章節 14: Chapter 11 : Under The Cold Water
Then I will let you know that there is a more comfortable way than using my mouth
There is a more comfortable way than using my mouth
There's a more comfortable way
Son of a gun! Son of a gun! Son of a gun!
"I want to die!!! Damn it!"
For me, who hate gay very much, this period of time is turning into a mental illness.
Because whether it's sitting, lying, eating, washing or playing, the person he hates and his soft and deep voice, as well as his eager eyes
He's been wandering in his mind.
How did it become like this! He didn't know when he began think of Tharn
When, like a variety of fantasy Prince of little girl ah!
Meow.
"The more I live, the more I go back. It's a failure. It's over!" Type used both hands to hold on to his head and felt like powerless. He thinks he has had a brain attack recently he hated the person who he lived together with. Now... Also thought about him for many nights before.
Hate, but hate was not long ago that was directed at his own look of embarrassment.
It's all my dad's fault. He has to fight me. We'll continue to do that
Working hard, there must be conflicts because of Tharn. It's not that serious
Contradiction, but even if weak I still want to fight for my own.
"What a mess I'm thinking now"! Stop it now. Don't think about it the end is only finally. The young man almost smashed his head on the wall because when he thought of the shame of bending over and giving someone that part of him.
"No! I didn't think about that, I don't want to get fvcked, if I could choose, no matter what I'll be the one on top!"
Hum!
As soon as he finished, he got goose bumps and stared at his face and his eyes widened because he had just changed his mind, from it won't happen again no matter what to now he was thinking about who is going to do the topping, which means, in his heart he has been accepted it to a great extent, hasn't it!
Crack!
"Because of him!" This time Type held on the pillow and wallowed on his sexual confusion and then threw the pillow at the bed whose owner is the source of all of this, who knew that someone could suck like that making someone fell like they are ascending to the heavens. He must be hooked right?
Pat!!! Pat!! !
"All! Because! Of him!!" Until the end, Type took back the pillow and smashed it on his bed repeatedly while denying and still wanting to cuss at him. No, don't, don't like it. But he can't lie to his body, his body tells him how much it wants the repeat of that. He recalled the last time, because Tharn he was able to release myself. It made him desperate.
So his other mistake is that it felt too good.
"What do I praise him for?!" The man who was sexually confused banged his head on the bed still panting heavily. With the unnecessarily workout Ai'Thiwat has been like this since that night. Even when he went back to school techno had to ask what was going because he was dazed all day. And he did that by using a thick book and hit Type on the head with it and the good friend pointed to him that he has been in this funky for few days now.
For during lunch it was the same replay: Then I will let you know that there is a more comfortable way than using my mouth
Why does it feel like I'm back in my childhood, that I'm so disgusted that I want to put that there?
The killing intent of a man made him disappear, the fear shrinking into a small thing
Suddenly, as it disappeared, when Tharn appeared
Creak!
Oh!
There was a slight noise at the door, which made Type turn around to look at the door and see the doorknob hands were spinning and Type knew who was coming in.
Bang!
"Hooei!!!" he picked up the pillow and threw it. When the pillow in his hand flew to the person who was coming face. The person who just came in at 9pm cried out guarded up against the pillow frightened,
The free hand caught the pillow on the face accurately, and then when Type expected to see an angry little face, Tharn just pulled the pillow off his face.
"What's the matter with you?" when he saw the face of the culprit who lost the pillow, Tharn didn't feel angry when he spoke, he was just a little dissatisfied.
The culprit's face was wrinkled into a frown, and his eyes were confused and uneasy. And his lips tightly pursed, slightly white. All of these indicate that Type was frightened
Tharn was at a loss. This look on Type made Tharn unbelievable, Tharn can't help feeling better when he saw it.
- If Type is angry, he will attack him; if Type is in a bad mood, he'll come to hate himself, but if he's as quiet as he is now and turned his face away this is a good direction. His behavior looked like... It's lovely.
Toot toot
"My pillow!" Yes! When he saw someone else take the pillow away which he had thrown from his bed he started yelling right away and rushed to get his pillow back.
