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Tae hates making chitchat with people he doesn't know that well, and with those who have underlying intentions. Somehow these sort of socializing events, despite being much larger in scale, always bore him since his most despised people usually gather here. Five nights in a luxurious hotel room didn't help in taking the edge of his boredom. He can't escape it as it is part of his work and nothing is as exciting and glamorous as it is perceived to be from the outside.

Darvid Kreepolrerk, or Tae as he prefers his friends call him, is from a rich family. He is the sole heir of Kreepolrerk Industries which is composed of the leading engineering firms and hotel chains locally and abroad. Though he may be filthy rich, he couldn't help but feel lonely at times since his parents died from a plane crash when he was still in high school. The people that surround him pretend to care but they are all really after his money and status, thus he trusts few people only.

He had to keep himself busy these days or else he'll go crazy. He couldn't stop thinking about that night, what it had felt like. How when he let his mind play the memories back both Kimmon and Godt doesn't seem to exist and it was just him and Tee, Tae buried deep inside him and Tee making low keening noises, with his breath in Tae's ear as he moaned and tightened his legs around his back. How the feel of Tee's come had sent him so far over the edge that his vision had gone white. He tried to erase the memory of Godt saying, "Who knew Tae could be so greedy?" and pulled a pliant Tee into his own arms, and how after that both Kimmon and Godt had fucked him. How he fisted his fingers and drawn blood from stopping himself from touching Tee again, how he'd got hard again, almost unwillingly, and Godt had ridden his cock while Kimmon took Tee from behind and Tae had given in and stroked Tee to his completion.

It should be one of his go-to wank-bank memories, he knows it was unlikely for him to have that again, but somehow, it just wasn't. He wanted the night erased from his memory.

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Tee took almost the whole week deciding on how to break the news of possible impending fatherhood to the potential fathers. He could handle Godt, though it would be awkward because of their friendship. They are occasional fuck-buddies, nothing more. The other two, Tae and Kimmon are something else.

Those funny clear cocktails had a lot to do with his current situation. Whatever it was in them had made Tee absolutely horny but he remembered all of it, every last second. He'd climbed Darvid Kreepolrerk like a tree, though they knew each other through family circles, they weren't that close.

When he thought back to that he was both appalled...and rather turned on.

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