The first time I attempted to write this story, it was about a life changing experience for me. The first time I was ever with a man in a sexual way. I felt I had to write it down, and even asked Matt, the other character in my story for permission. He didn’t mind, as long as I didn’t use his real name, which wasn’t a problem. I’m not using mine either. It feels even more personal now, I don’t even want him to know I am writing, but will tell him. It all started by meeting through a sex site on the net, which I concede is not the smartest move on my part.

It is six weeks since we first met. I’m not totally sure where we stand, this is my first relationship, if you can call it that. I have never been in love and this is more lust than anything else. Since the first intimate time I spent with Matt, we have had other sexual times, but generally just going to the movies and out to eat.

He usually invited me into his house after our weekly meeting of going to the theater, but the last time just got a quick kiss and a goodbye. This time after Superman, "It was fun", he said, and he went in the house, no kiss. We had been talking on instant messenger every day, so I just had to know what was going on.

Bradley: So you just want the friend part of friends with benefits?

Matt: Why?

Bradley: Just wondering.

Matt: Well, friend is ok with me if that is what you want, I still want the benefits.

Bradley: Cool

Matt: My landlord is back living in the house and is in control of the A/C, it is too hot to play. You would never stand it. I think we would have to play at your house.

Bradley: Too bad there are no cheap hotels that charge by the hour around here LOL.

Matt: yeah

Bradley: How about I take you out for ice cream?

Matt: Sure

I drove him home the back way by my house. I slowed up, "This is where I live", hoping he would say to stop, but nothing. I kept going and drove him home. We were meeting the next day to see Pirates, which we did and then out for lasagna. On the way to his house, I said, "Well, I could turn down this street to your house, or I could keep going to mine."

"Go to your house. You have air."

I was totally shocked and not expecting it. He had told me the night before he was really nervous when I pulled up to my house. All I could think about were the dirty clothes I left on my floor of my room and the dirty towels in the bathroom, and that I didn’t have my best boxers on either. I was so sure he would go straight home.

Of course the other thing that was bugging me, Mom.

We walked in. I held him at the front door, and ran to my room, picking up an arm load of laundry and then to the bathroom for the towels.

"So you are Matt."

"Yes , Hi."

"Go on into my room Matt."

I lead the way and he followed. It was really awkward, feeling like I was standing there in front of her naked