Christmas Delights 3 (12 page)

Matt is focused in on the video the same way he focuses in
on everything else - from Angry Birds to his biology textbook - with a furrowed
brow and his hands raised into an inverted V under his chin. Aiden always used
to think this was adorable, but now the standard impenetrable stare confuses
him.

The video is a simple one. It's ridiculous, really, and
Aiden knows it. It's this fake survey that is being given by a guy and a girl.
Both are really cute and Aiden's type, really, so maybe that's what drew him
initially. They are going around and asking people a few random questions about
the holidays. Do you put up Christmas lights? Drink eggnog? But these are just
buffers and meant to throw people off. The real question is about mistletoe.

"Do you use mistletoe?" the guy, who has a really
cute hair cut and nice jeans on, asks a woman. You can't see her face because
of the camera angle, but there is skepticism in her voice.

"You mean to kiss under?"

"Yes."

"No, not really."

These answers are fairly standard, and the female surveyor
runs into the same pattern. Most people have not used mistletoe, but when the
man and the woman both ask if they would hypothetically, most people answer
with a nonchalant and noncommittal. "Sure."

"But do they even make it anymore?" one woman
probes, and before the guy can answer, a small bundle of dark green twigs,
leaves, and red berries falls down into the screen. It's on a visible white
string - there is no magic here and it's revealed to be a set up. But this
transparency still does not take away from the fact that it really does look as
if it has fallen from the sky.

"Nice," Matt says, laughing a bit. His brows go
back to being furrowed as he watches people's responses and whether or not they
kiss underneath it. Aiden feels a lot better that Matt is at least humouring
him and appearing it enjoy it. That's the nice thing about science majors,
Aiden thinks to himself. They don't always see things coming. This makes
surprising them easy, but getting them to pick up on signals is still quite
difficult. He and Matt could have been dating for seven or even eight months,
but the inability to decipher signs is not Matt's forte. Aiden pretty much had
to sit in Matt's lap before he realized he was into him.

Most of the people in the video end up kissing the person
who is doing the survey. Some on the cheek, others on the lips. A few resist
and the man gets a few more negative responses than the woman, but for the most
part, it's a successful, and rather sweet, stunt. As far as stunts go, at
least. When the video finishes, Aiden feels flushed and exposed, while Matt
just looks satisfied.

"That was really sweet. Thanks for showing me."

Aiden nods, and waits, and waits. And Matt doesn't get it. He's
about to hijack the keyboard from Aiden to show him another video that he
thought of earlier while he was studying, but Aiden vetoes this idea. They've
watched YouTube for six hours straight doing something like this.

"Not... now, okay?"

"Okay..." Matt trails off. "What's up?"

Aiden realizes this is ridiculous, and tells Matt, “Forget
it.”

Matt pushes. "No, tell me. I want to know."

"Well... have you ever been kissed under the
mistletoe?"

Matt shakes his head.

"Me either."

Silence, then the gears in Matt's head begin to work. Aiden
loves it when his eyes light up like this. "But you want us to!"

Aiden just smiles, and runs his hands through his hair
nervously. "Yeah, kind of. I thought it would be sweet. But I get these
big ideas in my head sometimes and I don't really think them through."

"What do you mean?"

Aiden laughs again. "I don't even have mistletoe. I
don't know what I was thinking." He turns away a bit and Matt puts his
hand out to stop him. He touches his chest and then places his palm on his
boyfriend's neck. They lean closer together over the desk and Matt kisses him
very quickly.

"I like your plans. I can never think of them myself,
but I can fix them... or tinker with them a bit..." he trails off a bit,
the gears in his head shifting differently now. Aiden watches with renewed hope
and subtle intrigue as Matt regards the laptop on the desk, and then the desk
itself. It was an Ikea impulse purchase; very thin and with a ton of room
underneath.

Aiden's mind makes the connection the same time that Matt
does. They are both on the same page for once that night as they look at one
another with wide eyes. Matt's strong hand at the back of his neck pushes Aiden
forward for a quick good luck kiss as they both descend under the desk. Aiden can't
help but laugh as they both cram their bodies underneath. Aiden is small -
barely five-five and pretty skinny, but Matt is hefty. Aiden goes under first
and crunches up a bit as Matt looms in over top of him. He places his strong
arms on either side of Aiden and looks down at him with a huge grin.

