A mind can have hell and heaven too-KONGPOB. A strange and unreal love between a dead lover and a living lover.
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The story has some heavy topics related to social evils in our society. Read at your own discreti...
Arthit challenged Kong since he wanted him to take his life stress free, without any health issues and above all fear from the gory past. He embarked upon the idea of toning both Kong's body and mind. At last he knew that both were in love, the love which was baffling and inexplicable. He did not ask about Kong's past or discussed about his strange feelings regarding him. He did not even ask as to why Kong did not feel completely stranger when he saw him in the hospital. He avoided those confusing thoughts and dreams for the future. Even if it the feelings and dreams were bizarre and abnormal, he was sure of one thing that he would love Kong forever.
Kong was totally glued to Arthit from morning till night. He was pampered, packed, hurdled, fed and tutored by Arthit. He became his shadow day in and day out. Except to attend his classes or some matters related to his studies, both were almost inseparable. By the month of December, Kong was able to tone his muscles and mind to at least presentable extent. But on the contrary, Arthit was becoming more and more sturdy, athletic, manly and robust. Under the able scrutiny and mentoring, Kong was able to clear both first and second year university exams and plus excelled in second year assignments and projects. Time wore on, Kong turned 20 and Arthit 22. But Arthit never pressed Kong with being physical anymore. Though Kong toned his muscular body, still the scars and wounds in his mind had not healed.
The doctor insisted Arthit to take the snail pace, since any force might leave him mentally depressed beyond any scope of repair. Arthit's desires and arousal were channeled in his sports and exercises. He still thought of the dream with Kong which surely pacified his thirst He was so much fallen deep in Kong that his presence, his nearness, his things, his gazes, stares, his dependence on him kept him alive in his world. He was obsessed by him in all possible ways.
One way of quenching Arthit's biological need was hugging, cuddling and kissing Kong. After the therapy, at least Kong allowed him to embrace and kiss only on his cheeks. Arthit almost every night glued his body or rather carried the whole weight of Kong on him. Even though, the doctor advised Arthit to be careful with Kong, Arthit tried in his own way to allure Kong. He always wore only boxers when they were alone,much to the dissatisfaction and puzzlement of Kong. He was not terrified but embarrassed since he always stared shamelessly at Arthit but without doing anything to him. At first, Arthit was frustrated but then he recoiled to fact that if that would be his love life, he would accept it.
Kong had never experienced so many relations in one man. Arthit was the man who embodied everything in him. He was mother when he cooked for him, father when he scolded him, tutor when he mentored him, his friend when he had fears, his brother or sister when they watched TV shows together, his lover for accepting him with his mental imbalances and weaknesses. Kong never regretted that he did not give anything in return to Arthit since he believed that Arthit was his, Kong's Arthit and he never underestimated himself or looked down upon because of his mental state. Since Arthit was his neurotic obsession for him to live in that world. His life for past year was blissful, with lot of love, caring and pampering from Arthit.
Except for the two incidents, their blissful life was uninterrupted by any incidents or happenings.
Two girls who tried to flirt with Arthit met with an unexpected fates. One committed suicide in her house and the other left the university. The principal was worried and troubled with those strange happenings. Nothing was found even after careful investigation by the Police officers.
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Hi guys,
I updated almost daily since I will be busy for next few days and I am writing as the ideas are surfacing. I think more than Kong I need counselling since I am almost obsessed with story day and night. I am almost sleepless thinking about this story.
Hope you like this. Three chapters I wrote it less angst because few of my readers were sad. But here on wards it will be back to its dark style. Thank you for supporting and voting for this story, which has no sense in it. But yet I love it.
