HEMP ROPE

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The swimming pool at the top of the condo in the city centre was quiet at night, except for the faint sound of water splashing as a swimmer submerged and emerged. Above was a dark sky, and around were lights from the city of Bangkok.

 

The pool he was in was lit with dim lights. Most residents were somewhere else during the New Year. Win, whose family business was in resorts, avoided visiting his family during festivities since it was their busiest time. He'd save visiting for later.

 

He had just finished his master's degree in England, and his family gave him a three-month break before starting his full-time job at the family resort. He negotiated to work at the Bangkok branch, claiming he'd already bought a condo. Yet his family knew he'd digressed. Win's reason to stay in Bangkok couldn't be any more obvious.

 

"Whoa, the entire pool to ourselves." A jubilant voice floated over against the cold wind. A tall figure warmed up his body, his stomach, muscles and all. Then a loud splash of water broke the romantic atmosphere. The brat could dive so long, swimming the long breaststroke to the other end of the pool, then he emerged to Win, who was rolling his eyes.

 

"Let's race?" Team waggled his eyebrows. "You haven't raced for so long. I bet you're rusty."

 

Team was now a national athlete, always training hard. Win was no longer confident racing against him, but he accepted the challenge with a tsk.

 

Proportionate muscles fit with tattoos from Win's chest to his upper arms. The eagle's wings tattoo on his back moved as Win stretched to warm up. His samurai bun was a bit messy, but still eye candy. Team liked the tattoo on that body as much as he enjoyed the hair. He liked touching the samurai bun and the undercut on Win's head.

 

"Two rounds of back and forth for a win. So what does the winner get?" Team flashed a mischievous smile as he stretched. Both of them got ready from the edge of the pool.

 

The condo pool was compact. Athletes like them would already be halfway across the pool, just kicking off, and a few more strokes to reach the edge. Two rounds of it would do. "We'll think of that later. Three, two, one, go!"

 

The two swimmers instinctively kicked themselves with speed; no one compromised. In the midst of the silent, inky sky, the sound of water under the pool was clear. Team was ahead of him in the first round. Then came the second loop before the final turn.

 

Tmp!!!

A sound rang out, and the lights suddenly went out! Team went still and emerged to look around. The lights around the pool and in the pool were out. The only source of light now was a faint glow from the city's buildings.

 

"I win!!" While he was caught off guard, Win sped to the finishing line.

 

"Oi, how come, Hia." Team objected.

 

"Who told you to stop?" Win waggled his brows. 

 

"You still lost."

 

"Man," Team groused. He swam to the edge and got up to grab his towel. "What'd we do, the light is out."

 

"It'll come back." Win beckoned his junior back to the pool coping. Team patiently sat at the edge of the pool, his legs in the water.

 

"It's so quiet when it's dark." Team leaned back on his arms, looking up at the night sky. "No stars."

 

"City lights block them. Come to my resort if you wanna see them. The sky's full of stars at night." Team nodded. He had been to Win's seaside resort. The night was beautiful, quiet, with nice weather.

 

"Say, this is nice." He swayed his foot in the water. Win gave no response as he looked up at the night sky. Then his gaze shifted to the body in front of him. His warm hand found Team's ankle.

 

"!!" Team jumped, eyeing Win. Look, it wasn't every day his face turned red.

Thanks for the power outage!!

 

Hot lips trailed kisses along his ankles, leaving light bite marks behind. Win's gaze met Team's. He waggled his eyebrows to tease Team down there. 'Down there' means the feet. Get your mind out of the gutter.’

 

"Hia, you." Team bit his lips and cursed. The lips in question are moving upwards, past his shins and into his inner thighs. His legs weren't white and soft, but rather tan, with tight muscles like an athlete's.

 

Chomp!

"Ngh."

 

And the pervy senior loved it quite a lot. "How am I supposed to wear a swimsuit with this mark?" It drove Team crazy. The bite mark was so clear that it could be seen if he wore swimming briefs. He'd be teased to death.

 

"Then wear a knee-length one." Win didn't care. He placed himself between his legs, hands running along his muscles to Team's waistband. He inserted the tips of his fingers in a very dangerous spot. Team smacked his hands and made a vicious face.

 

"Lights could be back on any minute."

 

"At least half an hour, there's plenty of time." Win inserted his fingers and hooked the waistband aside.

 

"Fuck, Hia. Damn." Team wanted to push away this horny senior. But once the thing started, it wasn't easy to shut it down. "Let me have my reward." Win lowered his face, smiling wickedly.

 

Team spewed some more curses before leaning back, one arm against the floor and the other crumpling the samurai bun tight. He looked up at the sky again, biting his lips to hold back his voice. And he kept praying that the pool's surveillance cameras had no backup power!!!