บท 20: Chapter 17 : The Second Time
"Ai'Tharn! I told you to stop "Ah!"
"Hit me. If you want me to stop, hit me."
The night was quiet, the stars were twinkling, most people are asleep, Tharn and Type's dormitory is a different scene, because at this moment, the person who is calling to stop was pulled on a trap and held tight, two lips that were buried in the body were constantly pecking at the other man's two and one hand is holding the wrong part that shouldn't be held.
"You don't think I dare say, stop it, Ai'Tharn, I tell you stop it."
The reprimand doesn't match the body actions. Type's hand was not like the one imagined will be used beat the man who held him, because then man was drunk and his hands hanged feebly on both sides of the hips, he was calm and sober for less than five minutes. Besides, I was still touching, Type couldn't push away his body, and even hope to further development.
He replied: "I can't stop."
Smooth.
Exertion.
When the tip of the tongue licked the dark nipple, Type was ready to move away from the offending tongue. His hands couldn't help but grasp the other man's shoulders, and his breathing became rapid, accompanied by the hard deep, hoarse whine of need, Tharn's hand was stroking a certain place rhythmically.
"And I know you can't stop right now."
The voice was so low that sounded like Type was biting his teeth came out, but it couldn't be rejected this assertion, his body was burning like fire now, and patience has reached its limit on the last minute, the last second, the body can't bear it, but the mouth was still nagging about the need to calm down, so when Tharn sucks his milk tip again, Type finally lost his composure.
Two hands pulled off the drunk clothes with both hands, open the closed mouth and accept the enthusiasm tongue in order to ease his desire, Tharn opened the zipper, pulled out his second brother and rub it against the bosom buddies second brother.
At this moment, the two people were mouth to mouth, c0ck to c0ck, and begin to fight bayonets.
"Oh! Fvck, ah!"
"That's it, ah, Ai'Type, that's it..." Continue to fight bayonets, the feeling of crispy hemp came. Occasionally, they used their hands to connect their forehead and hair together with a slight trill, Type was so happy that he wanted to escape to this realm, no one wants to stop. If they stopped them now, it's best to kill them.
Uh huh.
Then, Tharn quickly put his tongue into Type's mouth, moved a deep kiss, mouth water splashed down, while Type helped himself not to fall down from Tharn's lap with his hand feeling the temperature in his mouth. He was nearing the dream shore with a touch from the hot sticks rubbing each other which made him go almost crazy.
Ah.
"Oh! Ai'Tharn... fvck!" Type cussed softly, because he felt it when he was kissing him. Tharn's hand touched his buttock and his middle finger poked into the butt ditch. Type fell over himself since he felt like he can't help it after that touching, Type's second son stood up and met with the other man's little son, but he thought to himself:
If this continues he will be entered again.
"Ai'Tharn, push! You!" And he knew that if that rhythm continue, it's going to capsize and cvm early, so Type hand moved holding Tharn's shoulder. Tharn's fingers moved inside him together and narrowly pressed deep inside Type with a nibbling force that made it almost impossible for Tharn to form a coherent thought. He can't remember the sad things which happened when he was a child. He only knows now that his face is very comfortable. In a while, the whole body will be very comfortable when Tharn thrust his c0ck inside him.
"Ah..."
Their mouth met each other again. No matter where they are, they can't see their faces it's not because it's too dark, but it's because they are both so excited, and their mouths are reluctant to part and Tharn's fingers were still wandering deeper inside Type making him forget everything, his hand grasps two bayonets and rubbed them together.
"Let me in, I can't stand it..." Tharn whispered to him, but before Type can answer, Tharn's finger moves out of the path and be pulled him down, both of them were wearing the clothes and the southern boy, the owner of the said clothes were pulled down at the same time. Type's body and mind were ready, when the once said itchy mouth sucked the nipple.
It's punishment in its purest form!
"It's just sex!" Type blurted out, muttered to himself, the other side was working hard force his ass to bounce up, trying to get a hot object into his little channel, and his instinct told him that he was sure to press him down.
Go for it.
"Oh! Ah... Tharn, bastard!" Type has been shouting and swearing, and he was breathless, he closed his eyes, feel that heated thing was drilling deep, Type didn't know deep it was going, the friction it created shocking sensations in Type's spine.
"It hurts, but it's a freaking thrill." Type gasped, just feeling it was going way too deep inside him and to stop now was better to take a knife to hurt each other than to stop him now.
