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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

got up from her seat and stood in front of me, as if to block me from someone's view. When Matt emerged in the kitchen doorway, I understood why. Upon seeing us, his eyes flashed with confusion, then anger. "You..." He began menacingly. "What are you doing here?" He turned to Megan. "What is he doing here?" He had a look that could burn a hole through a man's face. Before I could speak up, Megan did it for me. "Matt, it's okay." She said soothingly. "I invited him over. We just wanted to talk, that's all." "Talk?!" Matt sputtered. "Meg, last time you two wanted to 'talk,' he convinced you to blow him, then made you feel like shit afterwards. Did you forget that? I don't want this slug in my house." Megan turned pink. I guess she didn't have the talk with him about me, despite her promise. "Matt..." She began shyly. "He didn't make me fellate him. I wanted to." I had never seen a human being with a bigger look of bewilderment on their face than Matt at that moment. As a matter of fact, I never saw a human face mimic the look on his face before. It looked like drawing a shocked face on a marshmallow then putting it in the microwave. "Excuse me?" He finally managed. "I wanted to fellate him." Megan repeated, a bit more nervously this time. Presuming Matt knew what the word meant (I certainly didn't, but I think I could guess), he was even more appalled the second time he heard this. "What are you saying?" He managed. Megan shrugged and her stance lost confidence. Her shoulders ... moved inwards and her knees moved together. Her gaze lowered down to her shoes. "I wanted someone to want me, so I seduced him. He accepted, but misunderstood, and thought I only wanted his... you know. So I got upset and lied to you about him. He's a good guy, I just got upset. Please don't get angry at him." Matt's face was twisted in a combined look of confusion and anger. Frankly, I don't blame him - if someone were explaining me something I didn't know about, and they explained it like that, I'd be confused too. He took a few seconds to stomach what she had told him, and his face dissolved. "Is that so?" He finally asked calmly. Megan nodded. "I'm sorry for lying to you, Matt." He shook his head solemnly. "No, you shouldn't feel bad for lying." He sidestepped so he could look past her, right into my eyes. "You should. You've trained my sister really well, haven't you? I thought you were a good guy. Man up and face the truth. Don't use my own damn sister to pull the wool over my eyes." I could practically hear Megan rolling her eyes, despite not being able to see her. "Matt, don't make him the bad guy just b-" "Shut up." Matt fired fiercely at her, his eyebrows met in a V. "Okay." Megan weakly conceded, sitting down. "And you." Matt continued, pointing at me. "If you cause my sister any more trouble you'll be sorry you were ever born." He moved his finger from pointing towards me to the door. "You aren't going to spend any more time around my sister. You're not going to ...