groaned, biting his lip, slicing it open and letting a dribble of blood drip from it. James took his mouth off Matt’s cock, licking the remaining pre-cum off the head before making his way up to Matt’s mouth. He dipped his tongue into Matt’s hot confines, letting the youth taste himself. James pulled his tongue out and licked the blood away from Matt’s split lip. He pulled his boxers off and grabbed one of the four pillows from his double bed. He lifted Matt’s hips off the bed and slid the pillow underneath them. He reached over into his bedside drawer, blinding looking for the lube while kissing Matt. He finally snatched it up, popping the lid open and coating his fingers with excess, not wanting to risk hurting his friend. He spread Matt’s legs, giving himself better access. He pushed one lubed finger passed the tight ring of muscle. He quickly added another, pushing them in and out while scissoring them. Matt moaned, watching James prepare him through half-lidded, lust-filled eyes. James added another finger and pulled out when he felt that Matt was ready.
“Nearly done baby,” James muttered, stealing a quick kiss off Matt before lubing up his cock, throwing the tube to the bottom of the bed when he was done. He placed one of Matt’s legs up onto his shoulders, lining himself up with Matt’s entrance.
“You ready?” James asked, getting ready to enter. Matt had barely nodded before he moaned in pain as James thrust in. James stilled his movements, letting Matt get used to the feeling of being filled. Matt’s breathing was erratic, his stomach muscles clenched and his eyes closed tight, tears of pain threatening to escape. James ran his hand along Matt’s stomach and whispered encouragingly in his ear, trying to calm the youth down. Matt took in a deep breath and nodded, telling James it was okay to start moving. James pulled out and slammed back in, hitting something that made Matt see stars. He lifted a hand and placed it on Matt’s cock, getting an even rhythm between the two. Matt was writhing beneath him; between James jacking him off and being fucked, he was going to explode any second.
“James…” Matt moaned as his body lifted off the bed and he came, coating both James’ and his own stomachs. James groaned as Matt’s muscles clamped around his cock, sending him over the edge. He fell down on top of Matt, lying there until he had got his breath back and had stopped shaking. He got up on his arms, looking at the panting boy beneath him. Matt opened his eyes and gave James a small smile, his chest still heaving. James bent down and kissed him, planting a soft kiss on his forehead before lying down beside him. Matt lay his head on James’ chest, weakly throwing his arm over his friend’s stomach.
Afterward, Matt and James lay in James bed snuggled up close to one-another. Their breathing was irregular, their bare chests heaving up and down. There was some movement downstairs.
“Fuck, mum and dad are home!” James whispered, getting up to get dressed. Matt followed suit. The boys walked down the stairs.
“Mum? Dad?” James called out. The shuffling stopped. Someone slammed a cupboard door and came out of the living room. Matt felt his jaw drop, his heart stop.
“Matthew?” Robert said, furry rising. “What the fuck are you doing out of school, with this fag?” he screamed. Matt didn’t answer. He moved forward and stood in front of James, hoping his father wouldn’t hurt him.
“Why don’t you just fuck off?!” Matt yelled. “Why the fuck are you in James’ house anyway? Nobody invited you!”
Matt was trembling. He knew he was gonna get it now. Robert dropped James’ possessions in his arms and started to slowly make his way towards the terrified boys.
Robert grabbed Matt by the hair and smashed his own head into that of the young boys. He kneed the sixteen year old where it hurt and threw him against the wall. Robert then smashed his foot into the side of Matt’s head over and over again. He picked Matt up by the collar and started to strangle him. James listened, terrified, as his best friend and first true love slowly died in the hands of his father. Anger rose in James’ heart.
“Get the fuck off him now!” James screamed, lunging at Robert, strangling him from behind. Robert’s hands loosened on the young boys throat and Matt fell limply to the ground. Robert turned to face the television and ran backwards into the wall. James fell limp, but still conscious. Dragged up the stairs by his hair, James suddenly found himself back in his bedroom, tied to his desk chair. Something was wrapped tightly around his mouth, preventing him from talking. He looked around his bedroom and spotted Matt lying unconscious on his bed. He tried to call out to Matt, telling him to wake up, but Matt didn’t even move. Someone laughed evilly next to him and he turned around, his face connecting sharply with a fist. James slipped slowly out of consciousness and waited for his punishment.
“James” Matt called out sweetly. “James baby wake up” he called out again. James groaned and fluttered his eyelids before forcing them to part.
“Welcome back James.” Robert laughed sarcastically. “Your lovely boyfriend, here, was just telling me all the fun you two had before you found me.”
Robert moved from the bed and over to James, who was staring at Matt’s tear stained face. Matt’s eyes were apologising to him. Saying sorry for all the trouble he’d caused James. But James didn’t care what happened to him, as long as Matt would no longer be hurt. James suddenly realised that Robert was talking to him and started registering what he was saying.
