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"You guys are such a waste of resources." Best friend Mix, holding Montow with one hand and reaching out to scratch the chin of another white kitten with the other, commented on Khaotung's private life. "How rare tops are, and you two tops ended up together, what a waste of resources."
Yes, Khaotung and First are together, it was just confirmed yesterday, Khaotung confessed. Actually, you can't count him as confessing first, it was clearly First who flirted for the millionth time, "Friend! Are you seducing me? Are you in love with me!" Khaotung just blurted back, "Huh? Yeah." And then it was that.
Khaotung hunkered down on the couch with a pillow and watched his best friend play with the cat, giggling, "That's not a problem."
Mix turned around to observe his expression and stared in shock, "Khaotung, you're not planning to be a bottom for him, are you?"
"What's wrong with being a bottom? Aren't you one too?"
Mix is very sensitive about being a top or bottom. Although he is the one who likes to lie down and enjoy himself, he is always reluctant to admit it, like he is ashamed to confess that he is a bottom. When he heard Khaotung's words, he jumped over to cover Khaotung's mouth. Montow immediately leaped away and ran away.
"What's wrong with being a bottom," Khaotung screamed as he dodged his friend's sniping palms, "Being a bottom doesn't mean you're the weaker party! Didn’t P'Earth tell you the same thing? What's there to be embarrassed about?"
"I'll tear your mouth off!" Mix growled.
***
"Mix does seem embarrassed to talk about this top-bottom thing, but Khaotung doesn't seem to care, why don't you have a frank talk with him?" Earth, having just finished a round of workout, wiped his sweat and said to First, who was sitting in the lounge area, "Not every bottom doesn't want to be a top."
First glanced at him sadly.
"Ooooh, sorry, forgot you didn't want to."
First sighed, dropping his head into his hands and gripping his hair, "Is he really a bottom? But he's so tough on me sometimes."
"Mix was tougher on me, and what happened?" Earth shook his sweaty t-shirt and said with certainty, "From my experience, he must be a pure bottom."
First looked dazed, "It's not that I don't want to top. With two bottoms together surely one of them has to be the sacrifice, and I don't want him to be that sacrifice. But I'm just scared."
"Scared of what?" Earth asked in confusion. First's aggrieved eyes glared at him. Earth immediately understood, "Afraid that you can’t get turned on?"
"... And I'm afraid of making him uncomfortable with bad techniques. He looks so good at it, what if I can't satisfy him." First bitterly continued to grip his hair.
***
"The technique thing can be practiced and improved, the main thing is that you can't let the top alone make the effort, the bottom has to move too." Mix calmed down and sat next to Khaotung and started passing out some tips.
Khaotung tapped on his cell phone memo, "Hmmmmm, yes, First sometimes gets sore back when he’s tired, I can't make him do all the humping."
"And then there's preparation and lubrication, you must be careful if it's your first time bottom. You can't rush it, and if First can't wait you kick him!"
"No way, I can't let him know that I haven't been a bottom before," Khaotung tapped his phone without looking up.
Mix rolled his eyes.
***
"Do you think Khaotung will know that I’ve never topped?" First plopped down on the barbell and sighed for the eight hundredth time, "He's such a soft sweet bottom, what if he realizes I can't satisfy him?"
Tired of persuasion, Earth swept that little face off the barbell and lifted it a couple of times with ease. "Don't worry, just follow the FierceTop Code I just taught you and I'm sure he'll feel so good that he won't be able to leave you ever."
First sighed for the 801st time as he hung onto the rowing machine next to him.
***
The day has finally arrived. After the shoot, the two of them went out for a few drinks with the crew, and when the alcohol hit their heads, Khaotung tugged at him to go home together. First followed Khaotung with a red face and waved goodbye to the crowd at the karaoke bar, Earth quietly gave First a thumbs up, and Mix, coming back from the restroom, gave Khaotung a wink.
Khaotung's house was too far away, so they headed back to First's small apartment. They kissed from the entrance to the bedroom in a hurry. It hadn't been more than a few days since they'd confirmed their relationship and there hadn't been too much intimacy other than a kiss on the cheek and a touch on the lips, so Khaotung was so happy to be holding First's face and kissing him hard, that he felt the hairs on the back of his head stood up by themselves. The sensation of going from best friends to lovers was too new for his body to get used to, and it was all very exciting.
