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Perspective Gok
“Ph...Phîi Pong.... Ugh... No, I do not want it... Again..."
“Do not touch, Ná Khrap. Today, I ask for it."
“Huuuuu, Gok wants... to finish... want...”
I am dying, I am dying!! I am really dying!!
This time, I am not exaggerating at all. If you ask what I am doing, I am not being held at knifepoint or gunpoint, or playing with a microwave bomb, but the truth is I am so aroused that I am dying. My front is very wet, it is almost exploding with condensed milk overflowing on the coffee table, but I cannot do it!
And because I cannot do it, I feel like I am dying.
Damn it! As for what I'm doing right now... I'm lying there arching my ass for a guy, just like what I cursed.
If I knew that cursing a dog would come back to me like this, I promise I would not curse it. Because I am not just arching my backside normally, I am arching on a.... glass table.
Yes, the coffee table in front of the sofa in Phîi Pong's room. As for the posture... Huuuu
I am embarrassed.
I go up to sit on the glass table with my whole body, placing both hands on the table as if bowing, with my head resting on the back of my hands. However... I arch my backside up towards the sky, with Phîi Pong's hands parting both sides of my butt, until I see the juicy donut glistening inside. Besides that, Phîi Pong might not like savory things. He... ties my sausage with a ribbon.
Yes, I cannot finish because I am tied up!
Being tied up alone might not be a big deal, but Phîi Pong, he does not just part the pudding for fun. He is parting it to really eat the donut hole.
“Ah ha... Huuuu... Ph...Phîi Pong.
I cannot stop moaning, tears streaming down, when I feel the moisture licking down on my narrow channel. Phîi Pong does not just lick there, but he spreads to the surrounding edges, both the inner thighs, the butt, the crevices, before returning to lick the wetness that is messy with hot gel, until the inside almost melts.
I know from the start that it is lust. I know it more heavily when he grabs that bit and this bit, then releases. And what can an easily finished, horny youth like me do? When there is no way to release.... I cry like I am dying.
“You are all wet.”
“Ph...Phîi... Because Phîi...”
Because of you.
This time, I am not slandering at all. But it is all Phîi Pong's fault. From grabbing me to undress, grabbing me to sit on the table, grabbing me to tie the ribbon, even making me arch like a bow, opening the way for him to do as he pleases, it is because Phîi Pong does it alone. I am only involved in being mesmerized and not keeping up with him.
“Um, because of me. It is my fault. But today, I asked for it.”
Here it is, the fault is admitted. Your own fault, Gok!!!!
Phîi Pong asks, what can I do? I have to give with full willingness. But now I cannot take it anymore.
Squelch, squelch... squelch
I hear the sound of fingers inserting very clearly. They are probing around inside of me, hitting against the sensitive spot inside, until just bowing my head down, I see that the ribbon tied to my beloved is completely soaked. Even though I cannot release everything, it still overflows continuously.
“Ph... Enough. Ugh. Yes. I yield. I yield. Phîi Pong... Ha... thrust in.”
I speak almost incoherently, tears streaming down my cheeks, while I cannot stop my hips from pushing up high. I try to spread my legs wide to let Phîi Pong help release the torment, if Phîi Pong does not let the front go to heaven, then let the back go to the land of happiness.
Why am I such a psycho, Wá!
I curse myself, but I.... still turn my tear-stained face to look.
“Phîi Pong.... inside.... put it in... give... full....”
Squelch squelch squelch
I do not see Phîi Pong's face, but he thrusts his fingers in vigorously until I almost struggle. I can only open my mouth, letting clear fluid leak from the corner of my lips, and my heart almost stops beating.
“What give full, Khrap?”
A large thudding thing is rubbing at the entrance!
However, it is not Phîi Pong's, but is.... a banana.
Yes, that yellow fruit that can be peeled that monkeys like to eat!
It is pushing in, until I open my mouth, jerking my whole body, feeling the outer skin inserting inside, until I can barely breathe.
“Ah... no... do not want... no...”
“Let us play a bit, Nè.”
Nè? What the hell! It is going in whole.
I widen my eyes, panting until my body shakes. But the worst part, my hips..... push to receive the length that is pressing deep inside. And I jerk when Phîi Pong pulls it out and presses in again. I feel inside me squeezing it tightly, teasing it almost madly, until I have to shake my head.
“No.... do not want... do not want... anymore.”
“You do not like it, Khrap?”
I turn my face to look at Phîi Pong with tears. It is not that I do not want it, but what I want..
