Chapter 26 : Stopped There

Is it wrong for Type to say that he is afraid now?

He panicked at the moment when he sent the LINE text.

No, he's not afraid of Tharn's reply. He said, "Let's break up. He's not afraid of all the things we've gone through together that end up in darkness."

He was worried about himself because of the dust.

I am a guy who is still hesitant to send a breaking up message.

Although Type has always told himself that the reason why he is with Tharn was because of his work in bed finally, he brought himself to know the new world and let himself know that the ultimate joy in bed is not only for men and women

Between men and men can enjoy different happiness, but it's just like this. One day, even if I have a partner and he finds someone who can relieve his desire, he will have to go his separate ways.

Now that the time has come, and Tharn was in a bad mood recently, he wanted to use it as an excuse to seize the opportunity and put forward a reason to break up, but he didn't think he would be hesitating.

Yes, Ai'Thiwat doesn't really want to break up with Tharn.

He was the first gay he wanted to be close to.

He was the first guy to admit that he was a good guy.

He's the first guy to make him feel that not all gays were crappy.

He is the first and only gay man who is willing to be "honest".

Tharn was the first creator for Type, and the most important thing is that he is the first to let Type feel so good about something that's gay.

Type was willing to be like a conjoined baby with Tharn. When he eat with him, when he walks with him, he will go with him. He is the only who Type is willing to sleep in the same bed.

He had regrets for this relationship.

Type told himself this, but what happened last night made him give up his inner hesitation that he didn't need a man to come and be jealous of him.

Tharn's management is too broad. He doesn't act according to the agreement and treats each other as their property. This is what Ai'Type that can't be reconcile with because all the time he didn't think he was the property that belonged to anyone.

All this drove Type back to his dormitory in the evening to get a definite answer.

Type opened the door and entered the room. He looked into the room, but doesn't see the man. He breathes heavily, neither knowing whether he is relieved or how, it is certain that he seems to be relieved.

"Am I crazy?" Type shook his head.

"Is it, are you crazy? Speaking to the door."

At this time, the guy who thought he wasn't there suddenly said a sentence from behind. Type turned around and Tharn was all over him only wearing a pair of shorts, a bath towel on my upper body, and my hair drips with water. He should have just come back from the bath. Type stared at the man in front of him.

What does he mean?

Type asked himself, because the other person's behavior is making him blind with relaxation. There is no anger or jealousy or other things in the amber eyes that you look at yourself. This pair of eyes showed calmness...

"How long are you going to stand in the door?" When Tharn asked, Type immediately moved and walked away. He looked at the person who first came into the room and hung bath towels. Then they sat in front of the Japanese table piled with many thick books.

Type closed the door and followed in. He looked at each other and said slowly.

"I need an answer."

Tharn looked up at Type, and their eyes meet. Tharn smiles.

"That's my answer." Tharn's hands spread out and he seemed to want to show around the room. Type frowned. Everything in the room is like as two peas as he left it the morning, he could not help asking for it, but his thoughts stopped him.

There is nothing different from the original.

"Do you want that?" In spite of his uncertainty, Type asked directly with his chest in his hands, Tharn shrugged his shoulders, but his eyes only looked at the computer screen, and his other hand stretched out towards the book, looking like he was going to do his homework, at the same time, he said casually as if talking about the weather.

"That's it. You said that yourself. That's exactly what is going to happen." Tharn raised his head again.

"When I want to do it, I will be a sxx friend with you."

Slightly

Type listened and looked stupidly. He looked at the way that he saw going to bed as a way to vent his desire. He thought that there were two ways and the person who he goes to bed doesn't mean anything. At the moment, the other party was returning to him with what he said.

Yes, Type was saying that sxx is just a way to express desire, but it's Tharn's turn to say so, Type on the contrary didn't think that's right.

"We can do it when you want it, it's much easier to get along like this." Tharn said that. And after that, he turned around and continued to do his homework. This told me that the relationship between them is confined to bed

Instead, he was silent, trying to contain the unknown anger that suddenly surged up in his heart.

He was angry with him, but... He didn't know why. Type doesn't know what he wants from Tharn.

Type doesn't know what he is looking forward to. He expects that Tharn will be as angry as yesterday and as angry as yesterday, can he be unreasonable like yesterday? He doesn't know. He knew what happened at this moment he was feeling very sad.

"Well, that's the best way to think about it." However, all Type can say at the moment is this. He laid on the bed and held his hand

LINE, Puifai's message that he haven't seen since last night, swarmed in, asking what happened

Why don't you reply to the information when you are angry? Then you start to act coquettish.

