Xiaolin Showdown Porn Story: A Whole Lot of Nothing Chapter 2

Chapter 2 is here!! Not that anyone was really expecting it, seeing as I still have no reviews dry sobs Soyahhhh, those of you who liked Chapter 1 sorry if the changes in the writing style throws you off a bit.

Don’t own nuthin’, don’t make anything. Got it?

Clay’s POV:

5A.M. I bet Matts still complaining about it. I laugh at the thought of him walking around like a zombie in a cheesy zombie movie. That new guy sure is interesting. I bet hes from the city just like Kim and Rai. I could feel it on his hands; he hasnt worked a hard day in his life. Thats going to change if he stays around here much longer. Master Fungll whip him into shape. He had him clean dang near the whole temple with his own toothbrush. I just shudder at the thought of century-old dust stuck in my teeth. You dont have to know a guy that long to feel bad for him about that. Now that I think about it, hes been here nearly a week.

Come to think of it, when I first met him I knew I would like him. He seemed pretty shy, and cute as a button on top of that. He was about as tall as Raimundo but a little thicker. Not in a fat way, just a little sturdier. Besides, who am I to call someone fat? His hair was a dark red, just like the dirt back home. His cheeks were a little chubby and he had big, brown, puppy-dog eyes that probably snagged him a girl or two. Or maybe a guy Nah, better not get any ideas with this one.

I wanted to play around with him during the introduction so I gave him a little wink, and he turned redder than a tomato. That blush was cuter than one of old Bessies calves and I swear I wouldve scooped him up if Master Fung and Rai werent there. No telling when that chancell come again if it does. Sadly, the moment slipped away as Kimiko pounced on him.

Thats when Rai leaned over and whispered, I think the new guy has a crush on Kimiko, eh? Darn it. Typical. Just typical. Its like only I can never get a guy.

Its a shame Kimiko got to him first, but I guess thats how it goes. Kims wrapped round him tighter than a boa constrictor on a glue-covered rat. There aint separating those two. Frankly, I get tired of her waving him around in my face all the time. Give me a break. Its gone so far that Id rather steer clear of them all together than go through one of Kims lovey-dovey flirting sessions. The worst part about it is that when I get a moment alone with Matt, I cant help liking the kid. He seems pretty down to earth and hes really easy to talk to. When we were alone for the first time I felt a little silly talking to him.

So uh how dyou like the temple? I managed with a little difficulty. Boy, I was more nervous than a cat in a dog-pound. Easy Clay, he hasnt said anything yet.

I love it, he answered, beaming, my favorite parts the garden though. I saw him gaze dreamily over to one of the temple windows overlooking the gardens. I couldnt help but smile seeing him like that. I wonder if he knew how cute he was. He looked up at me and his grin widened. What? he asked with an attempt at a serious face.

Failing miserably, he only made me grin wider. Nothing, I answered, with the grin still playing on m y lips. Sjust that I thought I was the only one here who actually appreciated the gardens- except for the monks of course. I was rewarded a kind smile for that remark. I felt a blush coming on and I lowered my hat a bit. I turned slightly and grunted, Sure isnt like back home in Texas.

Yep was his reply. I was born in San Antonio. I guess that makes me a city boy, but still a Texan. I was shocked. Admittedly never wouldve guessed him to be a Texan. He had no accent and hardly looked the part. Well like he said, hes a city boy. I chuckled at the thought of Matt dressed like a cowboy. When I looked over at him again, he was pouting with his lip jutting out slightly. Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and laugh at the city boy, he groaned sarcastically before flashing me a toothless smile.

He really is something. Ah well. No use lingering on it anymore. I should get a move on and shower before anyone else is up.

I got up slowly and I stretched a bit before leaving for the showers. I didnt think I needed anything more than boxers and an undershirt to stay decent. Nobody would even be up now I figured.

Unfortunately, I was wrong. Right when I reached the door, I bumped into something soft and damp. It was Matt in nothing but a towel. His clothes were scattered and his pants were lying on his head a little awkwardly.

After the moment of initial shock I spluttered, Sorry there, little buddy. I didnt see you. Another moment passed and he made no effort to get up, so I offered him a hand. After he took it, he heaved awkwardly while still clutching to the towel and made it up with my support.

Once he was steady, I offered, Lemme help you with those, while bending over to pick up what I thought was his shirt. Instead, I got a handful of his boxers. Blushing a bit, I forked them over and rubbed my neck in an attempt to fight of the rouge settling there.

When I looked back at Matt, he was fiddling with his clothes and towel with yet another blush, but this time it went all the way down to his chest. My eyes acted before my brain did and traveled a little lower than was proper.

Without a word, he spun around and picked up his shirt. While he was bent over, I saw his towel drop slightly, showing a paler region of his lower back. My blush deepened in sympathetic embarrassment and my pants grew uncomfortably tight. He quickly spun around and made an awkward whimpering sound.

With that, I decided to make my exit and managed a Scuse me before hurrying away. Jesus, that was awkward, was the only thought I had while I hurried away from the scene.

Aww, such embarrassment, it does the heart good . Hope you enjoyed and review so I know you’re out there; flame if you must.