“I want your... thing... your... Gasp… giant banana. Your thing... Ah... cannot take it... come in... quickly.” Everything in my head spills out. I only know that I want the searing heat inside. I want to know when my body jerks and squeezes Phîi Pong tightly until....
“This, Khrap?”
Phîi Pong pulls it out, and then replaces it with a heat that makes me moan tremulously.
“Full.... inside.... come... come in... Ugh” I moan with a trembling voice, biting my lips tightly when the heat is rubbing and inserting there. And Phîi Pong takes it to rub against the sausage tied with a ribbon, until I moan nonstop. Both hot, hard, and big, rubbing against me until I do not know what to do. And when I am engrossed with the front...
Thrust
“Gasp!! Ahhh!!!!"
Phîi Pong enters in a way I do not expect, until I have to close my eyes tightly. I feel the largeness moving in, and it pushes in to my stomach. I feel that it is full of Phîi Pong's thing, until I have to open my mouth, barely breathing. I only know that Phîi Pong reaches his hand to grip my waist, squeezing like kneading, before.....
“Does it hurt?” Phîi Pong bends down to kiss my back, until I can only twist my neck to look.
“No... it does not hurt... Phîi Pong... move. Do it. Quickly.”
He stays still inside me, until I have time to catch my breath. And that makes me receive a sweet kiss as a reward... a kiss that is more than a stimulant. It is both thrilling and deep, entwining with my tongue until I almost go crazy. Not to mention that Phîi Pong sucks my tongue nonstop, until the slurp sounds echo everywhere. And when I am enjoying the kiss.
Thrust
“Ah!!!"
I close my eyes tightly, almost biting Phîi Pong's tongue, when suddenly the hot rod thrusts into me forcefully, followed by a whisper.
“How is it?”
I do not know anything anymore.
“Hard... hard... more....” I do not know what I answer. I can only hold Phîi Pong's arm and dig my nails in when he is pounding into me with a heavy rhythm. It makes me very aroused there. It is very forceful. My heart almost jumps out of my chest. I take deep breaths, and I know that Phîi Pong on the bed is not the same Phîi Pong as normal.
Last time was like this, but this time I know it is more intense.
I feel like I am a snack that Phîi Pong is savoring!!!
Slap
“You want the standing position.... right?”
“Huuuuu, no, no, it is... deep... deep...” I open my eyes wide when suddenly Phîi Pong grabs my waist and lifts me up, even though he is still inside me. Even though my legs are shaking, instinct forces me to stand. Before the first moan even ends, he lifts one of my legs up, to... thrust forcefully.
Thump thump thump thump
“Phîi, Phîi Pong, Ha.. Ugh...” Only these sounds come out. I can only lean my body to open the way for Phîi Pong to enter more heavily. Even though my front is already soaked, I can only hold onto Phîi Pong's strong arm, sweat drenching my whole body, when I hear a whisper.
“Why are you so edible?”
Gasp!!!
I cannot take it anymore. Phîi Pong acts like he will stop, but when I am about to open my mouth to speak, he relentlessly thrusts in rapidly like machine gun bullets, making a whistling sound come from my throat, louder than in adult videos. But it is not over. He.... turns me to face him. Then.... he lifts me up.
“Gasp... Nong Gok... cannot... stand... anymore.... Hold onto me tightly.”
Slap
What can I do? I hold on, Wá!
Both my arms and legs cling tightly to Phîi Pong's body. And because I spread my legs wide to wrap around his waist, it makes it deep... deep to the utmost.
“Kiss”
“No...”
“Kiss”
“Cannot... take it...”
“Kiss”
I sob mixed with moaning when the desire reaches its peak, but Phîi Pong still does not release. When I am about to speak, he presses his mouth down quickly, blocking my sound until only trembling moans remain. And that makes me only look up with tearful eyes, until I see... a gaze like a bloodthirsty wolf.
Phîi Pong's expression now must be more than the word sexy. It is filled with lustful emotion. Sweat beads around his face. I am completely drenched, until I have to reach out to touch his head softly.
“A bit more... a bit more...”
“Ha!!!” Phîi Pong's "a bit more" is thrusting in forcefully, until my thing rubs against the wet, slick stomach. And I bury my face into his shoulder to bite the strong shoulder as a protest.
“Phîi Pong.... want... to finish... want to finish... Hic...” I beg for mercy from him. And that makes Phîi Pong... smile at the corner of his mouth as if satisfied.
Thrust thrust thrust
“Ha... Ugh... Phîi Pong still does not release me. He still moves forcefully until I cannot catch my breath. And at that moment...
