Khun Pathapee did not dare to expect anything more.
Today, he had already received more than he had ever hoped for. He had ridden in a car with Khun Tul, stayed in a beautiful room that Khun Tul had prepared, eaten meals with him, and walked along the beach without worrying about status or their roles in the real world. Khun Tul had even taken him to a bar at the hotel.
This was the best birthday trip of his life.
But his Chao-nai did not only have gifts for Khun Pathapee.
"Kiss... Kiss... Kiss..."
In the silence of the night, the sound of kisses echoed, a romantic melody witnessed only by the sky and the dark sea outside, as Kon Hin's tall body lay stretched out on the soft bed, with the mixed-heritage young man atop him, pressing down until there was no space between them. Their lips pressed tightly together, as if neither wanted to pull away.
It was a promise that Tul had made earlier.
To kiss until they were satisfied.
A kiss that was not a rush of desire.
A kiss that was not violent, with the scent of blood in the air.
This kiss was so sweet that it made the heart of the person receiving it waver.
It was a kiss that Kon Hin did not want to end.
"Khun Tul."
Kon Hin's sharp face was tinted with a faint blush, his lips swollen and bruised. His sharp eyes gleamed with tears, a result of the long, continuous kiss. His hoarse voice whispered the other’s name, a sound so gentle and sweet that Tul pressed his lips against the bruised ones once more.
"Mmm..."
The two men moaned contentedly at the sensation, their tongues tracing along the curve of the one's lips before plunging deeply into the moist cavity. They intertwined, brushing together in a rhythm that was perfectly synchronized, the sound of exchanging saliva ringing in their heads.
In that moment, Tul slowly lifted Kon Hin's shirt, pulling it up just enough to briefly separate from him, before pulling it back to expose the strong, muscular form of his companion. Before long, Kon Hin’s pants were pulled down to his ankles, revealing his naked, sturdy body, which was far from fragile.
Tul pulled back slightly to take in the body he had seen from childhood to adulthood.
"Khun Tul, don't look. I'm not worth looking at."
Kon Hin mumbled quietly, about to roll onto his side, but Tul grabbed his shoulder, turning him back to lie on his back. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile.
"I'll decide for myself whether it's worth looking at."
The rough palm was placed at the center of Kon Hin's chest, then it caressed his skin, which wasn't as fair and smooth as Napawadi’s, nor as gentle as many others, but strong and full of muscle, like someone who worked hard—something Tul preferred. It was smooth to the touch, then moved down to the center of his stomach, gently grasping the dark stubble, making Kon Hin groan.
The touch was enough to awaken something within him completely.
"Khun Tul, stop!"
Suddenly, Kon Hin cried out in protest, trying to shift his body away, as Tul's sharp face leaned down, his lips hovering just above the stiffened member, seeming ready to touch it. But Tul held his waist tightly, making Kon Hin grimace.
"Relax," Tul said.
The listener could then do nothing except lie still, allowing the other party... to lick at the tip.
"Again!"
Kon Hin had become accustomed to certain instruments being inserted into the tip of his shaft’s opening, which caused him more pain than pleasure. However, he was not at all used to the sensation of a warm tongue trailing along its length, teasing the tip, and the shapely lips touching the shaft. The soft sucking made his body tense up, and his hands gripped the bedsheet tightly, not daring to touch his Chao-nai.
A strange touch that made him moan!
Today, his Chao-nai was too gentle.
Flash.
The hot tongue attacked harder, faster. The big hand squeezed and kneaded the soft balls from both sides, kneading the growing erection until the stone tried to stop his lower body that wanted to enter into that lust. Hin's lips pressed together to hold back the cry that was about to escape from the throat.
And that made Tul...
"Don't hold back your voice. I didn't tell you to be quiet."
The half-breed young man inserted his finger into Hin's warm mouth, spreading his lips wide, rubbing the tip of his finger against the roof of his mouth, and then playing with the hot, wet tongue, flicking it with his finger until it was soaked.
And that made Hin open his mouth wide, his eyes moist, clear water flowing, staining the edge of his mouth, hot until his whole body shook violently.
"Eek... Khun Tul... grab... kiss...
