Gus X Matt Novels & Stories

“Of course. Gus ran it like a military camp. No room for fun, no room for anything but perfection.” “Indeed. I’d like a dollar for every time I have to say I’m not Gus. I’d be an even richer man.” I smile. Matteo’s good mood is infectious, and I sip the wine. It’s complex and very good. “Hugo, I think Gus is like his father, you know? They have a history.” He shrugs. “Astrid, well,” He rolls his eyes dramatically, letting out a low chuckle. “She’s wound tighter than a Swiss watch.”

I forgot how mean Kayla can be. And Jules is the hot one? If she is saying that to get under my skin she is succeeding expeditiously. “hey!! Ill have you know that we are referred to as the GOATs of this school. And it goes without saying that I’m the hottest one between the three of us” says Matty straightening his spine “I mean you sure do look like goats” Kayla snickers and I am hundred percent sure she knows what he meant and she is just messing with him.

She gave him a devious smile through her pink sparkling lip-glossed lips that made Matt's cock pulse under his jeans. "Damn, I could use some new vids- watched all the good ones on the internet," Matt boldly joked. He felt heat rise to his cheeks. They had an odd relationship. Having met when they were both teenagers, they developed a friendship early on. Since they were both going through a phase of learning about their sexuality, naturally, their humor had tested sexual boundaries. They used to talk more like teenage friends would back when their parents had been married. Now, it had been almost a year since

I demanded. Matt's nod was almost unnoticeable, but I caught a glimpse of it. My jaw dropped in shock. His words came out slowly, like he was choosing each one carefully. "I do _ work _ for _Jasper." "What!" Eva and I screamed in unison, our voices echoing through the room. I felt like a gun was plunged directly into my heart. Matt worked for Jasper? How could he keep that from us? "Please, let me explain," he started, but then he paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts before continuing.

I give a modest smile. I study him. "So Matt are you a doctor by chance?" I probe. "Yes, a neurosurgeon." he says flatly. Hmm. Long history with Cassie, clearly protective of her, comfortable around her too. Definitely a problem, a very polite problem. She grabs her coat. "Ignore him." I placed a hand over my chest. "Ouch! bella I'm hurt." I feign annoyance. "No one believes that." she smiles lightly. Matt laughed.

he exclaimed, raising an eyebrow and playfully challenging the elder. They locked eyes for a moment, and Alister caught a glimpse of a bittersweet smile on Wilson's face, as if reminiscing about the past. Just then, Alister's Gamma, Matt approached them, making his way around the car to greet Wilson. The trio stood together, a bond forged through shared experiences and hardships. "Hey, Wilson!" Matt greeted with a friendly smile, giving Wilson a one-sided hug. Wilson returned the greeting, “ Hello you too… I’m grateful he brought you this time and not his other half” Wilson jabbed.

He introduces himself, "Hello Mate, I am Oux, and let me tell you I have never seen a wolf this enchanting before. Your beauty takes my breath away and Sioux also agrees with me." I shied away from the compliment, but Lesa is something. She took the compliment very gracefully and bowed to Oux and said, "I am Lesa, your mate. Thank you for your compliment." "Miss Lesa can I take you for a walk?" asked Oux "But Allie wants to fulfill Sioux's wish?" sighed Lesa. "But I want to spend time with you," Oux stated "We will spend time together when we finish. The reason they have given us the chance to meet is so that we can have a run battle," Lesa said.

People were constantly drawn to her, but her heart had only ever belonged to one person, Matt. Matthew, or “Matt” to everyone who knew him, was 6’2" of walking temptation. A muscular god with wavy brown curls, piercing gray eyes, and golden tan skin that looked like it had been kissed by the sun. They’d been together since they were 17 and were pretty much attached at the hip ever since. I knocked hard on the door, eager to get her opinion on the dresses Lucia had given me. I barely raised my fist to knock again before the door flew open, and there was Matt, shirtless, glistening, and clearly annoyed.

“Come in.” She smiled at him and opened the door to let him in. “Hey, Rita, thanks,” he said, walking into the office. Luna stood up from her chair, immediately noticing the worried look on his face. “Hey, Matt,” she greeted him, “what’s going on?” “Hey, Luna,” he answered. “Are we all ready for takeoff? Or is something wrong?” Matt was a tall man with dark hair and green eyes, his dressing ran to the simple variety. He was around Luna’s and Rita’s age and he was a dependable and efficient employee. His handsome face scrunched in worry.

—It's just that it's so strange to me that I can't believe it, although I see that Matthew is somewhat interested in you. "Ay Ale don't say that, go take a bath," I say, throwing the towel in his face. We bathed and got ready, we left the room and went down the stairs, there was Matt with his two cousins ​​talking. "Ah, finally," says Cesar, "why is it that women take so long to get ready?" "Don't even ask me," Gustavo says, "I haven't lived with a woman to find out." "I don't know either," Matt says, "if they're always beautiful."