“Ughhhhhhh!!!” The moment Phîi Pong pulls the ribbon out, of course I release completely. I also collapse into the strong embrace, both hands holding his neck tightly. And if anyone thinks a man almost thirty years old, who has worked all day, would be tired and release quickly, Phîi Pong has proven what an extremely tough person is like.
“I ask to continue.”
What, you want to continue again, Wá!!!
But I...
“Ughhhhh”
…do not moan in protest. I accept it fully!!!
***
“Gok used to think he was severe, releasing two or three times a night. Until I met Phîi Pong.”
Now I am lying on the bed with Phîi Pong. He is leaning against the wall, opening his arms to stroke me. Oh, and do not mention the third round. Just finishing the second round, I already passed out like a gecko. My legs are nestled in the middle, my head is resting on his chest, and I look up into the sharp eyes of the person.
Phîi Pong must be a god in bed.
“Heh heh, I only had two times.”
“You had two times, but Gok..... Huu.”
I pull the blanket over my face now. I make a muffled sound in my throat embarrassedly. Well, since Phîi Pong did not tie the ribbon, it is the same old story.
“Nong Gok does not need to worry. We are not abnormal in any way.” Phîi Pong says to comfort, kissing my temple along with it, before continuing.
“As for me, I have been the high patience type since forever. You could say I am too tough. But well, if I were not tough like this, it would be bad. When I was young, I might have done very wrong things.”
I look up wanting to hear more, but Phîi Pong does not tell. He just bends down to press a light kiss on my lips and pulls away.
“But you can take it, right?”
Wow, you are just tough, but I am already playing with your shirt. Do not compare mental illness with me.
“Well... maybe.”
I can take it a lot, Phîi. This is good.
This time, please, mouth, do not spit it out. Let me keep the bad things to make Phîi Pong think I am a good youth like this. While leaning my head into the embrace, finding the most comfortable spot for myself, I just now know that a warm chest of a man with a three-span chest is so comfortable to lie on. The kind that if given to lie on every day, I would still take it. But...
“Phîi Pong... will your friend do something?”
When I am comfortable, I think of this. I look up and...
Grip
“Ugh” Phîi Pong pinches my nose!
“Let him be, Khrap. Whatever he does, let him. I do not care what he says. I just speak the truth.” Phîi Pong releases his hand from my nose tip, but he does not stop playing. This time, he uses his index finger to stroke and smiles widely by himself. Does he think I am a reindeer or something? He is only interested in my nose.
“And did Phîi Pong ever like... really?”
Phîi Pong freezes for a bit, but then returns to poking my nose. Do you not know that if you touch too much, I get shy?
“How could I like? In high school, I was not interested in anyone at all. Both women and men. At first, I did not even remember Ann if she did not say she was a friend from then. But when she greeted, I went to look at the yearbook... believe me, it was like a different person. Before, I used to think she was cute, but now I really cannot take it.” Phîi Pong lets out a heavy sigh.
“I do not like people who only think of themselves like that.”
When talking about this, I am interested.
“Then what kind of person does Phîi Pong like?”
I am not trick asking, Wôoi.
“Well... cute.” Phîi Pong laughs shyly. Which I...
I pass for sure. I am not being self-centered, but people often say I am cute.
“Skin white like fresh cream.”
I can manage. Not white like injected glutathione, but I am white, Wôoi.
“Lips red like strawberry.”
You are seeing it now, Phîi. Guaranteed no one is redder than this.
“Body soft like milk pudding.”
Not that soft because I am a man, but my butt is soft. If you do not believe, touch it.
“Nipples light pink.”
I have it, light pink, Khrap.
“Oh, has sweet, juicy cherry color. When touched, it is damp.”
Just now, it was extremely wet and juicy. But...
Snap
I nod accepting every word of Phîi Pong. I also look down at myself. When it comes to the last point, I cannot help but turn snap to look at Phîi Pong's face, until I meet him who is smiling widely and also says.
“Oh, you realized? You are being cute.”
“Phîi Pong!!!” I cannot help but call out loudly. I secretly thought too much that I would not be what Phîi Pong likes. Where did it go? I have it all! I am white like fresh cream! Lips like strawberry! Body soft like pudding! And also have juicy cherry!
Am I really a person! What kind of man is this, speaking without shame!!!
The shameless person who continues to say...
“Well, I like you, Nong Gok, Khrap. How could I talk about others?”
Okay, pass. No shame is fine. I will be ashamed for you.
