SOTUS one shots

Arthit Rojnapat And The Vibrating Butt Plug

Mature content. You’ve been warned.

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Arthit finds himself in a little bit of predicament when he hears the keying of his dorm room opening. He immediately puts his pants on, shoving the remote under his pillow to hide his crime.

    When he sees Kongpob enter his room he thinks Arthit can get away with the situation he’s in with a little bit of excuse and explanation, but when he spots his boyfriend’s sister, Kik, peeping from the door, Arthit assumes his death.

    “Ko – ah Kongpob!” he squirms. “What are you doing here?”

    Arthit awkwardly smiles at Kik as he tries to stand up straight to no avail. “Hello, P’!”

    His heart pounds so hard it makes it hard to breathe. Arthit will blame it later to Tootah for getting into his mind, but for now he needs to survive whatever is about to come to him.

    Tootah had told him to explore his sexuality more, and that there are a lot of toys out there that stimulates a guy’s needs, and that as a gay man he should have at least one sex toy at his disposal. Arthit thought it was all bullshit but one night of internet shopping found himself on an online sex toy shop and buys himself a vibrating butt plug.

    It was one of those butt plugs the size of a thumb with a remote to control the intensity of the vibration. Arthit thought about trying it, since it was a Saturday and he and Kongpob didn’t have any plans set for the day.

    And now he’s regretting trying the damn toy.

    It felt good when the toy hits the right spot inside him. Arthit’s set the remote to medium which to him was just right on the mark.

    He was curious to say the least. Of course Arthit was open to try out new things not that he and his boyfriend are exploring their relationship on bed. He just thought about having a go with it, and now he has to suffer the consequences.

    Kongpob frowns at him, furrowing his brows when Arthit fidgets.

    He can’t stand up straight; the butt plug digs in his spot which makes him want to scream in pleasure.

    “Are you okay, P’Arthit?” Kongpob places his hand on Arthit’s shoulders but he shrugs it off.

    The contact burns.

    “Y – yeah,” he stutters. “Just a little peachy.”

    “Are you sure?” Kik says from the door, she slowly enters his dorm and Arthit worries more. “We were going to invite you over for lunch. But if you’re not feeling well, maybe we can reschedule?”

    “No, P’.” Arthit says, biting his lips. “I – I’m good.”   

    “If you’re sure,” she gives him a worrying smile.

    Kongpob frowns at him once more, Arthit gives his boyfriend a reassuring smile – or he hopes was a smile, he’s not sure anymore.

    Kik then starts telling them where they’d have lunch. Arthit tries to listen to what she’s saying but he’s focus is on another different thing. His boyfriend keeps glancing at him, so Arthit tries his best to look normal.

    He should have worn something longer. Arthit’s shirt ends where the button of his pants was, so hiding the growing bulge behind his jeans is going to get harder to conceal.

    “Oh, and Mae and Por are going to join us later, if that’s okay?” Kik turns to him and smiles.

    “Of course,” Arthit says breathily.