TEACH ME, TOUCH ME

Part 22: Is That Clear?

 

One Month Earlier

 

"Gear, have you been waiting long? I just got off work," Kim asked as he approached.

 

".." The young man simply shook his head in response, his face calm and unreadable, before opening the car door and settling into the passenger seat beside Kim. It felt like a glimpse of the past when they were still in love-Kim picking him up, taking him out, or sharing meals whenever they could. But this time, Gear had agreed to meet Kim again to resolve lingering issues and bring closure.

 

The atmosphere in the car was heavy. Gear remained silent while Kim tried to spark a conversation, but most of his efforts were met with curt, noncommittal replies. It stayed that way until the car came to a stop in front of Gear's condo.

 

"You have an early class tomorrow, right? I'll come pick you up," Kim offered.

 

"...That won't be necessary," Gear replied quietly.

 

"Why not? Is a friend picking you up? You can tell them not to; I'll take you instead."

 

"Kim, you need to stop this."

 

"What's wrong, Gear? Are you upset with me?"

 

"Kim, we broke up."

 

"I'm trying to make it up to you. Isn't this what you wanted? For me to come back to you?"

 

"I'll admit, at first, that's what I wanted. But not anymore. Being with you now doesn't make me happy. I don't love you, Kim. I don't want you back, and I don't want you trying to win me over."

 

"Gear... why are you saying this? You let go of his hand and came with me. Doesn't that mean you've chosen me?"

 

"I came with you because I wanted to talk about this. It doesn't mean I chose you."

"..."

 

"..'l forget about the time you left me. Let's just say our story ended that day. Kim, please don't involve yourself with me anymore," Gear said, exhaling deeply to emphasise his point.

 

"Is it because of him? I told you, he's a player. You've seen it yourself-he kissed you, and then he kissed others. The moment he turns his back on you, someone else will take your place."

 

"This is about us, Kim. Don't bring anyone else into it."

 

"Why? I can't even mention him?"

 

"Exactly. Because even if he weren't in the picture, I still wouldn't want you back."

 

"Gear..."

 

"The day you left me, you made yourself clear. So today, I'm going to be just as clear with you for the last time."

 

"..."

"Stay out of my life. I don't love you anymore, Kim." Gear declared his feelings with certainty before opening the car door and stepping out.

 

He'd known from the moment Kim came back into his life that he didn't want this love anymore. Kanthi had healed the pain from the past. The hardest part wasn't cutting ties with Kim but disappearing from Kanthi's life at the same time. Beyond being clear that he no longer loved Kim...

 

Gear was also clear about one thing: He loved Kanthi. Kanthi, who people always surrounded. Kanthi, whom everyone desired. Kanthi, the Playboy who casually dated others without a second thought.

 

It wasn't easy for someone as fragile as Gear to fall for a playboy who'd taught him everything, even how to live. Gear had no idea how much pain loving Kanthi might bring. And the scariest part was allowing himself to believe that Kanthi might feel the same way.

 

Gear had intentionally disappeared from Kanthi's life to test him and give him time to reflect. With a hint of scepticism, Gear doubted that a Playboy like Kanthi could change his ways so quickly. If the man forgot about him, went back to his old habits of taking people to the fifth floor, and felt nothing about Gear's absence, then Gear would distance himself completely and leave their good memories as just that-memories.

 

But if, when they met again, Kanthi still made him feel important, if he could give Gear the confidence to stop fearing love, then that would be the day Gear would fully open his heart to Kanthi, even if being close to someone so captivating felt like playing with fire.

 

"How have you been, Kanthi? It's been a month since we last saw each other," Gear asked.

 

"I missed you," Kanthi replied immediately.

 

"Missed me... how?"

 

"In a way, I've never missed anyone before."

 

"What about the others? The people around you? The ones you... Take to the fifth floor?"

 

"I don't do that anymore. It might be hard to believe, but I've really stopped," Kanthi said, gently squeezing Gear's soft hand as he spoke the truth.

 

"Alright, I believe you," Gear said with a small smile. Kanthi grinned widely and leaned in to place a kiss on Gear's soft, light brown hair, inhaling the familiar scent he'd missed so much.

 

"Why didn't you tell me about your ex that day? Why did you disappear for a month? Did you plan it that way?"