"So," Matt says, kissing Aiden on the forehead.
"With the mistletoe video above us," another kiss on Aiden's cheek,
"it won't quite be the same thing," and the other cheek, "but it
comes close, wouldn't you think?" he asks, his lips hovering over Aiden's.
Aiden bites his lip subtly, dragging out the moment, before nodding. Both their
lips meet together and their bodies melt into one another as they kiss under
the makeshift mistletoe.

The kiss is long and drawn out, Matt deliberately going slow
and pulling away slightly just as Aiden begins to use tongue. Aiden whines and
Matt smiles as he finally stops his teasing. Though it's still slightly awkward
under the Ikea desk, they continue to make out. Aiden runs his hands up and
down Matt's torso and then stops on his jeans. He runs his hand up his
boyfriend's thigh and cups his erection. Matt breathes heavier and heavier the
more Aiden touches him. Now it's Matt who whines against the teasing, and
breaks away from the kiss.

"Okay, to bed with you," he quips in between
panting and Aiden laughs again. They both spill out from under the desk and try
to recover themselves. Aiden stands and stretches his arms up to remove the
cramp that had begun to form, but he can't for long before Matt presses his
body next to his. He practically tackles Aiden with his hug, playing around
with him before pushing him onto the bed. Aiden laughs and scrambles up towards
his pillows, making Matt follow his body, hovering delicately above him.

They stare at one another seriously and Matt touches the
side of Aiden's face.

"You're absolutely wonderful, you know that,
right?" he asks him. Aiden's sure this is a rhetorical question so he
doesn't answer it. He's glad he's flushed and turned on, so Matt still can't
see that he blushes each and every time he says this line.

Aiden wraps his arms around Matt's shoulders and pulls their
bodies together. "Come on, sexy, you know what I want," he says,
trying to be playful.

Matt smiles and promises, “I do, I always do. And like
always, I will deliver.”

They laugh. They're both convinced they're not good at sex
talk, but regardless of form or convention, it works. They can feel the heat
coming from the other's body and they both breathe out short breathes. Aiden
presses his lips to Matt and their tongues touch briefly before exploring the
other's body. They grind their hips together and make out for a while before
Matt breaks away and begins to go lower on Aiden's body.

With one hand, he pushes up Aiden's shirt and begins to lick
and kiss the skin that remains. The lower he sinks, the shallower Aiden's
breathing becomes. Matt rubs his face against Aiden's clothed erection and
Aiden grabs Matt's left hand away from his shirt. He traces Matt's fingers in and
out of his mouth, eventually sucking on the index one. Matt looks up at him
from the lowered position on his body and Aiden returns the sultry gaze. Matt
bites his lip and then pulls his hand away. He straddles Aiden effectively, and
removing his shirt, moves his way up Aiden's body. Aiden props himself up on
his elbows as Matt's crotch gets closer and closer. He helps to undo his pants
and push them down far enough to expose his boyfriend's hard cock. He takes it
in his mouth as Matt stands over him, repeating the actions he once did to his
fingers. Matt moans and begins to rock into the action as Aiden reaches around
and grabs Matt's ass.

"My god," Matt says, and Aiden stops, because he
wants this to last much, much longer. He slides out from under Matt. With both
of them on their knees on the bed, Aiden begins to take off his own clothing.
Matt discards the rest of his pants and helps Aiden with his. He takes both of
their hard cocks in his hand and closes the gap between their two bodies. Aiden
goes for Matt's neck and ear, licking and sucking hard, as Matt jerks them both
off.

"I want you, right now," Aiden says into Matt's
ear hotly. Matt groans and stops touching both of them. Aiden reaches down and
feels how hard he is and then touches Matt's balls coyly. "Come on,"
he urges before turning around and grabbing the headboard of the bed.

