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Perspective Gok
"Phîi Pong!!! You're finished with work already?"
"Yes, I am. I'm all done. You're finished with your exams too, right, Nong Gok?"
I grin widely, feeling extremely and utterly delighted, when I return home and find that Phîi Pong has arrived back before me. These days, if the sky isn't dark, don't even hope to see him; he's definitely holed up at the shop. So, upon seeing the large man sitting reclined on the sofa facing the television, the university youth who just survived the hellish exam season grins widely, takes long strides over, jumps onto the sofa, and...
"Gok knew Phîi Pong would get off work early. Gok didn't go eat with friends."
Of course, I go straight in to press a firm kiss on Phîi Pong's cheek, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent deeply into my lungs. I feel almost crazy missing this smell. It's not that we don't live together. Since starting university—I don't mean to brag—I asked my Mâe to let me live with Phîi Pong, and she agreed!
Mâe said… "I can't forbid it strongly, or else he'll run away from home again."
Good, good. It's good she understands that nowadays I'm a new, more refined Âi Gok. Most importantly, I am extremely attached to my Phûa, completely.
Like today, if I had known Phîi Pong would be home early, I would have come back the moment my exam finished.
"Just think what level of Phûa-addiction I have."
"Then that means you've already eaten."
"I've eaten, Phîi Pong. What about Phîi Pong?"
"I took care of it at the shop. But I made some for us. I guess we'll have to put it in the fridge to eat tomorrow."
"Gok will put it away himself!" Phîi Pong strokes my head with extreme affection, smiling warmly like an angel descended to earth just for me again. But this kind of smile, this kind of touch, doesn't make me shy. On the contrary. After not touching each other for so long, now even Phîi Pong's warm breath makes me... get hard already.
Don't call me horny, because it's been a long time coming.
Nowadays I am the type who accepts my own desires. So I lean in to ask by his ear.
"And has Phîi Pong showered yet?" He laughs softly and looks down at himself.
But bloody fucking hell!!!! What is with pulling the t-shirt to let me see that delicious body underneath, Wá!!!
"If you want to know, would you like to verify it for yourself?"
That... he's teasing me too. Don't challenge me, or I'll dive right in!!!!
I want to dive in right now, but the point is we haven't touched each other for a week. Having my head smelling of food dive in wouldn't be right. It would be terrible if Phîi Pong wasn't captivated. So I shake my head against Phîi Pong's chest, implying 'don't tease me, or I'll bite your nipple off (?)', and then stand up quickly.
"I'll verify it later. Let me go wash and scrub myself until I'm gleaming first, Phîi Pong. The kind that's so slippery it goes in with a swoop!"
"Why are your words so suggestive lately!" Phîi Pong reaches out as if to grab me, but at this level... he has also become skilled at training me to want him.
"He calls it 'now my mouth matches my heart'." I laugh softly but still walk over to pat the handsome man's cheek and then make a mischievous face.
"Phîi Pong can go wait on the bed. Gok only needs a wee bit of time!" I drag the last word out a little longer. Phîi Pong makes a look like he's gritting his teeth, wanting to come and wrestle me already. But, well, I forgot something.
"Whimper whimper whimper" Chao-nai, what about Moo? Don't you care about Moo at all?
I completely forgot to greet my beloved baby. It's like, seeing my Phûa makes me forget my dog.
Now that I've moved here, Phîi Pong said to bring Âi Moo along too. The Siberian beauty is wagging its tail at me. But he's clever now. He knows not to interrupt when his Chao-nai is being sweet, or else he gets no treats, gets no Âi Ruthless. So when I pull away from Phîi Pong, he comes over panting, making a face asking to be greeted too, until I have to rub his head vigorously.
"Tomorrow I'll make it up to you, take you for a walk. We'll all go together. Today, give me time with Phîi Pong first." I tell him, and he protests, but I ignore him. Who cares? In a few days I have to take him to the monthly spa. When he meets Âi Ruthless, he'll soon be grinning and running to him. So...
'Your Phô is begging his Phûa for money to take you to the spa, Ná. Have some pity.'
After that, I put the dinner Phîi Pong made into the fridge, half-run half-jump upstairs to shower, scrub until gleaming. Of course, that includes my juicy donut too. Once confident I am clean and fragrant all over... I put on the largest long-sleeved shirt of Phîi Pong's.
The shirt is so large on me the sleeves don't even show my hands. As for below... no need to wear anything. It'll just have to come off later.
Don't call me a a Coquette, but every time Phîi Pong sees me like this, he gets hard.
And every time Phîi Pong gets hard, I... climax every time.
"Okay, ready for battle, Wôoi!" I mumble to myself in front of the mirror, looking left and right. Once satisfied, I step out of the bathroom, intending to make Phîi Pong stare a bit. But...
Cough
I am the one left with my mouth agape, eyes wide like a bowl!
The handsome man on the bed, the owner of that cool body.... is asleep.
