Mathew came home later than usual on a weekday, mumbling curses. Ryan just came from a well deserved shower and chuckled at the teacher's misery.

"What is it this time?"

"You remember that Dean?" he asked tossing his belongings on the table.

"Yeah. That short guy. What was his name again?" he walked to the table and started to arrange the things that got messy.

"Doesn't matter." he got a whiff of Ryan who is freshly showered and exposing his body odor to the air, just a towel around his waist "Whatever you use, it smells nice." he got closer to his neck smelling him. To which Ryan laughed "Anyway, that sicko wants 'the system to upgrade' his words not mine. By implementing weekly tests, monthly tests and increasing the number of assignments." he tossed his pen on the study table which knocked off some of the things Ryan has just rearranged.

"Sir" he reprimanded getting a small 'sorry' as a reply "Aren't you, teachers, like those? Why are you complaining about it?"

Mathew snorted "That's what you guys think. In reality we hate them as much as you do." he paused for a second "Well, as most students do." since Ryan isn't one of them. "Do you know the amount of work we get because of those? We have to prepare the question paper" he lifted a finger counting "Then comes conducting the test, listening to students complaints, some times even hearing to their heavenly curses." lifted another finger "Personally, I hate grading. Gives me head ache. Do you even know how irrelevant some answers are? Which makes me wanna kill myself knowing that I am the one who taught them." Ryan couldn't help but laugh loudly "Not to mention those stupid deadlines." he ranted on and on animatedly until Ryan stopped him.

"You can rant all you want after Dinner. Go take a shower first. You stink."

By taking his own shirt collar to nose he smelled himself. Scrunching his nose "I'm not going to get offended just because you're saying truth." he was about to untie his tie when Ryan instantly "I'll do it."

"You sure do get off on my tie." he said remembering all the comments he passed on about his tie and also not missing any chance of doing anything with it. Then he noticed a strange look on him which he has never seen.

"I'm gonna prepare dinner." Ryan said suddenly and walked off as if something was on fire. Mathew looked after his disappeared form for a few seconds confused. He was just in towel. Whatever he'll come here when he realizes it.

Getting ready for bed after their dinner "How's your day?" the teacher asked.

"Stressful."Ryan sighed lying on the bed. "Our superiors want the work done with in a week. In reality, it takes a minimum of three weeks. Our team leader is trying to make them realize that. Which only is slowing things down."

"What are you gonna do?" he questioned getting on bed.

"We do nothing except doing things as fast as we can. It's our team leader's responsibility to convince them to extend the last date." he sighed again after some time.

"What is it?" Mathew got on his elbow trying to get a better look at the stressed man.

"I'm going to get a promotion in a few months."

"It is a bad thing because?" he didn't see the reason.

"Come on Sir. You know better than anyone how your colleagues treat you when you're younger than them and getting promoted with less experience."

"Since when do you care about what people think about you? Tell me the real reason."

"It's stressful. I'll have direct dealings with most of the superiors and I have to sweet talk to them which I'm not very good at."

"So?"

"I'm thinking about refusing the offer. What do you think about it?"

Mathew's lips formed a small smile, his hand reached to Ryan's cheek caressing with thumb. Causing Ryan to nuzzle into the hand unconsciously. "I'm gonna say do what you like. If you are passionate about the job, don't let your comfort zone stop you. The question you have to ask yourself is 'Do I really want this?' don't let any other constraints mess with your decision." they looked at each other for what seemed like eternity.

The hand, caressing Ryan's cheek crawled to nape holding and caressing it. Eyes traveled from eyes to pink lips, almost tasting and devouring with just his eyes. Licking his lips he leaned forward with out making any sudden movements feeling as if it would ruin the moment. He found himself staring at the strange expression Ryan had a few moments earlier. "What are you thinking?" lips hovering just above the ones he want to taste so badly.

"I don't know." this time it was Ryan who initiated the kiss. At first it was slow and innocent almost as if he was feared of what reaction he would get. Mathew was too captivated by the way he was being kissed to give any reaction other than reciprocate the kiss. It seems as though Ryan was not scared anymore as he pushed Mathew on to his back kissing him fiercely by straddling.

