Better Than The Day After- A Matt & Aaron Short Story (Mild NSFW)

Surprise! This short story is from the archives! It’s takes place right where Better Than Good ends in the kitchen at Matt’s apartment.Unknown-2For those who don’t know this story, Better Than Good is my debut MM romance book. It was released in July 2013. Almost six years ago. I wrote Matt and Aaron’s story right after my eldest son came out to his father and me. It was an emotional time or trying to find the best way to offer our 18 year old the support he needed as he was about to leave for college. He knew we loved him unconditionally, but the bigger journey for him was learning to love and accept himself. I’m pleased to report that one week from his 25th birthday, he’s a confident, super fabulous gay man living his best life in San Francisco.

Here’s the link to Better Than Good for those interested. https://amzn.to/2XQT9w4

And here’s the short story! We’ll call this one…wait for it…

Happy Reading! Lane xo
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Better Than The Day After by Lane Hayes

Aaron came up behind me and hugged me tightly from behind, laying his head on my back.

“Take me home?”

I turned to face him and felt that flush of raw attraction. Fuck, he’s a beautiful man. I bent down to kiss him as he wrapped his arms around my neck. He smiled at me and made as if to return my kiss, but bit my lower lip instead. Just hard enough to get the blood flowing south. I groaned and held him close to me, squeezing his ass and dipping my fingers inside his tight jeans.

“Let’s go before we end up back in bed.” I gently pulled away and placed a chaste kiss on his nose.

Aaron had decided a few weeks ago that we needed a cooling off period. He was sure that I was confused about my sexuality. He wasn’t wrong. But I was miserable without him. As we drove toward his neighborhood, I listened to the sweet sound of him chattering away about nothing and everything. We passed a bookstore that he had heard was going out of business and wasn’t that sad? He pointed out an Ethiopian restaurant he heard was worth trying and was I interested? And on and on. It was music to my ears after the silence of recent weeks. I’d missed him more than I imagined I could ever miss anyone. He brought light and music and color into my life. Aaron could make almost anything seem interesting.

We found a decent parking spot near his building and made our way hand in hand up to his apartment. He leaned over to steal kisses in the elevator and then pulled me with him when the doors opened to the fifth floor. Aaron’s apartment is small but chic. Old architecture meets modern style. Aaron could have been a designer if he wanted. Not that I knew shit about design, but his place reminded me of high gloss photos of contemporary apartments. Mid century inspired furniture, including a sofa that wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as it looked, with black and white photography adorning the gray toned walls. There were hints of red and bright orange in the accents, like throw pillows and pottery. It was small and appealing. Like Aaron. The best part was that he lived alone.

I hadn’t been to his apartment in a while and was surprised at how I immediately felt at home. Sort of like the car ride over, when I had let myself enjoy the sound of his voice. The lilting cadence and sweetness of something I’d lost and thankfully found again.

“Looks the same.” I pondered as he moved into his bedroom, stripping along the way and eyeing me suggestively.

“It hasn’t been that long, Matty. You getting naked or am I putting on a show here?” Aaron turned his sleek toned back toward me as he looked over his shoulder and lowered his jeans over his ass. He’d gone commando, of course. I knew that, but it made me crazy all over again. “Coming?”

I reached for him and he deftly side stepped my advance, pulling his jeans lower as he moved. I got a glimpse of his beautiful cock and licked my lips when I noticed he wasn’t unaffected by our exchange either. I loved knowing he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I made a lunge and caught him around the waist from behind. He squealed and made a weak attempt to pull away, but then melted against me when I grabbed his dick. I smeared the precum leaking from his slit over the mushroom head then used it as a lubricant when I stroked him. He moaned into my ear as he gyrated against my jean-clad dick. I kept a steady rhythm with my left hand. When I slipped two fingers of my free hand between his lips, he obediently sucked the offered digits and moaned like a porn star. I popped my fingers from his mouth and gently placed my middle spit slicked finger at his hole. He stopped all movement for a moment and looked back at me over his shoulder.

“Do it, Matty. Finger me.” He whispered.

“Fuck, yes.” I eased one finger inside him, wondering if I could bring him to orgasm just like this.

“I don’t think I have lube in here. Use spit.” He trembled when I obeyed. “Oh fuck, that’s so hot. I don’t want to come like this. Fuck me.”

“Keep going, baby. Just like that. Come for me.”

“Ahhh…fuck!” Aaron’s entire body stiffened and shook with the force of his orgasm. He fucked myself on my hand, riding out the waves of pleasures. Then shivered one last time as I released my hold and gathered him in my arms. He clung to me for a long moment and then fell to his knees.

