Alex

Gray clouds hung low overhead. The weather was obviously colder today than it had been. It had chosen today of all days to get cold.

"It's not too late to hire movers," I said.

Mateo scoffed. "We're almost done now," he said. But we still had to move everything from my room to the moving truck and then go to the new apartment and unload his and my things.

We had already been to their apartment and removed everything, cleaned it - I didn't know it was a thing that you were supposed to clean the apartment when you moved out - then moved all of Gareth's stuff back to his house where it would stay temporarily until he could move into the dorms. We had been to Mateo's house to return his bed since we would be using mine in the new apartment. We kept the couch, tables and chairs they had been using in their old apartment. I told him we could buy new furniture, but he was adamantly against that idea.

"Is this going to fit through the door?" Gareth asked of my mattress. He was on one end and Chet was on the other.

"Tilt it," Chet said. They tilted it slightly. It barely fit through the door frame. They took it down the hallway.

"I think we need to take the bed frame apart," Mateo said. He and Vincent stood side by side as they stared at my empty bed frame. It warmed my heart to see the two of them side by side getting along. They both meant a lot to me and I wasn't willing to have either of them out of my life.

"You think you can do that?" Vincent asked.

Mateo smiled and held up the drill he had brought with him. He had already used it more than once that day. It was sexy watching him use it. Now I was blushing. Why did I blush so easily. Luckily no one was watching me.

"I can do it," Mateo said. He crouched down and started unscrewing the bed frame.

Vincent turned to me. I had calmed down a little so my blush wasn't as prevalent by then.

"Let's take this out," Vincent said. He waved a hand to the bed foundation. He got on the side that would have him walking backwards and I took the side that would have me walking forwards. I grunted a little as I picked up my end when I saw he was raising his. We tilted it a little to get it out of the door frame. My fingers scraped against the side of the door as we slid it out, but it wasn't enough to make them bleed. We got it down the hall and down the stairs. I was grateful Vincent was on the other end instead of me.

"Be careful," my mom said as we reached the bottom of the stairs. She reached out as if to help us, but quickly retracted her hands. That was good because I worried if she tried to help, she'd get in the way or hurt herself. When we got outside, Gareth and Chet helped us lift it into the back of the truck. Gareth and Chet set it against the mattress.

We got the rest of the boxes and the bed frame that Mateo took apart into the back of the truck. I drove my car to the new apartment. We decided on the first apartment we looked at. The one with the tiny balcony. Vincent and Chet rode in Vincent's car. Gareth had his own car and Mateo drove the truck. Earlier in the day when he first drove the truck I had worried for him. I had never seen him drive before. It turned out my worry was for nothing. He was a good and careful driver.

We got to the new apartment and began to take things in. We parked close to the elevator so that was okay, but once we got to the fifth floor we had to carry everything to the opposite side of the building.

Even though it was a cold day, we were all sweating from the work. We took off our jackets in the apartment and then continued on with our work. Mateo was sexy with his muscles moving underneath his shirt as he carried the heavy items, as the sweat lingered on his skin. He was out of excuses now. We finally had our own apartment. Tonight was finally the night when I could completely have him.

It was dark by the time we finished getting everything inside. I ordered pizza while Mateo and Gareth went to take the moving truck back. I thought we should wait until tomorrow, but Mateo said it would be cheaper if we took it back tonight. I told him I'd pay the difference, but he didn't like that idea. Vincent and Chet helped me unpack kitchen items. Mateo and Gareth returned right before the pizzas were delivered.

After we finished the pizza, I told everyone they didn't need to help anymore and they could leave. I really just wanted Mateo to myself. We could leisurely spend the next few days unpacking. It didn't have to be all done that night. Mateo and I made the bed together and then he went to shower. I unpacked some more while I waited for him. He came out in jogging pants and a t-shirt. He dried his hair with a towel.

"It's cold in here," he said. I hadn't noticed, but now that he mentioned it, it was a little chilly. "I'll figure out how to turn on the heat," he said. "You go take a shower."

