⚠️🍋🍍(Mature Content Warning)🍍🍋⚠️

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All his friends' wedding invitations came at the wrong timing. Now, it's like dodging bullets at home. Kongpob has been avoiding Arthit's hints as much as possible. It's gotten to the point that he has to distract Arthit from bringing up the topic with more sex. He can't let other people's wedding ruin his plans that's five years into the making. Just ten more days to go Arthit. Just give me ten more days my love. That's easier said than done though.

Snippets from flashback

Sunday

Last Sunday, Arthit and Kongpob slept in, and only woke up when they absolutely had to because their stomachs were growling louder than their alarms. Grumpily, Arthit got up from bed, and walked straight into the kitchen. He opened the fridge to see if they had anything quick to eat. Unfortunately, today is Sunday, which means grocery day. There's nothing other than a few eggs, and bread. He was too lazy to even fry eggs, so he took out some strawberry jam, and proceeded to make toast.

Kongpob came into the kitchen with his bed head yawning. Seeing Arthit was making toast, he got the coffee going. The aroma of the coffee was very much welcomed as two sleepy boys huddled together topless. Arthit snuggled into the crook of Kongpob's neck with his arms in his front shivering. Kongpob half asleep just wrapped his arms around his love.

"Let me go get you a shirt. We should turn down the AC." Kongpob said next to Arthit's ear.

"Noooo Kong. I just want to stay like this."

Kongpob just smiled at his adorable boyfriend. Sometimes they forget that they are 23 now, and no longer kids.

The toast popped, and the coffee was ready. They moved in sync as always. Arthit spread jam on the toast, and Kongpob fixed the coffee. Since today is Sunday, Kongpob went to the fridge to get the whipped cream. Arthit liked to indulge in the delicious treat with his coffee, but Kongpob doesn't let him have it everyday, only on the weekends.

As Kongpob turned around with the can of cream in his hand, Arthit came up behind him with the sweetened toast. The two of them collided, and Kongpob had a slice of strawberry jammed toast stuck to his bare chest, and Arthit had whipped cream squirted on his. The two of them just laughed at each other's comical state.

Arthit peeled the strawberry toast off of Kongpob, and took a bite out of it with a huge ass grin.

"Kong, do you think anything would change if we got...."

Arthit's question got cut off by a sudden surprise. Arthit didn't expect Kongpob to suddenly leaned forward, and licked the whipped cream off his chest. Kongpob didn't stop after the whipped cream was gone. Kongpob grabbed Arthit by his hips, and pulled him in closer. He moved his mouth to suck and lick Arthit's nipples, from one to the other.

Arthit stuffed the toast his mouth as his body was being assaulted with pleasure. The toast muffled his moans, and his hands held onto Kongpob's shoulders. Kongpob slowly stood up to see Arthit with the slice of toast still in his mouth. Kongpob took a bite of it from the end. They finished the slice of toast in two bites each, and then proceeded to devour each other's mouth.

Arthit grabbed anywhere he can. It's never enough. He squeezed and kneaded Kongpob's butt, tugging it up. Kongpob pulled away from Arthit mouth, and moved to his sensitive ear. He licked, he sucked, and he twirled his tongue around the shell whispering sweet nothings. They grinded their hardened dicks into each other, creating the friction that had them moaning and grunting.

Arthit threw his head back giving Kongpob more access down his neck. Kongpob took the given opportunity to kiss and mark his love. He then wrapped his arms around Arthit's bottom, and picked him up. He pushed everything that was on the kitchen counter off, and laid Arthit on top.

If it weren't for the fact that Arthit was burning from the heat of desire, he would have cursed at the contact of the cold surface. Kongpob pulled Arthit's pajama pants off along with his boxers, releasing Arthit's very hard already glistening dick. Beautiful. Breakfast is served.

"I've been wanting to fuck you on this counter." Kongpob said as he removed his own pants and boxers.

"Why haven't you then?" Arthit said with his legs spread wide.

"I'm doing it now." Kongpob picked up the bottom of Arthit's feet. He bent Arthit's legs, and placed Arthit's heels on the ledge of the counter, and then pulled Arthit's body closer to the ledge with his butt slightly hanging off the counter. Kongpob pulled out a bottle of lube from the side drawer where they kept extras.

Kongpob lubed up his dick, and squirted some on Arthit's hole. Arthit wiggled impatiently.

"Kong.... please..."

"Mmm..."

Kongpob prepared Arthit's hole with one hand, and stroked his dick with the other. When Arthit was ready, Kongpob inserted all of himself in one swift plunge.

"Ahhhh....fuck! Kong!"

"Arthit!"

Kongpob thrusted full strokes slowly, but hard. Kongpob continuously hit Arthit's nerves that sent him into a moaning mess. Arthit started to involuntarily arch his back and dug his nails into Kongpob's arms. Kongpob threw his head back, and sped up his thrusts. He stroked Arthit's dick matching his thrusts. His hip moved back and forth like a rhythmically dance. The sight of Arthit naked on top the kitchen counter is a sight to behold. Arthit's warm tight muscles gripping his length caused his core to burn intensely like steam inside a kettle that's ready to boil. Thrusting in and out, in and out, as Arthit's moans called him home. The euphoric sensation is too hard to hold back.

"I'm coming....aghhhh... Arthit..."

Arthit came at the sound of his name, and felt the warm seeds spilling into him. This is the best Sunday breakfast he thought to himself.

