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Perspective Chôoe-Tǎem
“Âi'Ker, Âi'Ker, stop at this shop for a bit.”
“What? Pants?”
Today I was going to treat my Rahad Nông along with Âi'Ker's group. But because there was still some time left, we came out to walk around the market not too far from the university. Since we would probably get home late, cooking wouldn't be on time. Finding some ready-made food for Phîi Khǎi to eat should be fine. But before getting anything to take home, my eyes suddenly got caught on a clothing shop that had short pants hung all over the front, both for young women and young men.
“Fifty Baht each, Chá. You can stop and look first. Straight from the factory.”
The Aunt selling them was shouting to call customers passing by, of which there were quite a few already rummaging through. Until I squeezed through the people to take a look too.
“Aren't they too short, wá, for you (mueng)?”
I rummaged and got out three or four pairs, but Âi'Ker pulled them right into his line of sight, then bent down to look at my lower region, critiquing without consideration.
“I (kuu) think your (mueng) butt will definitely show.”
“How do you (mueng) not know that's why I'm buying them?”
"Huh! Ohhhhh, don't tell me..."
Smack.
“That hurts, man.” I ignored him, even though I pushed Âi'Ker's face away. While bending down to look at the light blue and green pants, it was obvious they were a young woman's cut, because the pant legs flared out. Plus, their shortness was probably something no young man would dare to wear. They could be called shorter than boxers. I was spreading them out to check the waistband elasticity, check the seams, check that the crotch wasn't torn, and then handed them to the selling Aunt.
“Buying for your romantic partner or your junior?”
But the shop-owner-Aunt's words made my face burn fiercely.
“He's not buying them for a romantic partner, but...Shh!”
I barely managed to clamp my hand over Âi'Ker's mouth in time, glaring at him. But the Aunt's eyes were already wide, looking back and forth between me and Âi'Ker, before giving a dry smile. She probably thought a gay couple was standing in front of her, so she didn't say anything more. Just took the money, gave change. I quickly took the bag with the change, then dragged my friend out of the shop.
“Were you (mueng) going to shout for your (mueng) Phôo or what, wá!?”
“My (kuu) Phôo died. Shouting, he wouldn't hear anyway.”
I bared my teeth at my crazy friend, then stuffed the bag into my backpack quickly. Not caring that Âi'Ker would come point and ask why I bought so many pairs of short pants. Come on, does everyone have to know or not, wá, that I bought pants to wear? Who would buy pants to use as a tablecloth? But I wear them because there's a purpose!
The short pants that Mâe bought for me... got used so often they've worn out.
Flop.
I lifted my hands to cover my face, because just thinking about it was so embarrassing I almost wanted to dig into the ground and escape.
Nowadays, when I wear very short pants, Phîi Khǎi knows it's the green light signal that tonight is a go. And that last time I wore them, I don't know if they were used too often or what, washed until they were worn out. When I lifted my leg, I heard the sound of the fabric going rip. After that, you can probably guess, right, that they couldn't be worn anymore.
That's why I had to muster courage, thick-faced, to find a new pair to replace the green light signal!
Who would dare tell Âi'Ker this, wá?
It's been over a week, hasn't it, since that pair of pants tore.
I was standing in the bedroom, reminiscing about the incident that happened along with the rip sound, then looked at my own reflection in the mirror which made my body burn hot. The new pair of pants I bought were very short, shorter than the old pair too. Until I didn't know how young women could wear them like this. If I bent over, you'd definitely see my butt crack. But not wearing them wasn't an option.
Since Phîi Khǎi felt guilty about tearing my pants, he hasn't dared to do anything for over a week. I myself am a young man full of needs.
“Fine, wá!”
Splash, splash... splash.
I turned to look at the bathroom upon hearing the sound of water hitting the floor, took a deep breath, and then decided to walk over and open the door as quietly as possible. Luckily, Phîi Khǎi doesn't usually lock the bathroom door. So I... saw it full on.
I saw my own romantic partner pleasuring himself!
“Chôoe-Tǎem!” He also called out to me in shock, even though the evidence was still in his hand, his sharp eyes widening. But I didn't meet his gaze. I looked down at the large, growing part, and Phîi Khǎi was stroking it until his body was soaking wet. I didn't know if it was wet from the shower or wet with sweat. But suddenly....