The person who has fallen asleep, neck limp, along with some damned foreign language book, leaving the one who got all prepared... wanting to jump up and scratch his face bloody.
"Phîi Pong... Hey! Phîi Pong can't do this to Gok!" I jump onto the bed, shaking Phîi Pong's arm lightly. But... he doesn't wake up.
Yeah. He doesn't wake up, Wôoi, he doesn't wake up. What about it being the last exam day? What about making it up to me? What about letting me verify? What about... Waaah, I'm going to cry now.
I sulk heavily, but Phîi Pong still doesn't wake up.
"Wôoi, you heartless-person!" I cry out in frustration, before... wilting, of course.
I cannot be heartless-person enough to wake Phîi Pong up, even if I want to almost crazy to death. Because recently Phîi Pong has been very busy with the shop. Forget sleeping, he doesn't even have time to eat. Therefore, I should let him rest fully. I can't be selfish like when I was a youth. After all, I'm already grown up, a third-year university student.
Even though...
"And what about Gok's sausage, the donut too... who will eat it? Waaahhhhh"
Since having a tangible Phûa, I gave up my beautiful world by my own hands long ago, because bloody fucking it feels too good, can't compare at all. But today... must Âi Gok do this, Wá?
***
"Nong Gok, I'm sorry. Forgive me, please. I'm really sorry. I fell asleep without knowing when."
"Gok isn't angry. Phîi, eat your breakfast."
"But..."
"Gok says Phîi Pong should eat!!!"
Don't ask how angry I am. I'm bloody fucking angry, of course.
Phîi Pong probably knows, because the moment he wakes up he calls for me immediately, making the person who barely slept get up to brew coffee and serve the morning meal (which was originally my dinner yesterday) to the table. I press my gaze down, looking at the large man who wears a guilty expression, while Phîi Pong gives a dry smile and obediently sits down.
"If Phîi eats, then you won't be angry?"
"I don't know, I don't point, I don't care."
I will sulk, I will be stubborn, I will pout until Phîi Pong coaxes me!!!!
Phîi Pong gives a dry laugh, feeling fully guilty, while finally starting his breakfast. But he seems to remember something.
"And what about Nong Gok? Have you eaten?"
I smile.
"Phîi Pong, just eat. Gok can take care of himself." I answer only that. Phîi Pong obediently eats easily, not noticing as I walk to grab something and... duck under the table.
"Phîi Pong, just keep eating. Don't even move." I crawl under the dining table, and of course, my target is my favorite, my preferred, my most favorite giant thing... the giant ice cream bar.
This one, no brand can compare. It is the exclusive property of Âi Gok alone.
I crawl in until I am between the large man's legs. And of course, I swiftly take it out. Even though it is still soft now, for a horny youth like me, when it comes to eating, just tell me, I seek out the best things to put in my mouth. So I...
Squirt... Drippppp
"Nong Gok! What are you doing!"
Phîi Pong's cry is no surprise, because I manage to open the bottle with my mouth and then squeeze the golden, gleaming liquid with a sticky, slippery texture without fear of waste... honey.
One of the sweetest flavors I like the most. While my eyes watch the clear golden liquid flowing and dripping, coating the meat until it's shiny, I use my other hand to smear it all over. I look at the part that is twitching and even slowly expanding under my teasing, until I have to place one hand on Phîi Pong's lap, tilt my head close, looking at the most delicious part that will be the most tasty when... it fills my mouth.
"The ice cream with hardened honey."
"It's all messy now."
"The part below Gok can't see anything. Look... this enormous one." Phîi Pong looks down at me, but his sharp face is breaking out in sweat. It's clear his mood is fully engaged. So I make a fist and slowly slide it up and down, feeling the slipperiness of the honey and the heat of the fire rod until I can only…
Slurp
I really can't break the habit of licking my lips when I want something!
I lick my lips until they are all shiny, followed by another gulp, because... I'm hungry now.
My lips make contact with the strong, hard tip gently, until the dripping honey comes along with it. Meanwhile, Phîi Pong groans 'Hmm' in his throat, until I have to say.
"Phîi Pong, just keep eating your meal. Gok will eat Gok's thing too."
My breakfast.... ice cream with honey.
The deliciousness makes me unable to resist opening my mouth and sending it in. I feel the hot honey melting in my mouth. Just it rubbing against the roof of my mouth makes me feel a tingle down to my abdomen. My other hand moves to pull my sleep pants down to my hips in preparation.
Delicious!
Normally I am already familiar with Phîi Pong's taste. I even confess it's one of my top favorites that I regularly ask Phîi Pong to eat. Whether pushing it deep into my throat, sliding and thrusting against my cheeks, or sucking with my lips, I like it all. Because the various ways of eating yield many different tastes.
"Mmmmmmm, Nong Gok.... more..." Phîi Pong moans softly, reaching out to stroke my head, until I feel hot all over in flashes. My heart beats hard, sweat seeps onto my palms, and my mouth... opens a little wider.
