A story of our favorite peraya couple .it's short, it's sweet, it's angsty it's fun ..it's just me and my writing going crazy
the characters belong to bittersweet,plot mine and images to Google.
Cover courtesy m00nxsvn.. thank you so much 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
" What are you doing staring at me like that, like I am some eighth wonder of the world, come on get in the car, I want you taste my cooking and I have a surprise for you, I really missed you."
" You did?" Kong immediately forgets all about the wealthy part and out of his league negative thoughts he was having about Arthit, missing comment was enough to put his heart at ease. Arthit missed him too, yipee.
" You are also an engineer, your family is also rich, moreover at such a young age you have got a important position for this prestigious project overseas, you are no less..so stop admiring me with star struck eyes." Arthit pinches his cheeks when Kong starts smiling smugly, he is again back to his happy self and can't wait to crush at Arthit's pad and do some very naughty activities .
The car takes around twenty minutes to reach a posh neighbourhood with small bungalows each with adjoining small open gardens. Kong looks amazed, the streets are all lighted up with the season's lights but the neighbourhood itself is calm and quiet. But not cold or gives off vibe of aloofness. Infact many children are playing in the small open gardens between the houses and people are talking casually or walking their dogs around. The cars in front of the houses are the ones giving away the owners status , there are Ferraris Lamborghinis BMW's Jaguars and Audi's parked in front of most homes and also the constant security patrol.
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Kong has observed the odd red sticker in front of the wind screen of Arthit's this car too, now he knows it's the permission to enter the electronic gate to this neighbourhood and also to his own house. Arthit's house is also similar to the pattern of the other homes but you can very well make out it's a bachelor pad with its casual beanbags strewn hitter thither and big stereo, and the humongous refrigerator, the only furnitures in the living room.
" come in" kong instantly likes the huge avengers poster on the wall and various collages of his family members as magnet on the refrigerator. Everything is minimally decorated giving off a cool aura and casual persona of the owner of the house.
" wanna make out or movie time"
" can we do both" kong loves the feel of the place and keeps on roaming here and there, but never leaving Arthit's hand during the stroll of the house .
" ok come upstairs then , we will do both, what you wanna watch, I have got all classics and also the latest ones" Arthit guides him to the master bedroom on the first floor with a huge bed, fire place and a big 60" led tv adorning the wall. The lighting of the room dim and everything white and splashes of somber woody red . It's beautiful just like the man he his holding hands with.
" Do you have city of Angel or sweet November?"
Arthit looks flabbergasted with his movie choices..
" both are tragedies! you want to cry? I thought you wanted to enjoy and do romance "
" I want to make out with you, so when I cry you will soothe me and then we will have something very hot and steamy to elevate my mood"
" we can do exactly that without watching such tragic movies!" Arthit deadpans really not understanding kong's logic.
" where is the fun in that" and so soon Arthit finds himself, totally puzzled under the sheets, watching kong bawling his eyes out, while finishing the hot noodles and coffee choco cake baked by him specially for kong, as Nicholas cage falls from grace and Meg Ryan about to die.. he is not finding anything really tragic anymore in the story since he has already seen it in his teen age years.
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Suddenly he finds kong sitting on his lap, as he is busy watching the last scene of salvation in the sea,
" comfort me. He grinds his hips onto his length making it grow harder with every movement. He bends down under the sheet and with his teeth slowly removes the warm thermal white slacks Arthit is wearing. His length springs free as his boxers are removed in a similar way. Kong's eyes are red shot due to all that unnecessary crying, but glazed in lust mirroring Arthit's hooded lust filled clear ones.
He removes his own pant and shirt and he yanks Arthit's remaining garment, his woollen shirt off in one go.. his bruises from earlier lovemaking is still fading .. kong kisses all of them one by one. Arthit abruptly switches their position, now he is on top, his hard length grinding onto kong's. He moves it up and down holding both of them together at the slit, kong can only moan and presses his head back into the pillow , overwhelmed by the shooting pleasure inside his body.
" Remember we are switching tonight" he licks the ear and pushes his tongue inside .while kongpob is squirming from the wriggling muscle playing inside his mouth, eardrum, his neck his nubs as a finger rubs his nerve bundles inside..
" Fuck you are too tight, relax Kong" how can he relax when his fingers are now thrusting in and out and his hips involuntarily matches the motion trying to take him more deeper inside,
" Please ..please .. Arth...please" he cries and pleads incoherently..but Arthit keeps on scissoring him now with three fingers and curves them again and again vandalizing his sweet spot, the hard length rubbing on his hard length but not taking possession of him..
" Please Arth I beg you , fuck me hard please" Kong tears are streaming down now due to incredible pleasure and torture..
Arthit heeds him this time slowly inching his length in, loving the eager thrust of Kong's hips to do it fast, the nails digging in his back to push him in more ..and he does that in one go from slow to sudden, uptil hilt ..surprising Kong..and then the mad frenzy of thrusting in and out starts and Kong losses every coherent thought, every being of time place and person..only understanding a pleasure deep inside his belly trying to burst forth and when he rams his sweet spot again and again, he releases spurts after spurt..an orgasm so deep so powerful, kong for some moments looses complete sanity..mumbling like a mantra
" Love you Arth, love you ..love you..love you...aahhhhhh..
Arthit orgasm hits too almost at the same time ..but he just stares and shivers, as the waves of pleasure leaves his body..hearing the chanting.. mesmerized but very very scared..
The two eyes meet, post orgasmic high still making their heartbeats erratic..but red shot eyes, tears falling freely from the pale one meets with the black, clear, surprised and satisfied tanned skinned ones this time..
" Arth what happened, why are you crying?"
" Kong, we need to speak.." Arthit moves away from him , disconnecting the bond..sudden emptiness engulfs kong, he doesn't like this feeling at all..
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A/n::: little by little things will reveal but it's a sweet love story always ..
