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While he hadn’t gone to a doctor the first night of his concussion because of the circumstances, Matt had gone the next day because he felt so sick. That had been a little while ago, he had been going every two weeks just to check on his progress, and he had finally been cleared to partake in physical activities again. The doctor had been referring to ballet, but Matt had taken it in a very different direction. Considering they had been fighting the week before his concussion, Matt and Rusty had been forcibly celibate. Aside from the blowjob at the party that caused all the problems, Matt had been doing absolutely nothing and now he was antsy. This time, it wasn’t in an anxiety way, though, he just couldn’t wait to get his hands on Rusty. He burst through his apartment door with a big smile and kicked his shoes off with little regard to where they went. “Rusty!” He called out, finding his way to his boyfriend as quickly as possible. “Guess what?” Matt bit down on his lip and grabbed Rusty around the waist, pulling their bodies flush together, kissing him roughly. “I have the good news.”