Mathew's hands sort to bare skin under Ryan's shirt. Wanting more he dragged it up indicating it to be off. Ryan sat on knees and held his hands up letting the blue eyed man remove his shirt. Just as it's off, he was on the man again kissing him senseless, tongues battling. Said man didn't notice when his only clothing was gone. Feeling like it's unfair, he hooked both of his thumb fingers in Ryan's sweats, dragged them down.

What turned him on even more was Ryan went commando and was hard as much as him or even more if he was being honest. It was a first because all those times when he is sober he had to do something physically to wake that monster up. As he felt the dick spring free and slap against abs that aren't defined as much, but turns him on even more, he stopped kissing completely. Peeled himself off Ryan which proved to be more difficult as he was dead set on making out with him, he stared at that hard flesh which made him hunger for something more. Licking his lips he asked shamelessly "Can I?" looking into the eyes that suddenly held uncertainty.

Mathew will not have it as he gently pushed the black haired man on to his back pleading with his eyes "I've never had. Just one taste." he knew he doesn't have to plead. Yet, he felt that was necessary after he took.... more like stole something that he can't give back.

At Ryan's nod of approval he dived in getting excited for the first ever taste of a man he so badly wanted but denied himself of the pleasure. Rubbing the tip, he smelled the signature scent of his that he likes very much. Started licking up from the base enjoying every lick and taking his time as if it was the tastiest candy. Placed small licks tasting every inch, every millimetre with just the tip of his tongue where his taste buds are more sensitive. Allowing himself to savor every thing.

All his ministrations made Ryan excited, the clear liquid on his slit indicating just how much. Mathew swiped his tongue on that little drop moaning at the taste that is pure masculine and very Ryan. Pointing it to ceiling by holding the base, he wrapped his lips around the tip, inhaled a large amount of breath to do the next things without any interruptions. Started to take that handful of flesh into his mouth as much as he can without gagging himself. He then realized he doesn't have a gag reflex as he took him completely into his mouth his nose touching Ryan's groin.

Then he started to bob his head up and down only stopping to lick his hard earned juices. Gulping and moaning at every drop.
"Siir." Ryan moaned weaving his hands into his hair which only fueled him to suck even faster. On contrary to the younger one trying to stop. No way is he going to get denied of something that he badly wanted. For the first time after he started sucking he opened his eyes and looked at those pleasure filled eyes. They held eye contact both expressing how they are feeling in their own ways.

"Sir." Ryan panted "Please. Don't-" took a long breathe  "leave me alone." he said with so much raw emotion Mathew faltered in his sucking. Getting the double meaning behind it he crawled up and started kissing as if reassuring, promising.

Mathew straddled him. Both moaning when their hard dïcks touched. Watching his pre-cum drip on to Ryan's, Mathew moved, getting enough friction from the contact. Wrapped a hand on both of them, thrusted. Skin on skin felt heavenly, he increased speed, dick sliding on dïck, balls slapping together. In addition to these, he guided Ryan's hand to wrap around both of them as his hands were busy holding his weight on either side of his head. The hand moved fast, faster than his thrusts which made both of them to spill instantly, at the same time coating Ryan's chest with white. Thursts became sloppy almost loosing the contact in between but Ryan saved the day by holding a part of Mathew's firmly which happened to be his right butt cheek. Subconsciously, Ryan squeezed it hard making him moan loudly and helping with riding out their climax.

Mathew collapsed on bed, bouncing beside Ryan. Both panted, reeling in their post climatic experience. Recovering first "Want to play with the other one too?" Mathew smirked at Ryan's hand still on his cheek squeezing and caressing.

"Sorry." retrieved his hand from under him as if he did something he shouldn't.

Smiling fondly at his Mary who was back to being shy and unsure, he kissed each eye lid watching him fall asleep instantly. After cleaning up he watched Ryan thinking about what gotten into him, whatever it was he liked it very much. In fact, he loved it.