-"¡callarse la boca!" -"Hazme."

JayWon: Knot him up p2

A pristine white fur wagging in circles blocked Jeng’s sight of the tv. He let out scowl with that as he tries to scold the hybrid cat to tame his mischief tail from further moving, accommodated with a whiny complain from the younger that’s now lying on the cold floor of Jeng’s apartment.

“Wonnie, yung buntot mo.” But the hybrid on paid him no attention.

Patuloy lamang ang pag kaway ng buntot ng nakababata habang ang atensyon nito ay nasa isang magazine, ang dalawang kamay ay nakapalumbaba, tila malalim ang iniisip. Wonnie has been ignoring Jeng since yesterday and the older knows too well the reason behind the sudden behavior of the hybrid.

“Hindi na pwede ng milk, Wonnie. Namamaga na bayag ko kakasubo mo.” Biro ni Jeng dito kahit naman ay mukhang wala itong malay sa sinasabi ng nakatatanda.

“Wonnie hungry.”

“You’re not hungry, Wonnie. Kakatapos lang natin kumain ng dinner.” Jeng’s in dilemma right now, he’s been trying to find the right words to explain how the hybrid’s not hungry but instead, just horny!

Wonnie can only crook his head to the side, eyes mirroring innocence and mischief at the same time. He’s wondering why he can’t suddenly have a dose of his favorite milk. In Jeng’s defense, he’s not depriving the hybrid of its’ needs, kung tutuusin ay spoiled pa nga ang pusa sa piling niya. Half of his supposed to be savings are being spent for the hybrid’s needs. He’s letting the cat cuddle with him every night. And during his day-off, the cat will snuggle on his neck while sitting on his lap for the whole day.

Actually, Jeng doesn’t mind in fact he always finds a place of serene with their daily routine but the scenario that worries him is how their simple and innocent cuddling session would most of the time, turn into a heated action between them.

Before going to his morning classes instead of bidding the hybrid goodbye with a simple kiss, they would often find themselves on each other’s mouth, plunging their sanity with their tongues as streak of saliva trails down their mouth to their chin. In most days Jeng will find himself being suck off by the hybrid, kneeling down to worship his cock like it is one with the deities while he can only lean on the entrance door of his apartment, clenching his fist on his mouth to prevent him from letting out profanities and groans.

Every night, he would feast himself with Wonnie’s plump and flushed pussy like it is his own dose of medicine to keep him functioning. And who can blame him? He has never seen a pussy as delectable as the hybrid’s. He can feel his blood rushing on the tip of his cock with the image of how Wonnie’s pussy will have slick trailing down, coating his puckered rim and rendering his bed sheet with moist dahil sa sobrang pag-agos at basa nito, his wet pussy would reflect the light of the night lamps every time it is spread wide open, always ready to be devoured by his tongue and to get plundered by his fingers, sometimes fist.

Tangina, kahit nga ata sa dining table niya ay may alaala silang dalawa ng nakababata kung saan ay nanghihina ito na nakahiga sa hapagkainan, ang mga makikinis at manipis na binti ay nakabukaka habang hindi ito tinatantanan ng pagkain ni Jeng. Ramdam pa nga din ni Jeng sa dila niya ngayon ang malambot na tekstura nito sa bawat himud ng dila niya sa pepe nito. Kahit ngawit na ang panga niya sa pagkain ay hindi iyon alintana sa kaniya. Kung pwede niya nga lang ipunin sa isang flask ang katas ni Wonnie at baunin niya sa klase at trabaho ay ginawa na niya.

Baliw na ba siyang maituturing kung sasabihin din niya na halos kabisado na niya ang bawat sulok ng butas ng pepe ni Wonnie dahil sa dalas niya itong kantutin gamit ang mga daliri niya? He’s already memorized the feeling of Wonnie’s muscles on the callouses of Jeng’s fingertips, how slippery it can get with a simple flick of his fingers on the younger’s clit, kung gaano ito namumula sa tuwing papasadahan niya ng haplos ang hiwa, at ang ang itsura nito na kala mo ay kumikindat sa kaniya sa sobrang sikip niya tignan.