First leaned over the bed and Khaotung rode on top of him, bending over to kiss him.
First's hands were on Khaotung's waist, gripping him and moving him back and forth, Khaotung stripped down to a tank top and boxers, his cotton fabric-covered ass pressed against First rubbing and grinding against him.
"Fuck, Fir is such a nice controlled top," Khaotung thought as he kissed, "Ruthless just as me."
"Fuck, Tung is such a soft and knows-how-to-ride bottom," First squeezed his partner's waist nervously with his eyes closed, "how his waist is softer than mine."
In the heat of the moment, both of them got hard. Khaotung didn't need First to push at all and ground himself on First's lower body. The two hot cocks rub against each other through the thin fabric. First's hands were eagerly roaming over Khaotung's body, touching the tight flesh wrapped in his tank top.
"Firfir," Khaotung whispered, biting First's lip, "I want it."
All First could feel was a rush of blood to the brain. A little man in his head was screaming: Give it to him! Just give it to him! What could possibly be hard to top? It's just a piston movement! Who can't be a top now?
First grabbed Khaotung's ass and rubbed it, feeling the touch was even more resilient than his own, and gave himself a secret pep talk: First you can do this.
"Tung, I'll make you comfortable."
Khaotung blinked, feeling how First looks like he was running off to war, and not being able to think too much, nodded and said, "Okay?"
"Rule number one of the SweetBottom Code," Mix counted off on his fingers for Khaotung, "give him a blowjob, suck him until he's so hard he's about to explode, then sit on it yourself."
Khaotung peeled off First's panty and cupped the heavy cock and licked it, his confidence instantly boosted by the sound of First's loud gasp coming from above his head.
"Rule number one of the FierceTop Code," Earth said to First, holding up a dumbbell, "Grab him by the hair while he's sucking you off, not too hard, but guide his rhythm, gasp out loud, and give him encouragement."
First grabbed Khaotung's hair and gently tugged on the strands, driving him up and down and tilting his head back in time to moan. "Tung... right there..."
Khaotung would have tilted his head and froze if he wasn't holding the dick in his mouth. Something wasn't quite right. But First's gasp wouldn't stop, and he shook off the odd sensation to continue sucking on the cock.
"FierceTop Code #2," Earth put down the dumbbells and sat back into the chest press machine, "Rock your hip slowly, be careful not to push too hard, a good top needs to know how to use his hip."
First was being sucked to the point of lightheaded when he remembered the FierceTop Code and hurriedly got on his toes, lifted his hips on the sheets, and gently pushed into Khaotung's mouth.
Khaotung obediently did a couple of deep throats and looked up at First who was gripping the head rail of the bed and panting with his eyes closed and instantly felt his cock filling up with blood rapidly. Whether First was going to explode or not he didn't know. He himself was literally so hard he was about to explode. He held First's raised hips and spat out the cock, switching to his hand to continue. First looked like he was lost in the pleasure and didn't notice Khaotung was staring at him, subconsciously pushing his hips up again. Khaotung lowered his head to look at First's parted thighs, his eyes moved to the small opening between his buttock that loomed with the movement, and gulped.
"SweetBottom Code #2," Mix held up a second finger, "Lubricate yourself in front of him so he can watch your finger go in."
Khaotung rubbed his hard, throbbing cock, "Fir, lube?"
First responded casually and lifted his legs to reveal the small opening behind him. But in less than half a second, First popped up on the bed with his legs together as if he had been electrocuted, and he knelt on the bed, staring wide-eyed at Khaotung, who was also kneeling staring at him.
Khaotung didn't say anything and neither did First.
Khaotung was literally on the verge of exploding now. The tightly closed, quivering, shrunken hole he had just seen in a flash of lightning struck into his mind like a thunderbolt, leaving a shadow that replayed over and over again in front of his eyes. He felt his cock throb in his boxers.