Hin couldn't stop his lips from sucking on the other person's fingers. He sucked at the same pace as Khun Tul was using his mouth, doing the same thing Khun Tul did until the soaked fingers were pulled out and... rubbed Hin's narrow passage.
Of course, the person below was startled, but even more startled because the lips moved lower than that as well.
Grab!
"Yes... Khun Tul!!!"
Hin screamed in panic when both of his feet were pushed up high until his hips were prominently raised above the bed, exposing all parts for the other person to see. As the shame mixed with passion gripped his heart, so did the confusion of not knowing what her master was planning to do, together creating an extremely arousing excitement.
Then....
Slap!
The tip of the hot tongue licked Hin's dark ring until the stone bit his lip until it bled.
"Eek, ha, hack, hack... Khun Tul!"
The tingling sensation spread throughout Hin's body. His shaft throbbed. His deep voice moaned in excitement. He was both scared and excited. But his Chao-nai still chose to insert his tongue deeper.
The sensation, leaving him drenched, made Kon Hin feel both embarrassed, shy, and nervous... Hin’s hips arched to receive Tul willingly though.
He couldn't stand this kind of tenderness.
The tip was so hard that it released clear liquid all over his shaft. Clear tears coated his eyes, looking like they would fall down at any moment.
Yes, I want you, Tul, so much that I am shocked.
Whoosh
"Huh huh huh"
"You're squeezing me so hard. Do you like me doing this?"
Tul’s slender fingers slid deep inside, and that made Kon Hin open his mouth and groan. He heard a deep, hoarse voice. Then Tul thrust his fingers faster and harder until the sound of his palms hitting his cheeks was a lewd rhythm, causing the person receiving it to groan nonstop.
“At first I intended to do it to you, but oh well.”
Kon Hin opened his eyes to look at the other person and met his hot eyes staring at him. His sharp face was tense and stern as if his mouth said he couldn’t stand it. Just by glancing down for a moment, he saw Tul's large, hard member, which was being slowly but arousingly rubbed against the narrow passage.
Khun Tul used to do it willfully, and Kon Hin was used to that. When Tul did this though… Hin almost died.
Therefore, his close friend whispered hoarsely. "I want you to do it, Tul."
"I'll do it anyway if you don't tell me."
Tul didn't add that the expression on his close friend's face at this time also made his emotions surge as well.
A sharp face soaked with sweat, red cheeks with blood that gathered together on his face, sharp eyes that everyone said were loyal were soaked with tears, red lips that were bruised and wet with saliva that covered them, and a body that opened wide to respond to his touch without hesitation.
He was the only one who saw this image.
And that...
Swoop.
Huh!!!
Kon Hin flinched with all his might when the intense heat entered deep into him all the way, thrusting into his inner pleasure point until he couldn't help but moan. The two hands that tried to hold it in accidentally hugged the other person's neck, pushing himself to respond to the hot fire that was inserted, it was so tingling that he could almost see the light behind his eyes.
Just with you, Tul, putting it in, it seems like it’s already finished.
“Hook your legs around my waist,” a low growl whispered in his ear, causing the rock to open its legs to wrap around the other person’s waist.
“Tul, can you move faster?”
“Do you want to?” Tul asked in a hoarse voice.
"Yes," Hin replied without any shame, because the hot rod left inside was driving him crazy.
The stone wanted his Chao-nai to move hard like every time, and that.....
Whoosh.
"Sobbing, Khun Tul, Big, sob, ha..."
The close friend groaned incoherently when the hot rod slammed into his insides.
His Chao-nai knew well where his body was sensitive, so every time it thrust itself in, the heat would rub and penetrate deep inside until his hair stood on end. He hugged the other person tightly, panting until his body shook. All he could do was rub his hot rod against the other person's stomach that was pressed together until they were very close.
"Have I ever told you that I like being inside you?" Tul asked.
"No, no, oh, oh."
"Then you should know that I'm crazy for it!" Tul roared, his slim waist moving faster.
Even though he had been doing this to the stone for years, it was never enough. He never got tired of inserting himself into this tight embrace, hugging the strong body that was almost no different from his tightly, making Hin cry with tears in a way that everyone in the house and the university had never seen.
I like it when he cums and squeezes me hard.
"I... don't know... again..."
"Then you know!"
Swoop, swoop!