I grabbed some clean clothes from the dresser I had just filled and went into the shower. I made sure I was completely clean and prepared for tonight before I got out and dried myself off. I got dressed and blow dried my hair.

It was warmer in the apartment when I stepped out of the bathroom. When I went into the bedroom, my heart stopped for one brief moment before it started to rapidly beat against my chest. There were lit candles set up around the room. Not as many as you'd see in movies, but still romantic. Mateo was in the process of spreading red rose petals along the white quilt covering the bed.

"You're too fast," he said. "I'm not done"

I rushed to him and crashed my lips to his.

"I need...to...finish," he said as I kissed him as he kissed me back.

I pulled him onto the bed with me so we were side by side. He forgot the rose petals still in his hand as he kissed me, as he licked my lips. He shifted so he hovered over me. The rest of the rose petals dropped to the bed. His hands trailed down my side. His lips broke away from mine and trailed down my neck. He sucked and licked. He found that hollow spot that sent tingles throughout me. A little sound of pleasure escaped me.

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My hands circled around his waist and slipped under his shirt. My fingers reveled at his warm skin and strong muscles as he continued to suck on that hollow spot on my neck.

I pulled his shirt up. He sat up and finished taking it off. He was handsome, muscley, sculpted, manly and sweet. All the things I knew he would be. Finally I would be able to see all of him - have all of him. He tugged at my shirt. I sat up enough he could finish pulling it off. He kissed me again as I settled back on my bed. He pulled back slightly to look at me.

I cupped his cheeks with both hands. "I love you, baby," I said.

He smiled grandly at this. "I love you, babe," he said. And then he went back to kissing me sending me into ecstasy. His hand trailed down my shoulder and chest. He squeezed my nipple between his fingertips and I moaned against his lips at the pleasure. He twisted, squeezed and rubbed as he continued to kiss me. His touch heated me in every way. His groin poked me. I wanted him. He had no idea how much I wanted him, how long I had waited for this.

"You've got lube and condoms right?" I asked against his lips.

He pulled away. "I forgot," he said.

My stomach dropped. I went cold all over. "You'd better be kidding," I said in a low voice that I didn't recognize as mine.

He smiled. "I am kidding. I have them."

I lightly punched his shoulder, but my stomach eased with my relief. He climbed off me. It was cold without his heat over me. I climbed under the blankets. The rose petals shifted and some fell off the bed, but plenty still remained. I smiled. I hadn't expected him to be so romantic. This was what a first time should be like.

He went to the dresser drawers we had designated as his. He took out lube and a condom. He turned back to me, saw me under the covers and hesitated. I lifted the blankets just enough to indicate for him to climb in with me. He did. It was immediately warm with him there with me.

He didn't kiss me right away. He just looked into my eyes.

"I really love you, Alex," he said and I heard the emotion in his voice, saw the light pool from his brown eyes.

I gently touched his jaw. "I really love you too, Mateo."

He placed the lube and condom on the bed as he went back to kissing me. He shifted under the blankets so his warmth was over me once again. His lips trailed down my neck, down my chest, enclosed the opposite nipple from before. His tongue ran along it, traced it, rolled over it. I moaned and held him close to me. He released my nipple and trailed down my stomach to the hem of my pants. He tugged them off along with my boxers.

He sat up, the blankets pooling around his shoulders, and stared down at my naked form. I felt the familiar rush of blood to my cheeks as I blushed. I would have felt more self conscious, but the way he looked at me was as if he had never seen anything more beautiful. It made me feel beautiful. So I let him look.

He bent down over me and took my member in his mouth. His moisture and heat enveloped me and I moaned louder than I intended. His tongue traced over me and I moaned even louder.

"Mat." I wanted to tell him I was afraid our new neighbors would hear me. I didn't want them to think we were a nuisance already. But 'Mat' came out much louder than I wanted and then my throat closed off and I couldn't get anything intelligible out. It was only loud moans and panting that I couldn't stop. My fingers fisted in his hair. I wondered if it hurt, but he didn't seem to care.

