The So-called Boyfie | MewGulf ✔

Part 34 💖

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As soon as they were alone, Gulf turned to Mew and buried his head in his chest, sobbing. "I didn't know that they were going to hate me for being such a failure," he cried. He clutched Mew's waist. "I didn't know they were going to make me feel like that..."

"Hey," Mew said, "None of that now. None of them could do what you are doing now, not even one of them could have made it as far as you did. You are amazing Gulf Kanawut, and as soon as they realize that they are going to be sorry they ever looked down on you. You have got a credit card in your name right now that has a spending limit past what they have in their savings account. You have got more talent in your pinky finger than your mom and her other son have in their entire bodies. Combined. Plus, you have got me, remember? So, you've got money, looks, and talent, and they have each other. Isn't that fair?"

"I only have money because of you," Gulf muttered.

"So what? Everything I am belongs to you; don't you know that?" Mew kissed Gulf's lips, slowly and tenderly. "I want to marry you. I want you to belong to me forever. Apparently, I've always wanted that," Mew said with a smile. "Your grandparents didn't even blink an eye when they put us in a bedroom together. Did you notice how many bedrooms were in this hallway alone?"

Gulf laughed a little, holding Mew closer. "Make love to me, Tharn," Gulf said, looking up at Mew. "I want to feel you inside of me."

"Not here," Mew shook his head. "You're worth roses and champagne, my beautiful man. Let me give you romance, please?"

Gulf nodded his head, but he tilted his head back and closed his eyes, expecting a kiss as a compromise. Mew smiled before he leaned down and kissed him. He leaned down only slightly further to grab Gulf around his legs and carry him princess style to the bed, where he laid him down gently, stretching his body across his, surrendering his weight on top of Gulf.

Gulf was already painfully hard, and he undulated his hips against Mew's, who ground back. Mew's fine-boned hand found its way down Gulf's pants, and he wrapped it around Gulf's erection just soft enough to make Gulf whimper. Mew lay on Gulf's side so he could watch his body move as he kissed his lips, watching his face as he ran his hand up and down his length. He smiled at his lover, who was desperate for him right now.

He ignored his own desperate situation long enough to watch Gulf's graceful hips move in perfect counterpart to Mew's hand. It felt too good to watch him bite his lower lip and look up at Mew, his eyes begging for mercy.

Mew smiled, leaning down to kiss Gulf's face. He was startled though when Gulf started returning the favor, and then it became a contest of wills. Who could be the quietest, who could drive the other the most out of his mind with their hand alone, who needed to drown their moans with a kiss more. It was the best game that Mew had ever played, and his eyes almost crossed when Gulf hooked one of his fingers around his balls and stroked it down the middle.

Mew threw his head back against the pillows, his black hair making a dark inkblot against the crisp white linen. Gulf kissed him, stroking him to release quickly at that point. He got off on Mew getting off, and Mew took his shirt off so that he could clean them both up.

They lay in bed and kissed a little bit longer, enjoying their time with each other. "What did you do that got me taken away?" Gulf asked.

"What?" Mew asked Gulf.

"What did you do that got me taken away from this family as a punishment?"

"I don't want to talk about that, baby," Mew said, embarrassed. "I thought you said that it was our past..."

"Mew..." Gulf said. "I think that this is something that we need to talk about."

"I couldn't..." Mew covered his face. "Gulf, I couldn't swallow... it made me throw up, you see, it hit my gag reflex and I couldn't..."

Gulf realized that Mew was talking about going down on someone and that he had been eight years old at the time. He tried not to throw up. "Mew..."

"It was too hot and it tasted bad. I'm sorry, I tried to do it right for you, I really did..."

"How have you been living with that memory?" Gulf asked, completely aghast.

"I had forgotten it until mom said that you had disappeared a year before we left. I told her about it, and she told me that it was a good thing that we left my father or she would have killed him herself..."

"Your dad was the one..."

"He wouldn't let anyone else touch us, would he?" Mew said bitterly.

"Mew, it wasn't your fault. None of this was your fault. What your dad did was wrong and disgusting. You are a better man than he is. You do know that, right?"

Mew took a deep breath.

"Yeah. I know that. In my head I know that, at least. It is why... It's why I want everything to be special for you, between us. I only want everything to be perfect for you, do you understand?"

Gulf smiled at Mew, wanting to be brave for him. "I understand."

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Guys I am just not feeling well, sorry if the update is not up to the point. 

I will make it up for you sure. I promise.

If anyone is a BrightWin ff reader here, sorry guys I just couldn't think much of that since I am typing this always. Anyway I will try to catch up after I feel better. Hope you understand..

Please stay safe people! :)

Sry for the mistakes 🙇‍♀️

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