Peach Lover

The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows.

 

I wasn't allowed to stay. Peach Lover didn't give me a chance to ask questions and did not explain. He simply ordered me to be sent home immediately after I learned his true identity. 

 

"Sasom?!" 

 

His name is etched on my lips. He only spoke to me once, and his men dragged me out. 

 

"Which house, Mr Po?" 

 

“…”

 

“Mr Po.” 

 

“…”

 

"Mr Po!" 

 

"Yes...Yes?!" 

 

I, sitting in the back seat behind the driver, was jolted out of my daydream by the voice of the same man in a suit who had taken me up to the 13th-floor room. 

 

"Which house is Mr Po's?" 

 

"Uh... over there." 

 

Perhaps lost in thought about Peach Lover, he didn't hear the initial question. Regaining his composure, he quickly pointed to the house two houses away, the very last house on the first street of the village, a street where none of the houses faced anyone else. 

 

“Thank you.” 

 

After showing the driver where to make a U-turn out of the alley, I immediately jumped out of the car. I wanted to get home, take off my clothes, and soak in the bathtub, hoping it would help calm my racing emotions. 

 

"Wait a minute, Mr Po."

 

"Yes?" 

 

But before I could find my house keys in my backpack, the driver got out and stopped me before starting to say something in a calm, serious tone. 

 

"My boss is a pitiful person." 

 

"What...what?" 

 

"Regarding your question about whether my boss is kind, my answer is... he's a very pitiful person. Therefore... Please keep his secret a secret." 

 

Without further ado, the man in the suit bowed his head slightly, as if silently pleading with me to promise to do as he pleased. 

 

"I...I won't tell anyone." 

 

My response remained hesitant, partly because I never expected the person in front of me to go to such lengths. And partly... It was his mention of my boss's name that only reinforced the fact that I hadn't misunderstood or imagined things. 

 

"That's good. I hope you, Po, will keep your word, because we will continue to monitor you until we are sure." 

 

Of course, this isn't just an ordinary threat that will come and go. But no matter how serious they are about this, I'm not scared at all. I have no intention of revealing Peach Lover's secrets anyway, so there's nothing to be afraid of. 

 

I felt impolite for not waiting to see them off until the car was out of sight, but what could I do? I was completely exhausted from everything I had just been through. As soon as I pulled all the blackout curtains shut, I started undressing haphazardly before dropping myself into the bathtub without waiting for it to fill up. 

 

It was time to relax. I closed my eyes to the sound of the warm water still flowing continuously until I heard the water overflow onto the floor. Then I lifted my foot to turn it off and picked up my phone to search for what I needed. 

 

‘Sasom Woraphatchalakorn’

 

Just typing ‘Sasom’ into Google automatically brings up his last name. Of course, he's no ordinary person. Both his first and last names are well-known. 

 

‘Woraphat’ is the name of one of the country's top banks, while ‘Chalakorn’ is a famous jewellery brand popular among high society and celebrities. Just those two alone are more than enough to store all his money. His family also owns numerous businesses using his last name without splitting it in half. How could I not be surprised to learn that he and Peach Lover are the same person? 

 

I clicked agree to search using his first and last name, and the first thing that appeared on the screen was a list of photographs in various poses.  Handsome! 

 

There are no other words to describe it. How many men in this country possess both innocence and power in a single individual? One picture shows a clean-cut, casually dressed man, unadorned and approachable. Next to him, however, is a confident man in a sophisticated suit, appearing too arrogant to submit to anyone's authority. 

 

The only difference is whether or not he's smiling.  It's probably because of his eyes. His eyes were naturally fierce and menacing. Terrifying yet tempting. 

 

I involuntarily swallowed hard again, realising that this man was the same one who had used his hot tongue on me below my genitals. I had to quickly scroll away from his picture the moment my lust started to run wild. Not yet, not now. Let me read some news about him first, then we'll see. 

 

"Sosaom is thrilled; the new drama helps boost the channel's ratings, fans flock to praise it, living up to his nickname 'The Golden Rating-Slaying Expert' of all time." 

 

"It's tough navigating the market! People get so immersed in playing the villain that they earn sympathy and end up playing both the hero and the villain. It's exhausting!" 

 

"This new film is the sixth to surpass 100 million baht in box office revenue, but I still hope it will continue to do so, and I would like to thank the fans for their continued support."