This time, I hide in one place. I hide into the chest. My face is buried in the hard chest, my cheeks are burning hot, until I have to rub against the wide chest to ease shyness. My hands hold the arm tightly to ease awkwardness. But do you understand that on the chest, there is something... a raisin.
Nibble
“Nong Gok is not mischievous.”
Squelch squelch squelch
I do not answer. I just rub my face against the chest, but I do not release the soft raisin that I nibble back. Phîi Pong laughs, strokes my back playfully, and tells me not to worry.
“Nong Gok does not need to worry. No matter what Ann does, I am confident that I can solve the problem.”
When Phîi Pong says this, I believe him.
“And what kind do you like, Nong Gok?”
Squelch
Why are my eyes and mouth so in sync? They swing down to look below without a second thought... but Phîi Pong has much more hair than me. I am the type with little hair.
Pinch
“What are you looking at, Khrap? I asked what kind you like. What does this have to do with it?”
“Well, Phîi Pong asked what kind I like. Gok likes this kind.”
Thud
I answer honestly. I think we are romantic partners now. These things are normal to death. But....
“Hey!” It swells! It swells like three times larger.
“I am sorry, but...” Phîi Pong raises his hand to cover his face shyly, but he slides his hand down to press his face to look at me.
“Can I?”
“Well... it is the third round. Phîi Pong has not taken it yet... right.”
I mumble like that. Because... I am waiting for when the third round will start!
Now Gok is on break. I have plenty of free time. So let me use the free time usefully like Mâe says. Useful how.... to exercise to get sweat, Khrap!
***
Even though I meet that person, Ann, twice, I know enough that there must be a problem. And it comes. When Janjao calls to ask if I know what happened.
[There is drama out that Phîi Pong's shop sexually harasses women, physically assaults female customers. A friend on Twitter sent it to me because the shop is near the school. I saw it and called Gok immediately. Do you know what happened?]
“Shit-lizard!”
I can only curse this word when I tell Janjao what happened. After that, I rush out of the house as fast as possible to go straight to Phîi Pong's shop. My heart knows how much I worry about the cake shop owner, since he did not do anything at all. It is that side that came at him crazily.
But when I arrive... the shop is closed.
“Phîi Pong, where is Phîi Pong!” I call him.
[Is it Nong Gok, Khrap? Is there anything?]
“The news that says you assaulted that woman. Gok just found out from a friend. Is it so severe that you closed the shop? And where is Phîi Pong? Are you at the shop? Gok will come up to find you.” I say rapidly, about to run to the back of the shop, if not because he stops me first.
[I am at Grandma's house, Khrap.]
“Then I will go find you!!!”
Phîi Pong is silent for a moment. A silence that makes me almost crazy uncomfortable. But only a moment, Phîi Pong... laughs.
[Grandma does not need to worry. See? Support for Pong is full.]
Phîi Pong is not talking to me for sure. He is talking to Grandma, before he continues.
[Nong Gok does not need to worry. I am fine. Do not worry about the shop either. I did not do anything to her besides asking her to leave the shop. People in the shop saw that she came to make a scene first. Tomorrow I will return to open the shop as usual. Today, I closed because Grandma called to talk, that is all.]
However, I am not relieved at all.
“But now my friend says that people are cursing Phîi Pong online.” I say feeling disheartened, and I know that I am about to cry.
I worry about Phîi Pong... I worry about Phîi Pong very much.
[Let them curse, Khrap. It is fine.]
“But... but that..... also....”
[Are you crying, Khrap!]
My voice must be trembling until he catches it, while I wipe my tears sloppily. I worry about Phîi Pong almost crazily.
[Nong Gok, Nong Gok does not need to worry. I am really fine. Go home first, good youth. And watch the news tonight. But anyway, during this period, do not come to see me yet. I do not want us to get caught in the net together.]
I do not care about getting caught in any net. I will throw a tantrum, I will be stubborn, I will go to find Phîi Pong, if not because...
[Do you not believe me, Khrap?]
“Huu.... I believe.”
[Then go home. Later tonight, I will call.]
“Ugh, call for real... call... right....
[I promise, Khrap.]
I agree to hang up from Phîi Pong. I look at the shop that is closed and quiet, before turning back home with a heavy heart. I worry about what will happen to Phîi Pong. And because I want to know, I go to look as my friend said. Then I find that the matter is on Facebook, and it spread to Twitter. And following the nature of nosy people who fan the news until Phîi Pong looks evil already.
I do not use Twitter, but I sign up today to argue instead that Phîi Pong is not that kind of person. But the result.
You even sign up for Twitter to defend yourself?...
...You, assaulting a woman, in front of your Mia?...