Two leg stands back to where they were is, standing still. It looked like he's afraid. Someone will do something again to him. And then he felt that he doesn't want to walk on the same floor as him he returned back to the bed.
This attitude, if it's just a moment ago, Type may get his cold shoulder
He will be ridiculed and scolded for being narrow-minded. But now Type had a new attitude which made Tharn who was standing in the middle of the living room, to chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"My mouth, I can laugh when I want to"
"Bastard!" he saw that he was putting things on the bed, and then he put the snack bag on the table, and then the stuffs were taken out of the bag and the bag owner turned to Type.
"Wanna eat some?"
Tharn put the fish cake in front of Type. Type used to steal it to eat it but now he came back with a loud voice
"No! Don't try to lure me with food. I don't trust you. In case you put something in there to make me do things, then I will be miserable, I won't get close to you!"
Tharn rubbed his head. But still put the box of snacks on the side of my bed,
Then he opened up his own water to drink, Type thought that Tharn would not continue persistently to keep talking to him.
Well, I don't want to be closer to you than I am now.
... Cooing!
The man who was picking up the water to drink stopped and said, "I won't lure you with the food." After that, Tharn took another swig of his drink. Type saw why Tharn was coveted by girls. He was swallowing water and that think beautiful neck looked so.... God kill me now, because that mouth made Type recognize the word... Sexy man
Fatal! Fatal! Fatal! Ah ah
It's not that I'm going to die. What I'm talking about is that my whole life is not without, I've met some very sexy boys, but at this moment, the man who is drinking water in front of me, his appearance can be called an art... Sexy to death.
I must be crazy!
When Type was struggling in his heart, the half-blood Tharn turned his head with warm eyes and looked at him. And then Type just slowly and longingly swallowed his saliva deeply
What! Why am I craving for Tharn!
"Because it's just my mouth you are already struggling with yourself."
Annoying!
"Asshole! I hate you"! And then, since Type couldn't think of any conclusions. He can only that cuss word. Quickly got up, red blushing face, maybe because of anger or that he was shy. And then he walk out the door with heavy steps
"I'm going to take a shower"!!!
Bang!
After that, he slammed the door heavily, making a very loud sound. Eating
Tharn who was drinking his sprite stopped for a while, then laughed out loud, because, just now, he saw this was so cute. I almost can't control Type of. Now he can't control himself even more.
Because... He's really cute.
Tharn whispered again, "What a madman told him to go take a shower and not take any of the toiletries to use." And look at what Type was wearing, he must have already showered. So Tharn got up and quickly took the toiletries to shower.
Sometimes I say I want to take a bath Maybe it's an invitation.
"Fvck!"
In the bathroom of the dormitory building, Type had just took the shower head to his hand and looked at the mirror, Tharn's face reflected from his own side in the bathroom, he doesn't want others to disturb him. He was not in the mood to be asked what happened to him or answer them, but still can't help cursing. Anyone can see how nervous he is...
Nervous.
How can I be nervous!
Hoo!
Type looked down at the culprit in his pants who made him nervous, fvck... The expansion is getting bigger and bigger and raised a sizable tent.
"I so want to die." Type murmured again. Because if he is asked what made his private parts tent like this. The answer is not that difficult... Tharn bares the blame for it.
He didn't know why. When he hear his murmuring, he remembered the night of shame. It something so shameful and humiliating that makes him want to disappear. But for Type the nostalgia is overwhelming.
"I'm bad! I'm bad...." The deep, stressful voice murmured as he went to one of the bathroom to release his stressing tent, then he wanted to hurry back to sleep and wake up early so he can escape from the room early. So there won't be a need to see that person.
"You forgot the shower gel, Ai'Type."
"Hooei!"
He was about to walk into the bathroom when a hand grabbed his arm and a voice spoke. Type was shocked and he was afraid. He knew who the man was the scary thing was he knew who the person was before he even turned. And then before he knew what was going on, he was dragged into a shower by a force into a shower compartment, followed by a crash.
"You are crazy!"