“Phîi Khǎi! Your (mueng) romantic partner is right here, a whole person! Why go pleasure yourself! If you want to do it, why not tell Tǎem!”
I pushed his chest, crying out and asking with a feeling of neglect, biting my own lip, looking at my romantic partner's face.
“I (chǎn) was afraid I'd accidentally be too rough.”
“That time wasn't rough. That time, my pants were just worn out. Just used until worn out. It wasn't Phîi Khǎi, an elephant-strength person, yanking them until they tore a little!” I argued, my face dark red, because had he forgotten that I wasn't a young woman with a delicate body? I am a whole young man, harder to break than that by a lot. But when looking at Phîi Khǎi's troubled expression...
Slam!
“Chôoe-Tǎem, wait!”
“No more waiting!”
I pushed Phîi Khǎi until his back hit the bathroom wall, then knelt down. After that, I took hold of that giant-sized sausage with my palm, looked up at the person stopping me, even though the thing in my hand was very hard, very hot, until I thought Phîi Khǎi must be in pain too.
“Phîi Khǎi wants me to suck it, right? Next time, don't imagine. I can do it!” I cried out. After that, I didn't hesitate at all to open my mouth and quickly take it into my warm oral cavity.
At first, I wasn't used to its taste at all, because it was salty, fishy. Maybe because Phîi Khǎi had stroked himself almost to completion. So I got the taste of the pre-cum fluid flowing down my throat. But it didn't make me stop. The tip of my tongue felt the heat, the ridges of the head, and the hard, tense veins around the strong part. I didn't know what I should do, because I had never used my mouth for him before. But I could do it.
I could do it for my romantic partner. And it had to be better than in Phîi Khǎi's imagination too!
So we can stop being considerate of each other finally!
Slurp.. slurp
I started sucking the fleshy shaft forcefully. In the fics Phîi Khǎi writes, it says to be careful of teeth. So I tried to be careful of my teeth to the best of my ability, and then used my lips to wrap around the burning hot part. I couldn't push it very far into my throat before feeling choked. So I used my hand to help hold the base. After that, I moved my mouth up and down slowly, letting my tongue slide along the length of the shaft.
At first, I thought it would be harder than this. But as long as Phîi Khǎi didn't push all the way to the back of my throat, I think I could manage.
Slurp.. slurp... smack.
I heard the sound of my mouth sucking on Khǎi's shaft very loudly, and it echoed all around the bathroom. Especially since Phîi Khǎi had turned off the shower water. Until my face burned hot, and the heat was spreading all over my body. But I didn't stop. I found that sucking him... was quite enjoyable.
“Mmphhh.”
I protested softly when he grabbed my cheek, acting like he wanted to push in deeper. But this was the limit of my throat, and I probably wasn't skilled enough to take it deeper than that. Could only look at Phîi Khǎi with watery, pleading eyes.
Gulp.
Groan.
Phîi Khǎi was leaning back against the wall while biting his lip. One of his hands was clenched tightly. His pair of sharp eyes closed. His expression looked more pained than when he was pleasuring himself.
So I wrapped my lips tighter.
“Ugh, mmm!” He groaned, humming in his throat.
So I sucked harder.
“Mmmmm.” I saw his stomach muscles tense into a ridge.
Even though Phîi Khǎi didn't say, I thought he must be very sensitive. Therefore, I used the hand holding the base to stroke forcefully. Phîi Khǎi groaned even louder. He was letting out moans now. His expression was contorted, he was panting heavily, his whole body was tense, until I thought I was on the right track.
“Chôoe-Tǎem, I (chǎn)... can't hold on.” He confessed.
But I didn't stop. I felt good that I could make him get to this point. I could feel the shaft in my mouth starting to twitch. And then I moved harder, faster, sucking him strongly until my hips lifted.
I heard the low moans that barely left any rhythm, echoing back and forth in the bathroom. Until I myself… wanted until it was agonizing.
This part was what he always gave happiness to me with.
“Chôoe-Tǎem, Chôoe-Tǎem.... more, enough, enough for now. If it's more than this...”