 

"Yes, I did," Gear admitted.

 

"Why were you so cruel to me, Gear?" Kanthi's voice softened, his dangerous eyes pleading, shedding every trace of his Playboy persona.

 

"I just wanted everything to be clear first," Gear explained.

 

"..."

"Clear that I don't have anyone else. And you..." Gear trailed off, locking eyes with the taller man.

 

The kisses, the looks, the touches, the voice, everything from the past and now made Gear think that Kanthi might have feelings for him. But how deep those feelings ran and how clear Kanthi could be about them remained uncertain.

 

"I'm clear," Kanthi said firmly. His large hand cupped Gear's soft cheek, his thumb brushing gently as if to convey his longing. His other hand held Gear's smaller one tightly, as if afraid he might disappear.

 

"Clear about what?" Gear asked.

 

"The atmosphere here isn't great. Does this kill the romance?" Kanthi teased.

 

"...Then forget it. I don't want to know anymore," Gear said, pulling his hand away. But Kanthi held on tightly and spoke without hesitation.

 

"I love you."

"...

 

"I love you so much. Please don't let go of me again." Kanthi reaffirmed his feelings, tightening his grip on Gear's soft hand as it tried to pull away.

 

"Do you... Really feel that way?" Gear's heart raced as he heard the words he'd hoped for, his eyes meeting Kanthi's sincere gaze.

 

"I know my words are hard to believe, but I truly love you. Give me a chance to prove it, Gear."

 

"A chance?"

 

"Be with me. Be my boyfriend. Be my one and only."

 

"..I'm too trusting. Don't take back your words."

 

"I promise."

 

"Alright, I agree."

 

"..How can you be this adorable?" Kanthi smiled, his eyes filled with adoration as he looked at the young man who'd just become his lover. He wanted to hug him, kiss him, and hold him close-sometimes he even tried to devour him whole. So damn cute!

 

'The silence between them now felt perfect. Even though the front of the club wasn't romantic at all, it didn't matter. Having someone important by his side, someone his heart had accepted, made everything feel romantic. Kanthi's gaze, filled with emotion, was enough to replace any need for a picturesque setting.

 

Gear wrapped his arms around Kanthi, pressing his face against Kanthi's chest. The familiar scent, the familiar embrace, the touch he adored-it was all there, warm and comforting as always.

 

"I love you, Kanthi," Gear mumbled, his voice muffled as he buried his face, seeking warmth.

 

"What did you say?" Kanthi pulled back slightly, placing his hands on Gear's shoulders and asking with a smile, even though he'd heard it clearly.

 

"I'm not saying it again," Gear replied, his shyness making him lower his head, refusing to repeat himself.

 

"You're really not going to say it again?"

 

"No, I'm not."

 

"..." Kanthi nodded slowly, letting the shy boy have his way. But little did Gear know, the experienced and cunning man had something else in mind to make up for those unsaid words.

 

"Ah, mm..." Gear's soft protest turned into a muffled sound as Kanthi claimed his lips in a deep, passionate kiss, exchanging it for the words of love he'd just heard.

 

The taller man wrapped an arm around Gear's waist, pulling him close until their bodies were pressed together. His other hand cradled Gear's face, guiding him into a kiss that was both tender and intense. Their lips moved together, adjusting angles to match the rhythm of their emotions. Both closed their eyes, savouring the warmth and sweetness they'd missed

 

"Ah," Kanthi's expertise hadn't faded one bit. He teased Gear with his tongue, coaxing him into a deep, fervent exchange. Gear's soft lips were claimed with a mix of dominance and warmth as Kanthi's kiss conveyed every emotion he felt.

 

"Ugh, Kanthi", Gear tried to speak, but Kanthi only pulled back enough to let him catch his breath, silencing him before he could say more. The breathless way Gear had called his name only fueled Kanthi's raw emotions further.

 

He deepened the kiss, leaving no room for his young lover to catch his breath. His heated tongue explored every ounce of longing he'd held back, their bodies pressed so tightly together that not even a sliver of space remained between them. His hands roamed over Gear's back, as if completely forgetting that this wasn't a private space.

