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Perspective Gok
Bite
"Is it delicious, Nong Gok?"
"Mmph... Hmmph... It's... a mouthful..."
"Can you take more in?"
"Mmmphhhhhh."
"It's leaking out now."
"Hrk... N-no... more..."
Stop! Stop right now! Whatever is in your head, please stop it before I explain!
Phîi Pong said he would have me use my mouth on that part of him. Yes, Phîi Pong really did say he would give me a reward for bringing me and my junior out on a trip. But that part he mentioned is the hard part that stands straight, yet it can bend and curve into my mouth. Not to mention the slippery, moist richness that smears all over the edges of my lips. All of it leaves me capable only of moaning 'mmph-ah', eyes glazed, barely able to breathe.
"Can you not take it anymore?"
"Ehk em ahk aew Phîi Ong!"
"I can't understand what you're saying now."
"Ugh... My mouth is full of cake, Phîi Pong! Are you trying to kill Gok or what?!"
I swallow everything in my mouth down my throat, almost choking, before speaking again, even though my face is flushed red because.... Phîi Pong is feeding me cake!!!!
See! Yeah, feeding me cake. Not feeding me condensed milk ice cream. That piece of cake is made from flour, butter, and sugar.
Phîi Pong wasn't wrong at all. Phîi Pong wanted me to use my mouth on that... that part... his finger, of course. So, please swallow all those impure thoughts and digest them right now. Phîi Pong and I are not doing anything sexual at all!
Even though..... I want to die.
I almost raise my hands to cover my face in embarrassment. It's not because of the sexual thoughts in my head about wanting to try sucking and mouthing something for once, but because Phîi Pong is currently feeding me cake by hand inside a cute café that has an outdoor garden for... puppies to run around in.
You probably know by now, right? Where is a place that has cake to eat and also allows you to bring dogs? The answer is very simple. Café + dog equals a dog café, of course.
A simple equation that even a dim-wit like me at math can figure out. But what I truly never thought I would encounter is a handsome man—who today shed his chef uniform and is wearing casual clothes (I emphasize again: damned-animal handsome)—suddenly deciding to feed me dessert right in the middle of the shop. Which means.... Lots of people!
The handsome man, smiling happily, uses his fingertip to gently wipe the cream from the corner of my lips and... no, he doesn't act like a novel hero and put it in his own mouth. Instead, Phîi Pong brings it to touch my lips and whispers.
"Lick it, Khrap."
Phîi Pong wants me to lick the cream off his hand!!!
"Ph-Phîi Pong, there are people." If we were out of sight, you wouldn't even have to tell me to lick it. But here, almost every table is turning to look at us in unison. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm not that brave. And Phîi Pong...
"Didn't you say you would give me a reward, Khrap?" Phîi Pong says in a.... whining voice.
Slurp.
"Hmmphhh."
Of course, I surrender to his damned-animal handsomeness, plus his extreme manliness. I stick my tongue out to lick his fingertip, and even suck on it a little, before raising both hands to cover my face.
"I can't... Gok is too embarrassed, I can't take it."
Extremely, extremely embarrassed. Extremely, extremely shy. And are you people going to stare much longer, Wá? Yeah, I know my Phûa is handsome!
"Why are you embarrassed, Khrap? I'm just feeding you cake by hand."
Not embarrassed at all, right? Your Mia is thinking he wants to suck something else, not your finger!
I don't dare speak. I don't even dare lift my head to look. I can only bury my face in my own hands until I hear Phîi Pong laugh softly. I can still feel the tip of his finger touching my tongue, my teeth, my gums. I know we're on a date today, but a date like this will give me a heart attack... an attack of wanting more.
I am the most perverted!
"Phîi Pong is definitely teasing Gok... aren't you?"
"Hmm, you think I'm teasing you?"
Extremely. I only peek my eyes up to look at the person who, just sitting under the shade of a tree, looks delectable... I mean, looks good.
The person who gives a gentle smile, pulls his hand back to rest loosely clasped on the table, and says in a deep, soft voice that sends a shiver down the back of my neck.
"I just want to pamper Nong Gok, that's all, Khrap."
Who, Wá? Who created this man? So kind, so gentle, so warm I'm about to melt.
"It's... it's just that Phîi makes Gok embarrassed."
"I didn't mean to. I just want to pamper Nong Gok. I want to make up for being so busy lately that I haven't had time for you. Plus, I feel guilty. Besides at the shop and at your house, we haven't seen each other at all... I'm sorry, Khrap." Phîi Pong moves his hand to take mine that's covering my face and pulls it away to hold, not ashamed of anyone's gaze.