I instead didn't stop. I kept sucking it, stroking it with my hand, listening to the deep groans. And then he couldn't endure it.
“Ooooh.” I cried out in my throat at the top of my voice when Phîi Khǎi thrust his body in deeper. After that, he thrust his hips into my mouth repeatedly, until I myself could barely breathe. My tongue tasted the fishy fluid that was brimming out more and more, until I had to open my mouth and use my lips to rub back and forth on the tip. Phîi Khǎi himself was thrusting his waist, seeking me.
Splurt.
“Hah, hah, hack.”
A not insignificant amount of cloudy white liquid gushed into my mouth, smeared all over my lips, while Khǎi panted as if he was about to lose all strength.
Flop.
“I'm sorry, I (chǎn) am sorry. Are you okay?” Phîi Khǎi quickly grabbed hold of me, even though he was panting heavily. But I still didn't stand up. I let myself drop to sit on his legs on the floor, then looked up at him with tears.
“I (chǎn) am sorry.” He groaned out regretfully. But no, I wasn't crying because of reasons like disgust or anything like that. But...
“Phîi Khǎi... I want, want, can't hold on anymore.”
I used my mouth and face smeared with cloudy white liquid to whisper with a trembling voice, clutching the lower part of my body. Because it was so hard it was pushing the tip out through the wide pant legs, and I sobbed in my throat because the passageway in the back was clenching rapidly, feeling like it wanted this part inside more than in my mouth. And that....
Twitch.
I saw that the part that should be limp and exhausted had become hard and erect again.
“Come here.” Phîi Khǎi yanked me over immediately. Then he quickly pulled the new pair of pants down to the floor, until I myself accidentally pushed my hips back, opening the way for him easily. Both hands held onto the wall.
“Phîi Khǎi... fast, fast, I.... want.”
I whispered shamelessly. But I couldn't hold on anymore. I wanted to become one with him quickly. Especially after seeing Phîi Khǎi's expression like that. Until I arched my hips up, used them to rub against the burning hot part, and then startled myself. My heart beat strongly. The hand gripping the wall held tight. And then...
Gasp!
It was entering. The hot Phîi part that was pushing into my narrow passageway. I felt it pushing through the walls, scraping against every side of the warm walls, until I accidentally stood on tiptoe, closed my eyes tightly, savoring the feeling when I and Phîi Khǎi became one.
It was more than sex. Phîi Khǎi made me addicted to the feeling when we had something together. Because I could perceive the tenderness he had for me.
“Phîi Khǎi, Phîi Khǎi...” I called out to him, and then got a sweet kiss as a reward. He didn't care at all that my mouth was full of fishy fluid. Phîi Khǎi kissed me like I was the most precious thing in his life, while thrusting his body in until it was all the way.
Thrust.
Phîi Khǎi started moving then, while I groaned loudly in my throat, before startling and gasping when he just thrusting in rubbed against a sensitive spot inside my body. It felt so good until I moved my hips to meet him.
“Chôoe-Tǎem, ah, Chôoe-Tǎem.”
He groaned, calling my name, holding me tightly. After that, Phîi Khǎi moved his body in faster, letting me perceive the shape of the large fleshy shaft hitting in every time. I tried to grab and hold Phîi Khǎi's hand, panting until trembling, sensitive until my hips lifted. One of my legs was lifted by Phîi Khǎi, and then he started pounding into me repeatedly, fast until I almost blacked out.
“Ah, ah, hah, good, Phîi Khǎi, good, so good.”
I groaned with a trembling voice, my whole body shaking, while the sounds of our moans echoed all around the bathroom. Phîi Khǎi himself was pounding into me in a rhythm that almost made me lose my breath.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh further aroused my emotions. I wanted him so much that I tried to reach out and ask for a kiss. Phîi Khǎi also gave it willingly.
I felt good, but my limbs were weak as well.
Flop.
“Ah!!!” I groaned at the top of my voice when Phîi Khǎi grabbed my hips, and then he flipped me over to face him, thrusting his body in to its full length, pushing until my back was pressed tightly against the bathroom wall. After that, he started thrusting his body in heavily.
“Deep... too deep, no, not, deep, it's deep.”
