Is It Enoguh?

The End - Part 2

Finally, this story comes to an end. Thank you for accompanying me on this wild ride. I sincerely hope that you enjoyed the ending. Please feel free to leave me your impressions.

Once again, I apologise for any mistakes in the narrative.

Thank you for reading, and who knows, maybe we'll meet again. 

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Korn was starting to worry, it seemed that Porsche had made a move, Tankhun's bodyguards had turned up dead, shot in the head. An execution. They had analysed the bullets, and the gun belonged to Porsche. That was giving him a headache, as Tankhun was screaming and screaming for revenge. His madness was increasing with each passing hour. Then there was Kinn, or rather, he was not. He had disappeared. They couldn't find him, all trace of him had evaporated. He suspected Porsche, but it was a job done by professionals, and Porsche always left a trail. Always. Although he put men following Vegas, all he could find was that he and Pete were back together. And Korn, judiciously, preferred to avoid pissing Pete off. And, finally, his youngest son, Kim. Korn had mixed emotions about him. Of his sons, Kim was the only one he was somewhat proud of, the only one who could follow in his footsteps. But, Kim was taking over all his businesses, both illegal and legal. He was subtly taking over Korn's hard-earned empire.

Korn was finding it hard to follow the game, something was escaping his control, and he didn't know who was behind it. He had half his men searching, but they were coming up empty.
And a few days later, his empire began to crumble. His businesses were going bankrupt, his associates were disappearing one by one; those who didn't disappear, turned up in jail. Not only was Kinn still missing, no one knew anything about Kim. When the silence in the house became too big, he realised that Tankhun had been missing for days as well. And even Porsche was impossible to find.
When Korn decided to go to his nephew, it was too late, the car he was in, exploded. The fire began to consume his body, smoke began to fill his lungs, the pain of his burning flesh was so big that he slipped into the unconsciousness of death.

The news covered the story of a car explosion on the road, but it was not until after the autopsy that it was revealed that the dead man was Korn Theerapanyakun.

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Kim had long since discovered what his father had done. All of it. At first, he learned of the fate his mother had suffered, his father had robbed him of the chance to feel loved. Later he learned that his father had ordered the abductions his older brother had suffered since he was a child. These were reasons enough to stay away from his father and his family. When he looked into what his father had done with his brother Kinn, he saw about the business with the children. Kinn had never treated him badly, in fact, he had helped him when he wanted to move away, so he decided to help him when he saw that Kinn couldn't keep it going any longer. He told himself that if he couldn't have a happy childhood, no one should be able to have one. He was always a jealous child, especially when he saw his cousins, Vegas and Macau, being happy together, despite what Uncle Kan did to them, they cared for and protected each other. It wasn't fair. Kim never had that love.
The moment Porsche showed up, Kim began to investigate. With the network of information he had built up to that point, it wasn't hard to find out what his father had done to his mother. Simple tests showed him that Porsche's brother, Porchay, was his half-brother.
Kim never trusted Porsche, and his suspicions were confirmed when he discovered his plans.
In case he needed to control him in the future, he approached Porchay. He never intended to have any kind of relationship with him, but the boy idolised him, and kept offering himself to him, clearly wanting more than friendship from Kim. And Kim, he couldn't help but be seduced by him. It wasn't going to go beyond a few kisses, but Porchay's inexperienced hands made him go further.
Now that he no longer had a relationship with Porchay, he kind of missed having his cock buried in the boy's hole, hearing the moans he let out with each of his thrusts. The pleasure he felt every time he unloaded his cum in his hole, or in his mouth, or on any part of his body, and then kept fucking him. He wasn't proud of having fucked his half-brother, but he couldn't help jerking off to the thought of how he took the opportunity to fuck his mouth when the boy was half asleep, or how he offered his ass for Kim to fuck whenever and however he wanted.
Although Kim liked the way he kept his cock warm, it was a relief when Porchay finally found out the truth, and he was able to walk away. He was finding it hard to pretend that he wanted to be with him for more than just fucking him.
Kim watched in disbelief as Porsche was able to fool everyone, even Vegas. Deep down, Kim idolised Vegas, he had outlived his father, taken care of his brother, and now he had Pete, someone who had chosen him in spite of everything, who loved him for who he was. But even Vegas had screwed it all up.