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Honestly, Perth thought he knew what he was getting himself into when he stepped into Saint's apartment. It was rather big, but Saint was a stripper.

Saint's petite figure was merely a dark shadow before the lights flickered on and he was a beautiful creature with glowing skin and brilliant eyes.

"Would you like something to drink?" Saint asked casually, flicking his wrist towards what Perth assumed was the kitchen.

"Er, I-"

"Or you can use the loo it's down the hall."

"Only if I'm able to use this Son down the hall," Perth muttered, pulling the lad in for another kiss.

Saint moaned into Perth's mouth when the younger's hands gripped Saint's bum.

"Get your hands off my arse, Tanapon, so I can get on my knees," Saint breathed, tracing his hands under Perth's shirt.

Perth's breath hitched and Saint's words went straight to his cock.

Saint was going to suck him off?

It didn't take long for Perth to remove his shoes and pull his jeans down, considering he was in a rush to have Saint's mouth around him.

The smaller lad waited impatiently, bouncing on his toes before he reached down and removed his own shoes. Perth's shirt was gone next and he was almost completely bare in Saint's foyer.

"Can we go- er, in the other room?" Perth requested, raising an eyebrow.

Saint rolled his eyes, but led Perth to the den, where he shoved Perth onto the couch and all both lads could feel was déjà vu.

But this time, Saint was going to win.

"One second," Saint requested, holding up a finger and disappearing into another room.

Perth began to wonder what was taking so long when Saint came back in the room, wearing a large tee and fucking panties and gosh, he was trying to kill Perth.

"Son," Perth mumbled with wide eyes, moving his hands to feel Saint's soft hips.

They really were beautiful.

Saint pulled Perth to his feet and then the smaller man got down to his knees.

Saint removed Perth's boxers, letting Perth's erection spring free and Saint blushed because he felt a weird feeling in his stomach.

He made Perth hard and he hadn't done anything. He was just Saint. Like, Perth want even sporting a semi- it was completely hard.

Perth smiled softly, bringing his hands to Saint's face, running one through Saint's hair and the other across Saint's jaw.

Saint licked his thin lips, trying to concentrate on his mission, before taking Perth into his mouth.

It was like Perth stepped into paradise.

Perth's head lolled back instantly, closing his eyes when Saint licked along his slit and, fuck, Saint was moving his head, craning his neck, where Perth could spot a faint hickey.

Perth had given him that hickey two days ago.

"Saint" Perth moaned. Saint blinked innocently up at Perth, still sucking him off, and it looked uncomfortable for the small man, but Perth really couldn't focus.

He let out another breathy moan and fisted Saint's hair, pushing him further up his dick. Although Saint gagged, he continued to suck Perth off like a pro.

Perth realized how utterly innocent Saint managed to pull himself off as.

He had the look in his eye, but he also had his tiny hands clutched in his lap, and he was hollowing his cheeks like he was sucking on a popsicle- not a dick.

Perth was tottering towards his high rather quickly.

He gripped Saint's hair harder and was just reaching his orgasm when the front door busted open and a girl came in.

As soon as her eyes landed on the pair in the den, she gasped and Perth was frozen and Saint was still sucking him off.

Anyone would have found it amusing, but Perth was wincing as he trying not to come and the girl was staring straight into Perth's eyes and Saint popped off Perth's member, smirking.

"Oh my God, what are- in the living room, Son? You said an emergency!" Te girl squealed, not seeming phased by the fact that there watered two mostly naked, highly attractive guys in front of her.

"Wait, wait. You told her to come?!" Perth asked, his voice raspy as he picked up his boxers and pulled them on, wincing because he was painfully hard.

Saint got to his feet and laughed a tinkling laugh.

"Yeah, I asked her to come because I didn't want you to come."

The girl snorted and Perth's face flushed. He'd never been humiliated before. And he didn't like it.

But, Perth had to admit- Saint's devious brain was... Interesting. It made Perth a but scared because Saint was not intimidated by Perth.

"Well, great, I couldn't orgasm. Can I leave and go wank so your girl friend can-"

"Hello, my name is Modem and I'm not his girlfriend. As you can tell, he's gay," the girl-Modem- scoffed.

"I said girl friend. Like you're a girl, who is his friend" Perth muttered, moving past her to grab his jeans and Saint felt a little bad for pulling Modem into this and not letting Perth come, but, hey, Perth didn't let Saint come to days ago.

And Saint sighed, crossing his arms. "Perth, I can finish you off if you go to my-"

"I'll just leave," Perth snapped as he pulled on his boots. Clutching his shirt in his hands, Perth left.

"What the hell?!" Modem mumbled, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples.

"I just... Payback, y'know?" Saint replied, watching the closed door.

Fuck.

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