“No. It’s okay.” I protested for no apparent reason. I was hard as a rock. Thankfully, he ignored me.

“Shhh.” Aaron licked my crotch through the denim. Fucking tease. I was close to begging when he unzipped my jeans and freed me. I had to keep myself from holding him still and fucking his mouth when he swallowed me whole. He bobbed his head and stroked me then pulled back to lick me from base to tip before doing it all over again. I watched him in awe until a telltale tingling sensation fluttered at the base of my spine.

“Aar, I’m gonna come. Fuck!”

He sucked me through wave after wave of pleasure then pulled back to look up at me with an angelic smile. He looked awfully pleased with himself, I mused with a laugh.

“Damn, that was hot, Matty,” Aaron purred, still kneeling.

“It was. C’mon. I think we both need a shower now.”

I finished undressing and joined him under the spray. It was a little snug but we made it work. We took turns soaping and shampooing each other before stepping out to dry off. I followed Aaron into his bedroom. He changed into grey sweats and a tight fitted neon green t-shirt that I didn’t think would look as good on anyone else as it did on him . Fuck, he was pretty. He caught me staring and smiled at me.

“Come on, Matty. Get some clothes on…or don’t. I’ll be perfectly happy chatting with a naked man in my kitchen.” He pressed a chaste kiss on my lips before heading for the kitchen. “I’m thirsty. Want something?”

I pulled on my boxers and jeans but left my shirt off. I snickered when Aaron swallowed audibly and handed me a water bottle. Then I took a seat on the sofa and waited for him to join me. He set a bowl of grapes on the coffee table before bouncing next to me with his legs folded under him. We fed each other grapes and chatted about we’d missed in the past few weeks.

“I was sad, Matty. Terribly sad. I couldn’t shake the feeling.”

I brush his hair from his eyes and kissed his forehead. “It was the same for me.”

My roommates had staged an intervention to find out what the fuck was wrong with me. It was what triggered me to come out and tell them about Aaron. To be here with him now was a relief. I felt like I could breathe again.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Hmm?” I played with his hair, running my fingers through it and caressing his scalp.

“I heard your roommate mention your graduation. That’s soon, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. A couple weeks, I guess. I really haven’t been thinking about it. Preoccupied, you know?”

“Well. I want to say something and I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but—”

“Uh oh.” My stomach turned uneasily.

“No big deal, silly.” Aaron smacked my arm playfully and sat up to face me sitting cross-legged. “But I know you’ve worked hard for this and your family will be here and I just…” He paused and sucked in his lower lip nervously.

“What is it?”

“Matt, this is new. Us. I think it might be a good idea for you to just graduate and not do the big coming out thing with your family and friends at the same time. Too much at once, you know?”

I was two steps behind. Again. I hadn’t even begun to think about my parents and other family members coming into town. Of course, they’d be here, but it seemed like I had some time to mentally prepare. I hadn’t considered potential introductions. The thought alone made me break out in a sweat. This was one of those moments that I might get wrong, but I needed to be clear.

“What are you suggesting?” Smooth, Matt. Hand it back to Aaron.

“I’m suggesting you graduate as planned. That’s it. No other complications. I’m not generally altruistic by nature, so please, this is a big step for me.” He huffed sarcastically. “I want to be there for you… I mean, if you want me to be. I’m saying, please celebrate your accomplishment and let your family just be proud of you for that. Save the “I have a boyfriend” speech for another time. Good idea?”

I took a deep breath before looking into his eyes. He was perfectly sincere. I could see that. Maybe he was right. I cupped his jaw in between my thumb and forefinger and traced the pad of my thumb over his lower lip.

“I haven’t thought that far ahead, baby. You’re probably right. But, I want you to know I’m going to tell them. My folks, my brother, my sisters, my friends…everyone. I don’t want any secrets. This is who I am and you’re who I want to be with.”

Aaron smiled sweetly and licked my thumb.

“I’ll lay low while they’re visiting, okay? But I do want to come to your ceremony. After all, what will our children say if they find out I didn’t attend Daddy’s graduation from law school?”

I chuckled at his silly expression, though I had to admit to myself anyway that I loved the idea of building our future together. “Come here, Goofball.”

I pulled him into my arms and held him tight. This was good. This was where I was supposed to be and I was going to do my best to never leave Aaron’s side again.

Published by lanehayes

I'm a M/M author, an avid reader, chocolate and red wine lover and a designer too

8 thoughts on “Better Than The Day After- A Matt & Aaron Short Story (Mild NSFW)

  1. Thank You!!! I have missed Matty & Aaron! Victoria

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