 

Gear hadn't changed one bit either. Even though his kissing skills had improved significantly enough to be confidently called impressive, whenever he kissed Kanthi, it felt as though his very soul was being drawn out. His arms would suddenly lose their strength, and his legs, once steady, could barely hold him up. Kanthi had to pull him closer, holding him tightly to keep him from collapsing.

 

"Ah..." Finally, Kanthi relented, pulling back even though every fibre of his being yearned to continue. He gazed at his newly official boyfriend, whose half-lidded eyes carried a soft, pleading look. Gear's lips were slightly swollen from the intensity of the kiss, and the sight made Kanthi smile with satisfaction at his handiwork, just as it always did.

 

"If you can't stand after a kiss, I can carry you and keep kissing you."

 

"Kanthi!" Gear exclaimed, his voice a mix of embarrassment and scolding as he lightly smacked Kanthi's chest. The reprimand, however, lacked any real bite. The real Kanthi was back!

Kanthi's Touch.

 

Even though he'd once worried about Kanthis' love-a playboy whom he could hardly imagine truly loving anyone-Gear found himself believing in this man's words of love without hesitation.

 

It was because their hearts felt the same: Kanthi's clear gaze and actions, the comfort he felt when they were together, and the way Kanthi showed up on his worst days. Even if their relationship hadn't started on the best foot, in the end, their hearts called out to each other in a way that couldn't be denied.

 

As for Kanthi, he had to admit wholeheartedly that a playboy like him, who used to care only about sex and fleeting happiness, had accidentally fallen in love with a boy he once claimed wasn't his type. No matter what Gear did, it always affected the heart of this man in his thirties without him even realising it.

 

He was enchanted by those round eyes, charmed by the genuine innocence, and captivated by the sweet, harmless nature. All of it soaked into his heart, becoming a feeling he couldn't live without. Even if he'd fallen in love by accident that day, from now on, he would love Gear intentionally.

 

Many nights had passed since they had started calling each other "boyfriend" and "boyfriend". Kanthi chose only to hold the younger man in his arms until the younger man fell asleep on his chest. He proved to himself that life wasn't just about sex. Instead, it was Gear that his body truly needed, even if the desire was still there from time to time.

 

"Come here, I have something for you," Kanthi said, grabbing the younger man's arm as he came out of the bathroom and pulling him down to sit at the edge of the bed together.

 

"What is it?" Gear asked, taking the small towel he'd used to dry his damp hair off his shoulder, looking at his boyfriend with intense curiosity.

 

"A gift."

 

"For what occasion?"

 

"...Because I love you. Does that count as an occasion?" The sweet words were spoken as Kanthi looked into those round eyes. Even though he was sincere, Kanthi still had his usual charm, making Gear blush in a way that was just adorable.

 

The ring was a man's diamond ring, small and perfectly suited for those slender, delicate fingers. The polished surface contrasted with the beautiful diamond at the centre. It was simple, elegant, and expensive, fitting for the owner of a luxury car showroom. Kanthi meant to give it as a sign of their relationship, to show that Gear belonged to him.

 

"It suits you so much. Do you like it?" Kanthi asked, his eyes lingering on the slender fingers now adorned with the diamond ring, gently stroking the back of Gear's soft hand

 

".." The young man had no words. He just nodded eagerly, smiling so wide his cheeks puffed up. "Thank you."

 

"If anyone tries to flirt with you, just show them the ring and tell them straight out that you already have a boyfriend."

 

"Okay," Gear agreed right away, obedient as always.

 

"You too, Kanthi. Don't go fooling around with anyone else."

 

"I've only had eyes for you, baby," Kanthi replied in a sweet voice, taking Gear's soft hand in his to give him warmth.

 

"..." Gear lowered his face a little, unable to hide the smile that spread across his lips. Kanthi's gaze was the reason-those eyes had never lost their charm, and now they held a warmth that made his heart race.

 

Gear was shy, sensitive to words, and blushed easily. Kanthi always loved this side of his younger boyfriend. Sometimes it made him want to protect him, and other times it made him want to tease him until he cried...

 

"You smell so good," the man finally couldn't hold back anymore. The tempting scent drew him in, and he pressed his nose against Gear's white neck, completely captivated. Gear tilted his head to accept it, letting out a soft sound in his throat.

 

"K-Kanthi, are you turned on already?"

 

"...Yeah," the man confessed openly, his dangerous eyes showing exactly how he felt.

