The Bad Son (Book 2)

Chapter 18

Can woke up scratching his aching head, listening to his stomach growl. He looked at his watch and groaned. No wonder he was hungry. He hadn't eaten in almost 16 hours! It was going on to 2 o'clock in the afternoon! 

He stumbled out of his bed and scratched his ass. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and shrugged. He had seen worse after drinking. He was both thankful and pissed at Tin Medthanan and he still didn't know what to do. 

He had asked No to take him drinking because he had graduated. It meant he could AFFORD the booze. He wasn't sure how Ae ended up at the bar, but he did get a somewhat answer to half of his problem. 

He had to decide if he wanted to go further with Tin. Only he could decide that. It was exactly the same thing Tin said. Goodness, he felt like he was thrust back into puberty the past two weeks. He had woken up with wood. He had to disappear often to masturbate. He couldn't stop thinking about kissing. 

Then, he found out about the credit. He knew it had to be Tin! Somehow, since it only affected his graduation, the university was allowing him to proceed on last year's credit schedule. How? No, what in the fuck did Tin threaten to do if he didn't get to graduate? 

Why not tell Can before being called in to see the Dean? Didn't he understand that he almost shit himself? Can couldn't ignore either the call of his bladder or his stomach. He stumbled down the stairs. 

"Maaa? I hope there's food! I'm starving!" He skidded to a stop, mouth open. Standing in front of the sink, wearing Ma's pink apron and gloves, washing dishes was Tin!

Ma was taking the fly cover off his food and gently leading him to the table. "Can, really? You knew Tin was here and you couldn't stop long enough to take a shower this time?"

"I'm hungry, Ma." He didn't KNOW Tin was here! He would have snuck out the window, he thought bitterly, his lips twisting. He still hadn't decided on anything. He picked up the spoon and started to devour everything that was placed in front of him. 

Ma took the empty dishes away and slid them to Tin, who simply washed them. In no time, Can felt human, the kitchen was clean. Tin took off the pink apron and sighed, sitting down with Ma and Can. 

"Why are you here?" Can asked bluntly.

"If you won't see me, I will come to you." Tin replied just as bluntly. Ma quietly left, but only just out of sight. She was going to ensure that Lemon didn't eavesdrop and that Tin didn't hurt her boy.

"I'm upset. I don't know what to do." Can sucked his lip in to stop it from quivering. 

"Over? I don't know anything if you don't talk, Can. I thought we made that clear already." Tin tried to hold his hand. 

Can jerked it away, knowing he would be lost if Tin touched him. "But... why didn't you just tell me you were going to intimidate the university? I would have challenged the course."

Tin sighed. "I didn't. I simply reminded them that it was one student. One. You. If you had the money for a lawyer, they never would have even tried to pull that stunt. Simply put, Can, it was a cash grab by the university. I know, we fund the university so that the student fees are lower."

"Oh. I'm not stupid. Why didn't you just tell me then?" Can yelled. "Being called into the Dean's office like I'd done something wrong... well, it was horrible. I felt horrible."

Tin reached and held Can's hand. "You were crying. I'd never comforted anyone before. I knew how to solve the problem, not talk about it. I solved the problem not knowing I'd create a new one. Forgive me?"

Ma held her breath. THAT was why Can cried? He was afraid he wasn't going to graduate? And this man ensured her son would? She owed him one. After loosing all that money, Can was desolate for months, even with Pete helping with the bar job. 

Almost too quiet for Ma to hear, Can whispered, "I'm scared, Tin. I'm scared of how warm you are. Of how much I like that. I think of the kisses all the time. I want more."

"Ma? What are you doing?" Ley's voice broke the spell. Damn her! 

"Lemon, let's go weed the yard." Ma's voice was firm.

"Now? But..."

"Right now." Ma grabbed Ley's hand and physically pulled her away from the kitchen and out the door. Tin and Can needed to finish this conversation, even if she was dying to know how far they had gone. Kisses huh? Now she really needed to sit down with Dad.

Tin gently caressed Can's hand. He didn't hold it too tight. Can shivered. "Can, I want you so bad, that I braved your mother and sister to see you. Two weeks... you only spoke to me three times in two weeks. You changed your shifts at the bar so you wouldn't see me."

"I missed you." His hand never stopped moving. Tin's tongue licked his lips. Was this moving too fast? How could he slow it down? "Just... spend time with me? I promise, I won't do anything to hurt you."

"It's not about that." Can hesitated, then blurted out, "Ae said the choice was mine if I fuck you or not. I think I want to."

Tin dropped Can's hand from shock. "Pardon?"

"I want to... but it will hurt. You can't make promises like that when I know something will hurt."

Tin started to laugh. He couldn't help it. He was getting in deeper each day. "Can, there is so much more to do than just that."

"It's not funny, idiot. It scares me already that I'm thinking about it. I really just want to think about graduating, finishing my job at the bar and finding my career path. Instead, I'm thinking about how hot you are. How warm you make me feel. How your kisses stay in my head."

Can sighed. "I'm jerking off three times a day because of you. I'll have callouses on my hand soon!"

Tin stood up. There couldn't be a table between them anymore. He walked the few steps to Can and took his hand. He pressed it to his groin. "You're hard. I'm hard. It's that simple, Can. We do something about it or we forget it."

Can felt his face flush, his cock go even harder. Damn this man. He stood, trapping his hand between their bodies. "Follow me." Turned and walked up the stairs. Tin didn't argue, only followed. Can led the way to his room. Once inside, he locked the door. 

He looked at Tin, then pulled off his stinky t-shirt from the night before. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of his pants and pushed down. Naked, he stood in front of the man in the three piece suit. Tin took several deep breaths. "Your ma and sister is home."

"Don't make me scream." Can touched his cock, slowly stroking it. He closed his eyes. He had lost all shame. He was going to follow Ae's advice. It was his call. He wanted Tin Medthanan. He wanted to know everything about him.

Tin watched Can with a predatory gaze. How much would it scare him if he did what he wanted to do? Slowly, he took off his tie, vest, and shirt. placing them on a low chair, neatly. He went to undo his pants. 

"Stop." Hissed Can. "Will you suck me first? If you undress anymore, I think I'll come."

Tin undid the button and zipper and left his pants loose, led Can to the edge of the bed. There, he positioned him with his feet flat to the floor, knees wide. 

Can whimpered, "I can't see!"

"It will feel better, trust me." Tin took him completely, while playing with his full ball sack. Can grabbed his pillow and bit. He needed to stop screaming aloud. Tin watched his hips thrust, and at a certain time, he moved his hand to probe his anus, carefully slipping a finger in. He fucked and sucked, until Can exploded in his mouth.