C'mon, Pops is expecting us" Matt shouted up to Jeff
"Alright, Alright, I'm here" Jeff sighed, "I was doing my hair"
"You're always doing your hair" Matt chuckled
"How do I look?" Jeff asked, checking his reflection in the hallway mirror
"Beautiful, as always" Matt stated as he moved to stand behind him, he moved Jeff's hair and lay his lips against the nape of his neck, Jeff let out a quiet moan.
"Don't…otherwise the only place we will be going is back upstairs to bed" Jeff whispered as Matt rested his chin on Jeff's shoulder and they both looked at their reflection.
Jeff turned and kissed Matt lovingly before he opened the front door and the pair of them headed out to the car….

They'd finished dinner, and had just finished clearing the kitchen.
"There are some of your boxes up in the attic" their dad said as he settled in a chair, ready for his afternoon nap, "I thought you might like to have them…"
"Want us to shift them, eh Pops?" Matt chuckled
"Well, don't think the new owners of this place will want them, do you?" he laughed
"Pa, why don't you let US buy this place?" Jeff sighed, "We don't like the idea of strangers being in here"
"I'm not being funny, boys, but this is MY house…" their father said, "Y'all have homes of your own now, and living here on my own is just getting too much for me now. I'll buy a smaller place; it'll be a lot better for me"
"Ok Pops, whatever you say" Matt sighed, "We'll just miss the place, is all"
His father mumbled quietly as he drifted off too sleep, they left him to sleep and headed upstairs.
"Guess I should go to the store…see if they can spare some boxes" Matt sighed as they went into their old bedroom, "Start getting this lot packed away"
They both stood looking round the bedroom, the bedroom they had shared for years.
"Ok…" Jeff whispered, as memories invaded his mind
"Do you wanna start bagging stuff up for the charity shop?" Matt said
"I guess…" Jeff said as he went over and sat on his bed
"I won't be long" Matt said, closing the door as he left……

When Matt returned, complete with boxes, Jeff was still sat on his bed
"Jeff, damn it man, you've not even started!" Matt sighed, dropping the boxes
"Do you remember…our first time in here" Jeff said, laying flat on his back, eyes closed.
"Of course I do" Matt said
Jeff sat up and swung his legs round; he let out a heavy sigh.
"C'mon, this shit ain't gonna pack itself" Matt said, tossing a box to Jeff
Jeff started going through his things, chuckling when he found things he had forgotten about. Photos of him and Matt when they were kids, posing with their wrestling belts, the ones they had spent days making.
Photo's that were taken to document their back yard matches. Then there were the private photos, the photo's Jeff had taken.
"God, we were so young…" Jeff sighed as he handed a photo to Matt. It was one Jeff had taken one night, matt was asleep and Jeff was resting against his belly, you could tell that they had not long finished having sex.
Matt smiled as he ran his fingers over the picture; he sat on his bed and sighed.
"How many times did we make love in this room?" Jeff whispered as he went and sat astride him, "In this bed…"
"Jeff, Pops is downstairs…" Matt whimpered as Jeff nuzzled at his neck
"One last time in this bed…" Jeff whispered, feathering his lips over Matt's.
Jeff pulled his shirt over his head before taking his own off, throwing them both to the floor.
"…What if he hears…?" Matt gasped as Jeff tilted his head back and licked up his throat.
"We'll be quiet…" Jeff whispered, breathlessly, as he knelt up so he could undo Matt's jeans, "We always were before…"
With an arm wrapped around Jeff, Matt moved them so that Jeff was laid on the bed, with him on top. They kissed passionately, deeply.
Matt undid Jeff's pants; Jeff kicked them off, then wrapped his legs around Matt.
"Well you are gonna have to let me go, if you want me to do…anything" Matt whispered.
Jeff let his legs drop and Matt started to push himself down the bed. Jeff's body arched up off the bed with the first touch of Matt's tongue to his nipple.
"You always DID like this, didn't you, little one" Matt whispered, chewing at his hardened nipple teasingly.
Memories of their early years flooded Jeff's mind, and today he felt exactly the same, he adored Matt!
His breath hitched as Matt enveloped his cock; he quickly pulled the pillow from under his head and held it over his face, muffling his groans.
Matt relaxed his throat and took Jeff as deep as he could before licking back up his length. He pulled the pillow away from Jeff's face and kissed him harshly, his tongue ravaging his mouth.
"…problem…" Matt whispered breathlessly as he knelt up astride Jeff, and took his cock in his hand, "We ain't got no lube…"
Jeff blindly reached into the bedside drawer, and managed to find an unopened tube of KY.
"Now THAT'S lucky" Matt grinned as he took the tube, opened it and squeezed a liberal amount into his palm. "…like the first time…" Matt whispered, motioning for Jeff to move.
He quickly assumed the position, head buried back in the pillows, ass high in the air.
Jeff held his breath, chewing his bottom lip as Matt slowly pushed into him, stretching him.
With his hands gripping Jeff's hips, Matt groaned quietly, his own excitement growing, fuelling him
"…Matty…oh god…fuck me harder…!" Jeff gasped as quietly as he could.
Matt reached for the headboard for support, and snapped his hips faster.
Jeff grinned as he felt his body begin to tighten; he struggled to stay quiet as he reached his peak. Matt was seconds behind, slamming into Jeff as his orgasm hit…

"…So, you boys done in there?" Pops asked, as he went into the bedroom, "Jeez, you have been busy.
The entire room had been cleared; all that remained were the curtains!
"Pops…it's gettin late" Matt said, "We'll take these boxes tonight, and we'll come round tomorrow and do the attic.
"Ok, as long as you are sure" Pops nodded
"Sure" Jeff nodded, "Be about lunch time"
They both hugged their dad; made sure he locked up behind them and headed home…