First's eyes immediately shot to Khaotung's lower body. The already fully erect shaft was wrapped in cotton fabrics, the thick long shape visible, a little bit of flesh-red tip holding out the edge of the boxers, vaguely spitting out pre-cum. First could only feel his hole contracting subconsciously, gulping in air. He sat upright, not daring to breathe.
"Fir? lube?" Khaotung came back to his senses first.
"Hmm? Oh, draw, drawer." First woke up like a dream.
Khaotung felt something was wrong, but dutifully played the role of a sweet bottom by getting up and pulling off his boxers, freeing his cock, and then rolling over to open the nightstand drawer for lubrication.
"Oww!" First suddenly jumped up and lunged to press the drawer shut. A long, thick vibrator was pushed back into the nightstand with a thud.
Khaotung stared at the closed drawer.
"Tung," First sat up on his knees on the bed and closed his palms, "Never mind all that, I promise I can make you satisfied."
Khaotung let out a 'hmmm'.
First immediately rolled over and opened the drawer and pulled out the lubricant and condom, closed the nightstand with a thud, then opened the lid of the lubricant in front of Khaotung, changed his tone to commanding, and said in a deep hushed voice, "Lay back down and I'll open you up."
Khaotung raised an eyebrow and pushed First back into the pillows with one hand and snatched the bottle with the other.
"Owww!" First screamed and flailed on the bed, trying to get up, and was pinned to the bed by Khaotung's hand, still not being quiet, and cried out urgently, "Tung, let me do it! I can!"
Khaotung rolled over and rode on him, his heavy prick pushing against First's belly, and First went quiet.
"You can what?" Khaotung's tone was smooth, his expression calm. "can fuck me?"
First couldn't decide what Khaotung meant, "I... can?"
Khaotung nodded rather appreciatively before tipping the bottle to pour himself a handful of lubrication and reaching back as First watched.
"Tung, let me help you... Ow!" Khaotung squeezed a finger in his ass cheek, found the opening quickly, and pushed the finger in with the lubrication.
"Spread your legs a little," Khaotung sat forward to give First's legs some room. First padded his toes and lifted his hips. The long-awaited hole opened up eagerly, gulping the finger.
The body was honest but First's face turned a bit red, "What are you doing, I told you I will make you satisfied, you don't have to be like this. Oh..." Khaotung turned his finger and ran it along the wall, First shivered when he reached a certain point. First pouted, "Why are you doing this Tung, you always take care of me like this, I want to take care of you too. "
Khaotung squeezed in a second finger. It was a little tight, and not very easy to get in, and First finally stopped chattering, closing his eyes tightly and tilting his head back to pant softly. The sensation of being stretched out was full and comfortable, and the sensitive prostate was occasionally rubbed, making his cock jump a few times, just to poke Khaotung's slowly rocking buttocks.
After First gradually got used to the rhythm of the two fingers poking and prodding, he couldn't help but push himself up to swallow the fingers deeper, the sticky lubricating sound mixed with First's soft panting. "Tung... give me the lube so I can help you open up..." He reached out for the bottle, which Khaotung dodged.
Looking up, Khaotung was looking down at him as well, his gaze sullen, sweat seeping out at the tip of his nose. "You still want to fuck me?"
"Yeah..." First nodded as he gently rocked his hips, pushing his sensitive spot to Khaotung's fingers, "I can."
"How? Fuck me with a vibrator in your ass?"
First considered, "Not completely impossible."
"Fuck." Khaotung cursed, his cock bouncing heavily against First's belly. He pressed down to kiss First, taking the man's lips and sucking on them repeatedly while holding the hole open with his middle and ring fingers and slowly squeezing his index finger along the wall. First let out a sweet moan he'd never heard before between their mouths. The three fingers were wrapped so tightly that there was hardly any room for movement, but Khaotung curled his middle finger and pushed the hard knuckle against First's prostate.
First tilted his neck up with his eyes closed, too pleasured to speak. The hard, hot cock jerked and hit Khaotung's ass, leaving wet trails.
Khaotung relentlessly chased after his lips. Gasping for breath First held his face red and veered off to moan.
"Fir," Khaotung kissed his neck, calling him back to his senses, "Firfir... Let me in."