However, the original sweet and ambiguous feeling is not as attractive as before.

"Ai'Type ..."

"..."

"Ai'Type"

"..."

Well!

"Ah, Fai, what did you say?"

Type doesn't know where his heart was at that moment. He only knew that the soft touch on his arm made him shiver and he immediately woke up from the daytrip, and immediately turned to look at the person sitting beside him who was looking at him wholeheartedly while he didn't hear what the girl said.

"What happened to Type?"

"Nothing."

Type immediately said it was OK. Although he was still confused, Type didn't dislike Puifai. He was angry with himself and had a chance to come out to date with such a lovely girl, but he was still thinking about some crazy things.

It's early today. As soon as the bell rang, Type, who was still in the assessment stage, rushed to the girl's school to brush up and make up for the fact that he disappeared all day yesterday. He didn't make a call, return LINE text or answer the phone. He even made an excuse for himself to say that he lost my mobile phone by accident yesterday, but he found it today.

After that, Type began to invite girls to dinner on the grounds of apology to increase the chance of further contact. So then they decided that they would have dinner together in this small shop not far from Puifai dormitory.

Men are born to cheat, born to know sweet words, Type knew that he was the same.

He can be extremely rude to people of the third sxx, but he can also be extremely gentle to a girl.

"Nothing? Then what was I talking about?"

"Er .... Cat behind dormitory?"

"Wrong!"

"The new movie?"

"It's not right either."

"Flickering lights in the alley?"

"Not either."

What are you talking about then?!

Guessing questions and answers made the little girl smile, and then she couldn't help laughing.

"We're talking about coconut desserts."

Ha? How can we talk about this?

Type asked himself, because he remembers clearly that they didn't talk about it, which means that while he was here with Puifai he was distracted before they started talking about dessert. Puifai laughed again at his somewhat humiliating appearance.

"Hey, are you thinking about other girls?" Type frowned, and the memory of his predecessor came up here, the real girl in front of him was smiling sweetly, but what she said shows that she was not satisfied.

"No, why does Puifai think so?"

"Just asking about it."

But she also wanted to know.

Type said to himself, because he thinks girls were lovely creatures, but they are also the most complicated creatures. He didn't know if girls were born to be unable to express their real ideas directly or how they are. Type doesn't know, so he asked casually whether she had to answer or she didn't really want to know.

"It's just, I just miss my dog at home. My mother just called and said that it died yesterday."

Sorry, lychee, I didn't mean to curse you. Type said sorry to his mother's baby dog ​​in his heart, but he was quite sure of the reason because the effect is remarkable, especially for a little girl.

"Is that true! Ah, what a pity. How old is he? Did he die of any disease?"

"I'm sorry, Puifai. I don't want to talk about it anymore. It has been with me since the first day of the new year." Type said

The man sighed, Puifai nodded at once, thinking that Type must be very sad, but in fact it's not like that. He lied so much that he can't remember what he said.

Looking at Type like this, Puifai can't help but reach out his right hand and stroke his arm for a few times to comfort him, but yes...This is undoubtedly a good opportunity for those who are comforted.

"Puifai's hands are slippery." The guy who has some experience in love with men and women immediately grabbed Puifai's hand and held it gently

Puifai didn't struggle anymore. She smiled shyly and lowered her head.

It's not the same as Tharn's big hand like a palm paddle.

At the moment, however, Type was thinking about someone else.

"Well, making fun of me, don't you?"

"No, I want to keep holding it." Puifai smiled and shook her head.

"Where's your hand slipping? I wash clothes and dishes every day, and I will die if I have thick hands."

Tharn's hands were not sandpaper because of that.

Type almost said what he had in mind. He was not dissatisfied with the little girl in front of him. He just thought of his bed companion, that guy's hand is not only big, but also not as slippery and soft as the girl's hand, which made him want to hold on, but when those big hands are put into your clothes, and when they slide on yourself, you will burst.

Slightly

What do I think of Ai'Tharn for?!

Type shook his head. He seemed to compare the girl in front of him with another man.

"Anyway, are you free next week?"

"Next week?" Type looked up at the shy girl who is waiting for her reply.

"It's my birthday next week."

"Really?"

"What are you asking me for? It's really my birthday, my 19th." The girl said with a smile

I think I should buy a birthday present for her, because they have known each other for more than a week, and can't guess her likes? Will she like the gift I will buy for her?

