Podd sat on his bed, his mind racing with unsettling thoughts about Khaotung. The other had recently been refusing Podd's advances, claiming he wasn't feeling well. But Podd couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it.
"Podd, I'm not feeling well, can we not do it?" Khao had said recently.
Podd looked at him disappointedly. "But why? You've been refusing sex with me for months now. Why?"
Khao hesitated. "I-I don't know how to say this."
Podd's voice took a soft note, "Please say it, you trust me, don't you?"
"I trust you," He said. "Well, I've decided to practice celibacy. I'm sorry for not telling you."
Podd had tried trusting Khao's words, but he couldn't ignore the huge hickeys he had noticed on Khao's neck. They were poorly concealed with makeup.
And he remembered calling Khao a few months ago–Khao had abruptly dropped the call, saying he was busy. But the voice on the other end hadn't sounded like Khao at all.
Podd knew Khao's voice intimately after all their years together. Khao just didn't talk like that mysterious person on the phone had.
Podd's mind was in turmoil. He wanted to confront Khao, but he was afraid of the truth. Part of him still wanted to believe in their relationship. In the end, he decided he needed to get out of the house to clear his head. Grabbing his bag, he headed out the door.
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First hauled Khao onto the bed, forcefully pinning him face-first against the dresser, the cold mirror misted over from their wet bodies. Khao yelped as First wrenched Khao's pants down just enough to free his painfully hard cock. The heady musk of Khao's arousal mingled with the steam still rising off their skin.
"Watch," First growled, gripping Khao's hair and twisting his head to face the mirror. "Watch me claim what's supposed to be mine."
First kicked Khao's thighs further apart, the obscene squelch of slick wet skin on skin obscenely loud in the room. He notched his thick cock between Khao's ass cheeks, grinding his heavy balls against Khao's taint. Khao whimpered, clenching down on nothing. His needy hole winked, trying to draw First in.
Khao barely had a second to gasp before First thrusted forward, sheathing himself balls-deep in one brutal stroke. The breath punched out of Khao's lungs at the sudden intrusion. He spasmed around First's cock, mind blanking at the intense stretch.
First set a punishing pace, snapping his hips in a blur. The slap of skin on skin echoed through the room, punctuated by Khao's broken moans. Water droplets flew as First pounded into him.
"Take it," First snarled, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. "I wish Podd could see how desperate you are for my cock."
First's hand came down hard on Khao's ass, the wet stinging slap making Khao yelp. The handprint bloomed red against Khao's skin. First rained down more, alternating sides as he rails Khao into the dresser.
Khao's fingers scrabbled against the mirror, finding purchase on the misty surface. His legs trembled, barely holding him up as First fucked him into delirious overstimulation. Drool trickled down his chin, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed a deep red.
"Look at you," First purred, reaching around to fist Khao's dripping cock. "So beautiful yet a stubborn cat."
Khao sobbed brokenly, hips jerking into First's tight grip. His hole clenched greedily around First's pistoning cock, a coil of intense pressure building at the base of his spine.
First's rhythm turned erratic, his balls drawing up in warning. "Cum for me," he commanded, voice rough with impending release. "Cum for me, Tung. Let me feel you."
Khao keened, back bowing as his orgasm slammed into him. Cum splattered against the mirror, his cock pulsing in First's grip. His ass clamped down viciously on First's cock, milking him for all he's worth.
With a guttural groan, First hilted inside Khao one last time. Khao felt the hot splash of First's cum painting his insides, soothing the abused ring of muscle. First grinded into him, working himself through the aftershocks.
They stayed like that, locked together and panting, sweat and spend mixing with the water drying on their skin. Khao's eyelids fluttered, the intensity of his climax leaving him dazed and floaty. He could feel First softening inside him, slipping out with a gush of cum.
First turned Khao around, cupping his face almost tenderly. "Look at us," he murmured, voice low and rough. Their mirrored reflections stared back at them, faces slack with sated pleasure. First leaned in, capturing Khao's mouth in a searing kiss.
Khao whimpered into the kiss, fingers tangling in First's hair. First licked into his mouth, claiming every inch of him. They made out filthy in the mirror, a lewd display of possession.
When they finally broke apart, both panting, First rested his forehead against Khao's. "I love you," he said his voice going soft.
Khao fell silent, consumed by guilt for not having the answer First was hoping for. First's gaze dropped, a mix of disappointment and understanding flashing across his face. Without a word, he grabbed a towel and began to clean them up.
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Podd found himself standing outside First's mansion, his feet seemingly moving of their own accord. He hadn't planned on coming here, but his suspicions had gotten the better of him.
With a sense of trepidation, Podd pushed open the front door and stepped inside. The mansion was quiet, the only sound the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath his feet. The staff had likely gone home for the night.
He made his way upstairs, heading towards Khaotung's room, but was distracted by soft noises coming from another room. As he approached, he assumed it was First's room, and the voices became clearer. Podd pressed his ear to the door and listened.
"First, are you upset with me?" Khaotung asked.
"Why would I be?" First replied, his tone casual.
"Okay, but why aren't you speaking to me?"
"Khaotung, it's late, and I'm trying to sleep. It's not unusual that I wouldn't talk."
"But we always chat or watch a movie or series before we sleep," Khaotung pointed out.
"Khaotung, let me sleep. We have work tomorrow. You should too," First said.
"I can't sleep without talking to you," Khaotung admitted.
Podd's expression morphed from curious to frustrated and confused. Why were the two of them on the same room, speaking as if they were lovers? Why would Khaotung say he couldn't sleep without talking to the other?
Podd's mind raced as he considered the possibility that Khaotung was cheating on him, and with First, no less. But no, First was a good man who had hired Khaotung out of kindness, right? He couldn't have.
Podd's suspicions were confirmed when he slightly cracked open the unlocked door and saw the two men sleeping intimately in the same bed. First's arm was draped over Khaotung's waist, and Khaotung's head rested on his shoulder. Their legs were tangled together, and their naked bodies were entwined as if they were one. The sight of them together, so close and so affectionate, was more than Podd could bear.
Khaotung and First stirred as Podd stepped into the room, their shocked faces reflecting the gravity of the situation. Khaotung's eyes widened with guilt, and First's expression morphed from surprise to disappointment. Podd's heart ached as he took in the sight of his lover, his Khaotung, in the arms of another man.
The room was filled with tension and sadness, and Podd felt as if he couldn't breathe. The weight of the betrayal was too much to bear, and he couldn't stay sane anymore.
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Hey guys. I know most of you didn't expect this but yeah, this is the climax. Initially, the story was supposed to be 20 chapters, but it'll be 30 chapters instead. Still less but I don't wanna drag it.