"Ah... You... You are squeezing me... Er... Fvcking good!" Drunk people are drunk and their brain filter was gone. The heat in Type's body almost melted him. At the same time he kept making whines like this:
"The fvck is squeezing ... Wh -... - a -... - t" Type screamed but still kept squeezing his butt muscles. He felt the intense heat that was causing his burn him. Type throbbed when he was touching the world he said he would never step into again:
I don't care about this fvcking world. I just care about how much I'm thrilled off by this sex
Harrumphs... Harrumphs... Harrumphs
Type raised his ass and smacked it down, holding the other man's shoulder tightly, and press him down. At that time, there was a low voice in his throat. He didn't know if he was ignited. What does it matter? Finally, he had to scream it when his spot was hit continuously. So the other side said:
"Let me do it..." Tharn can't stand being teased like this either, he didn't wait for the other side to answer, two hands grasp the other side's waist and he lifted Type up, when he stood up he said:
"Grab onto the bed." In other words, if this was in any time before, Mr. Thiwat would cuss back, but who let him leak out now? He can't control himself, so he just listened. Then he grabbed the edge of the bed and left his back wide open to the man standing behind.
Pain and happiness, it's the current state Type was feeling at this time. That's right.
"Ah!" The boy in the South screamed and pulled in air. He felt a hot big stick connecting with him ceaselessly, two hands lift the quilt on the bed, while the other one was actively cooperating with the beat of the stick, he also appeased the disobedience in front.
The heavy rhythm in which he was moving at made both bodies sync in movement...
"Ah!" Type put the knee of the leg to rest on the bed, this made the big stick push in at the back get inserted himself deeper and Type turned his head back to accept the warm affection kisses from the man behind him, sharp gasps may cause other dormitories to wake up.
But the two people who are crossing each other are very happy. How would they care about others, they were louder, and the intense heat vibrated in the world room.
Crack.
Those who was stymieing the cry was startled and came in a sudden earth shattering shaking with a delicate panting, and accumulate the desire for several days were released on the bed, the drunk man didn't come yet. Type really wanted to lift his feet and kick him, but still was patiently waiting for him to slow down, till...
"Ah... Hum... Hmmm... Er..." Tharn pulled out his body, he finally, it's released on Type's waist, buttock and back. This made the southern boy's teeth itch again.
After the high-temperature exercise were over, Type laid on his own bed and gasped twice, he didn't have the strength to curse, except for the picture just now...
"Huum... Huum... You have to clean my sheets you fvcking bastard!"
Tharn replied:
"Wait Ah... I'll buy you a new one... Here you are... "
After that, in the quiet night, only two people gasped heavily, and the second time was more intense than the first time.
If anyone felt like the second wild sex was over, the two won't wait to tear into each other or the boys will turn around and get annoyed with each other for a while, or hold each other and scream.
What happened will shock you! Then you are wrong, because after the release, Type went into the drummer's bed and went to sleep, and the drunk one was still lying on the floor under the promise to buy the new bed sheets.
So last night, you slept with me, and I slept with you, and they also slept with each other
The screaming didn't start until this morning.
"Motherfvcker!"
"You bastard are you awake now?"
This morning, Type was going to get up from bed, but the clock told him that it was almost 12 o'clock in the afternoon. But the other side is still sleeping like a dead pig. The first thing Type did is to cuss, he felt his body was inserted by that thing, the small channel of his body hurt like a bxtch.
That scream and the pillow hit made the drunk man wake up and look sheepish at Type, with a worried face, he felt that what he did last night was really wrong.
It's not enough because he did it so fiercely with all the enthusiasm. Anyway, it's stabbed, so he wasn't surprised to say Type couldn't get up this morning.
"Then try it for me, Ai'Bastard! Ai'Hiaa! Ai'Dog! You bastard! Don't make that wronged face! Don't give me that what will that make up for? What did you mean this Ah...? My butt is in bloom!" now Type brain was only processing pain in this matter, although he had not boasted before. What was said at last, the person who stood up to prepare for coming had lie back down like this.
The drummer felt that he had done everything wrong.
"Sorry, I didn't realize it last night."
"You don't have to make excuse to me. You expected it, did you?" Painful bullying human language with the bad anger made the listener stupefied, and at the same time, he looked down at the speaker with pity. When the feeling came to him, Tharn said seriously, "Yes, I expected... But I didn't think I needed you so much."
Need what?!
He didn't know why two people like to bite the other man's teeth, but Type was angry again, so he clenched his teeth tightly, what was the strange feeling he was feeling in his heart? Yes, just because the other side said he needed him, because even he can't self-lie, there was a fierce competition last night and the matter was overstretched because he himself need him…
Yes!
