RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I smile as I watch him walk out the door, "Bye Matty."

I blow him one final kiss before he closes the door. I bite into my lip.

"I love you."

I sigh before turning back around to see Christina laying on the bed. I put on a brave face, feeling so scared as if I am waiting for test results for some life threatening disease or something. I sigh and walk over to my little bag of flour.

"Right, come on you, we're gonna get your bed set up before Daddy gets home. Which, will be soon... I hope."

I giggle as Chris nips at my neck, he knows all the perfect spots to get my heart racing.

"Chrisy, stop. There's someone at the door," I say as I push him away reluctantly. He tells me to ignore and at first I do, but then the knocking starts up again.

I sigh and give Chris my famous pouting, I'll make it up to you with a blow job later eyes before I get up from the bed, adjust my hard-on in my jeans and make my way to the door.

I pull the door open with a smile, I keep that smile on my face as soon as I see Matt at the door.

"Hey Matt, s'up?"

I furrow my brow at him, "Hey Matt."

I stand at the door, folding my arms over my chest and leaning against the door frame.

"Did you want something or... whatever?" I ask him.

I am hardly being the most gracious of hosts, but I haven't seen or heard a peep out of him in over a week, plus I am a little pre-occupied with Chris right now. I'm still a little wary of him also, we haven't actually probably talked about all the unpleasantness of his boyfriend beating the shit out of Chris. Or anything to that matter.

"Oooh, right..." I say looking at him as if he's got two heads.

He wanted to see me? While he's with that slut of a boyfriend of his, Zacky? Hmmm... maybe Zacky cheated on him with someone else so now he's come to even the score. No, Matt's not like that. That's just my wishful thinking. He was a pretty fucking good almost lay.

"Do you wanna come in then?" I ask him as I look into the room, smiling at Chris who merely rolls his eyes at me and goes about putting his headphones in so me and Matt can have some sort of privacy.

"So, was there any certain reason why you needed to see me?"

I furrow my brow at him in confusion. So why did he come here then? What exactly did he want?

"So, what? You want a kiss or something?" I ask with a shrug.

I'm pretty confused here. He hasn't seen me for about two weeks, he hasn't spoken to me in ages. And now, he still thinks that he has a thing for me. What the fuck?

"Because Matt, you are fucking hot, OK?" I say to him with a little smirk.

"Look, I can think of a way that we could settle this. Just so you can see whether you prefer me, or Zacky. Y'know, if Zacky would be up for it."

My evil side of my brain is ticking over big time here. I don't have a clue whether he and Zacky have even... what am I saying, it's Zacky! Of course he and Matt have fucked. He'll be fine with it, hell, he's love to be in the middle of a Matt and Alex sandwich.

"Well, if Zacky wasn't worried about losing you to me, maybe, ooooh, I don't know, maybe me and him could battle it out," I'm speaking in a much lower voice now, and in a slower pace.

"I mean, me and him giving you everything that you deserve. Both of us, battling it out to pleasure you, and whoever does the best and you prefer, can be yours."

Hell, if he'd rather be with me, I don't have to love him. I can just use him for that amazing sexual being that he keeps under wraps from everyone. Yeah, it's a perfect plan.

No sex? With Zacky? Ooooh, he is so using him for something then. That's not right at all, if you were with Matt, you wouldn't not have sex with him. He doesn't really want him. This IS a perfect plan.

"No harm at all," I say with the most sincere smile I can put on without making it look too smug.

"In fact, why don't you go and ask him as soon as possible. I mean, the quicker you ask him, the easier it'll be, right?"

And the quicker I can get a decent lay.

[[Same.]]

I nod to Matt as he leaves the room. My smile soon turns into a smirk before I turn back around to see Chris glaring at me.

"What? You're telling me you wouldn't do the same? Please..." I scoff at him as I fold my arms over my chest.

I watch him as he shakes his head and mutters something about needing some air. I shrug before taking a seat on my bed and hunting around for some lube. If Zacky really wants Matt, he'll be here, but if he doesn't, Matt'll be here to need a shoulder to cry on.

Genius.

"OK so... he needs to be fed at about... 5ish to give time for him to digest before bed..." I say to myself as I flick through the booklet in one hand as I keep Christian propped up on my knee.

"Right, so it's... close to 5 now, so let's get you fed, huh?" I say to Christian before smiling at him and looking back down at the booklet.

"OK, so we can choose, breast-feeding or bottles..."

I need to think about this. Well, the benefits of breast-feeding have always being better than bottle-feeding. And I want my baby to be healthy. Plus, I don't have to be the only one to breast-feed, apparently Matt can do it too. Man, this booklet is a hell of a lot more helpful than I thought it would be.

I button my shirt, feeling a little weird about this as I'm sat here on my own, but I want to be a good father so I guess I'm going to have to get rid of that feeling sometime, right?

I blush a little up at Matt before looking down at Christian again.

"Yeah, I was looking through the booklet, and apparently it's healthier for us to breast-feed him rather than bottle," I say before looking back up at Matt looking down on me.

"So, it doesn't like, creep you out or anything, does it?" I ask him a little nervously, he shakes his head as he continues to smile down on me, which causes me to smile too. He came back to me, and he's smiling. Yay.

"So, how did it go with Alex?"

"Ooooh..." I say as I look over at him. He still has feeling for him, then why does he look so happy?

"Well, what was... erm, Alex planning?" I ask, not sure if I actually want to know what he's planning at all.

I put Christian down on my lap now, looking at Matt and pulling my shirt over my chest now.

"A THREESOME?!" I yell in complete shock before coughing and picking up Christian.

I scoff before getting up from the bed and taking Christian over to his make-shift bed. Doing this can make me gain some reasons to why this is a terrible thing, even though it is a completely stupid thing to suggest.

"How could that possibly make things better?" I ask Matt as I turn back to him after putting Christian in his bed.

"I mean, you and me haven't even made love yet? Why would you want to do it with him as well, why share what we have with someone else?"