KongArthit 💕 - Tale of Two Boys

Chapter 2 - Lesson Learned

A/N - Thanks ahead of time to anyone stopping by willing to give my story a chance! I look forward to your thoughts and ideas!

- Arthit's inner thoughts will be represented as underlined italic text.

- Kongpob's inner thoughts will be represented as bold italic text.

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What the actual fuck just happened?! I could have sworn I was in the middle of teaching Kong a lesson; how did I end up wrapped around him in a bathroom, half undressed, trying to catch my breath?

Kong gently unwrapped Arthit's arms from his neck, unable to hide his self-satisfied smirk, he helped Arthit stand up and started redressing his hot senior before he was pushed even further over the edge, and took a step he wasn't sure either of them were quite ready for yet. He hadn't intended to go so far already, but his attraction to Arthit couldn't be denied. Add that to the fact that his P' had been mercilessly teasing him in the lunch room for the last 15 minutes, and he felt lucky to be even somewhat in control, although the noticeable bulge in his pants would probably disagree with him.

"K-Kong, ummm, are you ok? Do you want me to, ummm..."

Kong looked up at Arthit and saw him flushing an even deeper shade of red while glancing at the noticeable bulge in Kong's pants.

"P' you seem worried about my, uh, well being?! What kind of help were you thinking of offering exactly?" Kong asked, leaning in closer to Arthit with a smile.

Arthit pushed Kong's forehead away a little rougher than he intended, his embarrassment overwhelming him. "N-Nothing, I wasn't offering anything! Stop looking at me like that Kongpob, I just, wanted to make sure you would be OK. You have Calculus class next, I just wanted to make sure you would be able to concentrate."

Kong stepped closer to Arthit and leaned in close to his ear again, "You know P' hearing you worry about me like that, isn't really going to "help" my situation, if you know what I mean," grabbing Arthit's waist and quickly pulling his body against his still noticable erection.

Kong was about to press Arthit back against the wall when he heard someone banging on the door to the bathroom.

"Hey, is anyone in there?! Did they start selling pink milk in the men's room? I'm pretty sure I almost dehydrated waiting for drinks that never came."

Arthit groaned out loud.

Of all the people to catch them coming out of a locked bathroom did it have to be Bright? I swear I am going to kill him one day, he seemed to have no shortage of luck when it came to being in the right place at the wrong damn time! Why did it have to be Bright banging on the bathroom door? How the hell am I supposed to explain this situation?

"There's a line starting to form out here, and class starts in about three minutes, are you stuck in there? Should I call the janitor to open the door for you?" Bright asked with mocking concern.

Kong chuckled and glanced quickly in the mirror, fixing his hair before looking back at Arthit, "Well that's one way to kill the mood I guess, are you ready to head out?".

Arthit reached for the door and froze catching his reflection in the mirror, "What the fuck Kongpob, were you going to let me walk out there looking like this?! I look like someone just ravaged me!" He quickly attempted to fix his hair, not having much luck, it was still sticking up everywhere.

How the hell does Kongpob always look so together? I felt pretty in control a few minutes ago, so why does it feel like he was the one in control all along?! Will I ever win against this kid?