Taking Hearts

His and Mine

(DAYU)

Wang Qing pushed me inside the dark room. He snapped his fingers and the two lampshades on each side of the bed suddenly came to life. Giving soft lights inside the room.

Cool!

But he didn't give me a chance to ask what will happen if he clap his hand. He turn me around to face him and kiss me again.

Okay, kissing is much better than asking questions.

Our hands started getting busy. Busied taking the clothing items off our body. First my hoodie, then his jacket. Next is my tshirt and belt, followed by his tie and long sleeve shurt. We kicked our shoes, one of my sneakers fly close to the door.

We continued kissing. I tilt my head up when his lips nibble on my neck and shoulders while he helped me unbutton and unzip my pants. He push me on the bed to help me pulled it off. Naked except for my white briefs I watched him take off his trouser.

In our undies, I thought this is it! I will finally make love with the man I love. VP Wang spread my legs to make a space for him between them and he lay on top of me.

This is it!

But just when I thought he will start ravishing me, he gazed at me tenderly and kiss my cheek softly.

"Don't ever compare yourself to them," he said in a solemn tone.

"Huh?"

Wang Qing smiled down at me, "To the persons from my past. Don't ever compare yourself to them. Or think that you will never measure up against them. For me, you're it."

Seriously? He is being sweet to me? Right now?

Goodness I am in love with him. So much in love. With lots of feelings.

But...

"Okay! I'm it. Can...we continue now?" I said. He laughed again. I don't why he laughs everytime I will say or ask something? Am I really that funny? I don't think so.

But it feels good to hear his laughter and see him happy.

"I swear...you will...nevermind!" He exclaimed before latching his lips on me again.

Ah...now I am happy.

The room was filled with moans, groans, sighs, screams and sometimes curses as we try to put the bed on fire with our love. We giggled and laughed too. Well, he mostly laugh. While I want to cry.

I pushed him off me, "I hate you." I say without any heat. He keeps on laughing. "Stop laughing!" I snarled at him.

"It's either I laugh or cry. Believe me, you don't want to see me cry," he said while lying next to me.

I sat up on the bed, with my raging hard on, and gazed down at him angrily. "What kind of gay man are you? You don't have any lube in your home!"

We can't have sex. We have no lube. I hate him!

He put an arm under his head. "It's because I don't make it a point to take home people here, you are my first lover that entered my home,"

"Really?" My eyes brightened at that, then dimmed again. "But still..."

He sighed, "Why didn't you buy some lube before you search my home and came here? With how hot you are for my body, it's a wonder why you didn't have one or two tube of lubes with you,"