Elevator Secrets

It's Tuesday. 10:30 A.M. Richard could have been enjoying the sandwich that he made for himself that morning. Instead, he and Matthew were helping a senior girl in a wheelchair get onto the elevator to go upstairs.
Well, Richard wasn't technically helping. He was holding the elevator door for the girl as Matthew struggled to get the wheelchair into the elevator shaft.
He could be eating his sandwich right now. But Richard didn't really mind.
"Can you please make yourself useful and lift the left wheel for a second?" Matthew groaned in Richard's general direction.
Richard smirked and replied, "I told you I was coming for the ride. Free labor was not included in our agreement."
Matthew stopped and glared at Richard, who was leaning against the wall and drinking his iced coffee. After a few seconds, Richard dramatically sighed and set his coffee on the ground. He lifted up the wheel and Matthew swiftly pulled the wheelchair in. Richard picked up his drink and boarded the crowded elevator.
"Thank you sooooo much Mr. Hanson! This means a lot to me." The girl in the wheelchair
flipped her hair off her shoulder and gave Matthew the most seductive look Richard had ever seen from a high schooler.
"No problem Chelsey, I know you have been having some issues getting around in the wheelchair." Matthew smiled and winked at her. Richard silently watched this interaction, feeling like he was intruding.
No, Richard thought. You are being ridiculous. There is nothing to be intruding upon.
"I was in a wheelchair for my freshman year of college-" Richard started.
   "So what are you doing over Christmas break, Mr. Hanson?" Chelsey completely ignored Richard and began flirting again.
   "Just the usual, hang out with this loser here and grade papers," Matthew pointed to Richard and laughed.
   "Well, if you have any free nights, you should give me a call," Chelsey winked at Matthew and giggled in her trademark high-pitched laugh. Matthew smirked and returned the wink. He leaned closer to her ear and replied with a husky, "Maybe I will." Richard could feel his blood pressure rising.
  Chelsey giggled again and rolled out of the elevator, which had opened at the second floor a few seconds ago. She turned and gave Matthew one last wave before entering her classroom.
Matthew backed into the elevator once again and pressed the button for the ground floor. At first, the doors didn't shut. Matthew pressed the button again, and still the doors refused to close. Richard, who was already in bad mood, roughly pushed a startled Matthew aside. Richard slammed on the button so forcefully that Matthew thought he broke it. However, the old elevator doors reluctantly creaked shut and they began to descend.
    "What the hell? Why did you just punch the elevator button like that?" Matthew asked.
"Why did you just flirt with an 18 year old girl?" Richard shot back.
"What? That wasn't flirting! How is helping a handicapped girl into an elevator considered to be flirting?" Matthew laughed.
"You just told her that you will call her if you don't have any plans over break. That is the definition of flirting." Richard gritted his teeth and stared at the closed elevator doors, refusing to look in Matthew's direction.
Matthew opened his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by a sudden lurch of the elevator. The lights suddenly went out, leaving the two teachers in complete darkness.
"Shit." Matthew could hear Richard breathing heavily.
"Why did you have to slam on the elevator button so hard? You broke the entire fucking elevator." Matthew muttered as he groped around in the darkness to find the emergency light panel. Richard snorted and said, "Are you actually blaming me for this? Slamming on the elevator button wouldn't cause the whole thing to break down." Richard heard a click and the small emergency light flickered on. He let out a small sigh of relief. He really hated being in the dark. Not that he would ever admit that to Matthew.
After a few seconds, Matthew looked over at Richard and said, "I wasn't going to screw her, if that's what you are worried about."
Richard laughed and shot back, "Honestly, I don't give a fuck whether you do or you don't. It's none of my concern." Richard took out his cell phone and tried to call someone, but there was no signal. He sighed and shoved his phone back into his pocket.
"You obviously do care, since you are acting like an ass. I'm not going to screw a high schooler. The fact that you would even think that low of me-"
"Can you stop?" Richard suddenly hissed. "We have more important things to talk about. Like how we are going to get out of here."
Richard started trying to open the elevator doors with his hands. Amused, Matthew picked up the iced coffee and took a sip from it. He noticed that the straw tasted a bit like Richard's peppermint gum.
Richard continued to try to pry the elevator doors open. Failing to do so, he backed away and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was getting really overheated, and he knew that it wasn't going to get any cooler in the elevator shaft. Quickly, he unbuttoned his dress shirt and took it off, exposing a tight white t-shirt underneath. Matthew froze, his eyes traveling over the shirt, which revealed a six pack and huge biceps that were normally concealed otherwise. Richard felt Matthew's eyes on him, and he smirked. Maybe he wasn't into that high schooler after all.
