confusions of the heart

got to be kidding me!

Sitting to a table, type looked to his pop to watch has the ice started to melt to shake his head here and there has he kept his eyes down.
How in the Fuck did this asshole get me to go to an eatery with him? Mmm..... He has gotten better at being more dominate I guess, also I'm curious about that kid he came in with. Is he....
Type gulped and hard to continue to look to his drink.
They looked up to eye over type who hadent moved or touched his drink.
"Is.... The something wrong with your drink?"
Type took in a deep breathe to start to play with his fingers under the table to watch the action.
"Why am I here....... Tharn?"
Tharn darted his eyes to then look down without an expression.
"You said you wanted to get something to drink."
Type signed to look back down.
"This.... Wasn't what I was thinking of.... Also didn't need to come here with you."
Tharn looked to type to eye him over.
"You shouldn't be drinking alcohol."
Type rolled his eyes.
Still a fucking goody two shoes.
Type then turned his head to look at the wall.
"What is it you want?"
"I..... Would like to.....aquire your services."
Type gritted his teeth.
"There are thousands of dojos around here you can take your kid too.... Also.. . Where is he?"
Tharn looked over type to then sit back.
"I placed him in the car."
Type shook his head.
You are not being a great father tharn.
Type signed.
"You.... Should be with him then. If that's all."
Type started to stand to then look to tharn who eyed over him narrowly for type to sit back down to look down.
Why do you have to look at me like that?
"Tharn.... I'm not going to take on the kid okay. Find another dojo."
Tharn moved back to eye over type.
"That is not the services I was to speak of."
Types eyes widened to then look to tharn up and down to part his lips.
"Are you talking about what I think you are...."
Tharn raised an eye brow.
Type scoffed to then get up to place his hands to the table to really stare tharn down.
"You are a shitty husband, and a shitty father. Also how dare you ask me of that! I'm not a god damn prostitute you sick Fuck! Jeeez! I haven't seen or heard from you in 8 years and you come at me like.... Go to hell!"
Type grabbed his drink to then splash it over tharn to then grab his bag to place over himself to storm off.
Tharn jumped back to look down at his suit to dart his eyes to then turn his head to look over types retreating back to a bit confused with everything he just said, tharn then got up to follow.
Type stomped to the streets to have his head hung to shake it.
What in the mother fucking hell was all that! Why did I have to go to this place with him! Why did I have to entertain him at any rate given everything he has fucking done to me! I am so fucking...
Before type could finish that thought, he was pulled and hard by his wrist to a near by alley.
Type widened his eyes to then look to the action to shake his wrist and hard.
"Let go you son of a bitch! What the Fuck is wrong with you! Let go! Nn!"
Shoved to the wall, type slide down a bit to quickly recover to then move up to eye over tharn.
"What the hell!"
Tharn looked over him in anger.
"This is a 1,200 baht suit type!"
Type rolled his eyes to then wrap his arms about himself
"Deserve so much worse. Now if you'll excuse me."
Type turned to then be stopped to eye over tharns hand.
"I believe you are under a delusion here type."
Type took in a deep breathe to calm himself to then turn to eye over tharn.
"Mm.... Am I now. Fuck you."
Tharn raised an eye brow to bring up his hand to place to his chin to then use his thumb to move it over his bottom lip.
"Knew you wanted that."
Type widened his eyes has he saw tharn come closer to then place his hands to his chest to push him off.
"You have lost your god damn mind tharn! What the Fuck is wrong with you! And..."
Has type started to talk, tharn turned his head to look down the alley to see people going by to then look down to talk, asking what was going on and if they should call the police.
Tharn turned his head to look to type to go to him to place his hands above his head to then crush his mouth to his.
Type stood there in shock.
The passer byers looked down to then go quickly away.
Type Darted his eyes over tharn to start to breathe very heavily before he could act, his eyes widened a bit wider has tharn slipped in his tongue.
Types heart beated very hard in his chest.
What the...
Type then squeezed his eyes tight has he felt that familiar tongue go about his own, type couldn't help but to melt, it also didn't help that tharn had gotten better at French kissing.
Type couldn't help but to move his tongue with tharns to then have his brain work a bit.
This tongue has been in tublas mouth type! If tharn has a son, tubla and him have to be married by now and... And...
Type made a very hard face to then bite into tharns tongue to then be able to push him back to then place his hand to his dick to squeeze has he looked to him, tharn hunched himself over a bit to grab onto type.
"Type...."
"You ever touch me again, I will take little tharn here has my trophy, you sick twisted bastard! How can you cheat on your husband and son with there....ugh! You make me sick!"
Type then let tharn go to then leave and quick, tharn got on his knees to place his hands to his crotch to make a face to turn his head to look over type.
What the hell!