This time, I really don't dare look at anyone else. I can only...
"I-It's not like I'm complaining."
My voice is hesitant and soft. I lower my head to look only at the half-eaten chocolate cake on the table, feeling extremely shy. At first, I was secretly annoyed by people looking at Phîi Pong with gleaming eyes, but now, I don't even dare lift my head proudly to the others and say, 'See? This is my man.' It's just that I'm extremely, extremely melted. Extremely, extremely warmed. I can only mumble.
"J-just go ahead and pamper me, Phîi."
"If I take your heart, I won't give it back, Khrap."
"Hah?"
I am confused.
"Well, just now Nong Gok said I could take your heart. Now that I have it, I won't return it, Khrap."
Okay, I give up.
I can only close my eyes tightly because my heart is beating as hard as a drum roll. It feels like I just lost my virginity for the first time, with those dreamily soft words laced with implications that make me want to offer my body to him right now. His expression makes Phîi Pong laugh softly, and I can only turn my face away in another direction, until I remember.... Did I get so shy that I just left the dogs to their own devices?!
Right now, I am sitting at a table in the garden with Phîi Pong. On the table, there is cake, chocolate, and blue soda in a beautiful glass. In front of Phîi Pong is a small piece of fruit tart that he hasn't touched yet. A little further away, my beloved Siberian junior is lying down, surrounded by people who came to the café. I don't really mind that people want to take pictures of him, because that Moo is cute, after all. But...
Over here, people are surrounding a dog. But a little further over there... a dog is surrounding another dog, Wôoi!
That Ruthless, of course. That German Shepherd sitting with an extremely dignified, extremely aristocratic dog posture in one corner of the garden. However, its breed and appearance probably make people afraid to get close. But that's not the case with the other dogs.... I can tell you, its charisma is as strong as its owner's, truly.
This time, all the Shibas, the Siberians, and the poms from the next table are all panting hack-hack, trying to go lick Âi Graph's dog to the point that I feel annoyed on behalf of their owners.
My dog is so much handsomer. Why does your dog have stronger charisma, Wá?!
"Ruthless has strong charisma, huh."
"Probably similar to its owner, Phîi," I say, very annoyed. But since we changed the subject, it allows my face to cool down a bit. And that makes Phîi Pong ask another question.
"And what about Moo's owner?"
Are you secretly tricking me into answering, Wá?
"Just like its owner, truly, Phîi. Been alive for nineteen years and still not a single romantic partner."
"Who says you don't have one, Khrap?"
I raise my eyebrows to look at Phîi Pong, and that makes him point a finger at himself.
"If you don't have a romantic partner, then what am I?" Phîi Pong's face is completely straight now. But what I meant to say was that before Phîi Pong, I didn't have a romantic partner. Seeing the cake-shop owner look a little hurt, I fall silent before hesitantly saying...
"Phûa... Khrap."
Fleep
Well, your smile is just like a sunflower! I can only curse in my heart. On the outside, I can only lower my head to look at the dessert, and then I remember something.
"Peculiar."
"Hmm?" Phîi Pong raises his eyebrows slightly, but his smile doesn't fade.
"Well, this shop's cake is quite delicious, but Gok doesn't feel... uh, it's nothing, Phîi."
Did my mouth almost get me into trouble?!
I shake my head vigorously because I almost blurted out just now that even though this shop's cake is delicious, I don't feel any 'fins' at all. Never mind 'preed' (we know what 'preed' is), but I'm not even feeling mesmerized. If I said it's because I'm embarrassed by Phîi Pong's hand-feeding method, that's not it either.
"You're not in the mood, are you, Khrap?"
"Hey!!!!"
Damn it!!!!
I am just about to change the subject when Phîi Pong speaks up in a normal tone, like he's saying 'Nong Gok is so cute today (?)', but it makes me exclaim loudly, eyes wide open, almost slamming the table from the question that shoots at me... How does Phîi Pong know my secret, Wá?!!!
"Ah, is this something Nong Gok didn't want me to know, Khrap?"
"Ph-... ph-... m-..."
Ouch, I can't form words anymore. I can only stare blankly as the person who quickly explains, afraid I'll get angry.
"Well, before this, I was just suspicious. The first time we met, I wondered why this youth's face looked so mesmerized, all lush and dewy. It really stuck in my mind, but I just thought it was Nong Gok's normal personality. But then, um... that is... on your birthday that day, I realized it wasn't. Nong Gok's face when you ate the cake I made was... um... rather... erotic."