 

"That was quick. You were just giving me a ring a second ago."

"Would you believe me if I said I'm turned on all the time?"

 

"I'd believe it," Gear replied, his voice barely above a whisper, his face turning bright red as the conversation became more embarrassing.

 

"I don't want to have sex with you just because I'm lustful, you know."

 

" I want to have sex with you because I love you."

 

"..."

 

"Tonight, can I be your boyfriend in every way?" Kanthi asked for permission, pressing a gentle kiss to the diamond ring as a sign of ownership.

 

The young man pressed his lips together and nodded, agreeing to his boyfriend's intention. Besides their hearts calling out for each other, their bodies had always longed for each other's warmth as well.

 

"I'll take it off for you," Gear said, his confidence showing even through his nerves. Kanthi could only smile at his younger boyfriend, who was now grabbing the hem of his T-shirt and slowly pulling it up and over his head. His face flushed red as his eyes met the well-toned chest and abs he hadn't touched in a long time.

 

"You're so good at this. I don't need to teach you anymore, huh?" Kanthi grinned with pride as Gear started taking the lead, even though he was still a little shy. But his one and only boyfriend was just too cute for words.

 

Gear's slender hands touched Kanthi's broad chest first, running over it softly, his eyes looking as if he'd never seen it before. Kanthi gave no further instructions. He just let Gear do whatever he wanted. The first thing the young man chose to do was to touch his tongue to the hard nub on Kanthi's chest, breathing warm air over it at the same time, making Kanthi tense up at the sudden pleasure.

 

"Ah..." A low moan escaped from his throat in response. Gear licked and sucked at the sensitive spot with surprising skill, his round eyes glancing up at Kanthi's handsome face from time to time, checking to see if he was doing well and if Kanthi was enjoying it.

 

"You're really good. I'm so turned on it hurts," Kanthi said, his voice thick with desire.

 

"Hurts where?"

 

"Do you want me to say it?"

 

".." The young man froze at the question, meeting Kanthi's eyes, his face burning even hotter.

 

"It hurts..." In the end, Kanthi whispered the dirty word right into Gear's ear, flicking his tongue playfully so that his younger boyfriend shivered with pleasure. The blush on his face became even more obvious, making Kanthi find him even more adorable.

 

Kanthi wasn't teasing at all with what he said. The growing need inside him was impossible to control. The hardness between his legs strained against his pants, and all he could do was squeeze it with his large hand, hoping to ease the ache a little. Otherwise, Gear would have to take the full force of his burning desire. But did it help?

 

"Better get on your knees," Kanthi said, unable to let Gear be the only one doing the touching. He gave the command and helped the younger man support his weight on his knees on the soft bed. The thin T-shirt was quickly pulled off by the man in his thirties, followed by the rest of Gear's clothes, stripped away without hesitation.

 

"Ah, Kan-" Gear's soft voice faded away as Kanthi did the same thing Gear had done to him a moment ago.

 

He trailed his eyes over the pale skin before taking the sensitive nub in his mouth without mercy, his warm tongue flicking up and down until Gear arched his chest up to meet his mouth, burning with need.

 

"If it feels good, moan louder," Kanthi said. The experienced man pulled the young man closer until their bodies were pressed together. His lips and nose moved down Gear's chest to his flat stomach, and his hands parted the soft flesh, sliding slender fingers in to explore the tight entrance at the same time.

 

Being touched like that made It almost impossible for Gear to handle all the pleasure. He could only press his body closer, letting out broken moans, calling Kanthi's name in a way that made no sense, just to let out the pleasure Kanthi was giving him.

 

"Ah... so damn tight," Kanthi groaned. Two slender fingers weren't enough for the experienced man. He spread Gear's soft cheeks even wider and pushed in a third finger, curling them to rub the smooth inner walls, hitting the same spot again and again, making Gear cry out every time he was touched there.

 

"Kanthi, I... it feels so good," Gear said, his voice shaky but clear. His knees, supporting his own weight, started to give out, but Kanthi held him up, keeping his thighs in place so this position would be perfect.

 

"You like it both in front and in back, huh?" Kanthi asked, his voice full of satisfaction. He grinned, enjoying how Gear's white chest arched up to meet his mouth, while his soft, round butt pressed back against his fingers, making the smaller body writhe with desire.

