HEMP ROPE

Untold story.

 

When they first agreed on a tutor fee, it was a kiss on the forehead. Win felt awkward the first time, but lately, he was getting used to it. At times, he'd make the first move himself, from forehead to temple, to cheeks and sometimes to lips. Now that they were together, the tutor fee became their private terminology. It was a plea for sexual activity without people around them knowing. Like when Team's English score was so good, Win grinned from ear to ear.

 

"What about the tutor fee?"

 

Team glanced at the other's eyes; the desire in Win's eyes was so obvious that Team wanted to lock Win out of his room. But what sort of man would he be if he went back on his word? He wouldn't get a good score without Win's help; his senior must be rewarded.

 

Man.

Alright...I'll give you that.

 

With that, he pushed the tall figure down onto the bed and climbed onto Win's lap. He waggled his eyebrow at Win's bewildered face and slowly slid his tie off.

 

"You."

 

"Shh," Team shoved Win's chest when he attempted to push himself up against the headboard.

 

"Hia, stay still." Team held his tie in front of Win's face, smiling softly.

 

"I'll handle it myself."

 

"Geez"

 

The blond hair scattered around Win's face as he clenched his teeth, and he felt a tingle all over his body. He was breathing heavily, with sharp teeth trailing along his skin. Phawin moved his hand in frustration as he couldn't touch Team however he wanted to. The black tie he'd tied for the rascal every morning was now meant to confine him. I hope this isn't a fast knot.

 

"Um...Team."

 

A warm, moist tongue caressed Win's firm chest, biting brown tits hardening against Team's hands. Once Team was satisfied teasing, he moved down towards Win's abdomen, sucking on it, forming faint bruises.

 

"Are you okay, Hia?" The rascal, now wearing only a shirt, teased as he saw Win's pants visibly bulge.

 

"Cut to the chase, will you?" Phawin suppressed his emotions in a raspy voice. He deliberately moved his hips against Win's hands, urging him to release him from this torment. Team chuckled. He bent down to unzip Win's pants with his mouth, then kissed Win's core through the black, moist underpants. As soon as the underwear was pulled down, the heat surged out directly into the waiting mouth.

 

"Ugh."

 

The young man took the moist core in his mouth, his hands tracing down the flame tattoo before dragging them down to tease the lower two balls. The more Team heard the low, restrained moans, the faster his tongue and lips moved. Team frowned, the unique smell and taste arousing him so that his down there started to hurt.

 

"Not too deep, I don't want to finish yet." Win nudged Team's shoulder with his tied hands. 

 

"Team... wait, gee." His hips and legs trembled. But the more he spoke, the more his body seemed to melt and disappear in Team's hot mouth. Phawin could barely hold back when Team focused on the tip. With all his might, he pushed the rascal away. A wet sound was audible when he slipped out of Team's mouth.

 

"You can let it out" 

 

Team wiped his lips with the back of his hand, a little disappointed that he couldn't finish Win yet. Phawin glared at him, breathing heavily. This damn brat was having his way. Had they kept that up, he'd have died on the spot.

 

"I want to release in you."

 

"Safe sex, sir."

 

Reaching out, he picked up the condom that was placed next to the bed and put it on Win's hardened core. Then he leaned up a bit to unbutton his shirt. A tan chest and a wavy, striking abdomen enticed Phawin; he had to lick his lips. Team leaned down, preparing to bite the dark-coloured tits, but he met empty air. Team waggled his brows, moving away subtly. "I told you to stay still."

 

The young man clicked his tongue. He leaned back against the bed headboard, watching the rascal use lubricating gel to get ready.

 

"You're getting the hang of it now." Team had prepared in a bathroom without needing his help. Team shrugged, tossing the gel bottle aside. 

 

When he was ready, he straddled the other's lap and rubbed his hips against Win's wet shaft. He listened to the grunts and hums in his throat until he was satisfied, then lowered his body and swallowed the blazing flames. Hot, tight, and uncomfortable. No matter how many times it happened, it always started with discomfort.

 

"Ahhh..."

 

The young man gasped for breath, hands wrapping around broad shoulders, digging his nails into the skin.