His lips eventually began to explore other areas of me and I moaned and called out his name again. He sat up once again and stared down at me. I didn't blush this time, although I was sure I was red with the heat he had caused within me. He was handsome and sexy and the look he gave me melted me.

He took off his pants and boxer briefs. I got my first good look at him. It was his turn to be embarrassed. He covered himself with his hands and blushed.

I took his hands in mine and pulled them away.

"I let you look at me," I said.

He didn't resist, but he wasn't exactly comfortable with me staring at him either. "That's different," he said.

"Why?"

He didn't respond.

"Mateo," I said, "I think you are the most handsome, sexiest, nicest, smartest, most genuine person I've ever met. Neither of us are perfect, but I think you are perfect for me and I am perfect for you. Don't you agree?"

He hesitated for a moment before nodding. He let me look. I picked up the lube from the bed and handed it to him. He put some on his fingers. He leaned over me again and kissed me. He inserted the first finger. He didn't wait long before he inserted another. I had already prepared myself when I was in the shower. His fingers explored inside me while his tongue explored my mouth. He hit a spot with his fingers and I moaned against his lips. He broke away from the kiss to look down at me. He inserted a third finger and touched that spot again.

I picked up the condom off the bed and handed it to him. He retracted his fingers. He tore open the condom, but stopped to look at me as I looked at him.

"Look away," he said.

"Why?"

"Because it's embarrassing. Just humor me, please."

I turned my head both amused and disappointed. I planned to be with him for a long time. There would be plenty of opportunities for me to see it in the future.

"Okay," he said after a few moments. As soon as I looked back at him, he kissed me again. I held him close. I loved his back muscles underneath my fingertips.

He pulled away slightly and positioned himself. He started to push in but hesitated.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No," I said. "I've waited for this for so long. Don't make me wait longer."

He pushed all the way in. His lips met mine before he started to shift inside me and move in and out. He didn't find that spot right away, but he did find it and when he did waves of pleasure shot through me. I moaned loudly. As he moved inside me, he wrapped his hand around my member and began to stroke. My fingers dug into his back.

This moment of ecstasy being together as one with the person I loved was the most perfect moment I had always hoped it would be. I called out his name loudly as I climaxed. My cum was mostly on him. The fire in his eyes escalated when he saw me climax beneath him. He shuddered and released. We stared at each other for a few moments as our breathing slowly evened. He shifted so he was by my side. His fingers lingered on my lower stomach. We continued to stare at each other in our new position.

A flicker beyond him caught my attention. "We should blow out the candles before we go to sleep," I said. "The last thing we need is to start a fire in our new apartment."

"You're right," he said. He started to roll out of bed, but when the blankets fell from his shoulders he shivered. "It's cold," he said. He slid on his boxer briefs and sweatpants before he got off the bed. I retrieved my own and put them on. I blew out the candles on one side of the room while he did the other.

That was when I noticed the white flakes falling from the sky beyond the window.

"Baby, it's snowing," I said.

"It is?" He came to stand behind me. "It is. It's beautiful. And you're beautiful and you've got rose petals on your back." His fingers gently touched my back as he plucked the rose petals. He then hugged me from behind and placed his chin on my shoulder.

"It's the perfect night," I said. I bent my arm up and back so I could touch the back of his head. "Wait," I said with the sudden realization. "This means the blinds were up the entire time."

"Oh no. I'm sorry, babe. I was going to close them. I completely forgot. What if someone saw us?"

I didn't want anyone to see us. The secret video already caused me trauma. "We were under the blankets," I said. "And it's dark. Even if someone happened to look through their window they wouldn't have been able to see."

We were on the fifth floor, but there was another building directly across from our window and it was possible someone from that building could have looked out their window into ours.

He held me from behind in silence as we stared out at the falling snowflakes.

"I really love you, Alex," Mateo said quietly against my neck.

"I really love you too, Mateo."