Distance Apart Part 3 (Rated M)

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Somehow, they ended up in the shower. Arthit insisted on helping him relax after his flight. Just to make sure he had no jet lag or something. They could come up with any excuse, but they were liked minds with a single goal.

Not to mention, their videos calls generally, brought up Kongpob joining him in the shower. So, true to their promise to each other, they both hand their innocent moment before Kongpobs libido got the best of them. Leading Arthit to be a good senior who had to help him with his throbbing problem.

Kongpob let his head relax against the shower wall while gripping those soft, dark locks. He didn't know how much more he could take of the sweet torture. That hot mouth was showing him how much he was missed and was making up for lost time.

A moan escaped his lips when he felt that wicked tongue tease the underside of his cock. It was these times he could say he hated his lover. He hated that man for knowing how to make his toes curl and get him close to an Earth shattering climax before he wanted to. It only got worse the more vocal he was from the pleasure shooting through him. Arthit would make sure to repeat whatever he had done that made him cry out more.

Arthit moaned or more liked whined when Kongpob pulled his hair, taking the now weeping cock out of that mouth. Kongpob cursed out loud when he saw those red lips and lust filled eyes. A pink tongue flicked out to lick the clear liquid leaking from the tip.

"Do you really want me to come in that mouth of yours for the first time or do you want it filling you up somewhere else?" He cradled his flushed cheek, sliding his thumb into Arthit's mouth, pressing against his tongue. He cursed again when Arthit sucked on his thumb. "I fucking love you."

Kongpob pulled him up, giving him a bruising kiss before turning his tease. He kissed the flushed shoulder, while caressing down Arthit's naked body. He pressed against him, rubbing his cock in between those round cheeks.

Arthit drew in sharp breath when he felt Kongpob tease him from behind while jerking him off. He rocked his hips, loving the hardness against him and pumping himself into his hand. Lips met, tongues tasted, moans echoed against the tiles.

Neither sure of how much more they could take. Both refused to pleasure themselves when separated. Waiting for the other to give them full, exploding pleasure.

Kongpon hissed, rutting against his lover. He pinched Arthit's perked nipples. Caressing his way up, he wrapped his hand around his lover's neck.

Arthit moaned when he felt the tightening of Kongpob's fingers both top and bottom. His body flinched when Kongpob bit his shoulder, sucking and licking up to his ear.

"Do you like that, my P'Arthit? Do you like me teasing you just like you tease me? Hmm.." Kongpob said before biting the top curve of his ear.

Arthit whined, arching his back. "Yes..."

"Do you want more? Hmm?" Kongpob let go of Arthit, only letting his hard on touch Arthit from behind.

Arthit frowned at his annoying, loving, irritating, kind lover. "Fuck, we need to get out of here."

Kongpob chuckled while watching him walk out, haze of lust merged more with warmth of love. He walked out after Arthit. Both towels tossed on the desk chair.

"Darling, you're gonna get sick with that wet hair. Let me dry that for you." Kongpob teased.

Arthit glared at him while kneeling on the bed. He bent on all fours. He looked at Kongpob over his shoulder. "Do you really want to stop what we were doing?"

Kongpob's smart-ass response was bit back when he saw what his love was doing. Arthit grabbed the lube they had tossed on the bed earlier. He squeezed some on his fingers, touching his hole.

The sight drew in the younger man. Making him step close in a trance. He kneeled behind him, watching those fingers do their best to get ready for him.

Arthit stopped when he felt Kongpob align the tip to the entrance. He locked his arms under him. Fingers clawed into the sheets. "Wait a min-?"

The rest of his words were cut off by Kongpob pushing in the tip. Both hissed at the sensation, a mixture of pain and pleasure. "You can take it, P'Arthit."

Arthit's arms gave out under him when he felt more going in. "Oh God, yes..."

Kongpob grabbed both cheeks, using his thumbs to help stretch that tight hole so it could take the rest of him. "Good boy, I know you could take all of it."

His hips thrust forward, "Oh fuck... I don't think I'm going to last long, darling."

He leaned forward, pressing his chest against Arthit's back. He kept those hips up while jerking off his darling off. "You're so tight, Phee. You're squeezing me so much."

He grunted into the flushed shoulder, blindly pressing kisses against the flushed skin. "You're practically milking the cum out of me, baby. Oh fuck..."

Arthit's body quivered before letting go. Cum splashed onto the sheets and his chest. Cries of pleasure being muffled by his hand and pillow.

Kongpob's cries followed, hip thrusting, making sure to spill ever drop inside his lover. He laid half on top of Arthit. Attempting to not smother him with his weight but not wanting to pull out just yet.

"You forgot to get a condom."

A dry, short chuckle left Kongpob. "I don't think you gave me enough time to get one."

They both hissed when Kongpob pulled out. He made himself comfortable on the bed, positioning Arthit to use his chest as a pillow. Neither caring if the sweat or cum splatters on the sheets. These moments were for them.

"You know, it's a good thing you aren't a girl. Thinking back on the number of times we forget, you would probably already be round with my baby." Kongpob teased before yelping at the pain radiating from his pinched nipple.

"You always have to ruin the mood with opening that mouth of yours." Arthit pulled away to reach for something to clean up a little.

Kongpob grinned, pulling him back down over him. "I know a lot of things I could do with my mouth that could make you love me again."

















This has been sitting in my drafts for a while now. I kept going back and forth on where to end it, but I decided to keep it like this. In one version, they got a text from Toota saying good job Kongpob 'cause he walked in, but they didn't notice.

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