LOVE SYNDROME [NAN & MAC] - Short Stories

Chapter 01 - Home

Nan was pissed! The parcel carrying the spare parts for a car in the garage was missing. His boys remember picking it up from the courier but misplaced it in Nan's place, rendering the car immobile for another week. He should race that car by now if everything had went well. The boys did not dare come near him when he was in a bad mood, so they sent Wei instead.

" Hia, I'll check again now. If I cannot find it, I will drive up to the shop myself tomorrow... We are sorry Hia " Wei said in apology, staring at Nan's stiff back.

" One week and the car must leave the garage...No excuses..." Nan warned, grabbing his jacket and marching towards the house. His subordinates moved out of the way, seeing Nan's tall stature leaving the office. He was a good boss and better, a caring Hia but his temper was legendary, to match P'Day. No wonder those two were not just work partners but close friends.

" Poor Mac...." Wei sighed, shaking his head.

Nan opened his bedroom door and halted! Empty? He walked in,turning on the lights and screamed in frustration, throwing his leather jacket to the floor in frustration. Mac was missing. 11pm and he was usually in bed by now. Checking the room and bathroom,  it was evident Mac had not returned, his work bag nor his dirty work clothes were in the hamper.

Nan picked up his phone, no text from Mac about staying out late.

" You dare disobey me,Mac?!" and pressed call. Each ring and Nan's temper is rising. After 5 calls, Nan was close to hitting someone. He thinks Mac has not been hit in a while with Nan promising himself to be better with Mac but this time, it is Mac who pushes his boundaries. He rang Mac's Dad instead.

" Por, is Mac there? I'm calling and his not answering?" asked Nan impatiently.

" His here Nan, asleep. He took a new Client on factory walk this afternoon. Must be too tired . I told him to call you, did he not?" Mac's Dad asked back.

"NO! I'll be there in a few minutes Por to pick him up" said Nan grabbing his keys and briskly walking down the stairs, fiercely staring at his underlings, sending them scampering away.

" Sure, the housekeeper will let you in. Por has had a long day, I'm going to sleep. Drive safely and Nan?"

" Yes Por?" Nan hesitated, keys fixed in ignition, hands still.

" Talk well, do not fight...I'm sure Mac must have just forgotten... be kind na...." advised Mac's Dad sensing Nan's unhappiness. Even if Nan was not a very patient or gentle man, he was a good person at heart and cares a lot. Since Mac and Nan got together,  he has seen good changes in Mac's behaviour. Though as a father, he would want Mac to sleep at home more often, he is happy to know Mac is not anywhere at the bar or hotels anymore, spending the night at Nan's house.

" Nothing like that Por" Nan said quietly, ending the call. Taking a seat back, he took a deep breath. Nan did not like Mac spending the night anywhere without him, it made him anxious. He had grown comfortable sleeping with Mac, wrapping his arms around him,snug and warm, smelling his sweet smell. It was not fair to show his anger on Mac. He knew it but Mac was his person, he finally had someone for himself and to grow unattached was impossible. Mac was always annoyed with his teasing but that was Nan's form of love. Too bad Mac never understood.  Stupid! Nan thinks  smiling to himself.

Having calmed down, Nan drove to Mac's house in an elite neighbourhood, a row of large houses beyond Nan's capacity, a clear difference between Nan and Mac's background.  He will always be the poor slave and Mac the Master to people's eyes. Going shopping, Nan ignored the looks they got, the well dressed Mac in synchronised colors, expensive brands and Nan in his faded black t-shirt, worn jeans and cheap boots. It served Nan comfortably, purchased in night markets or from street peddlers while Mac would not even wear an underwear unless it was bought at Calvin Klein!... his wife has expensive taste.

The housekeeper opened the gates, letting Nan inside since it was late and bowed to take her leave. Walking up the stairs, Nan opened the bedroom door quietly, seeing underneath the door,the lights off and Mac's Dad room further down the hall. Stepping in on carpet floors, Nan reached the foot of the bed,watching his heart fast asleep.

Leaning sideways to the right, just like at Nan's home, a leg covered by blanket, a leg on top, Mac did not stir at Nan's approach.

