And the shirt he was wearing? After we both stripped down, we climbed into the bed and Matt moved closer to me. XXX I remembered the way he always played with his nipple ring, lifting his shirt up, revealing his toned chest. Matt walked to the door wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. “But you always talk about it like you always have sex.” He shook his head. Once I found his room, he left to go change in the washroom, which was right across the hall. I pulled into his driveway, checking the address twice to be certain. We started talking about school, jobs and just about everything we could think of.