 

"Saving up without worrying about his older brother surpassing him, ready to marry an older actor, but preferring to remain single until death. He's comfortable living like this." 

 

Okay, from what I've read, aside from the recent news of his older brother's engagement to the high-society actress Pin, most of the news about him focuses on his success in the entertainment industry. He's been famous since he was a teenage actor, and now he's a major national star. His popularity, stemming from his exceptional acting skills in both good and bad roles, remains consistently high. 

 

Even I, who haven't turned on the TV in ages, still see his face all the time. For example, when authors commission someone to illustrate a novel cover, that person's image is often among the top choices for the male lead in many stories. And even the convenience store I went to yesterday has him as a spokesperson. He's in every advertisement imaginable, from small deals to big international campaigns. 

That only fueled my curiosity further. Why did he become Peach Lover? Even though his life was so high, as if he had wings to fly.

 

I scrolled back up to the picture of Sasom, my mind filled with a multitude of conflicting thoughts. I stared at the handsome face in front of me for a long time before finally concluding to myself... never mind. There's no need for me to know the truth about this anymore, since it's all over... over with the fact that I didn't become his new crop like he wanted. 

 

Oh no! I shouldn't have messed up and ripped his mask off. Right now, the only thing I can do is try to get rid of the lingering emotions within myself. It's better than I ever even knew. 

"Take it off." He ordered me. The order was given in a tone that was both authoritarian and sweet. 

 

Sasom said it was necessary to be "a little assertive" because it was part of building courage. He told me that the first time would require more courage than I thought, and that keeping me from pestering him was so that he wouldn't change his mind halfway through. 

 

I proved to the other party that I was never afraid. The moment he gave the order, I began to act without hesitation, leaving nothing behind, not even thinking of covering anything up with my hands. Once I've decided to do something, I'll never change my mind. 

 

A look of obvious satisfaction appeared on Sasom's handsome face. He surveyed my body from head to toe with sparkling eyes, which, of course, made me feel just as satisfied. 

 

"Take it off for me." 

 

He must have been referring to his clothes, so I moved my naked body closer to him, slowly lifting his shirt up his strong stomach. Only then did I see the waistband of his designer underwear peeking out from his jeans. I swear I had to exercise a great deal of self-control to keep myself from impulsively reaching my hand into what I desired. 

 

I hurriedly took off my shirt to give him a chance to deal with the famous actor's lower body, but I was wrong! The moment the black shirt was carelessly tossed aside, he grabbed me, flipped me around, and pressed my face against his back until our bodies were pressed together, leaving no shadow on the floor for me to cast. 

 

"I'll help you feel better." 

 

I didn't know what he was going to do, but just the warm breath and whispered words behind my ear made me feel like I was going to go crazy at any moment! 

 

One hand traced upwards from my stomach before moving to firmly grasp my chin, while the other hand moved to the lower end to cup my genitals. I instinctively arched my back, unable to control myself. The first touch was a sharp chill, a stark contrast to the heat I was feeling, but it didn't last long. Not long at all before he began to playfully tease me. The previously contrasting temperatures gradually blended together harmoniously. 

 

"Uh...sir...it's close...it's almost there..." 

 

My heart wanted to warn him of what was coming, but the person moving his hand in a continuous rhythm seemed not to care at all. He gradually caressed and licked the nape of my neck before sliding the fingers that had been holding my chin into my mouth, almost making me lose my mind. 

 

I sucked on his finger, as someone would do with an ice cream cone. The faster he played with my lower body, the harder I licked and sucked his finger. And if my mouth was free enough, I'd tell him to go deeper, to make the whole finger disappear inside. 

 

"Uncle!" 

 

No, I can't take it anymore. No man can withstand that tingling sensation shooting up in his lower abdomen! In just a split second, the emotions inside me were unleashed, spreading across the bathroom floor. It's never happened before...It must be because of him, because of him, that everything is better than ever... 

 

My body fell in a heap at the feet of Sasom. I overheard his laughter, a "Heh heh" sound coming from his throat, probably because he was pleased, as usual. Then he slowly knelt down beside me. 

 

"Are you okay, Po?" 

 

“…” 

 

"Wha...it's okay." 

 

Just breathing heavily isn't fatal. 

 

“…” 

 

"Then I'll continue." 

 

He helped me to the bathtub, skillfully positioning me until I was now kneeling, gripping the edge of the tub firmly, like someone preparing for an upcoming battle.

