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Hotline Mix-Up [PP]

Pond lounged on his couch, the remnants of a long day still clinging to him. Cooking was out of the question-he just wanted food, and he wanted it now. With a yawn, he grabbed his phone and dialed the familiar number for his favorite pizza place, but in his sleepy haze, he accidentally pressed the wrong hotline.

Moments later, the doorbell rang. Groaning, Pond dragged himself off the couch and shuffled to the door, half-expecting a delivery guy carrying his pizza. Instead, he opened the door to find a striking figure leaning casually against the doorframe, clad in a fitted outfit that left little to the imagination.

"Order for Pond"?

"Where's the pizza?" Pond asked, still half-asleep and bewildered.

The man smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Forget the pizza. You can stuff me all you want."

Pond blinked, the gears in his mind slowly turning. He was too tired to process the unexpected twist. "Uh...what?"

With a playful grin, the man stepped inside, "I'm here to deliver, but I think I can offer a little extra service if you're interested."

Pond, caught between shock and amusement, couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, this is certainly not the delivery I was expecting."

The man took a step closer, confidence radiating from him. "Maybe it's exactly what you need. You ordered a hot package, didn't you?"

Pond shook his head, fighting back a smile. "I call the wrong number, didn't I?"

"I'm Phuwin and lucky for you, I'm all about second chances." The man leaned in, his voice low and teasing. "So, what's it going to be? Pizza or a...different kind of topping?"

As the door clicked shut behind them,Pond couldn't suppress a grin any longer. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad after all.

With the door closed, the air between them thickened with tension. Pond's heart raced as he took a step back, trying to gauge the latter intentions.

The playful glint in his eyes sent a shiver down his spine, making it clear that he was ready for something more than just a casual encounter.

"So, Are you sure about this?" Pond asked, his voice a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

Phuwin took another step forward, his confidence radiating as he pressed his body against Pond's. "I've never been more sure of anything. Just... let go and enjoy."

Without waiting for another word, he leaned in, capturing Pond's lips in a searing kiss. The taste of mint lingered between them, sending sparks through Pond's body. He wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, deepening the kiss, their tongues dancing together as the world outside faded away.

Pond's hands roamed over Phuwin's back, pulling him closer, feeling the heat radiating from his body. Phuwin responded by grinding against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Pond's desire surged, overwhelming his senses as he pulled away just enough to look into Phuwin's eyes, filled with mischief and something more profound.

"Are you ready pretty boy?" Pond asked, his voice low and husky.

"Always," Phuwin breathed, his cheeks flushed with anticipation.

With that, Pond led Phuwin to the couch, their lips crashing together once more as he pushed him down, hovering over him. He took a moment to admire the sight before him: Phuwin sprawled out, his expression a mixture of eagerness and need.

"Let's make this fun," Pond said, a smirk playing on his lips as he settled between Phuwin's thighs.

Phuwin's breath hitched as he felt Pond's weight above him, a thrill racing through him. Pond's hands explored Phuwin's body, fingertips teasing over the fabric of his shirt before lifting it, revealing smooth skin underneath. He leaned down, pressing soft kisses along Phuwin's chest, eliciting soft moans that echoed in the quiet room.

"Pond," Phuwin gasped, arching his back as Pond's mouth continued its descent, kissing lower until he reached the waistband of Phuwin's pants.

"Need to taste you," Pond murmured, his voice thick with desire. He swiftly unbuttoned Phuwin's pants, sliding them down just enough to expose the waistband of his underwear. With a teasing glance up, he slowly pulled the fabric aside, taking in the sight before him.

"God, you're gorgeous," Pond breathed, a predatory glint in his eyes as he finally took Phuwin's hard length into his mouth.

Phuwin's head fell back, a moan escaping his lips as he felt the warmth envelop him. Pond worked his tongue skillfully, teasing and sucking as he watched Phuwin's reactions. Every gasp, every shudder drove him wild, igniting a fire deep within him.

"Pond, please," Phuwin begged, his hands tangling in Pond's hair as he thrust his hips slightly, seeking more friction.

Pond lifted his gaze, meeting Phuwin's lust-filled eyes. "You want more, don't you?" he taunted, pulling away just enough to let Phuwin catch his breath.

"Yes! Stuff me,I need you inside me," Phuwin admitted, his voice breathless with need.

With a primal instinct, Pond kissed his way back up Phuwin's body, capturing his lips again, drowning him in passion. He quickly shed his own clothes, feeling the cool air against his skin as he positioned himself at Phuwin's entrance.

Pond pressed in slowly, feeling Phuwin's warmth envelop him as he sank deeper, both of them moaning at the sensation. Phuwin's body welcomed him, a perfect fit that made Pond's head spin with pleasure.

"God, you feel amazing," Pond groaned, losing himself in the moment as he began to move, setting a steady rhythm.

Phuwin gasped beneath him, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through them. He wrapped his legs around Pond's waist, urging him to go deeper, to take him harder. "Just like that, Pond. Don't hold back."

With renewed fervor, Pond picked up the pace, their bodies slapping together as the sounds of their pleasure filled the room. Phuwin's moans echoed around them, each cry urging Pond to push harder, to fill him completely.

"Pond!" Phuwin shouted, his body arching as pleasure threatened to consume him. "I'm so close!"

Pond leaned down, capturing Phuwin's lips again, swallowing his cries as he felt Phuwin tightening around him. "Let go for me," he whispered against Phuwin's mouth, driving deeper with each thrust.

With a final thrust, Phuwin fell over the edge, crying out as pleasure washed over him, his body trembling beneath Pond. The sensation sent Pond spiraling after him, reaching his own climax as he filled Phuwin, their bodies entwined in bliss.

As they came down from their high, Pond collapsed beside Phuwin, both of them breathing heavily, hearts racing.

"Maybe I should dial wrong numbers more often," Pond said with a lazy grin, turning to face Phuwin.

Phuwin chuckled, brushing his fingers against Pond's cheek. "Only if it's me you dial for"

Even if it's not his stomach being filled he knows that he has a hunger for something.

Even if it's not for food.