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Special 4 - Pumping the baby at the marital home.

 

The traditional Thai wedding ceremony was held within the grounds of the large house the couple had purchased together. The guests included many family members.

 

The entertainment industry, close to the young model and both of their friends, knew that Kant and Kel hadn't spoken at all since last night. Their grandmothers had said they had to sleep separately before the wedding for good luck. Kel slept here, while Kant went back to his condo. In the morning, they dressed separately and saw each other again only during the arduous procession through the traditional wedding gates.

 

The reason it's considered difficult is that there are three stages in total. The groom has to do everything he can to get through them to see his beloved wife. 

 

The first stage involves a question about where Kel has a birthmark. Kantapong paused for a moment before answering that he didn't have any, having checked everywhere. This elicited laughter from the guests, and it was the correct answer because the question was to trick the groom.  The next stage was a test of strength. Kantapong had to do push-ups and lift several kilograms of dumbbells before he could pass. And the final hurdle was Jess and Sai's, with the question: where did Kel want to go on his honeymoon? A smirk played on his lips because his little one had said he wanted to go on a cruise in Alaska. But when he answered... Gun got it wrong, so he had to pay quite a few envelopes of money. 

 

His beloved wife had tricked him into thinking they wanted to go there so his friends could use it to ask a question and extort money from him. He was mischievous all the way to their actual wedding day!

 

The couple sat on the red carpet, while the adults sat on chairs, and the guests sat farther away. A traditional blessing ceremony was taking place, followed by the exchange of rings. Kel felt incredibly shy—shyer than the day he lost his virginity, shyer than the day he was asked to be Gun’s boyfriend, shyer than the day his husband told him how much he loved him. Today, Kel didn't even dare to meet Gun’s intense gaze.

 

"Wow... my husband is so handsome," I thought to myself, too afraid to say it aloud. It was because we were in the middle of a ceremony, with many elders and relatives present, and all the guests staring. Yes, if they were alone together, he would have to compliment Kel and ask for that warm embrace.

 

"Gun, put the ring on your brother's finger," the young model's father said.

 

"yes"

 

A large hand reached out and gently grasped a slender one. Sharp eyes looked up at the beautiful face, and a sweet, alluring gaze returned, like a radiant light. Kel's eyes flickered, unable to focus, but his lips curved into a smile so wide his cheeks almost split.

 

"Damn, my wife is getting cuter every day," the tall man muttered to himself before snapping back to reality for the wedding ceremony. It wouldn't be good to think any further.

 

"Excuse me," a soft, deep voice said, making the listener even more embarrassed. The previously sullen and flustered expression instantly became calm.

 

Kel nodded once, and Kant placed the small ring on his left ring finger. His delicate hand trembled slightly, and he sensed it, so he bent down. Gun gently kissed the back of Kel’s hand, his lips pressed tightly together, wanting to cry from overwhelming joy but afraid it would disrupt the ceremony. Cheers and applause erupted as Kel bowed to his beloved husband. Kant affectionately stroked his brown hair; though younger, he seemed far more mature than he.

 

Then it was Kel's turn to put the ring on Gun's finger, in front of hundreds of people. The petite Kel took the young model's hand before picking up a ring that looked similar, differing only in size. Gun gently rubbed it against his strong finger, so firm it brought back memories of the time he had tenderly kissed Kel. Gun knew what his wife was thinking, so he subtly hinted with his eyes that he couldn't be lustful everywhere. 

 

The petite man put a ring on his lover's finger, then pulled him up for a kiss. Kel’s sweet eyes gazed happily at his handsome face as he bent down.

 

As he knelt to kiss his wife's jet-black hair, Gun immediately bent to kiss it, making many smile. He was so deeply in love with his husband. Gun sat back up, looking on with a smile. He heard his friends teasing him, saying that if his wife kissed his head like that when he knelt to kiss him, he'd be kneeling morning and evening. Gun wholeheartedly agreed. From now on, he'd have to be diligent about kneeling to his wife.