 

“Move” 

 

Before I could even catch my breath, a new order from Sasom arrived. I slowly spread my legs wider, but it seemed like it still wasn't enough. 

 

"Spread your legs wider, arch your back. I want to see your 'shape' clearly."

 

 "Is this...is it enough?" 

 

"Just a little more, please. Yes...like that." 

 

"You look incredibly handsome, sir." 

 

“Ah!” 

 

I was startled once again when the person who had just been complimenting my shape suddenly lunged forward and began aggressively licking me from my buttocks all the way up to my neck! 

 

He started, straddling me before using his fingers to pave the way, just like when we first met, while I began to struggle. Normally, I'm already quite sensitive, but being helped to climax just intensified the arousal throughout my entire body! 

 

"Um...could...you...come in...please...?" 

 

I couldn't take it anymore. I felt like I needed more, but he continued using his fingers, only increasing the number until finally three fingers from his hand slowly intertwined inside my anal passage! My lips were pressed tightly together, my hands gripping the edge of the bathtub, but no matter how much force I exerted, I couldn't lessen the pain caused by his actions. Was he torturing me? Was he trying to suffocate me to death?! 

 

"Uncle..." 

 

I groaned the moment he finally let me go. He withdrew all his fingers, and the click of a belt from behind told me what was coming. 

 

“Yes...you!”

 

Unbelievable... I shouldn't have turned around to look at what ‘it’ looked like. Now I understand why people need courage for their first time having sex—because they might not be prepared for something so big! I could only utter one word when I saw it: "You!" 

 

The strong, muscular body, protected by professional-grade equipment, thrusts inside me with incredible speed. I was left speechless... no sound was loud enough to describe the feeling. My mind went completely blank; even Sasom had to ask for confirmation. 

 

“Are you okay?” 

 

“…” 

 

There was no answer from my mouth. The only thing he would gain was for me to "arch my back" and let the rest sink in. He chuckled again, seemingly pleased with what I had just done. And perhaps because he was pleased, he lifted me up before pressing his lips against mine. 

 

I could feel my own intense desire for him in this kiss. Even my fingers, which I'd sucked until they were dripping wet, couldn't match the forceful sucking of his tongue. Luckily, I responded with almost equal intensity; otherwise, I would have looked crazy and been utterly embarrassed when this was over. 

 

“Ah...” 

 

Sasom began moving his lower body forcefully. I let go and slumped back down onto the edge of the tub. Sasom grabbed my waist with his hands, controlling the rhythm to keep it continuous before getting faster... faster... until I was almost sliding down into the tub. 

 

"W-what are you going to do?!" 

 

It seemed like he was going to surprise me again. He used his strong arms to lift me up once more before... standing up! He embraced me in that position and carried me out of the bathroom to the bed. He half-threw, half-placed me on the bed, causing us to separate at first. But just as I arched my back to prepare for his return, the famous actor flipped me onto my back before slowly inserting his penis. And this time... I saw his face.

The man I saw in the Netflix series is gone. Now all that's left is a handsome man with a flushed face, his gaze fixed on mine, making me almost forget to breathe. 

The rhythmic movements made me start moaning. He couldn't take his eyes off me as he quickened the pace, increasing the intensity, until it was me who had to turn away. 

 

When he saw that I wouldn't make eye contact, Sasom leaned down and kissed me, using his mouth to control the direction of my face until we finally looked into each other's eyes again. 

 

"Does it feel good, Po?" 

 

"Good...very good." 

 

I answered truthfully. I don't know if anything could be better, but right now it's great... much better than I ever imagined. At first, I intended to ask him how he felt, but before I could even speak, he blurted out... 

 

"I...I'm almost done...Po." 

 

This was followed by an even faster pace, so intense that I found myself holding my breath! 

 

"Sir...please be gentle!" 

 

"Almost..." 

 

“You...Yes!” 

 

“Po!” 

 

With the final "Po!", he pressed his entire body against mine, his arms encircling me before thrusting into me one last time to release his pent-up emotions. 

 

“Ah!” 

 

I held Sasom’s body tightly, feeling the overflowing wetness that sent shivers down my spine. We both remained in that position in silence for a while before Sasom, not long afterwards, looked up at me and said something that sent shivers down my spine.

 

"You're my new crop now, Po :)"