The position of being held until my body was floating made that part thrust in so deep that I screamed out, holding Phîi Khǎi's neck tightly, while moving my body to meet his rhythm. I almost didn't touch the front part of my body at all. But I knew that I was about to finish, until I had to kiss Phîi Khǎi's mouth, unable to hold on.
“Ah, hah!!!”
Splurt.
I released all over his stomach. But Phîi Khǎi wasn't finished yet. Phîi Khǎi held me tightly, thrusting his body into me several more times, and then he tried to hold himself back, stop for now.
“Let me continue... let me (chǎn) continue.”
“Hack, hack, hack, ooh, ooh, continue... continue right away. I can take it. Do what you (mueng)... want to do.” I told him with a trembling voice, and then almost hugged his neck tightly because Phîi Khǎi started walking while still holding me. That thing was still stuck in my butt, and he headed straight for the wide bedroom, aiming right for the bed, then slowly laid me down without fear of the bed getting wet.
“You are too sexy. I (chǎn) am going crazy.” Phîi Khǎi told me. And then...
Thrust.
“Ah!!! Gasp, ooh, Phîi Khǎi, Phîi Khǎi.”
I cried out at the top of my voice when he spread my feet apart. Phîi Khǎi was still standing at the foot of the bed, while holding my waist until it lifted above the bed. And then he put it in without restraint. Not rough until it hurt, but very good, until I also twisted my body, arousing on the soft bed, panting heavily.
“Still not enough. Not yet.”
Phîi Khǎi growled, and then he clenched his jaw tightly, while I looked at him slowly through blurred vision, looked through a curtain of tears until I saw the young man who wanted me so much he was almost going insane.
Phîi Khǎi's face was filled with desire. This, right, is what's called craving and Lust.
The smell of sex wafted all around the room. But I didn't run away, wasn't afraid, tried to grab his neck to make him lower himself to straddle and press down on me, and then thrust my hips to meet him.
“Me too... not enough.”
“I (chǎn) love you, Chôoe-Tǎem.”
“Ooh, ooh, same, same, I also... loves, hah!!!” I trembled and gasped when he started going deep again, until I could only close my eyes, letting Phîi Khǎi do as he wished, which seemed to match my own wishes too.
Flip.
Phîi Khǎi flipped me over onto my stomach again, and then he followed. His warm mouth pressed kisses along my back until I shivered sensitively. My legs trembled, my waist had almost no strength. But I didn't stop moving to meet his rhythm. I felt the muscles inside me squeezing him tightly, squeezing him very tightly, until Phîi Khǎi groaned loudly.
I didn't know how long we did it like this. But then Phîi Khǎi thrust his body in repeatedly.
Suddenly, I closed my eyes because I myself was close, feeling like I was going to die. I understood the phrase 'dying on top' vividly, and then screamed out when hot fluid sprayed inside, followed by a strong, tight embrace that held me firmly.
“Amazing.”
I still didn't have the strength to reply, still lying there panting like that, until I felt better.
“Better than... in your (mueng) brain or not?”
Phîi Khǎi pressed a kiss to my sweaty temple, and then he answered in a strong voice.
“The real thing is better until that can't compare at all.” I closed my eyes with a weak smile, was pulled to lie on top of Phîi Khǎi's chest, until I had to whisper to him with the courage I had at this moment.
“Even if I don't wear short pants, if Phîi Khǎi wants, you (mueng) can ask me anytime, Khráp. We are romantic partners, Khráp.” Phîi Khǎi held me tightly, and then he moved inside me again. This time slowly, gently, and full of affectionate feeling, until I myself moaned softly, feeling good with the part connecting us.
“What if right now I (chǎn) ask.”
“Then give it right here.”
Phîi Khǎi laughed with a hoarse voice, and then he started moving again. As for me, I held him, responding to the desire that was more than just physical. Because of love, that's why I want to express more than this. And I was even more pleased that he knew the real thing was much better than what he thought in his head.
You see, even though that was also me, I still want him to hold the real me more.
“I love you (mueng), Khráp.”
“I (chǎn) also love you.”
See? Telling each other 'I love you' like this is the best. But, Phîi Khǎi is starting to thrust into me hard again, you know!
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