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He didn’t know why he was telling Tongrak all of this. Maybe he felt some weird obligation to share his own trauma after Tongrak had shared his. Maybe it just felt nice to be able to speak the words out loud.
“So, I ran away from home and never returned.” Mahasamut finished blithely. Maybe he was a stubborn kid, maybe he had been pushed out by his father’s indifference. In either case, he wasn’t sure what the story could’ve invoked to have that strange expression crossing Tongrak’s face.
Mahasamut studied the tight press of the other man’s lips as if he were weighing options in his head only he could hear. Mahasamut kept his arms crossed tightly over his chest as if he could hold in the weight of those memories. He couldn’t help the reflexive tightening in his muscles as Tongrak rose to his feet and began to cross the room towards him.
When he felt the other man’s warm palms settling over his biceps, he allowed him to relax just a fraction.
“Are you going to comfort me?” Mahasamut asked. He was only partly joking.
Instead of responding, however, Tongrak leaned in and kissed him.
“Can I?” Tongrak asked. As if he needed Mahasamut’s permission. As if Mahasamut wasn’t always willing to be at the beck and call of his “owner.”
Mahasamut smiled, eyebrows arching as he teasingly replied. “I must’ve earned a lot of brownie points today.”
Tongrak met his hooded expression, his eyes sparking with the same playful energy of this little game they were playing. “And you’ll earn even more.”
This time, Mahasamut wasn’t sure which of them leaned in first. For once, they were in a strange kind of synchronicity as they kissed, opened-mouthed and hungry. Tongrak had to stretch slightly up on his toes, fingers digging into Mahasamut’s tanned skin as he licked into his mouth.
Mahasamut let him take his fill and then felt a shiver arc down his spine when Tongrak broke away, to breathe his next words into Mahasamut’s ear. “Fuck me.”
Mahasamut inhaled sharply, whatever restraint he’d had previously evaporating in an instant. He uncurled his arms, bringing one large palm to cradle the back of Tongrak’s head, holding him in place as he fucked his tongue into his mouth. He swallowed the small sound Tongrak made at the action, spinning the other man around until he was pressed into the stack of boxes.
He allowed himself a brief moment to admire the curve of Tongrak’s spine and the swell of his ass, but he desperately needed to see what those clothes kept covered. He wanted to take Tongrak apart, wrinkle the fabric of his neatly pressed pants and shirt. He wanted to make a mess out of him.
Mahasamut tugged at Tongrak’s shirt, yanking it out of his shorts. He pressed needy kisses to Tongrak’s neck as he pushed the soft fabric up, fingers searching out pale skin now slightly tanned from Tongrak’s time on the island.
As Tongrak felt the pads of those fingers sweep across his body, teasing at his chest, he let out a breathless moan. He glanced back at Mahasamut. “Go ahead. Do it.”
“The walls are paper thin,” Mahasamut warned him.
Tongrak’s smile was full of teeth, Mahasamut’s warning completely disregarded. “Let them hear it all.”
That was the only warning he was going to get. Mahasamut couldn’t control himself anymore. The need to touch and taste Tongrak’s body was too much. Clumsily, he undid the last buttons of his shirt, pulling it down his arms to bare his shoulders. Tongrak’s moans came unbidden as Mahasamut sucked bruises into the newly revealed skin. He hoped they would darken to match the ones he’d already left scattered across Tongrak’s neck and chest from the night before.
Spinning Tongrak around again, he let the other man press desperate kisses to his lips, before shoving Mahasamut into the bed.
Tongrak lowered himself onto Mahasamut’s lap, grinding his ass over the other man’s rigid erection. Mahasamut found himself groaning into Tongrak’s open mouth, their tongues tangling as his hands drifted lower, settling onto Tongrak’s ass.
Squeezing harshly, Mahasamut broke away, panting. “Can I take these off?”
“Shut up and do it,” Tongrak growled back, separating from him as he stood to shove off his shorts and underwear, leaving him in just the button-up, still hanging open and revealing miles of pale skin. Mahasamut wasn’t given enough time (in his opinion) to appreciate the incredible view of Tongrak’s lithe figure as Tongrak pulled Mahasamut’s pants and underwear off.