Matt's spent the night here enough to know that Aiden has
lube under his bed and condoms just by the headboard itself, resting on the
vent ledge by the wall. He leans his body down over and grabs the materials he
needs, his cock grazing Aiden's body as he does so. It sends chills up both
men's spine and makes Matt hurry through this faster as Aiden continues to jerk
himself off. As Matt fingers him, Aiden stops touching himself and focuses on
the beginning feelings of sex. Matt's other hand is on his shoulder, a heavy
and comforting weight. Sometimes he plays with the hair on the nape of his
neck, or kisses there delicately as he works two or three lubed fingers inside
him. Aiden has fucked Matt a few times, and while they both really enjoy it,
Aiden sucks at this type of behaviour. He always forgets to touch Matt's back
the way the other man does to him. It's Aiden's favourite part of sex, and one
of the reasons he prefers to bottom.

Matt takes his hips in his hands now and pulls Aiden forward
slightly, causing him to emit a bit of a whimper. Matt shushes him calmly and
kisses down Aiden's spine before he puts the condom on. Touching his hips again
and gripping with one hand, Matt begins to enter Aiden. He uses a hand to
guide, and when that's no longer needed, it's replaced on Aiden's shoulder.
Then he begins to move.

Aiden always loses himself in the first few moments of sex.
He doesn't even touch himself; he's just so focused on what it feels like to
have Matt fuck him. He goes in and out slowly at the onset and it feels
completely surreal. It's not until maybe a minute in that Matt begins to pick
up speed and Aiden begins to grab at his own cock. He bites his lip and moans,
but for the most part, the two are pretty quiet as they fuck. The bed makes
more noise, the old mattress giving their love affair away within moments.
Aiden's grip on the headboard loosens and he lowers himself onto all fours. He
sinks down his lower back, thrusting his ass out and towards Matt.

"Fucking hell, that's hot," Matt mutters, barely
audible in his thick aroused voice. He stops for a moment and goes slowly in
and out of Aiden, breathing heavily, before he continues at the good clip he was
going before. He pulls Aiden into him and then slides his hand down the smaller
man's body. They both grip Aiden’s erection together, before Matt's
concentration is back on his task. He's going to come soon and Aiden knows it.
He imagines his face and focuses on the feeling of him for a little bit longer.

This time, he loses himself before Matt does and comes into
his hand in jagged breathes. He keeps coming, and there is no chance of slowing
down because he feels Matt inside him still. "Oh god, oh god," he
utters, overwhelmed by the feeling rushing through his body from his head to
his toes, which curl against the covers.

His own omission is echoed by Matt - oh god oh god - and
then he stops suddenly, too. Aiden gasps and then finally breathes in and out
properly, the overwhelming feeling in his body subsiding a bit. Matt rides the
last wave of his orgasm for himself before pulling out. He breathes hard as he
calms down, his hands still a heavy weight on Aiden’s back. It’s welcome,
wonderful, and just before Matt jumps off the bed to get rid of the condom, he
kisses his spine all the way down again.

When he comes back from the washroom, he’s still naked under
a robe, and a bit flushed. But he sits down in the computer chair anyway.

“What are you doing?” Aiden asks, his cheeks pink.

Matt looks at him over his shoulder and smiles. “I wanted to
show you a video, and we still have some time. At least another forty-six
hours, right?”

“Right.”

Aiden grabs the blanket from the bed, wrapping it around his
shoulders and over his body. The icon in the middle of the YouTube video on the
screen spins clockwise as it waits to load. When he sits in the chair, Matt
throws his arm around him.

“Have you ever seen Drunk History before?” Matt asks when
the first video is done. Aiden smiles.

“No,” he lies.

Matt’s eyes light up and he begins to talk too fast about
the jokes they’ve made on the series and the actors they have gotten to play
certain historical figures.

“Like Don Cheadle as Frederick Douglass. You’ll love it.”

As he clicks the video, Aiden still feigns surprise, knowing
that he could easily pass another two days just like this. At least.

Outside, it begins to snow. The two students inside their
dorm room home barely notice.

THE END

 
About Francis Gideon

Francis Gideon is sometimes a
journalist, editor, and writer. He has appeared in Absynthe Magazine and has
forthcoming publications on JMS Books.

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