Blame that damned sexual desire, who told the beast in the crotch to stand up.
OK
"Don't touch me ever again!" Say it, put your big hand on his forehead, Type frowned, 'what do you want to do with him?' he twisted his head reluctantly, he felt he was easy to get upset. But Tharn didn't flinch, because the half breed came back to kneel at the bedside, he was pushed back by hand.
This move reminds them of what happened last night.
"I'm glad you don't have a fever." The tone from Type is comforting, but it made the man who strongly refused to worry about him calm down, but after a while, Type was back to the original.
"I said, you don't have to worry about me. I'm a boy. I won't die from something like that!" The listener raised his mouth.
"If I don't worry about my wife. Who would I worry about?"
What? Wife!!!
The eyes of the man who listened to him were wide open. He stared at him, all right, Type stared at him with his big eyes, gazing at the man in front of him. Then the voice of the man who saw whether he had a fever shouted solemnly: "I am not your wife!"
Tharn knew that the other side would not accept it, but the dignity of the old Top could not be put down, he was fascinated by Type's body and they melded together so perfectly so he said calmly, "But you still whined under me."
So after Type heard that, he clenched his teeth again. He fvcking stared at the man angrily and his voice was stern: "There is only sex between you and me only sex... Ai'Tharn not more than this relationship, not to mention the old top wife, not to mention love or boyfriends. We are two people, only two boys who have sex... That's all." The listener looked at the other side who looked like a serious talker, Type didn't close his eyes because he had a second time now, then there will come the third time, the fourth time, although it's just a slap, but in this matter, the two of them can only end up being friends, not more.
It will just a thing to remember, he has sex with a boy in his life... That's it.
Type's refusal to give in caused Tharn to sigh deeply that he could not formulate an answer. I went on to turn back to the Japanese table and start in silence then he took the man's lunch in bed as breakfast.
Yes, its lunch time, but the first meal is the first one. It's OK to order breakfast.
"Let's talk about it later I bought you porridge. Are you hungry?"
Although Type would like to refuse it, because he just talked about serious friends, but the quacking stomach didn't agree. After all, he didn't eat last night. He was hungry, so he sat down to eat, even though he was angry with the hand on his waist.
"Take it, and you have to take the medicine." On the face of it, southern kid didn't want to answer a few words, but since he still wanted to care for him, so he accepts the other side's kindness,
If the medicine works, he doesn't have to be sick.
Wait a minute? Medicine!
The man who was about to put the porridge in his mouth stopped and looked back at the one who was bringing it the man who was to be taking the medicine frowned at the half blood
"What?"
"Do you have any disease, Ai'Tharn?"
Taking the medicine is done when one is sick. When you think about it, the unconscious person suddenly thinks of what happened? His heart was filled with worry.
He didn't realize it last night. Now he was back in consciousness. He still remembered Ai'Tharn did not wear it.
Set.
He didn't know what to do when I ask Tharn, but I see the other party's worried God
He shook his head as he replied.
"I don't."
"I don't believe it!" The mean mouthed one was almost dancing now, he's waving the spoon in hand.
"How many people did you have? If you are ill, will I follow your into a disaster!" If Type had the strength now, he would have knocked him down
Last year, Tharn was hurt by this problem, but he continued:
"I didn't fool with anyone... Listen to me, Ai'Type, when I'm with other people, I was all very serious, one by one, and made sure they were not with anyone..."
Nonsense, and who said I don't like what you said to look down on my predecessor,
"You can rest assured that you also know that everyone needs to take a physical examination to see if there is any major disease? I came to college from high school. It's no different from you and... No, not since I was a freshman, I've only done it with you. "
The answer was clear and perfect, but Type shook his head.
"I don't believe it. I have to see it with my own eyes." Type, dropped the spoon started to stand up and prepared to take a bath.
"Where you going?" Tharn asked, looking at the Type of clothes.
"Hospital... You have to come and get checked too." Type answer firmly, Tharn frowned, dissatisfied with being thought that he was a carrier of a horrible disease, he can't believe but after he calmed down he said,
"Then you have to check with me."
"Why do I have to check?"
Tharn immediately replied, "You're not sure what I've done, anyway... You are the only one who wants to check. If it's not that I'm sick, it's that if you're sick!" This time it was a wonderful answer. The one who listened to him stopped, turned around and stared
He said:
"Then I'll check... Satisfied?" After that, Tharn smiled smugly, shook his head, and looked at the back and mouth of the man who left the dormitory
The corner of the mouth lifted up a little bit.