They stayed silent for a few moments. Matthew was debating whether or not to lighten the mood by complimenting his abundance of muscles. No! Matthew's conscience screamed at him. Are you trying to make him hate you? Matthew shook his head and kept his mouth shut.
Suddenly, words that Matthew never would have expected tumbled out of Richard's mouth.
"Get on your knees in front of me."
"What?" Matthew choked on the iced coffee and he felt his mouth go dry.
Richard rolled his eyes and pointed at the ceiling. Still bewildered, Matthew glanced up and saw in the dim light the shiny handle of a roof hatch. A large lock kept it shut. Matthew's eyes widened.
"Oh...oh shit. I'm sorry. I thought-"
"Yeah, I know what you thought," Richard spat. "Get on your knees."
As Matthew turned to put the coffee down on the floor, Richard allowed himself to reveal the grin that he had been trying to conceal. When Matthew turned back toward him, however, the smirk was gone as quickly as it appeared.
  Awkwardly, Matthew kneeled on the ground and allowed Richard to climb onto his shoulders. Richard pulled a bunch of keys off of his belt, hoping that one of the various keys could unlock the hatch.
Matthew knew that his face was red, and was determined not to make this any more uncomfortable than it already was. Matthew stood up quickly with Richard perched on top of his shoulders. His plans to be as normal as possible screeched to a complete halt when he heard a loud bang and his face turned even redder.
"Fuck, Richard! Was that-"
"My head? Yes. Yes it was. Thanks for standing up so quickly." Richard groaned and tried to shake off the sudden dizziness that overcame him.
"Are you okay? Do you need to come down?"
"I'm fine, Matt. Take a step to your left."
Matthew shuffled over to the left, situating Richard right underneath the elevator roof hatch.
"Okay," said Richard slowly. "Now stay perfectly still so I can try to unlock this thing-"
Matthew felt Richard slowly begin to lean farther and farther back.
"Okay, that's good...um...shit I'm falling backwards-"
Without thinking, Matthew quickly reached up and grabbed Richard's thighs, dragging him back upright and steadying him. It took a few seconds for Matthew to realize how close to Richard's crotch his hands were. Richard, however, noticed right away.
"Thanks," Richard muttered under his breath.
"No problem."
A few long and uncomfortable second passed by. Richard then shook his head and once again directed Matthew underneath the roof hatch.
"Don't fall this time, I might not catch you," Matthew teased. Richard smiled and once again began trying to reach the hatch.
Matthew stood as still as he possibly could, going over in his head what just happened. It couldn't have just been awkward for him, could it? After all, Richard was the one who just had his thighs groped. But why did he seem so unfazed? Matthew frowned. Maybe all of the signals he had gotten over the past few years were misinterpreted.
   That is, that was Matthew's fear until IT happened.
   As Matthew stood there, he slowly became aware of something pressing into the back of his neck. At first it wasn't noticeable, but as Richard shifted around while still trying to fit one of his many keys into the keyhole, it became harder to ignore.
"Richard?"
"Yeah?"
"Can you maybe take your keys out of your pocket? They are starting to dig into my neck."
"What are you talking about? My keys are in my hand-"
Matthew felt Richard suddenly freeze and become completely rigid. Richard swallowed and his face became about as red as Matthew's.
"Um...that's not my keys, Matt."
Matthew's eyebrows furrowed momentarily, then shot up as realization hit him. He stumbled back, causing Richard to lose his balance. Before Matthew could sturdy himself, they both collapsed to the floor, Richard on top of Matthew. They were both breathing heavily, partially due to falling, partially due to the position that they were currently in. They stayed that way for a few seconds, staring at each other.
Matthew was the first to break away from the trance that they were both in. He shoved Richard off of him and stood up, brushing himself off. Confused, Richard stood up too. He opened his mouth to say something, but Matthew cut him off.
"What the fuck? What was that? You act like you hate me and then you get a fucking boner from sitting on my shoulders?" Matthew yelled.
"To be fair, you almost grabbed onto my dick when I was losing my balance,"
Richard pointed out.
"I don't care. You are married, to a woman, and you have a kid. You can't do that." Richard stepped closer and closer to Matthew, who continued to back up until he was in the corner of the elevator. Richard put his arms out, blocking Matthew from escaping. He leaned in closer to Matthew's face and whispered, "Even if I'm in love you?"
Matthew gasped and shoved Richard away. "In love with me? Where did that come from? You aren't serious-"
Matthew was interrupted by Richard slamming his lips against his.