 

"Oh my gosh, you should have released some before, so it'd be a bit smaller."

 

Phawin chuckled as he started moving his hips in a gentle rhythm as a warm-up. Every time, Team needed an adjustment with the penetration. But when the engine started, the rascal's waist was really something; Phawin bet it was on the vice president's position. It was so sick he almost begged for his life. The juicy sound of lubricating gel mixing with body fluids was both embarrassing and exciting. Team closed his eyes and arched his body slightly, allowing Win a full view of his chest.

 

"Don't leave any marks," he warned as he felt Win's lips sucking harder.

 

"Why not?" Win kissed the chest at Team's heart. A faint red mark started to appear, yet he cried out when his core was squeezed to the point where he could hardly move, "Ugh! You little-!"

 

"Marks take a long time to fade." He bent down and bit down hard on Win's lips. 

 

"Just stay still" 

 

His hips picked up the pace. The crashing sound of flesh and wetness echoed in the room, mixed with their gasps and moans. Deeply penetrated, swirling, he almost suffocated.

 

"Hands...urg. Team, untie me."

 

"No." Team laughed. This time, he wouldn't cave.

 

Strings of rude swearing from the big guy's mouth only urged the lead to tease him even more. Team deliberately alternated between moving slowly and quickly. Win's arms ran across him. Since his wrists were tied, Phawin would use it to his advantage, locking the bastard in his arms.

 

"Then, don't untie me."

 

"Fuck!!" Win's arms slid down below Team's hips, easily lifting him up.

 

"Hia, I'd fall!" Team cried, wrapping his legs around Win's waist and holding Win's shoulders by instinct

 

"Don't wiggle."

 

Phawin found his footing on the bed headboard and pressed his lover against the wall of their room. Team wasn't small; he needed the support.

 

"What are you doing, ah!"

 

The sudden thrust was so deep that Team cried out. He quickly covered his mouth, stifling his cries. It's too loud, and their neighbours might hear. Damn it, I never thought that in this life I'd end up in an upstanding citizen pose.

 

The penetration was rapid, with fluids dripping onto the bed surface. Team moaned and sobbed, wanting to retreat, but he couldn't. He was completely trapped. Thrilling. Arousing. Deep. The young man gasped, his body tense, "... I can't take it"

 

Fuck, I'm about to die. The tightness indicated that Win was about to get close to heaven. "Hia! Ah, ah!"

 

The tall figure thrusted Team's sweet spot repeatedly until Team twitched, releasing a mess all over their abdomens.

 

Chu

Phawin kissed the red lips softly, then slowly brought both of them to sit on the bed.

 

"How was it? Thrilling enough for you?" His voice was low, hoarse, and filled with excitement. His core was still stiff since it hadn't been released yet. "Continue?"

 

Team tried to adjust his rapid breathing, glaring at the blond face. Team would like to smack him to death once or twice.

 

Ok, Hia, ok...

Thump

 

"Huh?"

 

Suddenly, the world turned upside down. Win's body was pressed down on the bed, his hands pressed above his head.

 

"Wait," Phawin tried to jerk his arm, but couldn't fight the kid's strength. His eyes widened when Team moved his hips.

 

"Fuck, wait!"

 

He just mentioned this little brat's waist was really something. Now the kid was proving his point.

 

"Er, Team, wait a minute. Ah."

 

That hole squeezed and sucked and pulled, as if to squeeze out every drop. Phawin's eyes blurred with pleasure. Hands tensed, his veins became visible, and he moved his hips against the warm shaft over and over again. They were unable to tell whose moan it was before everything exploded.

 

"Ugh...geez."

 

His hot core twitched and released into the protective tool among the tight but soft spot. Things calmed down when Team lay on top of Win after exerting himself.

 

"How was it?" A whisper in his ear mixed with a soft laugh. A smooth tongue licked his pierced ear in mischief.

 

"Was it thrilling to you, Khun Phawin?"

 

Like the flame was ignited again, the vice president of the swimming club smiled, then took his turn to straddle the other. His eyes sparkled. As it seemed, the moans and fiery movements were likely to burn the whole night.