Why does he feel like he's going to have health tests before he gets married?
This idea made him feel the need to be more and more disease-free as long as he can let Type be calmed at heart, this little thing is nothing, because he's very sure that Type can trust that Tharn has no one but him.
Although he said he was a sex-friend... In fact, Tharn did not want this thing they has to end just about friends.
After the decision, now, two boys (they dare not wear the University Logo) were sitting waiting for the results of the examination, Tharn thought about this little illness and a little cold is not worth worrying about, but the man next to him, who walked pacing and pale looking, seems to be very impatient, this is really immature.
"Ah!" Tharn sighed, even though he knew it's childish, but at least he knew that he was suffering from it, but the man was different, so he reminded himself that he should be prepared in advance next time, but last night he was drunk.
"What the heck are you sighing about? Omg did you know you're sick." This problem leads to Tharn sighing again. Type always made him angry. At this time he wondered if this is the same man he hugged, Tharn could only say:
"You don't have to think about it, can you? Not every gay man is like how you think so."
"Oh, you slept with me." Type spoke in a low voice, afraid of being heard, Tharn shook his head.
"I'm very sure that I am not a man whore. I slept with you because..." The drummer turned back and looking at him, he said with great seriousness, "I'm sure I like you, that's why I slept with you and not it's not like you think that it's just a passing desire, a need."
His voice was very serious. It's not like he was joking by the silent listener, and looking at his eyes to understand his thoughts, but in a blink of an eye, Type turned around and looked at other places. He didn't speak. Just then the nurse called his name, he stood up and walked into the result.
Tharn was also called and walked into another room.
"Don't worry, you don't have any serious illness... This doctor is very happy that the children like you give these matter importance and not worry about shame. It should be a priority to have them repeatedly." Tharn who expected that this will be the answer smiled, said thank you, and then went out of the consulting room to look for the pale tense face man.
The man's face raised Tharn's eyebrows.
"How are you?" Tharn asked him after looking at him with a worrying face.
"The damned doctor asked me if I had ever done anything with a boy. Ha, interfere with my private affairs, should have just given me my results!" Regardless of where they are those who are prejudiced worries are as small as theirs. Type stepped aside, and went to one side, leaving Tharn to sigh.
"The reason why the doctor asked is because he wants to understand the situation. You have to answer."
"Understand the situation bullshit, looked at me and got angry that I wanted to punch him." In fact, Tharn didn't want to tell him how his legs looked when he walked, dragging legs pale sickly looking face, shaking legs whoever won't make certain guesses when they see that. The doctor will ask when he saw them, but since he didn't want to tell him, so he changed the topic: "What about the result?"
"Do you think I'm sick? I'm safe." Type tone was a bit provocative.
Tharn smiled and said, "I'm safe, too. You can rest assured."
The answer made Thiwat breathe easily, "OK, I can rest assured that I've wasted so much time just for disease..."
"Ha ha..."
"What are you laughing at?!" When the anger subsided, the man who had two spoons of porridge stomach grumbled loudly until Tharn stood up, then smiled saying the hunger has to be solved, looking at each other, Tharn felt this dark skin man shy blushing was cute.
Even though he thinks so, smiled. Tharn needed to clear his throat immediately. He coughed got up and choked the laughter back.
"That will be uncomfortable until you eat. I'm hungry. Let's go for supper now." The drummer spoke and held the other man's shoulders with his hands, but the person who was caught leans over and didn't let get touched.
"Don't help me!" the person who didn't want to talk about his grumbling stomach wanted to eat on his own. Then he walked at the front and carried on his and Tharn was following like an elephant then he asked a question and talked about non importance things.
"Then following this, you and I will..." Type looked at him with his eyes wide open he seemed wanting to think hard but at least he was not in denial because he said.
"Just sex." The listener smiled.
Fortunately, Type didn't say they wouldn't go on with it. Which means he will have more chances, Tharn also wanted this person who hates gays to love him as much as possible.
Now their story is just beginning.
He didn't know how the young nurses saw them. The look they gave them were look, 18-19-year-olds went to the hospital for physical examination together. One of them looked like pale, who would have thought of anything but that...
"It's a pity that they are both handsome."
"But they are also a serious pair. They even came to the hospital for examination together to check their health."
The female nurses whispered this and that... even if that although she had misunderstood it, she was actually going to be right in the future... Who knows?
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