 

Right now, the pretty, perfectly sized erection wasn't far from Kanthi's face. He took the chance to grab the length, pressing his lips to it once, making Gear jolt as if he'd fallen into a deep hole.

 

"Ah, Kan... don't play with that," Gear protested.

 

"Who said I was playing?" Kanthi replied with a wicked smile. He pulled his fingers out of Gear's entrance, locking his thighs in place. With the same hand, he gripped Gear's cute, hard length, then did something he'd never done before-he took Gear's most private part into his mouth, making Gear cry out loud enough to fill the room.

 

His body, already weak, grew even weaker as Kanthi gave him a touch he'd never experienced before. Gear was so embarrassed he wanted to hide his face, but the pleasure washing over him left him unable to do anything except let out soft, shame-filled moans.

 

"Kanthi, I-l can't take it anymore."

 

"Ah," the man let go as requested, and Gear immediately collapsed onto Kanthi's chest. The young man's heart pounded so hard he could feel it, and his slender legs trembled slightly in an endearing way.

 

"Did you like it? Me using my mouth like that?"

 

"No, I don't want it," Gear whimpered, hiding his face against Kanthi's bare chest.

 

"You didn't like it?"

 

"...I'm embarrassed."

 

"Why be embarrassed? You've taken me all the way to the base before, and I wasn't embarrassed at all."

 

"Kanthi!" Gear scolded his boyfriend, his voice sharp, but it didn't help his embarrassment at all.

 

"If there's anything you don't like, just tell me, and I won't do it. But if you like something, don't deny it, okay?" Kanthi finally stopped teasing Gear, his gentle voice making the heat in Gear's face fade a little.

 

When he saw that Gear's trembling had eased, Kanthi wasted no time moving on to the next round of love. He positioned his younger boyfriend face down on the bed, handed him a pillow to hug, and lifted his hips so that the most tempting part of him was on full display for Kanthi's sharp eyes.

 

That twitching entrance seemed to welcome him, almost challenging him. The soft, white cheeks were irresistible, and the pretty pink opening drew Kanthi's face closer. He touched his tongue to the sweet, puckered entrance, making Gear jump, then started to lick him in earnest.

 

Kanthi ran his warm tongue over every sweet spot, obsessed, flicking up and down and sucking the soft skin without mercy, until Gear had to muffle his moans into the pillow Kanthi had given him.

 

"You smell good all over, you know that?" Kanthi said, sounding completely enchanted, because that was exactly how he felt. There wasn't a single part of Gear's body that Kanthi hadn't touched, and he was surprised by how much he loved every inch of it.

 

Kanthi's big hands spread Gear's cheeks wide, pushing his tongue in as if it were something hard and strong. Gear squirmed in response, moaning sweetly and calling his lover's name, which only fueled Kanthi's desire.

 

"Mmmph, Kanthi, I can't take it anymore."

 

"Ah," the hungry man sucked hard one last time, then let go of Gear's waist. Red marks from his grip stood out on the pale skin, but Gear didn't feel any pain-he just let his hips fall flat onto the soft bed, completely exhausted.

 

Kanthi grinned, satisfied with his lover's reaction, still finding Gear endlessly tempting. Gear rolled onto his back, his face flushed as if all the blood in his body had rushed there, his round eyes half-lidded, both pleading and seductive at the same time.

 

"Why aren't you taking your pants off?" This time, Gear's voice was firm, glaring at his boyfriend, but he looked so cute, especially since he was the only one completely naked after everything that had just happened.

 

"I haven't needed to yet."

 

"Why? Do you want it now?" Kanthi arched an eyebrow, his eyes daring Gear to take matters into his own hands.

 

"I want it," Gear replied in a whisper, almost too shy to be heard.

 

"Then come on, good boy, take them off," Kanthi said, his eyes sparkling with charm as always. He leaned back against the headboard, and Gear crawled over on his knees to do what he wanted.

 

The young man pulled down Kanthi's pyjama pants. There was no underwear underneath, so Gear's round eyes were immediately met with the sight of Kanthi's swollen, veined erection, standing tall as if welcoming him.

 

"Come here," Kanthi said in a deep, inviting voice. He gripped his own thick, long shaft, waiting for his younger boyfriend to bring his face closer, then tapped the hot length playfully against Gear's lips, his desire raw and obvious.

