As they entered First's bedroom, Khao's nerves spiked. Cheating on Podd for money? His conscience gnawed at him, but First's words echoed in his mind. He had to satisfy him or lose this luxurious life and become the useless son again.
Khao steeled himself. "I can do it."
First noticed his tension. "Feeling nervous?" he asked, amused but concerned.
Khao nodded.
"Let's put on a blindfold," First suggested. "Pretend it's Podd, or whatever his name is."
Khao's eyes widened. "You know about Podd? How?" Disbelief laced his voice.
First shrugged. "It doesn't matter, but I know about your little boyfriend."
Khao bristled at his apathy. "He's taller than you."
First smirked. "A nobody."
Khao's fists clenched, feeling upset and disrespected. "I can't believe you."
First's tone turned annoyed. "Can we please just get this over with?"
Khao's voice was confident, but beneath it lay self-loathing, guilt, and lost dignity. "Fine."
First's grin revealed his perfect teeth, but Khao now saw him as despicable. Meanwhile, First's hands moved to Khao's waist, his touch sending shivers down Khao's spine.
"Relax," First whispered, his breath hot against Khao's ear.
Khao tensed, his mind racing. What was he doing? First's lips brushed against Khao's neck, sending unwanted sparks.
Khao's thoughts screamed: Podd, forgive me.
First's eyes locked onto Khao's as he removed his belt and slid off his boxers. His hard, large member sprang free. Khao's jaw dropped in awe. Khao's eyes widened as First's cock stood proudly, inches from his face. First's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with desire.
"P-please, First," Khao stuttered, trying to hide his trembling.
"Shh, Khao," First whispered, his voice low and husky. "Don't be nervous. I promise I'll make this worth your while." His hand gently brushed against Khao's cheek, sending shivers down his spine.
Khao's eyes darted upwards, meeting First's intense gaze. He felt trapped, yet a part of him yearned to surrender.
"Please, First," Khao repeated, his voice barely audible.
First's smile was laced with amusement, his voice dripping with seduction. "You're so eager to betray that precious heart of yours, aren't you, Khao? So willing to surrender to desires you dare not speak aloud."
Khao's heart raced, his mind torn between desire and guilt.
Khao stepped back, his eyes locked on First's. "No, I'm doing this because I have to," he said firmly, trying to maintain distance.
First chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement, as he took a step closer to Khao. "Okay, then suck me and let's seal our arrangement," he said, his voice low and husky, his hand reaching out to gently rub Khao's lips.
Khao leaned in, his hands grasping First's hips, and began to tease him with his tongue. Shame and guilt consumed him, but he shut his eyes, pretending First was Podd.
Khao thought, trying to convince himself:
If I imagine it's Podd, everything will be fine.
His tongue expertly danced across First's hardened cock, sending shivers down his spine.
After several minutes, First moaned as Khaotung licked his cock and Khao gagged as First's cock hit his throat.
First moaned, his fingers tangling in Khao's hair.
"Khao, oh fuck," First whispered, his hips arching upward.
First's soft moans filled the air as Khao's lips lavished attention on his sensitive member, eliciting whispers of pleasure.
"Khao, yes...like that," First breathed.
As Khao sucked with increasing intensity, despite the gagging, his goal was to bring First to release sooner. Meanwhile, guilt consumed him, for he couldn't deny his own arousal while pleasuring First.
Khao's conflicted emotions intensified as First's body began to tremble, signaling an impending release. His own arousal grew harder to ignore.
"Khao, don't fucking stop," First groaned, voice laced with desperation and impatience.
Khao's guilt and desire wrestled, but his actions remained driven by a twisted sense of obligation.
Khao's thoughts were interrupted by the thick white fluid that filled his mouth. "Swallow it...all of it," First ordered, his smirk twisting his face.
"Do I have to?" Khao asked, clinging to a shred of defiance, desperate to preserve his dwindling dignity.
First's response was laced with entitlement. "Of course, baby. And clean me up with your tongue."
Khao sighed, defeated, and obeyed.
As he swallowed, the taste wasn't unpleasant, reminiscent of Podd's. Yet, wave after wave of revulsion washed over him. He shouldn't be doing this.
His arousal was now completely gone. Podd's image haunted him - his smile, his laughter, his loving gaze. What would Podd say if he ever discovered Khao's secret? The thought gnawed at him like a rabid beast, devouring his remaining self-respect.
"That was amazing! I didn't expect you to be such a good lover." First beamed with amusement.
"Don't call me that." Khao's defiance was palpable.
"It's a compliment, and it suits you," First said, chuckling.
Khao kept quiet, tired of First's games.
"Now, the next part. Strip." First commanded, his playful self gone.
Khao sighed for the nth time. Was he really doing this? Giving himself to First? Podd would probably never look at him the same way if he knew. But eventually, he had to do this for a better life.
He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, hesitant.
"Let me help you with that." First said, sensing Khao's reluctance.
Khao couldn't stop him; First had already unbuttoned it. Embarrassed, Khao hid his nipples.
"Don't hide them; I'll see and touch them." First teased.
"You bastard!" Khao exclaimed, embarrassed, not truly swearing.
"You can swear? Wow, you keep surprising me." First said, about to kiss Khao when his phone rang.
First moved away, annoyance etched on his face. "What is it, Neo?"
Khao wondered who Neo was and what the urgent conversation was about.
"Fine, I'll be there in a few minutes." First dropped the call and turned to Khao. "Go back to your room."
First's cold tone stung. Khao felt like a prostitute, used and discarded.
As First dressed up again, he caught Khao glancing at his revealed cock but said nothing.
Khao took his t-shirt and exited, feeling bad about First's abrupt dismissal. But he was relieved that he wouldn't have sex with First. He'd be forever grateful to whoever Neo was.
First stared at Khao's retreating back, mostly his ass. Upset he couldn't have it, he felt sorry for Khao, who had been aroused too but did nothing about it. Neo's call beckoned - a guy's night. First prioritized friends and family over "sex toys".