When he realized that he was dragged in, and Tharn and he were crowded in the narrow shower, if it wasn't for Tharn controlling him and reaching out to cover his mouth, Type would have been loud and would be a shout match. Tharn's eyes were sharp, his eyes were slowly approaching him, with a deep calm and his voice said to him.
"If you shout it out, they will all know, you and me are together in a shower cubicle."
Bang!
For a moment, his whole body was stiff, and his eyes were staring at Tharn who had a smile on his mouth.
Tharn's hand moved away from his mouth. He knew that the Type was scared of the shame and he would not shout out to let people know that he's with a gay man alone in a shower cubicle.
Type was full of nervousness but still asked: "Then what the hell are you doing in here ah!" Trying to push him away and leave before anyone can find out. Tharn, who put his toiletries aside saw that Type wanted to escape and blocked him from going out. When Type felt that Tharn would not let him run away. He began to go through mental anguish. Looking at the corners of Tharn's mouth those were filled with a smile he has never seen before.
Smile as if he were the master of everything.
"I told you no, I don't use my mouth only."
"Ai'Hiaa! Let go of me!" Type was angry, and then he pushed Tharn away,
Then there was a loud noise, it made the shower head turn off in the next cubicle
"Ah, what's the matter there?" the person in the next cubicle asked aloud
Type was dead scared. He didn't know if the person I the next cubicle found them
In between, he motioned to Tharn to shut up and he replied.
"No, nothing, just a slip."
"Take it easy man"
Tharn laughed wildly: "ha haha haha, eh, take it easy!" Tharn's arms were tight holding on Type's waist. As for Type even if the hug was annoying but he can't do anything. If he hit Tharn, this will bring the man in the next shower over. And looking at his eyes, he knew if anyone saw them two in this shower...
Well, Tharn didn't care at all.
He is ready to come out, but what does have to involve me!
In the end, Type was full of resentment and tried to escape from the door. If not for...
"Hello, man are you still in the bathroom?"
"Still in" When Type heard the voice of person asking from outside, he was instantly stiff. He knew that he can't go out now. "Well, hurry up. They're waiting at the 7 / 11 gate"
"No need to wait. I'll go to my room first then I'll go out with you." Whoever he wants to go down to see anything, Type didn't want to know where the man was going to revel, because all he wants to know is why there is Tharn huffing on his ear.
A piece of...
"What are you holding me for?" I asked eagerly in my voice. When Tharn's hand around his waist, swam and held the place he didn't want to be held. Tharn went to Type's earlobes let an ambiguous chuckle, and though they were all boys, Tharn laughter in his ear still made Type's hair stand up.
"Don't play dumb now."
Beep!
"Fvck!" Type clenched his lips when Tharn's teeth were softly biting his earlobe, not because Tharn was in this narrow shower and hugging him from behind his waist, but the one in the pants can't think normally and wished to come out to play.
Clap
"He could hear that people outside were still talking about taking the TA or something else. But when he reacted, Tharn turned on the shower and the water flew down and splashed on his clothes. Type can't help but scold him again.
Type lowered his voice and cursed, "Asshole, I'm all wet!"
"Take it off. Do you want to go back wet like this?"
"No!" of course not his dignity was hanging on a thin wire and it doesn't matter which person is moving forward and who is moving backward. He quickly removed his wet clothes. He was sure that Tharn would carry out what he had just said.
Tharn didn't say a word, except Step back a little, then quickly take off
The trousers and the shirt on Tharn went off. When Type heard the voice behind him, he turned around, and Tharn walked to him with an evil face
Close to him!
Shit, the man looked so oppressive! And his little Tharn's got bigger!
"Don't come here!" When Type saw Tharn naked, he knew he was caught on the spot today
The handsome boy approached him. No matter how brave Type was, he became very cowardly in an instantly and forgot the shower head water running down, and he kept retreating until his clothes were wet, and there's no room to back off.
"Hello... I really am going to shout!"
"Yes, you have to tell them that people of your size were lured into the shower cubicle by me... Who will believe you?"
Go to hell!
Type can only cuss him in his heart, because he also agreed with Tharn. He's 180, and Tharn is a few centimeters tall. Everybody knew if a man of this figure is only comfortable in bed, the size of his pxnis is very suitable!