 

Gear's cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment, but his fighting spirit didn't disappoint. He met Kanthi's teasing by opening his mouth and letting his boyfriend push in as much as he could take.

 

"Ah.." Kanthi's handsome face tilted back, jaw clenched as he tried to control the feelings racing through his sensitive tip. Gear was too stubborn...

 

The young man who used to be so innocent now showed off some impressive oral skills. Sometimes he licked from base to tip, sometimes he took the whole length in his mouth, and sometimes he sucked so hard that Kanthi had to curse out loud. And the worst part was how Gear kept teasing the head, licking it over and over, his small tongue playing until Kanthi's body tensed with pleasure. At the same time, Kanthi wanted to grab his head and hold him there, making Gear choke and beg for mercy as punishment.

 

"You know, if you keep playing with the tip like that, I'm going to cum fast."

 

"Mmm... ah," Gear looked up at him, but pretended not to hear and only licked more fiercely. Kanthi could only smirk. Sometimes his younger boyfriend was as obedient as a kitten, and sometimes he was as stubborn as a wild one, impossible to tame.

 

Gear licked the tip until Kanthi's length was slick with precum, then wrapped his lips tightly around the shaft, bobbing his head up and down quickly, making Kanthi's body tense with sharp pleasure and aching need.

 

"Ah, Gear, stop. I don't want to cum on your face," Kanthi gasped.

 

"Go ahead... P'Kanthi," Gear replied.

 

!!!

"P'Kanthi?"

 

"Mmm! Yes, P'Kanthi."

 

"Damn it! This kid is too much," Kanthi growled. He'd once asked Gear to call him that, but Gear had refused. Now, hearing it in Gear's sweet voice, especially with his mouth full, was too much to handle.

 

Kanthi couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed Gear's head with both hands, holding him in place, and thrust his aching length into that soft mouth with raw desire. It only took a few hard thrusts before he got what he wanted, letting out a low moan as his abs tightened and his strong body shuddered. Kanthi released thick, sweet cum into his stubborn boyfriend's small mouth, filling it to the brim, some of it spilling out in a way that was almost too cute.

 

"You're getting me back for teasing you, aren't you?"

 

"I just wanted you to finish, Kanthi."

 

"You think that's enough to tire me out? I can go a few more rounds, sweetheart. You'd better get ready," Kanthi warned.

 

It didn't take long for Kanthi's secret weapon to get hard and ready for battle again. He caressed Gear's touchable body like he was addicted, especially kissing those sweet lips until they were a little swollen.

 

"Can you ride me hard enough to make me finish again?" Kanthi asked bluntly, guiding the smaller man to straddle his lap and take care of what was now the hardest thing in the room.

 

That blunt question was too much for shy Gear to answer with words, so he chose to respond with actions. The young man climbed on top of Kanthi's erection, now covered with an ultra-thin condom.

 

He reached behind himself to guide Kanthi's tip to his entrance, then slowly lowered himself down until he'd taken all of it, right to the base.

 

"Ah, mm," both of them moaned, their voices mingling in a harmony of pleasure. Gear placed both hands on Kanthi's firm chest to steady himself as he sank his hips, pressing them close together.

The lewd position also hit Gear's sweet spot perfectly. Kanthi's thick, long length filled him so much that it felt like it would push right through his flat stomach, making him gasp and shiver with pleasure.

 

"You're so adorable," Kanthi said, watching every move his younger boyfriend made, completely enchanted. Cute in a natural way, without trying. Whether it was his innocent eyes, his stubbornness, his neediness, or his passion, Gear was the only one who could truly tame Kanthi's wild side.

 

"Mmm..." Kanthi moaned, his deep voice vibrating with pleasure. He slipped his slender fingers into Gear's small mouth, letting the young man practice his oral skills again, even though he was already so good at it.

 

Gear swirled his tongue around Kanthi's fingers, matching the rhythm as he rode him, their bodies colliding in a mix of sensations. The deep thrusts from his lover's thick shaft drove Gear wild, especially when Kanthi started thrusting up from below, hard and fast, making the younger man move with every powerful motion.

 

"Mmm, P'Kanthi, I can't take it anymore," Gear moaned.

