And It Started Like This

Join Me

A/N: Currently watching The Casagrandes, I have been hooked with this cartoon.

Here's the first installment of this story.

Enjoy, loves

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The two guys tripped through the front door of Gulf's flat, completely enveloped in a frantic kiss, bodies and lips mashed together fiercely, almost pulling the front door off its hinges. All of the sudden, Mew fell over the rug's edges, striking his head on the key holder, and the shorter guy pushed him to the wall, slamming him against the wall. scraping his fingernails beneath Mew's already significantly crumpled shirt, leaving brilliant red markings in the brunette's smooth, pale flesh, the brunet hungrily kissed his lips.

Grabbing the other boy's lean, strong body with more intense want and need than ever before, Mew was on fire. Gulf's tanned skin was kissed and chewed by him as he lowered his head to his neck. He'd only had this boy once before, but he knew he wanted more. Plenty more. Mew was a man who had had a taste of something great and would do anything for another fix, and he felt like this Kanawut guy was a narcotic, an addictive substance.

Refusing to evade the brunette's grip, Gulf backed them down the corridor to his bedroom door and backed them up again. The couple nearly fell inside the room after a desperate twist of the doorknob. With a light thump, they landed on the bed, entangled in each other's limbs. Gulf, who had climbed to the top, straddled Mew and slammed his pelvis into the brunette's.

As the passionate roll of Gulf's pelvis generated a painful friction, Mew let out an electric gasp. When powerful hands grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the bed above him, he moaned and sought to rip off the brunet's shirt but was stopped. Mew was taken aback by the smaller man's physical power, as he was proving to be a sexual fireball who was also pushy and demanding.

Gulf leaned in with a wicked grin on his face and smacked Mew's lips with teasing hot kisses while unbuttoning the brunette's shirt with his free hand. He licked his way down Mew's muscular chest, stopping to bite one of his hard nipples and earning a pleasured cry for his efforts when he was done with it.

As he peeled off his shirt to expose his toned, tight body, to Mew's chagrin, the brunet was suddenly off the bed and across the room, his passion filled eyes staring into Mew's silver ones.

Mew pulled himself up on his elbows, unimpressed by the other guy's abrupt distance. Trying to conceal the sound of his anxiety by asking, "What are you doing, Kanawut?" he said, hoping to appear more relaxed than he was.

Gulf raised an eyebrow and stated, "I'm taking a shower." He disappeared into the en-suite bathroom and asked, "Would you like to join me?"

Before his thoughts caught up with the request, Mew froze for a moment of disbelief. After that, his legs couldn't keep up with him as he threw himself off the bed and ran after Gulf.

Mew's breath hitched as he stepped into the bathroom, which was already steaming from the hot water, and watched Gulf through the foggy glass of the shower stall, water dripping down his beautiful back and dripping off his incredibly tight, round ass, leaving red, scalded rivlets down his skin, leaving red, scalded rivlets down his skin. As the brunette tossed his head back into the shower's hard spray, Mew believed he could cream himself right then and then because his untamed hair was now wet and clinging to his face.

Gulf's lips parted slightly as he turned to stare at Mew, gasping and groaning as the hot water cascaded over his body. "If you don't hurry up, it's going to get very lonely in here pretty quickly," he said, reaching down to yank at his own throbbing erection with a hand.

That was enough to rouse Mew up from his slumber, and he swiftly changed into his clothing. He took his wallet out of his back pocket and searched it for a condom. When he finally found one, he casually tossed the wallet aside. In the shower, he slid into the door and slammed it shut behind him.