Tua Aeng

EXTRA - The Wedding Night Version 2

*****Warning – This chapter contains content not suitable for persons under the age of 18 *****

We bid the family goodbye then Mild catches me for some last-minute congratulations and when I turn around Gulf has disappeared. Then I am handed a note. "Phi, I asked Mild to provide a distraction for me. I am already at the honeymoon cottage. Hurry up love. I am waiting for you."

I leave the beach and return to the cottage. I open the door.

Damn. I am going to lose my mind tonight.

Gulf is kneeling in the center of the bed. He is wearing a large white dress shirt like the one he wore in Tharn/Type Season 1...the episode when he came back from visiting his parents. It is completely unbuttoned, his chest peeking through the opening, skin like golden honey, and.... he is naked from the waist down.

"Do you like your present Daddy?" He asks, skin blushing bright pink. "Why don't you strip for me and we can both enjoy the show?

Fuck. When I read the note. I was not expecting this.

"Owh. You want Daddy to strip for you? What are you going to give to Daddy if he provides this....service?"

"Whatever Daddy wants." He whispers. He is kneeling on the bed legs bent beneath him ready to enjoy the show. I slowly remove my shoes then let my jacket slide down my arms and fall to the floor. His eyes never leave me, they follow my every move. I trail my hands across my abs before slowly popping the button on my pants. He eyes begins to glaze and he licks his lips, before trapping his bottom lip between his teeth. I rotate my hip, dancing for him then I turn around. I look at him over my shoulders then I pull my shirt from my pants. I lift it over my shoulders showcasing the muscles of my back, letting him watch as they contract and relax. I turn slowly then pull the t-shirt completely off and thrown it at him. He jumps, startled, skin flushing, his breathing becoming a bit ragged. I flex my chest muscles. "Like what you see Bii?" I tease him. I flex for him, dancing, moving my fingers down my chest, swaying, grinding, and then I stop. Fuck. I am frozen for a minute because Gulf has just reached down, his hands encircle his dick, and he starts to jerk off while watching me.

"Owh! Why did you stop Daddy? I though you wanted me to enjoy the show?"

I blink to release myself from my stupor before continuing to strip. I slowly lower my zipper, my hands behind my head, working my hips, and let my pants fall down my thighs. Gulf is slowly working his dick, eyes dark, soft moans escaping his lips as he watches me.

I step out of my pants and kick them to the side running my hands over the sides of my chest and my abdomen. I place my hands under the band of my underwear and lower it up and down while dancing for him.

"You want to see this Bii? Want to see what present Daddy has for you?"

"Ahhhh." Gulf moans as he strokes his dick, hands sliding up and down in slow, firm strokes. "Yes Daddy, show your baby his present."

I let my underwear fall to the floor my dick standing straight up against my abs. I circle it with my fingers. "Want to taste your present Bii?"

He crawls to the end of the bed then kneels on the floor and takes my cock into his mouth. "Ahh fuck." I say as the wet heat of his mouth engulfs me. I place my hand on his head, pushing my hips into his mouth. "Shia Gulf, you mouth feels so damn good."

His white shirt falls off his shoulders exposing his shoulders and upper back, pooling at his elbows. I look down and get another surprise. He is wearing white socks with his shirt. Damn, he's so sexy tonight.

"Gulf, prepare yourself for me."

He releases my cock from his mouth and looks up at me. "I already did." He answers.

Shock ripples through me. "What the fuck have you been watching Bii." A growl rips through my throat, I reach down and lift him off the floor hoisting him up and placing his legs around my waist. I carry him to the bed and sit him on the edge. "Open your thighs for me baby."

I reach into the bedside table and remove the lube coating my dick then put his legs onto my shoulders and sink my dick into his ass. "Fuuuckkkk." He cries out, fingers grasping at his hair trying to contain himself. I lean into him until his hips raise off the bed and place my hands on the bed near his head for support. "Hold you thighs for me Bii." I ask as I push slowly into him. He is moaning, begging. "Please. Please nah. Please."

"Bii, tell Daddy what you want." "Close... so close... please Mew.. please." I slide him to the center of the bed and turn him on his side. One of is legs is now between mine while the other is still suspended on my shoulder then I spread his thighs and fuck him hard. He feels so fucking good. I can feel his rectum tightening, relaxing, his body preparing to release. "That's it Baby, cum for your Daddy, let Daddy hear you cum." He reaches down and encircles his dick with his hand, stroking it hard, fast. "Oh Fuck." I feel the tightness building behind my balls, the ringing in my ears, then the pressure in my head releases as I cum inside him. I look down, his seed is splattered on the sheets. We both collapse to the bed and I gather him into my arms, kissing him gently, holding him, as we come down from our high.

"I love you Tua Aeng."

"I love you Tiirak."

We hold each other drifting to sleep in each other's arms. We still have so much to face, so much growing to do, but at least we get to spend it at each other's side. The sun and his sunflower. Tua Aeng and Tiirak.