 

Next came another important ceremony: the pouring of sacred water to bless the couple for a happy and smooth married life. Gun and Kel sat side by side. Place both hands together on the cushion. Now, let's begin with Gun’s grandmother. She is elderly but still in good health.

 

"May your love last forever, my dears. Kel, also tell your sibling if you see anything inappropriate. Try to explain things to them with reason."

 

"Yes," the shorter one nodded immediately, even though in reality it was usually the younger one who told him what to do when he was being stubborn. The next person was Kant's father. After divorcing his mother, he didn't think about rekindling his relationship; instead, he stayed to keep his grandmother company and take care of the hundreds of fruit trees in the orchard—a farm in Chiang Rai province.

 

"Congratulations, Gun. Take good care of your wife. If you have any problems, don't get angry."

 

"Yes, Dad," Kantapong nodded.

 

"I'm entrusting my son to you, Kel," the father said, turning to his son-in-law this time.

 

"yes"

 

Next came Kel's parents, who both agreed on their son's stubbornness, entrusting Gun with his care and giving him full permission to manage him if he went astray. Then it was the friends' turn to pour water as a blessing, wishing them stamina and longevity in their married life, and even mentioning they'd prepared some aphrodisiacs to keep them going until the party tonight. Kel wanted to retort that he'd experienced it before when Gun drank – he was incredibly strong, and his semen flowed non-stop!

 

After the ceremony is complete, it's time to escort the bride to the bridal chamber. Modern Thai ceremonies are often condensed and completed within the morning. At this time, relatives came to offer their blessings again, and Kant's friends really did bring drinks as promised.

 

"My bride." Now they were alone. The door to the room was securely locked. His sharp gaze lingered on his bride as if he wanted to devour him.

 

"My husband is so handsome," Kel said immediately when he had the chance to compliment him.

 

"I miss you. I was so excited last night I couldn't sleep."

 

"I missed my darling's hugs. I slept alone in our bed last night," the cute face puffed out its cheeks.

 

"Show me how lonely you are. Try lying down there, and I'll decide whether it's loneliness or just a craving."

 

This kind of statement pleased the listener the most, making them tremble with desire. "You have the energy, huh? Didn't you say you couldn't sleep all night?" The stubborn face tilted up as he asked, causing the tall man to step closer and pull his slender waist around.

 

"Just seeing my wife's face is enough to prepare me for battle," he whispered, his lips curving into a smile.

 

"What kind of battle is this? What weapons will they use?" The playful banter between them was incredibly stimulating for both.

 

"I have a gun," Kant said, and he didn't just say it; he pulled the small hand to grasp his crotch firmly.

 

"I'm so scared of my husband's big gun," a sweet voice said, but his face showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, it seemed more like amusement.

 

"He says he's scared, but he still likes to suck," he whispered again.

 

"I told you I like your ice cream."

 

"Yes," they both smiled at each other, feeling shy.

 

"Honey, are you going to drink this? If you haven't slept, I don't want you to." If Gun doesn't get enough rest and drinks these kinds of drugs, it probably won't be good for his body. Why is Kel worried?

 

"How many hours of sleep did my wife get last night?" the tall man asked, concerned about his wife's health as well. If he drank, the one who would bear the brunt of the day's work would be Kel.

 

"Slept at 2 AM, woke up at 5 AM," only three hours because I was so excited.

 

"Then I won't drink. We'll do a round or two and then rest."

 

"Okay, but..." The sweet face nodded before he continued speaking, but didn't finish the sentence.

 

"..." Kant waited to listen.

 

"I'm wearing a uniform."

 

"Of course."

 

Kel climbed onto the bed to show his beloved husband what loneliness felt like, as he'd described. It was exactly as Gun had thought; Kel wasn't lonely, he just wanted to be taken. 

 

Kel arched his back, then turned his face back to bite his lip, displaying a seductive, eager expression. After a while, he lay on his back and spread his legs wide. The man watching felt like tearing their wedding dress apart, but it was the very dress they should cherish most.