"Where are you going to celebrate your birthday?"

As soon as Type asked, Puifai let out a long breath.

"Well, I don't know where to celebrate. Everyone is not free. I can't go home this week. Neither my parents were free to come to me so I will have a miserable birthday on my own, so if you can come and have a meal with me, it will be alright."

Is this a chance for me?

Knowing that he and Puifai only had two people on his birthday, Type immediately laughed, because of that.

People dream together.

"Oh, it's so pitiful to be abandoned by a friend."

"Cut, so you're not free." Puifai chokes back, and Type looked at her and smiled out

He liked the little girl so much that he said, "I don't have time for Puifai's birthday, do I

Right?"

"That means you will come." The little girl glanced at him, and Type laughed even more.

"Of course."

In order to get the favor of the little girl, Type even didn't think what important day he would be next week.

It has been planned in advance.

Although Tharn has accepted the agreement between them, Type also felt that something has been promised between them and this is one of the things that has changed.

"Ai'Tharn, you bastard, don't go in, I'm in pain!"

At the moment, two boys were huddled naked on a narrow bed. Type was lying below, his legs were separated, Tharn was covering him. His fingers have just been pulled out of the narrow hole of Type. The time of stretching was too little and it was too late to adapt.

It even hurts a lot.

Because there is no foreplay, Type felt the first time that the other person's fingers get in. Fortunately, Tharn will open soon and first grease him, then insert his fingers heavily and pull it out. If it had been before, Type would have roared in pleasure, but it's a fvcking painful today.

So, when the guy on the body pulled out his hand and wanted to insert his big guy, the one who laid under the body yelled out immediately and tried to escape. However, the guy caught him and didn't let go. He looked at Type's handsome face flickered and darkened, and the half face hidden in the dark was full of firmness.

"Don't you want it to be tight, boy?"

At the moment, there's no need to say what Tharn looked like. His big hand held the hot part of Type as Type bit his teeth tightly, because his strong hand was holding him heavily, which hurt a lot, but his body was more difficult to bear and yelling for more.

"Hmm."

Type doesn't know what his face looked like at the moment, but he leans down to the corner of his mouth and he could not help keep smiling, but the other side seemed to know his idea, Tharn immediately grabbed his leg and force it apart, then

Puff

"Ah. - Oh! - -!" Type can't help pulling back. He grabbed the pillow tightly and his eyelashes around the eyes were also opened wide. The hot "light tube" was slowly entering the body, and the hot and hard touch made the throat deep and he couldn't help but make a shameful cry. Type even felt that he couldn't breathe. He opened his mouth wide to take a breath of fresh air.

"Shiaa! Ai'Tharn, you bastard!" All that Type can shout is this. The other hand is grabbing around trying to grab the other man's shoulders.

However, the other side instead seized his hand, and then began a new round of twitching, under the body driving in him Type could hardly keep up with the pace.

"Open your legs a little wider."

"Asshole, I said slow down! Ah, it's too deep. "

That's right. At the moment, Type doesn't know how deep the hot things were. He knew that he can't burn all over, in addition to the insatiable desire was swirling on his abdomen, there is also a more obvious sense of friction than before, because the hot rod that came in and out without any rest.

"Hmm." When the hot tongue of the other party intruded into his mouth, Type almost suffocates, and Tharn's tongue was tightly engaged and Type lips were filled saliva exchange stains and the body under the bed babbling sound in the room one after another. Tharn's pursuit gradually lessened, he pinched the upright nipple of Type, then he got away from the kiss and began to begin his struggle and the results were here.

"Uh, Tharn... Shias Tharn... Harder... Again."

"Well, if you make more noise, the people in the next room will hear you." Said Tharn, leaning low in Type's ear, the guy who was trying to restrain himself from making a noise bit his teeth was pissed off and wanted to give him a good punch, but somehow he was also a little self-conscious, he knew that I don't have the strength to do something like hurt the other man now, so he can only cover his mouth with my hands in silence, gasp heavily and let silent gasps and the warm "lamp tube" dashed across his body.

"You're trying to piss me off!"

"How can I piss you off? You are the one who is squeezing me so tight."

Tharn replied that before Type released his desire, Tharn grabbed Type's leg with both hands, and Type's toes were forced to face the ceiling, Tharn accelerated the speed of body pulling in and out, and he had to release his hands to press Type down. At the same time, his hands move with his body.

Cluck and cluck

"Ah...uh - Again - Hmm."

"Uggh..."