I was not lured in! I was dragged in by the force!
"I won't do anything to you." In a moment, there came Tharn's gentle banter.
The cold eyes seemed to stare at interesting prey. Tharn, slowly walked close until they were very close with only the cold water run along the two of them going down. But it didn't relieve them, or calm down their heated desires and dryness sensation.
Look at the body of the other actress, will you not have such a strong desire ah?!
Type murmured in his heart alone. Because all the time when he was watching AV, he was sure that he would not look at the people galloping on it, but at the women chanting under the men, so that you can let go. But there must be something different in his head at this moment, because now instead of his libido lowering it was screaming high, it's expanding to amazing size.
Hello!
"Who said anything will happen!" Type said angrily. Tharn said nothing is going to happen just now, but what his hands did was totally inconsistent with what he said.
"Um! Just going to make your body happy." What did Tharn say after that Type didn't know? His ears seemed to be unconscious. Because Tharn's voice was low in his ear and caused awkward sensations. Type didn't know where his sensitive spot is. He shudder instantly. When Tharn kissed himself, he held his lips closed tightly.
"If it wasn't for the man outside, I would have taken care of you." Type answered him in a tone that showed how much he hated him, and tell him how much he doesn't want this to happen.
"Whatever excuse you want to give yourself, you can do it."
I hate you!
Type roared in his heart, tightly pressed his lips, afraid of any voice leaking out. When the pants in front of him were taken off, his heart is still silent praise to him, he didn't pull down the last line of defense that guarded little Type. If this is gone, he can be said to be really butt naked.
"En ~!" When Tharn held his whole heated rod and chuckled, Type wanted to break his neck. All this shows that the reason why he laughed is because of Type own thing is expanding like his.
"Hooei... Ah" But because Tharn's fingertips were rubbing his sex organ gently, he made the said sex organ have begun to wet. And Type was so easily aroused to the point where he can only groan with his throat and look at the two c0cks colliding together. Reason tells his that he should struggle to escape, but his body has surrendered to Tharn and yearned for heavenly pleasure. Tharn will make him felt more pleasant than that.
I am also a man, I want to get some, want to experience, and this is a very normal thing.
At the same time, Tharn's fingers held up his hot rod, and two fingers slowly
The gentle rubbing made my whole body convulse and tremble. The other hand swims on and move around. Two fingers move gently until the tip was red and swollen. Typed lift as much his high hips, following Tharn's lead over and over again.
"Argh, Argh!" The sound of breathing became more and more rapid and heavy. Type tried to hold it tight to his own clothes, legs which became weak began to slide down. Tharn saw him like this, the corner of his mouth rose with a smirk. Tharn's body was turning red. Type knows that the people with whiter skin, when they are in love, the more red their skin turn.
"You know why it's called fencing." Tharn whispered in Type's ear, letting him know, Type wanted to shout why do I need to know.
Puff!
"Ah" before he roared, Type let out a groan. When Tharn's hot stick came close and rubbed on both sides of his legs, the libido was aroused, and Type unconsciously lift his hips and his own hot rod rubbed back. This made Type understand why it's called that.
Cha! Cha! Cha!
The cold water flowed down through two people's bodies. No one cared about it at the moment because both of them focused on the waist where they were rubbing against each other. Discuss of what is gay and what is not, Type can't control his body. He was getting closer to Tharn for more friction.
"Aargh, Aargh!" Now Type's back was close to the back wall, Tharn was close to his body until the hot rods of their lower body rubbed together several times of close grinding and squeezing, the white mucus released splashed on the two people,
Then it flowed with the current. There was a trembling gasp from both men.
Swiftly
"You... Ah...Hmm..." Type stopped when Tharn buried his head in his neck, gently kissing and nibbling his neck, a hand touching his front chest. Under him, Type was biting his lips to suppress his groans, one hand working hard trying to push Tharn away, but his whole body is powerless due to the control of desire wreaking havoc in his body.
Damn it!