"Ph-... ph-..."
My tongue feels suddenly short.
No, don't think Phîi Pong is finished. He isn't finished yet!
"Well, when Nong Gok eats cake, your cheeks turn red, your eyes get dewy, sometimes you bite your lip, sometimes you lick your lips—which Nong Gok likes to do in bed too. So I thought that Nong Gok probably gets, um... in the mood sometimes when eating desserts, especially with... chocolate."
Was he an anthropologist in a past life, Wá? Why does he observe my behavior in such minute detail?!
My hands are shaking. I can't say anything because it's... spot on.
"But it seems it doesn't happen at other shops, huh?" And he concludes with the same suspicion as me, truly. After that, Phîi Pong smiles widely, happy that he makes delicious cake that can entice me. But I... raise my hands to cover my face again.
My secret is out. It's out. It's out. Not 'broken water', but my secret... is broken.
This thought makes... my sanity break.
"How does Phîi Pong know? How do you know... Phîi... please don't hate Gok."
Don't hate a horny youth like Gok!
"Hey, wait! Why would I hate Nong Gok, Khrap?"
I don't know what expression Phîi Pong is making because my sanity is broken, feeling so frustrated and pent-up.
"It's... it's just that Gok is abnormal. Gok isn't like other people. Gok is bloody fucking disgusting. Just from eating cake, I... that... that's it. It's the worst. Phîi Pong said Gok is normal, that Gok is just a teenager, just hormones. But... no other teenager is like Gok, is there? There aren't any. Here I am, just eating a little bit... and I want... I want it so much... even in the middle of the shop where Phîi... Phîi Pong must think Gok is disgusting, right? ...Right?..."
Thump
Suddenly, warmth assaults my hands, pulling them to uncover my face, until I can only make a stunned face, looking at the man who stares back at me seriously.
"Let me ask Nong Gok just one thing.... Have you ever been like this before?"
I should probably keep it a secret, right? But...
"When I was a youth... once. My Phîi said... Gok must avoid it. Don't eat cake, otherwise Gok will..." I can't say it out loud.
I can only think of that childhood incident when I felt that way for the first time. Ordinary people might start having wet dreams, but not me. I get in the mood from sweets! If you ask what I first masturbated to, it was this very dessert!
"After that, it only happened with the cake I made, right?"
Gasp.
I nod slowly, lowering my head, not daring to look at Phîi Pong, afraid I'll see a look of disgust. But...
Thump
Instead, Phîi Pong pulls me to stand up, so I can only look up at him in surprise, catching just a glimpse of his broad back leading the way as he says in a strong voice...
"Leaving those two there for just a moment should be fine."
"Ph-... Phîi Pong... where are we going?" I ask in a trembling voice, startled, wondering if he's angry about my secret. My vision blurs, afraid Phîi Pong can't accept it, almost starting to burst into tears. But...
Slam... thud
"Nong Gok, tell me one more time, Khrap. You only get in the mood because of me, right?"
The moment we step into the restroom, Phîi Pong pushes me to turn my back against the door. His sharp eyes look down to meet mine, and he asks in a serious voice, making me tremble. I don't understand. I don't get what the hell is going on. I only know I have to answer.
"Ah, um, if you don't count the childhood incident..."
Thump
"Mmph!!!"
I am extremely, extremely shocked because before my answer is even finished, I am suddenly pulled into an embrace. When I'm about to cry out, I am kissed. And as we know, kissing Phîi Pong is more intense than anything. But this isn't a normal kiss. He presses down extremely, extremely passionately, sucking on my lips until they hurt a little, not to mention his two hands holding my body tight like an anaconda.
"Open your mouth!"
"Hmmph... mmph..." I can only hold onto Phîi Pong's shoulders tightly and open my mouth as ordered. Not only does his tongue push insistently into my mouth, but Phîi Pong also uses his thumb to rub my lips, forcing them open. He pulls away slightly only to send his warm tongue inside again, delivering intensely sweet saliva that I have to swallow down.
"Give me your tongue."
"Mmmphhh."
I obey the command without thinking, and then I moan 'mmph-mmph' when Phîi Pong sucks on my tongue with full force, the kind that makes the back of my neck tingle, sweat breaking out all over, a flash of heat from head to toe. After that, I feel him slip his hand into my hair, grabbing it gently and pulling, making me tilt my head back even further to receive the clear liquid being sent into my mouth.
Thud
Phîi Pong pushes himself closer to me until my back is against the door again, and.... he slides his knee between my two legs.