“Ugh! Khun Tul, eek! Khun Tul, hooray!” The rock could only moan as the hot shaft thrust in with a faster, heavier rhythm, slamming in until the sound of flesh hitting flesh was heard. Sweat covered both bodies. All they could do was arch their bodies to receive the other person, hugging their necks, not wanting this happiness to end.
The rock felt that he was loved.
Even though Khun Tul thought it was a way to release his desires, the rock thought that every time he was embraced, every time he was kissed, every time the hot shaft thrust in, was the time he received love from the other person.
The temperature in the room rose steadily, as did the sound of the quality bed supporting his weight.
The two of them rubbed against the wrinkled sheets. The smell of lust filled the air, mixed with the smell of body odor and sweat. The moans of the two men covered the whistling sound of the sea breeze outside.
Time and time again, Tul thrust in, and even though he wanted to extend the time longer...
Grab!
"Khun Tul!!!"
The rock exploded with desire all over his strong stomach. And the force of the squeeze made Tul rush his body closer, thrusting deep inside with a heavy rhythm. Not long after, the half-breed man quickly pulled his body out and released every drop of emotion until it stained the stomach of his close friend, mixed with the other's love juice until he didn't know whose juice was whose.
"Hough, Hough, Hough..."
In the luxurious room, there was only the sound of both people's breaths that were in unison. Then Tul turned to look at the clock next to the bed.
"Happy birthday"
It was already past midnight.
The words of gratitude that made Kon Hin’s tears fall in a stream were whispered softly.
"Thank you for the gift, Khun Tul."
This birthday, Kon Hin received the best gift... the embrace of his Chao-nai who held him tightly and wouldn’t let go.
Please, don’t let me go. Please, let me stay here forever.
If Kon Hin could make a wish to the heavens, he would ask for time to stop... the time when he had this person, even if it were only for a brief moment.
Kon Hin wasn’t sure how long he had slept. Maybe it was just ten minutes, an hour, or even more. But the feeling of contentment woke the young man, who should have been asleep from exhaustion, in the still of the night, in his Chao-nai’s arms.
The young man blinked, even though he had just fallen asleep not long ago, but didn’t feel tired at all. On the contrary, he felt incredibly refreshed, even though he had left the Metthanun mansion early in the morning, driven for hours, eaten, walked around, and barely stopped to rest. He had also been engaged in continuous sex, which should have made him exhausted, yet he felt so good it was as though he had slept for ten straight hours.
And the first thing he saw only fueled his energy even more... the sharp, handsome face of the person who was deeply asleep.
When Tul slept, he often unknowingly nestled his face against Kon Hin's chest, but now, Tul had wrapped his arms around Kon Hin's bare waist, his sharp face resting on the soft pillow, his eyelids closed tightly. His breathing was even and regular, indicating a deep sleep, which made the birthday boy even more awake. A smile spread slowly across his lips... little by little... until it became a wide grin, his eyes sparkling.
Yes, he was happy... perhaps even too happy.
Kon Hin wanted to reach out his hand to touch the sharp face, but he wasn't brave enough, afraid the other person might wake up. Even just looking at the other's face, he felt an unusual sense of happiness.
Tonight, they did not have sexual sadism, which Kon Hin admitted was a new feeling, even to the point of being stunned. He felt really good though. It was fulfilling, complete. His heart swayed as if an invisible hand was shaking it repeatedly. The tighter Khun Tul held him, the better he felt.
Even though his heart knew that Khun Tul would never be his, just as he was Khun Tul's, this alone was enough for him to keep it in his sweet dreams for the rest of his life.
His sharp eyes looked from the thick eyebrows, the eyelids tightly closed, the sharp nose of someone with Western descent, to the sharp jawline, which, even in the dark, stood out, giving a feeling of awe. Kon Hin looked at that face with eyes he didn’t dare to reveal to anyone... completely in love, heart and soul.
Khun Tul, do you know what the most precious gift I received from you is?
He asked in his heart, well aware that the other person could never read his mind and answer his question. That was what made Kon Hin smile widely though, his eyes shining with both happiness and sorrow at the same time. His hand, which had not dared to touch the sharp face, reached out to carefully touch the cheek, using his knuckle to gently caress with great affection. His eyes sparkled sweetly, and his trembling lips spoke the answer.