"Smooch... Slurp..." I use my lips to taste it first, sliding slowly along the shaft, before opening wide, taking the dripping, moist tip in, managing to rub it against my cheek until my mouth must bulge out on one side for sure. My hand also rubs and kneads the base, while my other hand moves to cup both balls, kneading them playfully back and forth.
Just that, and I myself... almost can't stand it.
Phîi Pong's thing is delicious, big, hot, hard, and moist all over.
Snap
"Ughhhhh!!!" I moan immediately when Phîi Pong not only grabs my head but... pushes me to take it in deeper.
"Nong Gok.... Pant... you like eating deep... don't you?" Phîi Pong says in a trembling, muffled voice mixed with laughter. I don't argue, since... it's the truth.
"More! Wanting payback?!" Phîi Pong also cries out when I suck hard with my mouth, getting payback for making me suddenly breathless, even though I myself like it.
I absolutely love it.
"Gasp, Phîi Pong... praise Gok's mouth a bit." I pull away and whisper. Phîi Pong laughs softly, while...
Swoop swoop swoop swoop
"Waaah, ugh ugh ugh More... ughhhhh" Phîi Pong holds my head with both hands before pushing the hot tendon into my mouth until it's almost all the way in. I feel the length reaching my throat, the circumference rubbing against the roof of my mouth. Then, he is the one controlling the rhythm of my head moving up and down, while I purse my lips tightly, knowing the job well.
Every time it enters, I feel tingling all over, both in front and in back, even though Phîi Pong isn't touching me. I narrow my eyes, my eyes become moist with tears, my hips move, twisting and turning, just because Phîi Pong is doing it with my mouth.
Right now I am very turned on, really turned on. Especially when the tip rubs against my cheek... Oooohhhhh
I dig my nails into Phîi Pong's lap. My other hand moves to stroke below playfully, rotating, kneading.
Even though my mouth is full and tight, feeling like my heart is about to fail, I don't beg him to stop... I like it.
I like making Phîi Pong happy.
"Waaah... more, more... ugh ugh ugh"
What to do, I... feel like I'm going to burst!
Phîi Pong hasn't even done anything to me yet, hasn't even entered me, but just me using my mouth for him, I am on the verge of bursting, teetering on the edge. Even though I know well that Phîi Pong doesn't finish easily—this guy isn't exaggerating about not putting it in meaning not reaching—so I get to taste his sweet, salty fluid only a countable few times. But...
Snap
"Nong Gok.... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Today I, Ah.. can't hold on...
Phîi Pong shakes my head very hard. I myself rub my own lower part heavily, feeling the tip releasing fluid dripping onto the floor. As for Phîi Pong...
Squirt
"Gasp... gasp gasp gasp gasp Haa..... Ah..."
All I can do is open my mouth, letting both the cloudy white liquid and the golden color flow messily over the edges of my lips. My eyes are narrowed and dazed, my cheeks stained with tears, while my throat is trying to swallow the addictive sweet-salty taste, and it's... done.
I let mine out, messily covering the floor until it's all sticky!
"Don't make a face... Pant... like that, I won't be able to resist... taking you." Phîi Pong uses his thumb to pry my mouth open, looking at the mixed fluids inside with shining eyes, while I am raising my hand to cover my own butt because...
"Gok is hungry. More... Phîi Pong, give Gok, below. Below... Pant... is hungry now." I whisper in a faint, fluttering voice, sucking Phîi Pong's thumb that he puts into my mouth, while my hips are twitching rhythmically, as if begging for something to fill me inside. And that...
"Come here!" Pong says in a strong voice, pulling me out from under the table, and grabbing me all at once. I go up to sit on it, legs spread wide open. After that....
Snap
Swoop
"One go, a real swoop, just like you said." What Phîi Pong said last night isn't wrong. But I have no strength to argue. The thrill of the meat shaft entering all at once makes my body convulse. Both hands flail about on the table. Only my eyes look up, dazed.
"Phîi Pong... make it up to Gok... give it to Gok right now. Then I'll... stop being angry."
"Teasing me was because of... this, right?"
"Are you coming up... Lâ?" I ask, panting, almost out of breath, when below is filled tightly with my favorite thing.
A question to which Phîi Pong also leans down to bite my lips teasingly.
Then he whispers, "I'm not going easy on you today!" Of course, a horny youth like me wraps both arms around his neck.
"Consider that a promise then."
Ouch, someone like me, refusing? I like it absolutely, no matter what!
"Arrrrghhhhhh Ahhhhhhh!!!"
However, amidst the sound of the table legs shaking and hitting the floor, the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and my trembling moans, I think I hear a protest.
"Whimper whimper whimper" What about Moo's walk, Chao-nai!!!
Right now my mouth is too busy to answer, but if I could answer, I'd probably say.... get used to "the Gok-ness" of your Chao-nai, Ná.
It's not just Gok's Phîi Pong... but the horniness is very strong.
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