Climbing back into his lap, he arched his neck as Mahasamut took advantage of their position to seal his mouth over Tongrak’s right nipple. He laved at the tight pink bud until it hardened under the eager stroking of his tongue.
Tongrak allowed it for a moment and then he was pushing Mahasamut down into the mattress once more, stripping the white tank top from his body. Leaning back, he smirked down at him as he ran his hands over Mahasamut’s chest, toned from all his time working on the fishing boat and dives. Tongrak licked his lips, watching as Mahasamut’s eyes, darkened with sex and need, fixated on the movement. Reaching behind himself, he wrapped a hand around Mahasamut’s erection, fitting it to his hole.
He ground down, letting the tip press against where he was aching to be filled and reveling in the hoarse groan he got from the other man in response.
“Tease,” Mahasamut accused, voice gone rough in a way Tongrak was quickly becoming familiar with. That tone was like an aphrodisiac, making his hole spasm as his body remembered the way that voice would growl obscenities into his ear while Mahasamut fucked him.
Tongrak bared his teeth and chose to ignore the comment. “Condom.”
Mahasamut scrambled at the bedside table, knocking something over in his haste as he produced the foil packet. Tongrak took it from him, ripping the package open with his teeth as he reached behind himself, rolling the condom onto Mahasamut’s straining erection with practiced ease.
Mahasamut hissed, biting into his bottom lip.
Tongrak smirked and used the remaining lube from the packet to push two fingers into himself. Mahasamut watched the motion of his wrist, transfixed, as Tongrak impatiently stretched himself before reaching for Mahasamut’s erection to fit it to his hole again. But he didn’t bear down, simply letting Mahasamut feel where he was open and ready. Instead, he bent to press teasing kisses to Mahasamut’s skin and then came up to lick into the other man’s mouth.
Pulling away, he stared into Mahasamut’s eyes as he said. “Fuck me.”
Growling, Mahasamut grabbed his hips and, with one brutal motion, pushed the entirety of his cock into Tongrak. Tongrak let out a lewd moan, hands falling flat to the mattress on either side of Mahasamut’s head as the sensation of being filled so suddenly robbed him of any ability to think about anything other than how good it felt.
He let his head hang for a moment, feeling the way his body clenched tightly around the thick shaft buried inside of it. Then, pushing up, he began to roll his hips. Not lifting off all the way, just letting his body grind into Mahasamut’s.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Mahasamut breathed.
Tongrak smirked. “I’m not even really fucking you yet.”
“Mm, what are you waiting for then?” Mahasamut asked, planting his feet and rolling his hips up at the same time that Tongrak pushed down. It made the head of his cock rub against his walls, stimulating him and making his own erection throb, a drop of precome beading at the tip.
In response to Mahasamut’s goading, Tongrak planted a hand in the center of his chest and rose up off his cock until just the tip was inside, spreading him wide. He dropped down, not sure which of them was louder as they both cried out at the motion. Then, Tongrak really began to ride him, fucking up and down on his cock as he let out high-pitched breathless moans. He was so hard, and it felt so good. Mahasamut’s hands on his body, running over his back, squeezing his ass and teasing at where his hole was stretched open and full of his dick. Mahasamut’s teeth, biting and sucking at his nipples.
Fuck, he wasn’t going to last like this, but, somehow, it wasn’t enough either. He needed –
“More!” He choked out.
“You want more?” Mahasamut asked, tone thick and cloying. “Seeing how you’re squeezing me so tight, I thought I was fucking you good. Why don’t you tell me – “
He reached a hand up, cupping Tongrak’s face, and pushing his thumb into his mouth. Pinching Tongrak’s chin, he used the leverage he had to keep his mouth open. Spit dribbled down the side of Tongrak’s mouth as he clumsily sucked at the appendage, another moan working its way out as Mahasamut drove his dick into his prostate.
“Tell me how I can be a good boy? How can I please my owner?”
“’mut!” Tongrak cried out, equal parts turned on and annoyed. He tried to clear his head, think past the fog of sex to articulate what he needed.
“Do you need more here?” With his other hand, Mahasamut rubbed a finger over his hole. “Or maybe you need me to bend you over?”
Mahasamut rubbed his thumb over Tongrak’s tongue. “Need it so deep you can feel it here, huh?”
Tongrak cried out at the image the words implied. Panting, he forced his eyes open and met Mahasamut’s gaze. “Want you to bend me over. Can you – nnh – be a good boy and do that?”
