Tin is back in Thailand to resume being the Medthanan heir. He is finally ready to deal with all of his past misdeeds, including the mess with Pete Pichaya and his boyfriend, Ae. He now has the skills to fight his brother, Tul, for the family compan...
Tul was angry. Actually, that was the wrong word for it. Furious was closer to the truth. It was much harder to manipulate and gaslight Tin since he left for England.
Something changed that day in the study, when Tul snitched on Tin. He wasn't sure what it was, but even Father changed. Tin grew a pair and Father became distant. It was Tin's fault. He knew it in his soul.
Everything was that brat's fault. His life changed the minute he was born. He wasn't the heir anymore the minute a full blooded Thai child was born. Grandmother had seen to that. In fact, he hadn't even met his grandmother before Tin's birth. Grandmother controlled the company, and Tin's mother had been independently wealthy.
If he was honest, Tul had liked Tin's mother. She was a kind woman, and even adopted him. She stood up to Grandmother, insisting both boys were her children. Those early years of Tin's were the happiest memories he had. He had really loved Tin as a brother back then.
Not that it mattered now. Nothing mattered now except the company. Father owed him that much. He had paid for it with love and blood.
He slammed his fist down on the latest report from the detective and laughed. So his little brother was gay. He wondered after the incident that caused him to leave for England. It really didn't matter to him. He was too. He still married and had a child. Sexuality didn't mean anything when you were rich.
He picked up the phone and called his partner in crime. "Hi Mother, I have some interesting news. But I think we need to see what Tin does before deciding what to do with it. No," His voice was calm, almost evil with how calm it was, "Its way too early yet."
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Can stared at Tin as he backed away from him in the shower. It was exactly as he imagined in the bedroom. The white briefs left nothing to the imagination. There, the water had turned the fabric transparent. Can was fascinated by the way the water trickled down the defined muscles of his chest, following the flat planes of his abdomen to be caught in the band of his briefs.
His hardness lay against his belly. The fabric was so sheer, transparent, Can could see the nest of dark curls. He couldn't help himself. He gingerly moved his hand underneath Tin's. He felt his cock twitch. He felt the warmth. His belly twisted on the inside.
Tin tightened the hold on his wrist, stilling his hand. "Can, I'm warning you, don't do this."
Can looked up at him, innocently. "Isn't this why we're here?"
"Fuck it." With that, Tin peeled off Can's wet t-shirt and licked his collarbone. He had wanted to taste his skin since the parking lot. Can mewled like a kitten, as his eyes fluttered closed.
"Oh my god!" He gasped, "What the fuck was that?" Tin only smiled next to his skin and moved to his pert nipples. He flicked his tongue over one, and felt Can's fingers tangle into his short hair. At the same time, the other hand rubbed his groin, feeling his hardness beneath his wet jeans.
"We have to get these off you." Tin muttered.
"Off, off is good." Can repeated, sliding his fingers beneath the waistband of those silk boxers. Tin choked back a laugh.
"Not mine, yours, monkey. Yours."
Oh. "Not easy. They're wet." Can blinked. What the fuck? Why couldn't he think about anything but Tin? Ever since Tin licked him, he wanted to try that. The scent of his cologne was dissipating, but the mildly spicy scent still hung around. "You smell so good." He moaned.
Tin realized that he would need to take control. Can was just Can. He stroked his taught abdomen, surprised to find such a delightful body. Can's legs went to jelly. He fell forward against Tin. "Let's move out of the shower." Tin laughed.
He held Can's hand gently and helped take off his wet jeans, draping the clothes to dry. Both men were nude. Can couldn't take his eyes off of Tin.
Suddenly, "If I was in a locker room, I'd be making jokes right now, comparing yours to mine."
Tin laughed. "Does it matter? It's not a competition, Can, its about making you feel good." He lifted him into his arms and carried him to the bed.
"Why are you carrying me? Again?" Can muttered. "I've got legs."
"I like too." It was simple, short and sweet. Can sighed. Who knew a man could get used to being carried? "Can?"
"What?" His head was buried in the crook of Tin's neck, lost in the scent that was just his.
"Turn back the covers." Can felt silly. He stretched out his arm, flipped back the covers and Tin laid him down and crawled in next to him, becoming the big spoon. Can shivered. Tin fit as if he belonged.
"I told you, I won't do anything you're not ready for, Can." Tin felt bad, as his erection nestled perfectly between the globes of Can's ass. He tightened his arms around Can.
Can sighed. "It's not that. I don't have the big words you use, Tin. So, I'll say it my way." He hesitated for a second and then blurted out, "Ae told me that you need lube. And to be safe. We don't have a damn thing." He could feel Tin shaking. "Are you laughing at me? Again?"
"I don't need intercourse, Can. I'm definitely NOT taking your virginity in a cheap motel, and yes, when and if it happens, we will be safe." Tin had enough. He rolled Can over and kissed him. There were no tentative, exploratory kisses. And Can was a fast learner. He kissed back.
Their hands explored as they kissed. Can bit Tin's lip when he held his cock and stroked it. Then he forgot about kissing completely, throwing his head back. Tin was fascinated by his expressions. What would he do if he sucked? Tin could not resist... and slid down and placed his mouth on his tip, drew him in and felt his hands on his head.
"Oh my goodness! Tin! Fuck, NO!" Can screamed! Tin smiled and started to bob his head. His body wasn't saying no. "What the fuck? Tin! Tin! Tin! I'm coming!"
Tin moved faster, and faster and felt him shoot deep in his throat. He had seen his expression. He couldn't wait to see it again. As he wiped his mouth, Can pushed him back to the bed and kissed him, sweeping his tongue through his mouth. Tin sighed. "Can, you didn't have to do that."
"You didn't either. Can I do it now?" Can looked nervously at Tin's little brother. It was larger than his. He didn't think he could fit it all in his mouth, the way Tin did.
"You don't have to. I wanted to do that." Tin smiled slowly. "Watch me, or help me..." He took the four motel pillows and stacked them against the headboard. Then he leaned against them, one leg propped up. "Sit here." Patting the space between his legs.
He firmly gripped his cock, and started stroking, moving the white fluid from the tip, down the shaft. Can licked his lips. What did another man's cock feel like? He reached out and encircled his hand around it. Tin sighed. "Like this." He moved it to the based and showed him how their two hands would work in tandem.
Leaning back, he closed his eyes and fantasized about the day when Can would take him in his mouth. When he would bury himself in his beautiful ass... When...
He popped open his eyes and saw Can's bare ass up in the air and his tongue flicking on the tip of his cock. He squeezed his cock hard and Can still pumped. He shot his seed all over Can's handsome face.
Laughing, Can looked up, spunk dripping, "Give a guy some warning, Tin, you almost hit me in the eye!"