After a couple of minutes, Arthit slowly put his legs down, and sat up hooking his arms around Kongpob's neck. He smiled at Kongpob's flushed after sex face. God, he is beautiful. He looked at their still connected bodies. Kongpob smiled back at him, and kissed his lips. Arthit used his finger to pickup some of the sticky jam that was still on Kongpob's chest, and licked it clean.

Kongpob carried Arthit to the bathroom with him still inside. They continued breakfast in the shower.

Wednesday

Kongpob just came back from a long day of work. The living room was dim, and the kitchen lights were switched off. However, their bedroom light was bright, so Arthit must be home already. He heard some rustling sounds. Kongpob quickly made his way to the bedroom. He hoped that all his stuff will be safe, especially that one thing he has hidden.

Kongpob walked in to find Arthit's head buried deep inside the closet. Even the drawers that kept their underwear and socks were pulled out. Articles of clothing was scattered all around their room. Their bed was covered with clothes on top of clothes.

"Arthit! What are you looking for?"

"Koooong.... I can't find my royal blue tie." Arthit said this in his whiniest voice that always get Kongpob to cave. Well, it's not like Kongpob has ever said no anyway. It's just a matter of how quick he gives in to Arthit.

Kongpob shakes his head. How does looking for a tie require dismantling the whole damn closet? Cleaning is going to take all night.

"Have you seen it? Toota says their wedding shower theme is blue. So, I need to find it."

"No. I haven't seen it. Here, let me help you." Kongpob got on his knees next to Arthit. Arthit smells nice. He has probably already showered. Arthit continued to dig into the closet as Kongpob desperately tried to put everything back in order. 

"You should wear your navy blue one too. So we can match, but not too matchy. You know what I mean? Ugh. It's so annoying. When we have our....."

Kongpob grabbed Arthit by the back of his hair, and pulled him in for a long soul sucking kiss. A kiss that made Arthit forget what he was saying. A kiss that got him out of breath, and slightly dazed.

Kongpob slowly pulled away hoping that was enough to distract Arthit from his train of thoughts. However, what he didn't see coming was another inbound train. Arthit took two breaths to recover from their kiss, and dived right back in. Kongpob was damn tired, but he can't stop what he had started. So, he played receiver.

Arthit tackled him, and knocked him over straddling him. They laid on top of the mounds of clothing on the floor. They kissed fervently like they were hungry. They took long drags sucking each other's lips, dipping their tongues deep into each other's mouth, tangling and twirled the tips. Arthit pulled his t-shirt over his head removing it in one quick swift action. Both his hands and Kongpob's worked quickly to remove Kongpob's button down shirt.

Arthit grinded himself against Kongpob through their pants, making both of them moan. Arthit leaned back down to kiss Kongpob while his hands were busy taking off his belt. Once the belt was unbuckled, Arthit pushed Kongpob's pants down. Kongpob hooked his fingers in Arthit's boxers, and pulled them down as well. Both their dicks were hard and leaking with precum dripping to the side.

Arthit kissed Kongpob's long neck down to his collar bone. Arthit has always loved Kongpob's chest. Kongpob had just the right amount of muscle highlighting the contours leading down to his abs. Arthit gave open mouth kisses and licks, dragging his tongue across Kongpob's chest from one nipple to the other. As Arthit continued to suck and tease Kongpob, he grabbed Kongpob's dick in his hand. He tapped the leaking dick, and started pumping. Kongpob moaned, and thrash about turning his head left and right.

Slowly, Arthit kissed and marked wherever he could sink his teeth in. He made his way down to Kongpob's dick, and engulfed him whole. Licking the back of Kongpob's dick along the vein from the base back to the tip, and then plunging all the way down as far as he can go. He cupped his left palm on Kongpob's balls as he took Kongpob's dick deeper. He can never take all of Kongpob's length, but he hasn't stopped trying.

"Arthit....ahh... I'm coming."

Kongpob shot his heavyload in Arthit's mouth. There was so much that Arthit couldn't swallow quick enough. Some of it dripped along the side of Arthit's mouth. Arthit wiped the excess with the back of his hand, and licked his lips clean.

Arthit reached his hand back into his nightstand drawer, and grabbed a bottle of lube. He squirted some on Kongpob's hole, and some on his own anxious dick. He was so hard, he was ready to explode. He hastily prepared Kongpob. When Kongpob relaxed a little, his dick was already leaking at the entrance of Kongpob's hole. He plunged himself all in one go. What Kongpob had in length, Arthit made up in girth.

"Ahhh... Arthit! Fuck!"

"Sorry. I love you Kong."

"Agh... okay...easy my love. I wanna walk tomorrow."

Arthit started thrusting gently, but soon his desires took over, and gentle was out the window. Arthit lifted Kongpob's legs over his shoulders, and unceremoniously pounded into Kongpob until his orgasm came hard with a shiver coursing through him. Both of them laid there sweaty on top of each other, and on top of a pile of no longer clean clothes. Tangled together, breathing in against each other's ears, and smiling warmly to themselves.

End of snippets from flashback

So, Kongpob is beyond exhausted these days. The extra sex on top of their regular schedule has made him take naps at work. He needs to keep up his energy to face his next challenge. He just needs to survive ten more days.

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AN: Please excuse my shamelessly perverted mind. I needed some action. 🙈🙉🙊