...I hope your shop goes bankrupt...
Many various messages that make me angry. Angry until I cry.
“Âi shit-lizard! You do not know anything, so do not speak. You do not know Phîi Pong like I do at all!!!”
I can only curse at the phone. Angry until Âi Moo does not dare to come near me. But I try to argue for Phîi Pong further. But it turns into curses that I swear I will not judge anyone based on news.
Everything is just what that woman said alone.
I do not know how long I cry, and argue until my hands hurt. Until... the phone rings.
It is not Phîi Pong, but is... Âi Graph.
[You open Line for me. Earlier, someone posted it.]
I enter Line immediately to open the clip that my friend sent. Then I have to be stunned....
“Let go, you crazy gay!!!"
The image I see is a familiar-faced man grabbing the arm of a scary-looking woman in the pastry shop, while that damn Jen screams, shouting curses with the word gay full in the clip. Not only that, the incident in the shop is recorded entirely, probably from someone's mobile phone camera. There is also the voice of that Ann saying she will take revenge clearly.
[Someone released it to the net, Wá. He says he was at the incident... Screech Screech]
Suddenly, the phone rings, until I have to pull my phone out to look. I tell my friend with a trembling voice.
“Phîi Pong is calling. I will hang up first.”
I do not listen to my friend. I quickly answer Phîi Pong's call.
“Phîi Pong, Gok sees it. Someone released a clip....”
[Whoa whoa whoa, wait, Khrap. Later. What clip? I just posted a while ago.]
Phîi Pong responds back in a confused manner, until I hurriedly stammer and tell what happened, which makes him laugh, even though the situation is bloody fucking not funny at all.
Now I am so stressed I am going to fucking die!
[See? There is nothing to worry about. The truth is the truth from morning till evening. In the clip, you should see that I did not do anything.]
"But it does not help at all, Phîi Pong, Ná. It is just a clip. People can interpret it however they want."
[That is exactly why I called to tell you. Nong Gok, you do not have the restaurant's Facebook page, right? I will send it to you and then you go look, okay?... Do you know what I want to see is Nong Gok's smile, not tears. Therefore, if you read it and can smile, then let me know, okay? And do not stress, do not worry. I just have us to worry about, that is enough.]
I am confused. I do not understand, and I do not get at all what Phîi Pong wants to convey. But I agree to hang up and go look at the Facebook page as Pong sent to me.
The status that Phîi Pong wants me to see is probably the one pinned at the top.
The one that has a clip posted along with a long message.
The message that says...
I am not coming out to defend myself regarding the action that is being criticized right now. I just want to tell the story from my perspective. Regarding what happened, many people may already believe that I physically assaulted a young woman. But I have evidence confirming that I did not do anything besides escorting her outside the restaurant, for which I have CCTV footage to confirm. As for what happens after this, I am just going to tell the story. It is up to you what you think, because I cannot force anyone's heart.
In the clip, you probably see that I was called gay. Yes, I admit here that I am gay. So what? Does it matter that that young woman spoke disrespectfully about my romantic partner? I would not say a word if she only insulted me, but I really cannot stand that she referred to my romantic partner. My romantic partner did not do anything wrong, and how can I stand still and let her point fingers and curse at my romantic partner? I just protected the person I love. I just invited her out of the restaurant. I do not care how everyone judges me. I consider that I have said everything. Because the person I care about is only... my romantic partner who is crying because of worry for me.
Please do not cry. I am fine. The truth is the truth from morning till evening.
The last sentence, he is not telling the people who are meddling in other people's business, but he is telling me specifically.
The message sent directly to me alone.
Now the phone in my hand shakes, before it falls plop on the ground.
Phîi Pong does not worry about himself at all. He worries about my feelings instead... worries about me.
"Phîi Pong."
I can only whisper Phîi Pong's name. I have never felt like this before. I do not know what this feeling is. I only know that I am wiping tears and then quickly grabbing the phone.
Phîi Pong told me not to go to the restaurant because he does not want me to get caught in the net. He knows that I do not want to reveal the fact that we are dating, and he helps cover it up without caring how anyone views him. Now, what a youth like me can do is probably only to obey what Phîi Pong says...
Click.
On my mobile phone screen is a picture of me smiling widely even though my eyes are red, and I send it to Phîi Pong along with a message that I want to make him feel the most at ease.
...Phîi Pong, do not worry. Gok is smiling, Khrap...
A youth like me can probably do only this, even though I want to say more than that.
I love Phîi Pong, Ná... so I love this angel until I do not think of turning my head to go anywhere else.
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