As the night wore on, the party showed no signs of slowing. Drinks flowed freely and laughter rang out as inhibitions were lowered. Book and Force were particularly entangled, their kisses passionate and intense. They seemed destined to be together, their love pure and true despite the sordid circumstances.
Khao was having a good time, shooting the shit and drinking with Neo. It was a shame they hadn't met sooner, Neo was a real vibe. But Khao's fun was suddenly interrupted by the sight of Podd laughing uproariously with First. His heart began to race as he imagined the worst - what if First spilled everything in his drunken state?
Khao started sweating, his anxiety growing with each passing second. He fidgeted and glanced around nervously. First caught his eye, flashing him that mischievous look that always made Khao's stomach flip. First was playing games with him, enjoying the power of knowing Khao's secret and watching him squirm.
Neo noticed Khao's agitation and placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Looks like those two are getting along pretty well," he remarked casually. Khao just nodded, his worry palpable. Neo gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Don't fret so much, man. First ain't stupid. He won't say nothin' to Podd."
"I hope you're right," Khao muttered, knocking back another swig of beer. The alcohol wasn't doing much to quell the uneasy feeling in his gut. He kept sneaking glances at Podd and First, trying to read their body language.
Meanwhile, the two men in question were just shooting the shit, talking about their shared interests and hobbies. Podd thought First was the coolest guy - funny, charming, smart and damn easy on the eyes. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. If he was being honest, part of him wished he could be more like First.
For his part, First was surprised to find he really dug Podd's vibe too. The man was laid back and supportive, the kind of boyfriend Khao deserved. A pang of guilt pricked at his conscience - was that why Khao was always so hesitant and reluctant, because of Podd? Nah, couldn't be. Khao wanted him just as bad, First was sure of it. He was willing to be the bad guy and ruin their relationship just to have Khao to himself. The end justified the means.
As the hours crept on and people started to reach their limit, First caught Khao's eye from across the room. He jerked his head towards the bathroom, a wicked glint in his eye. Khao hesitated but knew he was powerless to resist. He slipped away unnoticed, his heart pounding in anticipation and dread.
First was waiting for him just outside the bathroom door, already drunk and sloppy. "Yo, what's up Khao?" he slurred, pulling Khao into a rough kiss. "I want you so fuckin' bad. Gonna make you feel real good."
Khao melted into the kiss despite himself, his resolve crumbling under First's hungry mouth. He let himself be walked backwards into the bathroom until his back hit the wall. First's hands were already roaming his body, tugging at his clothes impatiently. "Please," Khao gasped, "We can't, not here..."
"Why not? You 'fraid your man gonna catch us?" First challenged, one hand delving into Khao's jeans to grope his half-hard cock. Khao moaned and bucked into the touch, his hips moving of their own accord. "Don't worry 'bout it. He don't even care about you no more."
Khao knew that was a lie but he let it go, too far gone to protest further. He just whimpered and spread his legs wider, letting First do what he wanted. The bathroom suddenly felt too small, the air thick with their mingled arousal. First wasted no time shoving Khao's jeans and underwear down to his ankles before turning him to face the wall.
Khao braced his trembling hands against the tiles and arched his back, offering himself up. His hole clenched around nothing, already sore and sensitive from their last encounter. First smacked his ass hard and Khao yelped at the sharp sting.
"Fuck, look at you," First groaned, kneading the reddening flesh. "Gonna wreck this tight lil' ass, make it mine." He pushed two spit-slick fingers inside Khao's fluttering hole without warning, making him cry out at the sudden intrusion.
It burned and stretched in the most delicious way as First fingerfucked him hard and fast, his wrist twisting and scissoring. Khao's dick leaked clear fluid, his body responding eagerly to the rough treatment despite his mind's objections. He was still a little tender from before and it showed in the way he flinched and whimpered at each thrust.
"Please," Khao begged shamelessly, too desperate and drunk to care how he sounded. "Want your cock, want you to fuck me..." The filthy words spilled from his lips, a broken moan. He was vaguely aware that he was being a bad boyfriend even as he gave First permission to take him right then and there.
Some distant part of him was horrified at how easily he succumbed, how much he craved First's dick despite the risk. It just felt so good to let go and be used like this, to forget he was taken and indulge in his darkest urges. He knew he was wrong but he couldn't bring himself to stop it.
First just laughed darkly, the sound sending shivers down Khao's spine. "That's what I like to hear. Gonna fuck you so hard you forget your own name." He removed his fingers and replaced them with the blunt head of his cock, pushing in with one hard thrust.
Khao screamed, the pleasure-pain stealing his breath. He squeezed his eyes shut as he was split open and filled in one stroke, his unprepared hole struggling to adjust. It felt like he was being torn in two, the burn of the stretch nearly unbearable.
But then First started to move and Khao saw stars, his vision whiting out at the intensity of it. He was being railed into the wall, each thrust punching the air from his lungs and making his cock jump. The pain was still there, sharp and ever-present, but it was drowned out by the sheer bliss of being so thoroughly claimed and used.
First set a brutal pace, grunting and groaning like an animal as he chased his pleasure. Khao could only take it, his body jolting with each snap of First's hips. He clenched down hard, reveling in the way it made First curse and fuck him even harder.
They rutted together messily, the obscene slap of skin on skin filling the small room. Khao's ass was pounded into oblivion until he was loose and sloppy, gaping and twitching around First's pistoning cock. He was reduced to a mindless, babbling mess, completely at First's mercy as he was fucked within an inch of his life.
It was wrong and dirty and Khao never wanted it to end. In that moment, he would have let First do anything he wanted, would have betrayed anyone if it meant he could feel this good. He knew he was damning himself with each moan and whimper but he was too far gone to care.
He was a sinful, filthy cheater and he never wanted to be anything else. Let the devil take him, he'd gladly burn for a taste of heaven like this. First could have his body and his soul, anything he wanted. Khao was his, now and forever.
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