He punctuated the words with a particularly sharp thrust of his hips, taking Mahasamut to the hilt and squeezing tight around his cock.
Cursing, Mahasamut pulled out and Tongrak’s vision spun for a second as he was roughly pushed onto all fours. Broad hands, roughened with calluses, wrapped around his hips, raising his ass into the air.
Tongrak peered at Mahasmut over his shoulder. “Do it.”
Mahasmaut didn’t need to be told twice, as he shuffled forward sliding his knees between Tongrak’s forcing his legs to spread wider and then he was pushing inside in one long slide. He didn’t give Tongrak any time to adjust, immediately working up to a fast, punishing pace that did make it feel like Tongrak could feel his dick in his throat.
Like this, Mahasamut was so deep, and it hurt but, mostly, it felt good. The thick, hard shaft rubbing his walls and nailing his prostate with each punishing thrust. Tongrak clawed at the bed, pushing back into Mahasamut and crying out loud enough that he was sure even if the walls weren’t paper thin, the other man’s neighbors would know exactly what they were doing.
Distantly, he could hear himself. He didn’t like to beg but the things that Mahasamut was doing with his dick would make anyone lose their sanity. “More – ‘mut! – I can’t – “
“Yeah, that’s it. I know you can be louder.” Mahasamut licked at the shell of his ear, plastering his chest to Tongrak’s back. He didn’t have as much leverage in this position but he more than made up for it with his aim.
“’mut!” Tongrak really wasn’t going to last. He was so hard, his cock dripping and making a mess of the sheets below. Tears of pleasure dripped down his cheeks, dampening the pillow his face was pressed into.
“That’s it,” Mahasamut crooned, “Why don’t you let the neighbors know how good I am at fucking my owner. Let them hear it.”
It was a call back to Tongrak’s earlier words but right now, he couldn’t be bothered to reprimand Mahasamut, too driven by the desperate need to come. Another loud noise ripped its way out of his throat when he felt a large palm wrapping around his shaft. It wasn’t going to be long now.
“Tell me how good I am. Am I being a good boy for you, ‘rak?”
“Yes – nnh! – ‘mut!” Tongrak gasped, voice hitching as his hole pulsed around Mahasamut’s cock, as if his body was trying to draw it deeper, fuck him exactly where he needed. “So good – hah – for me ‘mut!”
He could practically taste the other man’s grin as he pressed his teeth into his shoulder blade, sucking another dark mark there.
“Make me come!” Tongrak commanded, no longer caring how he sounded. He was so hard it hurt and Mahasamut’s grip on his cock wasn’t nearly tight enough. In response, he felt the other man’s hand tighten around his shaft. He was sure Mahasamut must’ve said something in answer to his demanding words but the sounds were drowned out as Tongrak felt the coil of arousal in his gut implode.
His dick jerked; splattering come all over Mahasamut’s sheets. He was screaming, maybe. Or maybe the loud noise was all in his head as his vision went dark and then white. Distantly, he was aware of Mahasmut groaning something that was an approximation of his name as he drove himself deep into Tongrak’s body, emptying into the condom.
Awareness came back to him slowly. He blinked his eyes open, inhaling the scent of Mahasamut’s sheets and the smell of their sex. Panting, he licked dry lips, choking down the sound that wanted to crawl its way out of him when Mahasamut pulled out.
Warm hands grasped at his shoulders, gently flipping him over in contrast to their rough fucking just a few minutes before. Tongrak reached up a hand to bury it in the thick hair at the base of Mahasamut’s skull, bringing him down to kiss him, tongues tangling, as they both came down from their combined high.
Mahasamut traced a hand along the back of Tongrak’s thigh, hitching his leg over his hip. He slid his hand up higher, probing at where Tongrak was wet and open.
Tongrak broke away, glaring at him, as he felt him slide two fingers inside. “Ay, ‘mut!”
Mahasamut’s answering grin was wicked. “I don’t think you were loud enough the first time. How about we try again?”
This man was insatiable, a beast. Tongrak wished he could say he hated it, but he’d be lying. His spent dick twitched, arousal already pulsing in his blood. “I think that means you have to try harder this time. Be a good boy and see if you can make me scream louder.”
FIN.