" sleeps like a child. Might as well drink milk" Taking off his t-shirt and jeans, Nan draped them over the chair before walking to the side table to pick up Mac's phone. It was on silent mode. The fact calmed Nan's heart,the previous thought Mac was avoiding him or worse,even running away dissipating.

Nan slid into bed behind Mac, the dark blue  satin bedsheets chill against his skin with the air-conditioning turned on, placing a warm palm on Mac's thighs. Mac stirred but did not awake. Great!

Mac's silk boxers had riden up, exposing his milky white thighs more, making Nan gulp. He has spent many hours between those thighs, memories of wrapping them around him while he fucked Mac hard into the bed or pushing them against Mac's chest as Nan leaned into him, driving deeper each thrust at Mac's shouts or pressing them wide open, balls slapping close or the nights he spent pleasuring Little Mac while sucking beautiful bruises onto the pale skin and leaving deep tooth marks on the inner thigh.
Mac would yell the next day as always, the bruised skin chaffing against his work pants painfully but all Nan remembers is Mac's moans and cries as he twist and turns to avoid Nan's lips yet his hands holding on Nan's head or arms as anchor .

Mac was fair, fairer than Nan's olive skin and when angry or aroused, a deep flush rises to his skin betraying the very words coming out of his mouth, to his horror and to Nan's amusement.

Nan leaned on Mac's shoulder,  an arm sneaking under Mac's armpit, his nose near to his ears and suddenly gripped Mac's shirt across the chest.

" arghhh....mmmpphhh" Mac yelled out before  Nan's palm silenced him quickly. Wide awake now, Mac pushed his arm away, twisting his head behind and staring at Nan's face upclose.

" Are you crazy bastard? You scared me!.... Fucking psycho...How did you get in!? " yelled Mac angrily.

" Don't curse or I'll bite your lips now Mac! " Nan said coldly, his fingers locking on Mac's chin,pressing painfully while Mac's heart raced with the abruptness of his situation.

" Let go....it hurts...eh Nannnn". Mac whined, prompting Nan to ease up and slide the arm to Mac's tummy instead, pulling him further towards Nan's hard chest.

" what did you think?  Do you not know it's me who sleeps with you or were you expecting someone else?" asked Nan fiercely .

" No...nobody is like you" exclaimed Mac a bit scared at Nan's reaction. He did not want to get hit again and risk not being able to walk tomorrow. The previous incidents with Dew and P'Eua was enough to prove Nan reacts badly, often hitting with strong hips. In his tiredness,  Mac would not last the night if Nan initiated.

" Don't let me find out anything like that Mac," Nan warned, then adjusting himself more comfortably on Mac's pillow. A hand over Mac's head while the other caressed his soft belly.While Mac always slept dressed, Nan was shirtless, more often  warm in bed. Slowly, the arm on Mac's belly sneaked below his t-shirt,  sliding up to palm his right breast softly.

" Nann.....I have to work tomorrow... it's late..." cautioned Mac, catching Nan's hand outside his shirt, persuading Nan from taking him tonight.

" I'm not doing anything tonight...shut up and sleep" said Nan, his nose nuzzling against Mac's cheeks lovingly while his fingers pinched Mac's pink nipple slightly.

" urghhh....".Mac trembled a bit. Nan's cool fingers against his sensitive chest were not enough to arouse but a small tingle inside his belly. Nan knew Mac was more sensitive on his chest, squirming  when Nan licked, bowing forward when his lips sucked hard on the small nipple and awakening Little Mac while Nan bit, licked and sucked alternately.

Nan's arms above Mac's head lightly pushed Mac to twist, allowing Nan to capture his juicy, plump lips in a kiss. A soft press before Nan was licking inside those lips, pushing his tongue in to suck Mac's  gently and withdrawing soon.

" Goodnight Mac" and Nan was silent, his soft breath on Mac hair. Wrapped in his arms,Mac did not move at first,  slowly relaxing once he felt Nan wasn't going to do anything more. Initially uncomfortable when Nan started doing this awhile back, Mac was used to it by now, giving importance to sleep and after spending a long day at the factory,  slowly dozed off to sleep again in Nan's arms.