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Resort

《 WIN 》

We are going to my resort as a club again for the tactical training of the new swimming club members. I have seen a lot of members who have joined and left the swimming club but there has been none who managed to catch my eye... but this one particular scholarship athlete managed to grab it...

At first I thought all these feelings that rushed inside me at the first sight of him were due to the nonsense that P'Pruek was blabbering at that time in my ear about finding the one who makes your heart beat despite seeing them for the first time... he looked so lost in a world with his friends... His face glowed and his eyes shined. It is more than necessary that I remember the exact details of how he looked the first time I saw him with his tie hanging loose, his untucked shirt, him grabbing his red bag etc.

Initially I thought he was overconfident about getting into the club due to his scholarship, and even his friends were unnecessarily hyping him up... He must have believed himself to be better than the others just because he had won the scholarship to study here but then he looked so nervous in the locker room just before the match... his legs were shaking and there was visible anxiety on his face. He swam well, he was leading on his return, he knew how and when to conserve his energy and when to use it very well. When he finally reached the end, the smile and glow on his face is unforgettable it looked like he achieved world. That satisfaction on his face made him look so pretty. I tried not to think about how pretty his face looked but it was impossible. Then when he comforted his friend, he was so calm and composed. He was ready to fight with the world to protect his friend but then when he had to bring a smile on his face he just grinned at him trying everything in his control to make him happy. I eavesdropped at the conversation and looked at him more than that was necessary. I have been crossing lines and boundaries I have built for myself and it doesn't make me feel gloomy even if a little guilty.

I know how much time he took to complete each step of the training, how many laps he swam in the sea. It is not healthy. This guy is not good for me. I shouldn't focus on him so much. Him laughing at his friends silly tactics brought a smile on my face while the tactics couldn't.

When he was thrown into the sea, he managed to get hurt and bleed, it panicked me more than it should have. As a senior official the swimming club who had been to these trips from the past two years I shouldn't have panicked, it should have been a normal situation for me to handle yet I panicked. In order to hide my panick I snapped at him, the thing I did the best. I have had this reputation of being cold and snappy so this was what best suited the situation. He didn't let go of his attitude and instead confidently replied to me. This was the first actual conversation I had with him and I think I managed to create a bad impression. A bad impression means he will be snappy with me which means I wouldn't find him attractive anymore. It would help me get senses back in control. But the bad thing was that the attitude seemed to suit him and I found it more attractive which I couldn't display. I left from the place asking him to help himself because staying there more wasn't affordable.

At night at the club dinner he was grilling food but then left with his friends. I didnt try to eavesdrop because I couldnt hear a word from the distance I was sitting at, I could only watch them leaving. I controlled my urge to stand up and ask them to join back their tables in order to stop them from leaving because this would be wrong use of my vice president position.

I left the place excusing myself for washroom a short while after he left with his friends. Strolling through the resort property I see him under a water pipe washing his hair. I rush towards him grabbing the pipe from him and realise how cold the water is. I scold him a little and when he stands straight he tries to cover his crotch but the bulge in his pants is clearly visible. From all the water he poured on himself his white T-shirt got wet and his hardened nipples poking were poking out of it.

I move closer towards him instinctively. I know I shouldn't have. Sleeping with a person I have to see everyday in the club is a wrong idea I know it. No matter how attracted I am but one night stand with the person I know isn't right. But this might help me fight my attraction, I might not find him attractive anymore.. one night will change my everything I am feeling towards him. As I give in to my desires I grab him and pull him towards me... one night I promise myself as I kiss him. He doesn't pull back instead kisses me back when I change the position of my head. He pushed me suddenly and I realise that he might not want it. I might be attracted to him but he might be not.

I give him options but he chooses to follow me knowing what will happen if he did it. Just this one night I remind myself, my job is to get him off, get off along with attraction building towards him.

I ask him questions to know he is sober because no matter how horny we both are or how bad my attraction for him I was not going to sleep with a guy drunk. I kiss him on realising he is sober and he kisses me back. The kiss is passionate , he sucks on my lower lip which causes me to bite his upper one. He lets out a moan which I use as an opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth. His tongue fights with mine for dominance but I establish mine and explore his mouth, I want to feel and taste every bit of his mouth like he is my addiction before he can actually become one. I need to fulfill my desire for him today.

I break the kiss gasping for breath and remove his t-shirt, we kiss again and this time he slides his tongue on my lower lip and then in my mouth before I could do anything. After he is done exploring my mouth he breaks the kiss this time helping me get rid off my t-shirt.

We kiss again and this time our tongues fight with each other, twisting and tangling with each other, fitting each other like pieces of jigsaw as of they are meant to be. I push him onto the bed and climb up on him.

I don't know what crosses my mind when I request him to call me Hia. He is just supposed to be a one night stand and requesting this much closeness to him shouldn't feel so right.

I kiss down his chest unbuttoning his pant. I pull it down along with his underwear. His dick is thick with well defined veins running across it. I wrap my lips around the tip and start to suck him, taking him deep inside me. His moans sound so attractive making me even harder.

"I am going to cum Hia.." the Hia from his voice does things to me that shouldn't be done.

"Hiaaaaa" he screams as he shoots his load down my throat.

I slide down my pants and underwear before climbing on the top of him taking his lower lip between my lips nibbling on it and kissing him. As my hard dick touches his he starts to go all hard again. A single stroke and he will be hard all over again I feel.

I grab my wallet from the side stand taking out the condom and travel lube bottle I always carry with myself. I work him open and press down myself entering him. Initially I wasn't sure if he would be ready to bottom but he didn't put on any fight or protest against it. I move inside him initially slowly fastening my speed as required. His hands scratched my back as I moved slow inside him but then he started to stroke himself matching my speed of the movement.

"I am about to cum.."

"Don't do it inside me Hia.."

I pull out myself and we both are on the bed on our knees facing each other. He grabs both our dick between his hands rubbing them, stroking them hard and fast. I shoot my load first he shoots it a moment later.

As soon as we are done, before I could speak anything he rushes to the washroom. He is cleaned up when he comes out, he picks his clothes, wears them and is put without even uttering a word.

I go to the washroom to take a shower. I clean myself up but when I am back to bed, I cam feel his scent in the room. I can imagine him touching me.

I should have felt satisfied after getting a release and the fact that he didn't want to stay with me in the room anymore. He knew it was just business and left immediately after doing so but it feels empty. Something I never felt before. I should have gotten rid of the attraction for him after I felt satisfied but instead it has left me craving for more. I want to feel him again, smeel him again, touch every part of his body like it is a medicine and I am a patient. The lingering smell of his in the air is not helping me at all