"Ph- Phîi Pong, Phîi, mmph—"
Phîi Pong doesn't stop teasing my tongue, treating it as if it's the most delicious sweet in the world, sucking, drinking, licking until my legs feel weak and shaky, looking like I can't stand. And more importantly than that, I feel... something pressing against me.
"Ph-... Phîi Pong..."
Strain!
"I'm sorry."
"Wh-what, Khrap?" Suddenly, the scorching heat that assaulted me, leaving me breathless, pulls away. It's replaced by the force of a fist punching the door next to my head, making me look up with dazed eyes, completely unable to grasp the situation. I only know that Phîi Pong's expression... is clearly pained.
"Nong Gok, you are not wrong. Not wrong at all. Getting in the mood because of sweets is the same. There is nothing wrong at all. Don't think that I will hate you or anything like that. It's not disgusting. Not at all... It's me... I..." Phîi Pong whispers in a very, very soft voice by my ear, using his other arm to hold me around the neck, making me even more confused.
Have I really been blaming him too often?
"I'm the one who is wrong."
I don't get it, Wôoi!!! I'm still not over the kiss-daze, and suddenly hearing words like this, I can only lift my hot face to look up, until I find Phîi Pong looking at me with an expression that makes... my whole body swoon.
"Phîi Pong... what are you wrong for..."
"I am wrong. I am wrong." Phîi Pong leans down to kiss my forehead gently, takes a deep breath as if composing himself, and then whispers.
"Because just knowing that Nong Gok gets in the mood because of me, I..."
Thump
Good Lord, Wôoi! Is this a fossil? It's rock hard!
My eyes widen, and I snap my head down to look below. I feel something hard pressing. But when Phîi Pong takes my hand to touch his pants bulge, damn it, Khrap! Harder than this and it'd be a diamond!!!!
"Phîi Pong..."
"Nong Gok, listen. Nong Gok is not repulsive, not disgusting, not anything. I'm the one who is the disgusting adult. When I found out that Nong Gok only gets in the mood because of me, that my desserts can make Nong Gok feel that way, I wanted you almost to the point of madness. Right now, this instant! I want to hold you tight. I want to tear your pants down and push in hard, thrust in deep, feeling it when Nong Gok tightens around me heavily, feeling it when Nong Gok convulses all over because of me, Nong Gok's voice begging me to go deeper inside you, pleading and pleading again, begging me to go in again... and again."
I can't say anything because, damn it... I can't think of anything!
My mind is blank. Only my lips are hanging open, staring straight into the utterly wild eyes that clearly crave me. The person who finished speaking clenches his jaw tightly, as if holding back his emotions. It makes me unable to think, but it makes me... my face is damn hot.
My face must be very red right now, listening to what Phîi Pong wants to do with me.
"I'm repulsive, aren't I?"
"N-no..." I whisper in a hoarse, broken voice, my voice completely gone. And...
Lick
Yes, I lick my lips. I lick them until I feel they are parched. I swallow a large gulp of saliva because, instead of being afraid...
Shake shake shake
I shake my head heavily, grip Phîi Pong's shirt tightly, and whisper in an extremely trembling, extremely broken voice...
"Phîi Pong... Gok Gok..." I clutch Phîi Pong's shirt tighter, before saying...
"Gok... is broken."
Phîi Pong looks visibly stunned when I speak almost soundlessly, even though I look like I'm about to cry. But I... really broke. Not just a joke.
And what broke or... is soaking wet in my pants.
I make an even more stunned face. I know I am extremely, extremely horny, but I never thought that after hearing what Phîi Pong wants to do with me, my mind would follow along and then... flash.
The warm liquid flashed down below, forcing me to grip Phîi Pong's shirt with shaking hands.
"Wh-what should I do? What should Gok do?"
I'm going to cry now. I'm going to cry.
Am I really this severe, Wá?!
Seeing Phîi Pong stunned, I get scared. But after a moment, he smiles.
"Sigh, how can Nong Gok be this cute?"
I'm not cute. I'm more suited to the word 'severe'.
I shake my head, stunned and speechless, letting Phîi Pong hold me tighter.
"I'm happy."
Happy about what, damn it? Down there... it's... it's... Hmmphhhh.
"This just means we are the most suitable for each other, Khrap."
Gasp
I freeze. When I look up, I see only Phîi Pong's red ears, so I know he is truly happy as he said. He continues in a low voice.
"Nong Gok gets in the mood only because of me. Can break only because of me. Looks only at me, Khrap."
"Phîi isn't disgusted..."
