This story, which I am going to tell you guys, is about a little guy named Mat, and his little fantasy problem.
Mat, a 18 year old boy, who lived in Scranton. Mat was a lively figure, always bright and showing charm. Everybody who knew Mat, loved him. Their thoughts about him were always so similiar, "WOW! what a handsome guy!" or "He really is perfect."
But, he had a really, really, REALLY dark secret. He was in love with his imaginative friend, Steven.
Whenever Mat was alone, his thoughts always wandered into the immoral, Steven. His thoughts were sexual, Mat thought about Stevens beautiful chest, his marvelous chest hair, his round and motherly boobs and his lusicous hair.
Mat would not go days without thinking about Steven. His love for him was great and tender.
Chapter. 2
Mat was also lazy, always lying in his bed, talking to his friends on Skype. But one gloomy, grim day, he fell asleep in the skype groupcall.
His thoughts fell into a deep slumber, and he could only think about his imaginative boyfriend Steven. They played together, loved and cared for each other.
BUT, suddently the sky turned gray, a strom started, the sky split in half, light shined through the split sky, and a green figure descended towards Steven. Mat was frightened, he had never seen such an ugly, blasphemous, green shirt before. He was afraid that the shirt might ruin his fetish for Steven. He cired and begged to the shirt to not be put on, it was too late. The shirt was already on Steven.
Mat felt shattered, ruined. Why did this happen? Why did he forsake him?! What had Mat done to deserve this?!
Chapter. 3
Mat woke up in hospital, feeling really ill.
His fear for Steven's hotness cracked him.
Mat was ruined.
Mat was destroyed.
21.01.2015 - why did you have to clean your room, Steven?