"To be born to love you."
Plop.
Kon Hin did not think he would cry, but at the moment when that sentence slipped out of his lips, clear tears welled up from his eyes and soaked into the soft pillow without a sob. Only this heart knew how the owner felt when he said it.
No matter how much pain he had to endure, Kon Hin didn't care, as long as he could stay beside this person.
I don’t need anything, I don't need to be repaid, just as long as you allow this man to love you, that is enough.
Kon Hin whispered to the cold darkness. Tears welled up even more from his eyes. His heart sobbed without a sound, knowing well that there was no way he would ever receive love in return. He knew it was only one-sided love. He knew that this heart would never be fulfilled.
It was okay though. As long as he could love, he was content.
The young man wanted to blame it on the emotions from his birthday, or maybe it was because of the tenderness he had never received before that he dared to bury his face into the wide chest, something he normally wouldn’t dare to do. He inhaled the scent of the other person and felt the temperature against his skin.
The closeness made the birthday boy mumble once more, in a voice soft, so very soft. "I love you."
I love you.
Although in reality, it was no louder than a whisper, in Pathapee's heart, it was no different from the roar of a scream, a feeling he knew how long he had been carrying.
Grasp.
Gasp!
It was at that moment that Kon Hin jumped, his tears almost completely dried up. The hand that had been resting on his waist tightened, pulling him into a firm embrace. That wasn’t all, the long legs draped over, coiling around his bare limbs, as though he were nothing more than a soft pillow. The sharp face buried deeper into Hin's wide chest, and his body became as stiff as a log. Hin's heart pounded so loudly that he couldn’t hear anything at all.
He was afraid his Chao-nai would hear… afraid that he wouldn't be allowed to…
"…Khun Tul."
Even though the breath brushing against his ear remained in the same rhythm, Kon Hin held his breath and called out uncertainly. The only response was…
…
Silence.
That was it. Kon Hin sighed in relief. He tried to move away from the embrace, but he was held too tightly, so he just let it be and thought that, anyway, he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.
The warm embrace in the room with the air conditioner set to a cool temperature, inhaling the familiar scent of the other’s body, and the best place to lean back, lulled the person who thought he was wide awake to slowly close his eyes, yawning slightly. The drowsiness and comfort crept in slowly until, in the end, he closed his eyes.
Since Khun Tul told him to indulge himself a little more, he decided to follow the order his Chao-nai gave... it must be fine, right?
Pathapee returned to slumber easily, unlike… someone else.
Although the room was completely silent, unlike a few hours ago, and only the sound of the air conditioner remained, the mixed-heritage young man, who seemed to be yearning for a pillow to hold onto, opened his eyes in the darkness.
Tul did not look at the person in his arms, but instead gazed out toward the balcony door, staring at the still evening sky, while pondering over what he had heard, clear in both ears.
He knew well in his heart, but hearing it so clearly had a tremendous emotional impact.
The young man wasn’t sure what exactly this feeling was. He felt strange in his chest—burning, sweet, making the muscle beat off-rhythm, something neither anger nor resentment. Though he had always known that Kon Hin was the comfort he couldn’t do without, love…
“You must be the saddest person in the world, born to love someone like me.”
While Kon Hin whispered in a faint voice, Tul’s own was nearly inaudible as well.
His large hand slid to gently caress the jet-black hair, then slipped into the strands, squeezing softly to avoid waking the other. Then he pressed the familiar face into the crook of his neck, while his other arm wrapped tightly around the waist that was by no means delicate.
Though Tul saw love as merely a false concept humans had created, Kon Hin’s words of love were deeply engraved into the heart of the cold-hearted man, who had only thought of revenge since childhood.
Perhaps it was because the person he hated most, his grandmother, had already passed away. His mind must have become delusional, finding pleasure in the words Kon Hin had spoken.
This thought caused the grim expression to slowly fade, and the lips, which usually feigned a slight smile, curved into a wider, gentler smile, more at ease, and… happier.
Tul told himself that although love sounded bothersome, if it allowed Kon Hin to remain the comfort by his side, why should he not let it continue?
The tall figure let his thoughts drift and closed his eyes once more.
He would not think too much beyond being content that Kon Hin was still here.
So, on this night, two men who could not be separated embraced tightly.
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