With Gear being so clingy and sweet-talking like this, how could a Playboy like Kanthi ever escape? The sweet way Gear called him made Kanthi smile widely. He pulled his younger boyfriend down for a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue in and taking everything he could, before pulling away and turning his attention to the strong hips working so hard above him.

 

Gear rested his hands on Kanthi's chest, letting his whole weight drop as if he had no strength left, while the man beneath him kept up the pace, thrusting faster and harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin and the wet, messy noises filled the room, mixed with their voices moaning in pleasure. The deep thrusts hit all the right spots, and Gear couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed his own hard length, ready to stroke himself to release, but Kanthi caught his hand before he could.

 

"Mmm, Kanthi, don't tease me."

 

"Just stay still, good boy. I'll make you finish," Kanthi said, then picked up the pace, moving faster and harder. His big length filled the tight space, hitting Gear's sweet spot over and over. Kanthi's experience showed, making his young lover cry out with pleasure. 

 

Gear's body tensed and shuddered, and he came hard, spilling all over Kanthi's abs without even needing to touch himself. It was a heavenly moment, because at the same time, Kanthi was finishing for the second time, emptying himself into the tight heat, separated only by a condom and creamy white release.

 

Gear's shaking body collapsed, his face pressed against Kanth's chest, listening to his boyfriend's pounding heart and heavy breathing as they came down from their high together. Kanthi wrapped his arms around the young man, kissing his head again and again, comforting his trembling body.

 

"Still shaking? Can't get enough, huh, good boy?"

 

"Ah, yeah," Gear answered, his voice soft and shaky, hiding his face even more because he was embarrassed by how he looked.

 

Kanthi didn't ask anything else. He just let Gear rest on him, his big hand gently stroking the smooth back until Gear felt better. Then, Kanthi sat up, with his younger boyfriend still sitting on his lap.

"Look at me," the warm man said, gently pulling Gear's small shoulders away so he could see his face.

 

".." Gear obeyed, meeting his boyfriend's eyes from up close, his heart still pounding. Kanthi's gaze always made him feel good, but also so shy that he had to look away first every time.

 

"Heh, why are you so cute?" Kanthi blurted out, smiling without even realising it. Gear really is too cute...

 

"You say that too much," Gear mumbled.

 

"But you really are cute. You're even cuter when you're shy," Kanthi said, cupping Gear's soft cheek, his touch gentle as if he was afraid of leaving a mark. But Kanthi must've forgotten how rough he'd been just moments ago-Gear barely had the strength to talk to him now.

 

"Kanthi.."

 

"Yeah?"

 

"l..." Gear bit his lip, looking away for a moment, while Kanthi waited, staring at him like he wanted to eat him up.

 

"What is it?"

 

"I love you," Gear finally said, breaking through his embarrassment and saying the words right into those dangerous eyes that always made his heart race.

 

"...What did you just say? I didn't quite hear you."

 

"I love you," Gear said again, even though he knew Kanthi was just teasing him.

 

"One more time?" This time, Kanthi's sharp eyes locked on him, wanting an answer right away. He pulled Gear's waist even closer, closing the distance between them.

So embarrassing...

 

No matter what, Gear always got shy when Kanthi looked at him like that. He decided to hug Kanthi tightly, hoping it would slow his racing heart, but the feel of their bare chests pressed together only made it beat harder.

 

"I love you, Kanthi. I love you so much." Gear said it again, making Kanth's heart swell with happiness. Kanthi hugged him tight and kissed his temple over and over.

 

"I love you too, my good boy." 

 

This love started by accident, but who would've thought they could love each other with all their hearts? What began as a touch traded for something else had turned into a touch they both craved, something they were both addicted to. They held each other close, sharing their feelings with nothing but a hug, saying everything without words.

 

The young man rested his chin on Kanthi's shoulder, looking at himself in the mirror in the room. His body was covered in rose-colored marks from his neck down to his shoulders, all from Kanthis's passionate hands. But what stood out most was the hand wrapped around him, wearing a sparkling diamond ring that showed he belonged to someone. This warm touch-something he couldn't find anywhere else-was truly. 

       

  "Teach me, Touch me"

                        Gear

 

"Even though he fell in love by accident that day, from now on, he'll love Gear on purpose."

           Kanthi