Mistaken identity. Unreciprocated first love. Worst first impression. All the bad ingredients that connected Qing and Dayu's fate together. Both of them thought they chose the other one, for obvious reasons. But only one of them got it right. The ot...
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Four Years ago...
Qing's POV
I watched Dayu, as he walked around, aimlessly.
He looked confused and not as happy as I thought he would be. And that pissed me off.
Today's his off day from the restaurant. And I want to take him somewhere.
That's why I called him late this morning, around 11 am, after giving him some time to rest in bed; knowing that once again, our night activities prolonged well after the midnight, last night.
I couldn't help it. I always thought that I had the best laid plan, that I would be able to control my lust and desire for Dayu, and yet I lost control whenever I taste his scent. Sex with this man, is out of this world. If I ever had any doubt that he's the most compatible bed partner I had ever had, before, after a year, I don't think that I could delude myself even more.
I didn't even think about having sex with anybody else nowadays; all I wanted was him. He's that good. I resented him and I long for him at the same time; I couldn't help but think about just how many men before me, who had seen him writhing under their bodies and heard his moans as they fucked him, for him to be this good in bed. And I wanted to kill every single one of them.
But, even with such thought in mind; I couldn't help but want him. I longed for his body; the sounds he made when he's in rapture, the scent of his body when he's sweating from our sex; those are the things I live for nowadays.
And I want him to myself. It's getting on my nerve that he's getting along with other people so well; some costumers even came to the hotel restaurant just because they wanted to catch a glimpse of him, men and women alike.
Feng JianYu is a beautiful gay man; without the girly attitude. At one glance nobody would be able to tell that he's into men; unless they are gays themselves.
Watching Dayu worked via the CCTV is also one of my favourite past times to do, while I'm at the office these days. I arranged for it, that the CCTV at the hotel restaurant, is connected to my personal computer in my office. And so, I was able to watch Dayu everyday.
