lost love

coffee

"Nnnnn" type squeezed his eyes shut, with a grimance.
Kon was sitting in a chair with type on top of him jerking his length.
They were in the studio after hours and type finally let kon touch his length.
"Mmmm"
Type however was not getting into it. He couldn't cum. From the men he "dated" no matter what they did or how long they did it for, he couldn't ever cum.
"Mmm You like that type?"
Kon put his mouth on types neck.
He nodded, but it was a lie.
Kon started to stroke harder but type needed to get out of it.
He lurched forward a bit placing his hand to his stomach. type hated to fake a stomach cramp but he didn't want to hurt kons feelings.
Kon put on a pouted lip.
"Your stomach?"
"Sorry...maybe it needs your cum."
Then he got up to turn around keeping his eyes to kons. Then he went to his knees too pull out kons erection through the hole in his boxers. Kon had his pants around his ankles.
Type put kons length into his mouth sucking hard.
Kon bent slowly forward.
"Aaah your so good at this."
Type smiled.
It never took long, within minutes kon came inside types mouth. He leaned back to lick his fingers seductively.
Kon looked lustfully at type.
"Mmm when can we..."
Type shook his head then got up putting his member back into his shorts.
Then he leaned over to place his lips on his for a brief kiss.
Departing kon had a pouty lip again.
"Eventually just..."
Kon nodded.
"I know your stomach."
Then he got up to pull up his pants to storm angerly off.
It had been a month and type would only suck him off. This was only the 5th time he'd done it but type hadent had sex with anyone since tharn.
Watching kon storm off type knew this wasent going to last long, just like all the others. There had only been 2 other's before kon but it was the same story.
Rolling his eyes he had to go meet tharn for coffee.
Getting in the van he put the painting already in there to give to tharn after they talked.
Type was beyond nervous but he held a smirk.
The reason why he sucked kon off was to have him inside of himself while he talked to tharn. A silent revenge only type would know of.
Parking he had to take calming breathes.
Talk. Get paid.leave. Then never see him again.
Types stomach started to act up but he brought his medication in his bag with him.
Getting out he walked inside to see tharn already there.
He took another deep breathe.
Tharn looked up to see type sit down.
Type didn't look up, he kept his eyes to the table.
Tharn placed his cup down after he took a sip of his coffee.
"How are you today?"
Type shrugged.
"Um i have your art in my van, do you have a car large enough to gather them after we are done talking?"
Tharn nodded.
"I drove a truck today."
"Mmm"
Then a waitress came putting down a frappe in front of type. He looked to her to smile and nod then saw what she put down. Type shivered.
The past
"Dont you drink black coffee?"
Type shook his head taking a sip of his frappe.
"I only like sweet coffee. Can't understand why you drink only black coffee."
He shuttered in fake disgust.
Then tharn brought up his arm after looking around to place his thumb on types chin making him look up with surprise.
"Your sweetness is enough for me. If i get any more my blood sugar could spike." He smiled.
Type grew a huge grin.
Looking around it was 10 and the coffee shop was deserted. Peering back at tharn he leaned over the table to put his lips on tharns for a passionate kiss.
To the present type had to rammage through his bag getting his medication.
Tharn leaned back looking questionally at type who popped a pill.
His eyes narrowed.
"Are you on drugs?"
Type grabbed a water from the center to take it with his medication.
Then he put it down swallowing.
"No... I suffer from stomach ulcers...um since my time in Germany."
Type lied keeping he's eyes down.
He didn't want to let tharn know it was because of there break up.
"Im sorry. Are they painful?"
Type shrugged.
He took a deep breathe in.
"So..... why am i here?"
"I wanted to catch up with you.'
Type rolled his eyes.
'Why? We're not friends."
Tharn leaned forward putting his elbows on the table to cup his hands together.
"I was hoping we could be." He lied.
Tharn wanted more but under the circumstances he didn't think they could be more.
Type looked to tharn cocking his head to the side in disbelief.
"You got to be fucking with me." "Why do you think for one minute id be friends with you again?"
Tharn took a deep breathe in.
"We were once."
Type scoffed.
"Once. After....what happened...i cant be your friend."
"Type? Its been 10 years can't we move on."
Types eyes narrowed.
"Have you've forgotten everything that happened between us?"
Tharn leaned back to look at his coffee.
"No, but it was 10 years ago. Seeing you again i missed you."
Type shook his head.
"We can't be friends tharn, not after what happened."
"Type. I've changed since then. We could try."
"Why?"
"I miss what we had before....".
Then he grimanced.
Type leaned back to put his arms across his chest. Honestly, he missed it too but he couldn't let go of the year they had together romantically. They were each others first.
"I guess your father would love that, seeing me around again. Maybe i could take my revenge."
He darkly scoffed.
Type knew his dad had a hand in there breakup but type knew it all came down to tharn.
"Um...He passed away 5 months ago."
Types body softened.
"Im...im so sorry."
Tharn shrugged.
Type gulped feeling uncomfortable.
"Well, if that's all. i need to go. I Need to meet kon."
Type looked to his watch.
"Um...is he your?"
They hadent put a label on it but type nodded.
Tharn gave a fake smile.
"That's great."
Type looked to tharn eyes narrowed. He could still tell when tharn gave a fake smile.
"What about you?"
"Im seeing a girl...not serious though."
He lied taking a sip of his coffee.
Type shook his head. He could tell when tharn wasent being truthful.
"Well congrats."
"Um i do Need to leave. Follow me out so i can give you the art work. Also"
He brought his hand out with a smirk for the check.
Tharn smiled then went into his breast pocket to get the check out.
Taking it out he brought it up waiting for type to take it. Rolling his eyes he put his hand to the end to try and take it but tharn held on. Type looked to him confused.
"Type. Can we try to be friends again? We have already moved on, we don't share any more of those feelings for each other...right?"
Type gulped.
"Nope." He lied.
"Neither do i." Tharn lied.
"Can we try then?"
Type looked to the side biting his inner cheek.
Looking back he took the check, standing up tharn looked up at him.
"Ill.....think about it. But dont your breathe."
Tharn Nodded.
Then type motioned with his chin for tharn to follow.
Tharn looked down grabbing the frappe to hand it to type when he walked towards him.
Type took it to finally take a sip.
Looking forward type was regretting this.
Could i be only friends with him again after everything?