Although their voices were not loud enough for the next door to hear what they were doing, they were both making sounds at the same time and since it was quite loud in the room. It's echoed with the chatter of bed shaking until they released their desires at the same time.

At that moment, however, Tharn pulled out quickly and in time. He gasped heavily, but he didn't lie down to rest immediately, but immediately moved to the edge of the bed, but also a tore off the cover covered with love and put it in the garbage can, and then picked up the paper towel and start to deal with his own hygiene.

After that, he threw the whole roll of paper towel to Type pillow, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, gasping heavily.

"I'll take a bath first." Tharn said as he put on his pants, then took a bath towel and walked out of the room to take a bath. He let it go

A few minutes ago, Type was lying in bed with the man he was hugging. And that's one of the changes that Type saw. After the agreement, they talked as before, but they went out a lot less. The most important thing is it's really just sxx.

The relationship between the two has become, releasing desire, and then it's just like this.

Now, when it's over, Tharn won't wipe him, sleep in the same bed or pour himself some water, now that he's done, he gets up and put on his pants. Then, just like this time, he goes back to his bed.

"Uggh, it's so freaking tiring even getting up!" Thiwat was still breathing heavily. At the same time, he slowly opened his closed eyes and looked at his empty room and after that, he slowly grabbed the tissue beside the bed to clean myself.

It's not bad.

In any case, Type said to himself in his mind, meanwhile,

Sting

Mobile phone information notice sounds, Type was busy looking for mobile phone everywhere, girl was sending message to find him, Type frowned, but after a while he laughed again.

"If Puifai knew that I had just slept with a man, how wonderful would her face be?" Type ironically said to himself, but the action of answering LINE on hand is no different from usual.

Just then, Tharn came back, and he sat directly in his bed.

"You're a good boy." The good Tharn suddenly started talking, and Type turned his attention to the screen of the mobile phone move away and looked at him.

"What's good about me?"

"You just got into bed with me, and you haven't even put on your pants yet. Now, forgetting about me." But before he had finished speaking, Tharn shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking like he had nothing to do with himself, Type, who was busy replying to the message, turned to him and smiled.

"Oh, don't you just want to say that I'm coquettish?"

"..."

Even though Tharn didn't answer, Type went on like a nobody's business.

"I'm not so lewd. You know that I'm chasing Puifai. It's strange to say that. You know everything, Puifai knew nothing about me. "

Yes, the girl who he is chasing after he knew nothing about her, such as her character, hobbies, past, even her own and others

No, He didn't know. Instead, the so-called bed mate, he knew everything about him. Some things that he likes he knows things about him that he didn't bother with his old friends of.

The conversation between the two seems to be coming to an end. If Puifai hadn't been there to remind him of the appointment in the near future, however it made Ai'Type unable to open.

"Ai'Tharn, this Friday's..."

"I will start playing at one in the afternoon." Tharn immediately said that Type couldn't help but be stunned. He silently compared it in his heart as to which is more important, said the voice weakly,

"I can't go."

"..."

Tharn didn't say a word. He turned his head and looked directly at the speaker in front of him. Type shrugged and then continued to look at the mobile phone.

"It happened to be Puifai's birthday."

The girl's name that he often hear recently was said from Type's mouth. Tharn nodded heavily and looked like no one's doing anything wrong and then he smiled.

"If you don't have time, you can't help it. I'll tell Sister Jeed that you have something to do later."

The most normal way to do this is to make Type feel at ease, but instead, Type felt that he has done something wrong and even his heart was feeling more uncomfortable. He doesn't know why his brain is so good that he can only say the following sentence.

"This Friday, I want Puifai to ask her to be my girlfriend."

Tharn's eyes widened for a moment, then he smiled.

"I wish you good luck. Don't forget to tell me the result." Tharn's calmness made Type feel that he was being sentimental, but in a short time he banished the strange feeling in his heart. He also followed it with a smile and pretended to be in a good mood.

"Why do I have to tell you this?" The Type bends slightly.

"So I will be able to know how to act myself in front of you." Tharn replied.

"Don't forget the birthday present anyway. If you forget it, you may not be able to talk."

After that, Tharn stopped talking. He put on his headphones and immersed himself in the music with a special high pitch, and the guy who has a girlfriend just shrugged and tells himself not to care too much, because the relationship between them is just limited to this, with this American time, he might as well use it to think about how to prepare a surprise for Puifai.

If I had a girlfriend in my freshman year, my life would be moist.

This is what Type has been saying to himself in recent days, although in fact, he has no expectation.

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