Ok so what the fuck do I do now? I wasn't trained for this. Ok Tine focus, you have 2 weeks then you need to be back in Bangkok. Just chill, take it easy...have a holiday. I stretched and smiled. I surely deserved one after the last two years.
He walked around the city during the day and hang out at the bar in the evenings. Obviously Tine was still Tine and he quickly had a lot of admirers hanging around him. He shrugged them off and tried to rather chat with the locals...knowing a certain someone was watching him...time to kick it up a notch.
Tine walked into the bar. Tight black ripped Jeans. Black fitted Prada shirt, 2 buttons undone. Silver chain around his neck. He knew he looked good and so did everybody else when he entered the bar...
Hey, you look nice. Any plans for the evening? Sarawat handed him a drink. Yeah, I met some guys at the plaza today. We are going to some club or something. Thought a change of scenery might do me good. Sarawat looked at him intensely for a second and then he was back to his normal self. Cool man, enjoy. Just be careful, ok? I am serious Tine.
Tine went back to the hotel and started playing games and working on bottle of rum. Around 2am he went to his suitcase and took out his first aid kit - he popped half a pill from an unnamed bottle. He stumbled back to the bar. Sarawat was standing outside by the fire drinking a beer. Tine stumbled up to him...Wat please help me. He fell into his arms. Sarawat immediately picked him up and and sat him down on a chair. Tine...are you ok? Tine? Are you drunk? Tine?
Wat something is wrong...this is not normal. Sarawat could see he was sweating and shaking his head, like he was trying to get rid of something inside. He suddenly vomited next to the chair. Shit sorry Wat, I am so sorry. Ok that's enough, let's get you upstairs. He put his arm around his shoulder and started taking him around the back. They went up some stairs and He opened a door into a small apartment. It was in typical Cuban style with large wooden doors leading to the bedroom...there was a terrace to the right of the couch and a bathroom and small kitchen to the left. The walls had paint pealing of them with old rotten wooden panelling in between.
Sarawat gave him a glass of water. Drink this. He then led him to the shower and started taking his clothes off. He threw it over a chair. He left his boxers on and turned on the water. He undressed himself as well. Keeping his boxers on and they stepped into the shower. Yeah like thats gonna help Tine smirked. He was still drunk and now also super horny knowing Wat was behind him all wet and....Aaaefffh demit Tine. Well there it goes, he was hard. No use in trying to hide it now. He looked down and started laughing. What are you laughing about?Wat had his hands on his waist so he didn't fall over. Wat look! It's hard! He laughed again. What's so funny about that? Friends don't make friends hard. Bunny stay down Tine scolded. Bunny down! Buuuuunnny....Sarawat is going to be mad. We don't want to make him mad, we like him remember. Wat almost also burst out laughing, he couldn't believe he was so invested in a conversation between a guy and his dick... Tine noticed he was distracted and suddenly turned around. The shower was small so he pressed his hard dick against Sarawats stomach. What are we gonna do about this Wat? He looked at him with his best puppy eyes. If this doesn't work then he is done, might as well hang up the reigns. Ok focus Tine. He stared into Wats eyes. He couldn't read him. He didn't know what he was thinking. Why is this my problem thought Wat? But knew it was going to be a problem the rest of the evening if they didn't sort it out and this was the best place. Tine could see him giving up and high fived himself in his head. What are you smirking about? You smell nice. Wat I feel dizzy. He leaned forward and put his head on his shoulder. Wat still had his hands around his waist. He pulled him closer. Are you ok? I'm sorry Wat. I should have never gone with those guys. You did warn me. It's ok your safe now. Hmm moaned Tine. So safe and warm and hot and wet he breathed into Wats neck. Ah ha. Yes welcome to the party Wat's dick. We have been fucking waiting for you...Wat why don't you take me to bed? He just took a little taster lick of his neck. No Tine and stop doing that. Wat instead took their dicks in his his hand and started stroking them together. The friction was driving Tine crazy. He threw his head back and let out a moan. Wat started to go faster. Tine could feel the heat pooling in his stomach. Fuck so good. Nooo this was going to fast, he wanted it to last longer. He wanted more. They both came together groaning.
They finished showering and Wat got them both dressed, He put Tine in his bed. Tine grabbed his hand when he was about to leave, Wat please stay with me, even if it is just for a little while he said in a small voice , looking at him from under his dark lashes. How the hell is anyone suppose to say no to that thought Wat . I mean COME ON! He got into the bed, Tine immediately moved onto the nook of his shoulder, He was asleep a minute later. Wat just lay there staring at the ceiling. He wasn't sure what he was doing with this boy...He wanted him for sure, but there was something in his eyes....he wasn't sure if he could trust him.
Tine woke up the next morning. Sarawat was gone. He walked out the room and saw him standing on the terrace. Morning , you want some coffee?
Tine rubbed his head nervously, umm Hi Sarawat. What am I doing here? Well you were drunk last night and I think you were drugged as well. Tines eyes widened. Drugged? Fuck... he sat down on the couch with his head between his hands. I hope I didn't do anything stupid. "At least you had the good sense to come find me". Tine looked up at him and nodded. "Thank goodness. So how about that coffee or some breakfast? No thanks, I think I am just going to head back to the hotel and sleep the rest off. Thank you for everything and sorry if I was an inconvenience. Ok, you know where to find me if you need anything."
Tine walked into his room and fell down on the couch. This is sooo fucking frustrating he screamed while punching the pillow. All that effort and all he got was a fucking hand job. Fuck what is it going to take with this guy....well at least he gave him a little taste. Let's see if he will bite...
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Havana Nights
FanfictionFollow up to Satisfaction. Can be read on its own. Tine is on a plane to Cuba. He has only one mission and one target. Language, violence and sex.🔞