 

"Just the top will do," Kel surrendered, having to give in because the lower garments were too much of a nuisance. Kel slowly lifted his hips, pulling down his pants, outer garment and underwear were pulled down simultaneously until they were completely naked.

 

The tall man swallowed hard again, loosening his tie as he began to feel uncomfortable. Kel's beautiful eyes looked invitingly at him, his slender fingers beckoning him closer. Kel spread his legs wide, revealing his waiting, contracting love channel. The way it squeezed and relaxed was so tempting. 

 

Kant crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between Kel's pale legs. His handsome face was close to his beautiful cleavage, and he playfully exhaled hot breath to make him feel a tingling sensation. And that's exactly what happened.

 

"Mmm," a sweet moan escaped his lips.

 

"Are you happy that we're married?" The tall man looked up and asked.

 

"I'm the happiest person in the world!"

 

"Gun is happy to have you as his legal wife, finally," he smiled, and Kel smiled back.

 

"Kant promised that our wedding day would be in the outdoor room." This house has a room for enjoying the breeze; it has enclosed walls but a retractable roof. I can see the sky very clearly now.

 

"You have a good memory for things like this, but the atmosphere feels like it's going to rain."

 

"Ah, my dear."

 

The hot tongue began to lick around the sweet-colored opening, making sounds. The round buttocks lifted as the tongue moved rapidly, almost causing Kel to faint. He gasped and sucked in his breath...Thrashing about

 

"I want to go outdoors," Kel said, expressing his desire.

 

"Okay, let's go take a look then," Gun liked to indulge his wife. He carried the small body in a "carrying a watermelon" style out onto the balcony. There was another door leading to an outdoor room. This room wasn't very big and had a chair in it.

 

A round rattan mat is placed on top of a cushion, and there's a table for placing magazines—it's Gun on the cover, of course. Kel arranged it himself because he likes to lie down and look at pictures of his lover on lonely days, when Gun goes to work and Kel is off.

 

"Are you going to look at the models in the magazine or the real models?" a deep voice teased.

 

"Don't tease me."

 

Because Kant knew that Kel would end up masturbating while his eyes were fixed on his muscular physique in those books. The petite Kel was always embarrassed when it was mentioned. Kel had the chance to cuddle him in person, but there were still times when he used pictures of his husband to masturbate. He'd be utterly mortified if anyone found out. Actually, Kel wanted to use sex toys like he used to, but he had to restrain himself for fear of tearing and inflaming his anus.

 

"Cute," Kantapong complimented when he saw Kel's cheeks flush. His large hand picked up the sunroof remote and pressed a button. The sky was really dark, as if it were about to pour down right now.

 

"You won't fall," Kel said, looking up at him. His slender arms wrapped around his lover's neck, and his legs entwined tightly around his strong hips.

 

"You don't like the soft bed anymore, do you?" the big man asked before kissing his rosy cheek.

"I like it, but today is a special day, so I'd like a different atmosphere for the meal."

 

"Okay," he finally agreed, and proceeded to seat the other person in a chair gently.

Knowing what to do and understanding his preferences, the slender man quickly unzipped the groom's slacks and then reached inside to find the large, obstructing underwear. Kel furrowed his slender eyebrows into a knot, making Gun laugh immediately.

 

"Don't be so impatient," he said. He'd noticed from the start that Kel wasn't following the usual steps. He wasn't taking off his belt, nor was he unbuckling it.

 

"I want my darling to wear this outfit and make a big impact. I don't want him to take it off."

 

"Okay, I'll take the underwear off first, then put the pants back on," Gun really indulged his wife in everything. He handled everything himself, including the underwear. Nothing's left, just a pair of slacks with the zipper pulled down, revealing his erection.

 

"..." Kel said nothing at all. His round eyes stared at the large, long secret weapon. He unconsciously swallowed hard, like someone craving it. His breathing grew more intense until he couldn't resist, grabbed it, put it in his mouth, and started sucking on it with great relish.