"No! I could never be disgusted with Nong Gok. Not now, not ever."
I don't quite hear what else Phîi Pong says. I just... bury my face in his chest.
"Mmph! Mmph!!!!" I mmph heavily, nodding repeatedly. Frankly, I have never felt this relieved before.
I used to think that if anyone knew my secret, they would call me psychotic, that I like strange things, that I am disgusting. But Phîi Pong can accept everything that I am. And not to mention... not to mention that something down below that reacts to my abnormal story can accept it too, even though I acted so embarrassingly in the café.
Phîi Pong is the best in the world.
I whisper to myself, making a decision.
"Phîi Pong... Gok... should I take it out for Phîi?"
You probably know what 'it' is. But Phîi Pong instead pushes me away slowly.
"It's alright, Khrap. I'm good at being patient. Besides, I must confess truthfully that if I... weren't wearing... um, inside, I wouldn't finish, Khrap. No matter how hard I try, I won't finish. If Nong Gok helps, your hand will just get tired for nothing." Phîi Pong says it extremely, extremely directly. And I am extremely, extremely horny because just imagining it...
No, Wôoi! You just finished in the most disgraceful way, Wôoi!
"Th-then my mouth..." This is just me being considerate. I don't really want to suck it, you know.
"It won't work, Khrap. Nong Gok wouldn't be able to take it all in."
Yaaakkkkk! Don't imagine it, Âi Gok. Don't imagine it.
"But Gok... wants to try."
Well, you wretched mouth. Now that he accepts everything, you just blurt out everything, don't you?
Phîi Pong raises his hand to cover my mouth tightly, shakes his head heavily, and looks at me with intense eyes.
"Don't say it, Khrap. Not now. Nong Gok doesn't know how vast the imagination is of what I want to do with you. If we tease each other any more than this, I really can't guarantee that Nong Gok will be able to walk out of this restroom, Khrap." Phîi Pong says in a serious voice, before turning to take my pants off.
"And why is Phîi taking my pants off?!"
"Because they're soiled, Khrap. It's better to take them off. Otherwise, you'll just be uncomfortable for no reason." Phîi Pong makes an extremely serious face. It must be only me who thinks bad thoughts. I can only take them off obediently, closing my eyes tightly as Phîi Pong removes my underwear. After that...
"I'll keep them for you for now." Phîi Pong puts them in his back pants pocket, Wá!
"Wear them like this for now. Let's just pay the bill and go back. It'd be worse if I think about Nong Gok walking around without underwear on... I'd be in a bad state for sure." Phîi Pong makes a face that says 'very bad', extremely bad. But I understand the meaning, so I can only blindly and quickly put my pants back on because...
"Can I stay over tonight?" Phîi Pong pauses for a moment. "The kind where Nong Gok wears only on top, not on the bottom."
What can I possibly answer to this except...
"Mmmphhhh."
Let's go back. Let's go back now. I want to go back right now!
I nod forcefully, feeling a flash of heat all over my lower region. I have slept without underwear before, but right now, with just a single layer of soft fabric pants wrapping around my 'dumpling'... it's a major swoon.
The thought makes me hurry out of the restroom, wanting Phîi Pong to hurry up and pay the bill quickly so we can go back quickly. Because I can't help but raise my hands to cover my crotch in embarrassment. And the thought that Phîi Pong is staring at my round buttocks, covered only by soft pants, it's... a swoon from head to toe.
Not to mention my underwear that is in Phîi Pong's back pocket.
Both ears!!! "I wonder if I can endure until we get home." And Phîi Pong, who mumbles softly but I can hear clearly, Wá! This time, even if I can't, I must be able to, Wá. Even the thought that doing it in the car wouldn't be bad secretly flashes into my mind.
Well, now that Phîi Pong accepts everything about you, you've leveled up, haven't you, Âi Gok?
I can only curse myself as I walk quickly over to the two dogs. The shop owner hurriedly comes over to tell me that they almost had a fight earlier but it was stopped, making him apologize profusely. If this had happened ten or twenty minutes earlier, I would have cursed that damned Ruthless for disgracing my dog along with him. But now... let's just go back, Wá.
No matter what trouble you guys stir up, it can't compare to the dangerous path I just walked on in the magical realm.
Besides attaining Nirvana at 19, did I also open a new world in the magical restroom (?) with the Pong rabbit (?), Wá?
That new world isn't just about sweets making me want it, but just Phîi Pong's voice alone makes me... finish.
Ouch, Mâe! Your son must be the most severe in the world!
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