"Do as I did just now." before he pushed him away, Tharn caught one of his hands went down and forced him to hold two of their warm rods together as he had just held them in his own hands. Letting him hold the hot rod as Type was just guided himself, and keep going with the rhythm increasing the friction action. Type wanted to tell him he didn't want for his c0ck to be held by other men, he thinks it's terrible. Let's let him hold someone else's thing He was determined not to.
Whew, whew, whew
"It's so hot!" But he's just thinking about it. Actually, he still reached out and held them, then followed the desire in his body. He knew he can't deny it.
Type knew that when he cross-fight with Tharn's meaty blade, he will have an indescribable pleasure.
While Tharn kisses his body, a hand moves in his chest,
After that...
"Don't touch my chest!" Type said in a low voice. But the more he tries to stop it, in fact, the more he wanted Tharn to touch him. When Tharn pinched the two red dots with his fingers and pressed them, he was very satisfied with this. Then Tharn lowered his head and used the tip of his tongue to do a lightly licking.
"I... I am a man Ah... There... I don't feel!" It's like saying that he was lying to himself. Because when Tharn licked back and forth with the tip of his tongue, Type breathing and chest heaved more and more rapidly. At this time, both men's lower body parts were full and the sxmen and water are mixed together.
At the same time, Tharn didn't expect his body to have such a sensitive response, because Tharn just licked it. And Type's hands were burning all over his body. Tharn opened his lips, stood up and look at Type, who was breathing fast because of this sexual event.
Tharn doesn't need to use a mirror, but he was the same at this time.
"Ai'Type" that has a low and hoarse voice, and Tharn got closer and wants to kiss,
If not for...
Crack!
Type turned his head and dodged, hoarsely said, "No, I don't,"
At first, Type thought that if he wanted to refuse Tharn's kiss, he might need to put up a violent struggle. But Tharn gave up kissing and replaced it with his face being buried in Type neck, and his hand moved downstream, controlling his hand and speeding up.
"... Ha, ah." This made the heat of two people's bodies rise rapidly close to each other. Both of them were breathing fast, and Tharn's one hand was holding Type's shoulder pulling him in his arms, while the other hand moved underneath, satisfying both of their humanism desire.
"You're wet!"
"Ai'Hiaa! You too!" Type got back to him. A blushing, palpitating, shameful sound went out with the sound of water coming from the still open shower head. No one knew what was going on...
Is there another person coming in to take a bath? Did the person who was outside just now go out? All Type knew is that at this moment, the desire of his body is gradually rising, and the two peoples 'waists were impatiently close to each other, making Tharn's hot rods rub to the maximum.
Clap
"Well... Ah... I can't go on."
"Same I'm almost there." When it came to orgasm, Type forehead was stuck on Tharn's shoulders. Breathing the fresh air with big mouthful, desire to reach the climax reached at the top of the body, with the rigidity of the body, with a rough breath, the desire of the body is released. Tharn's hand also sped up the rhythm until both hands were full of releases and slimy discharge of body fluids.
Bang!
Then within seconds, before he could adjust his breathing, Type pushed hard on his shoulder, push him away, after Tharn's body left, his eyes were full of anger, then walked to the door, took off his wet clothes and threw them on the floor.
"Wash my clothes before you come back!" And then he put Tharn's clean clothes quickly. I didn't care if anyone outside opened the door and went out. Type just wanted to escape Tharn as soon as possible.
Fortunately, no one was outside. He dragged himself because the sex still left him shaking
Chestnut's body quickly returned to the bedroom. He didn't look behind him. He didn't care that Tharn was all wet or how he was going to get back.
As soon as Type stepped into the room, he fell to the floor and curled up in a ball, Tharn's clothes were also a little bit wet, his hands covered his cheeks, his knees curled up.
"I'm screwed, I'm done for."
Yes, it's really bad now.
Type can only state it in a flustered voice, because he can't deny the reality
He was willing this.
"I hate myself so much, so disgusting!"
Yes, disgusting. I accepted Tharn. I was rubbing my c0ck with Tharn.
The more Type think with his inner thoughts, the more he hated himself, He covered his cheek with his hand and repeated.
I'm not gay, I'm not!!!
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