 

"Ah, yes!" The handsome face tilted up to the sky, sucking in his breath and moaning as the small mouth continued to pleasure him. It slowly expanded, gaining strength with an emotional surge.

 

"Mmm," the sweet face moved as Gun playfully stepped back. The fair-skinned body arched to follow like a shadow, refusing to let go from his own mouth, finally.

 

So talented that I have to commend Kel for not giving up.

 

"Bad manners," he grumbled as he pulled his face away. Those swollen lips were so tempting to kiss. Without hesitation, Kant sat down and kissed the person on the chair. Their skilled tongues exchanged sweet kisses for many minutes. The smaller figure was teased with nibbles on their lower lip and tugging at it.

 

"Ah, uh," he groaned in protest, hitting his broad shoulder.

 

"Hmph," he chuckled again. He was the type of husband who enjoyed his wife's scolding. Now, his large frame settled onto the chair, and he let his wife climb onto it. They continued their passionate kissing and soon felt an unbearable heat.

 

"I'm shaking," probably because their lower bodies were rubbing against each other. Kant pulled away from the kiss and looked at the beautiful face. They gazed at each other with intense desire. Kel licked his lips seductively, making the other person smile mischievously.

 

"I'm coming," a hoarse voice whispered.

 

"Ugh... Mmm..." Kel immediately tilted his head back, biting his lip to relieve the tension.

 

"Does it hurt?"

 

"a little"

 

kiss!

He kissed his wife's temples to help him relax. Kel rarely complained of pain, probably because before their wedding, they were so busy preparing for many things that they hadn't been intimate for almost a week. The last time they had sex was on their pre-wedding photoshoot. Yes, in the changing room, it took less than ten minutes. They were both incredibly horny, even though Kel used to say he disliked sex at short notice. Now, he loved it anytime, anywhere.

 

"You can move now," Kel said, so Kant tried gently bouncing his hips up.

 

"Ah," Kant felt a shiver down his spine from the mushroom-shaped head.

 

"Ooh... Mmm..." Just one thrust is enough to make him twitch and tense up.

 

"Your legs are definitely spread wide," a deep voice said reproachfully.

 

"My darling, I'll cherish you so much that I wouldn't let you get hurt. Ahh!" Before he could finish speaking, he was being relentlessly pounded by his hips. He had to hold onto the big guy tightly, otherwise he might fall off the chair.

 

Splash!!!!

The rain poured down while they were still making love. Gun’s thrusts were loud and competing with the sound of the rushing water. He was about to reach for the remote. He tried to close the roof, but a hand stopped him first.

 

"Don't stop, keep going, mmm," the beautiful lips murmured, the sweet face contorting with the intense pleasure.

 

"No, you'll get sick," Gun retorted.

 

"No, darling, don't cover it up," because Kel wanted his body to be wet to add to his sexiness.

 

"Why are you being stubborn? Kant doesn't want you to get sick."

 

"No, it's alright. Ah... Mmm."

 

"Okay, then just a little water and Gun will close the roof."

 

Then the young model went all out. Kel moaned loudly, his body trembling and shaking as he hugged his lover tightly until his body convulsed and writhed. The rod was intensely hot, a warm sensation despite the cold weather. They were both soaking wet. Gun quickly closed the roof.

 

"If you get sick, just you wait."

 

"Ooh," Kel replied before burying his face in his strong chest.

 

"He's so stubborn," Kantapong grumbled again.

 

"He won't get sick... Oh!" Kel was speaking when he was startled because Kant stood up.

Then he carried him into the bedroom and straight to the bathroom. They had another round on the bathroom counter before it was time to take off their clothes.

They went out to take a shower, but Kel kept being provocative. He has so much energy!

 

"If we do it again, I bet you'll get a big belly," Kant said.

 

"Go ahead, he wants to have a baby for you."

 

"Hmph, as you command." Knowing full well that he wouldn't get pregnant no matter what he did, Gun was still going to try.