“… And now I’ma show you two lover boys how to do it properly” he finished; undoing his trousers and letting them drop down to his ankles. He pulled down Matt’s trousers easily, even through the teenager’s relentless kicks. James watched was Robert pulled down Matt’s black boxers before working on his own pair.
“Leave me alone!” Matt cried, tears streaming down his face. Robert grinned and evil grins before slamming his erect member into his youngest sons unprepared body. Matt screamed out in pain as Robert tore open his flesh.
“Meame mim mamome!” James tried to scream through the material in his mouth, slowly ripping the ties holding him down.
“Meame mim mamome!” James tried again. He struggled against the millions of his dad’s ties holding him to the chair. If possible, Matt screamed and cried harder. The pain was intense. James had been gentler.
“Dad, please!” Matt cried. “Please stop it! You’re hurting me!”
James could only just hear Matt’s screams over his father’s moans. He had to find away to get out of the chair and help Matt. All he could think about was stopping Matt’s pain. All he thought he could hear was Matt’s screams as his father tore away his flesh. Robert gave a long moan as he exploded inside Matt’s body. A single tear escaped Matt’s eye as the salty cum seeped through his lower body. James flipped.
“Son of a bitch!” he screamed, finally breaking though the ties and throwing himself at Robert. They both fell to the floor and rolled over to the stairs mere feet away. James wanted to inflict as much pain on Robert as humanly possible, regardless what happened to him. The fight tumbled down the stairs and landed in a heap at the bottom. James straddled Robert and punched his face as hard as he could.
“James!” someone gasped. James’ parents had returned home. It took a while, but James’ dad managed to pull the teenage away from Robert.
“James, what … on … Earth … is going on?” Joel, James’ dad, panted.
“That thing,” James screamed, indicating Robert. “Beat the life out of Matt an…”
“That’s a lie!” Robert hissed.
“Lemme FINISH!” James screamed. There was a silence downstairs. The only thing that could be heard was Matt’s whimpering in the room above.
“That thing beat the life out of Matt and nearly killed him.” Helen, James’ mum, gasped. And to top it all off, he dragged us up to my room, tied me to my chair and raped Matt!”
Joel looked at Robert in disgust.
“That’s so not true.” Robert said.
“Oh yeah? Then how come Matt’s upstairs, crying his eyes out; covered in blood? Huh?” James shouted. Robert glared at him.
“Believe what you want mama, papa. I’m gonna go see Matt” James said, getting up and walking tot eh stairs. He stopped at the first step and turned around.
“You’re scum” he said to Robert before spitting in his face and running upstairs to Matt.
“Matt?” he whispered quietly. Matt was curled up in a ball at the top end of the bed. James walked over and sat on the bed next to him. He gently stoked Matt’s cheek, trying to calm him down. Matt didn’t move or say anything. There was a soft knock at the door. Helen came in with a tray of food. James smiled weakly at her as she set the tray down on James desk.
“How’s he doing?” she asked James. He shrugged. Helen rubbed his back in circles.
“Lemme talk to him” she said, smiling kindly. James reluctantly moved from his place next to Matt and let his mother sit and talk to the disturbed youth.
“Matt, honey, don’t worry. Your father – if you can call him that – won’t hurt you any longer.” She said, rubbing his arm. Matt didn’t move.
“Social services say you should be put into care or something.” She whispered. Matt turned around, eyes full of tears, begging not to be thrown into care.
“Oh no don’t worry, I told them you’re staying here, permanently.” She said smiling. James grinned when he saw Matt actually smiling. How ever small the smile was, there was still one there. Matt looked over at him.
“James” he muttered, holding out his arms, showing he wanted a hugg. James went over and planted a soft kiss on Matt’s lips before holding him close. Helen raised her eyebrows. James pulled away from Matt and looked his mother in the eye.
“Mama, Matt and I…” he started.
“We’re going out Mrs Bourne.” Matt interrupted blushing. Helen nodded her head.
“You don’t have to call me Mrs Bourne, Matt dear.” She smiled. “I’ll leave you two alone.”
Helen moved off the bed and walked downstairs.
“Sorry” Matt whispered.
“What for?” James asked, gently wrapping his fingers through Matt’s hair.
“Everything. My dad, school… telling your mum about us…” he blushed again.
“Hey don’t worry. The first two things aren’t your fault. The third thing… well I don’t care because I love you and I don’t care who knows.”
Matt smiled slightly. James kissed him again and pulled him close to his body. Matt welcomed the extra warmth and rested his head on James’ shoulder. They stayed like that for a few moments until Matt’s stomach grumbled.
“D’ya want some food babes?” James asked. Matt nodded timidly, like he was a shy toddler again. James brought the tray over to Matt and started feeding him the tomato soup. Matt smiled in appreciation and shook his head when he’d had enough. James put the empty bowl on the tray and picked up the mug of hot chocolate. Matt smirked and took the mug. He took a sip and felt relief, energy and freedom spread through his body.