"Huh?" First gasped, frowning as his hole clutched, trying to make the retreating fingers stay. He lay quietly for half a second before picking his brain back up. "But I'm the top?"
Khaotung put the condom on himself and couldn't help but smile as he listened to First still rambling on, reaching out to press a finger quickly against his already soft hole, the wet, loose opening immediately wrapping around the fingertip and First sighed out in satisfaction.
"You almost cum on my fingers, what top?"
One finger was always a bit insufficient for an already opened hole, and First protested in displeasure, "Versatile then, I can satisfy a pure bottom like you."
"Pure what?"
"Pure bottom... ah..."
"Hmm? Pure what?" Khaotung slowly squeezed the head in. The thickest part of the cock pressed against the tightest muscle, and Khaotung reached down and took hold of First's cock lying on his belly and jerked a few times, pushing his head in a little harder. First was stretched to his fullest, his hand holding his leg, and was silent for a moment.
The head finally squeezed through that ring of muscle and into the cavern. First gasped out a breath. Khaotung stopped there and waited for him to adjust.
"What did you just say about something pure?"
First opened one eye, and replied candidly, "I was wrong."
Khaotung chuckled, "So Firfir still wants to fuck me?"
First hugged his legs and pushed up on Khaotung’s cock slowly fucking himself, sighing in comfort, "It’s... it's not impossible, if Tung wants to, I, I can."
"Can you cum without anal stimulation?"
First finally laughed out, "I can't! Happy now? Can you move now?"
Khaotung grinned and bent down to kiss the corner of his mouth, "We're not switching then, it's fine just the way it is."
The change in position coupled with First's strained laughter caused that cock to change angles and poke around inside, First was so aroused that his toes curled and he laughed and gasped as he dodged Khaotung's pecks and kisses, "I went all the way to learn the FierceTop code, how can a beautiful sweet bottom like you be a top!"
"Then how can a tall handsome top like you be a bottom!" Khaotung chased after him and bit his neck.
"What's wrong with being a bottom, being a bottom doesn't make me less handsome!"
First pushed against Khaotung's mouth, sensitized, and craned his neck to squeal as his hole subconsciously tightened, and both of them instantly let out a moan.
"Move please!" First pushed against Khaotung's face, "I wish I could get you to learn P'Earth's FierceTop code."
"Will you stop mentioning other people's names in bed?" Khaotung buried his head and went to nibble on his ear, rocking up his hips as he did so. First's body clenched with the tickles, his sweet hole twisting around the throbbing dick, wrapping tightly around the shaft as if the shape of every vein on it was imprinted. First wrapped his arms around Khaotung's neck in a soothing embrace, his legs lifting to rest on his arms, and then being pushed and folded over by Khaotung, almost pressed up against his shoulders, his hole completely exposed for easy access to that cock.
"How did I get so lucky Tung," First said with his little mouth still blazing and his eyes closed as he gasped, "I thought you were a bottom, I was so ready to top you."
Khaotung muttered inwardly, I almost lubricated myself, and responded with, "Right, lift your legs a little more."
"Wow I'm really lucky, I've found a top now, I'm going to show off to P'Earth... ah!" First's ranting finally ended with Khaotung delivering a deep thump to his prostate, the rest was all just words that didn't fit into a sentence, and First's usually jumpy brain finally jammed up and couldn't think of anything else but the cock inside him.
Khaotung pressed against First, grabbing First's hands and pressing them into the pillow. He pushed and rocked, and soon went back to wrap First in a kiss as he could never get enough of those lips. Mouths and tongues stirred, the sound of water mixed with gasps and moans.
"Firfir, can you cum without touching?" Khaotung gasped and whispered in his ear.
First eagerly met each thump, his cock leaking precum all over his belly and leaving a small puddle of water there. "Yes, yes I can... there, yes... I'm almost..."
Khaotung gasped and bent down to kiss him, First's kisses had long lost their finesse and would only gasp between their lips. Soon he clasped Khaotung's hand and rolled his eyes as he came hard, his cock hanging untouched between the two of them, the sticky white spend traced a line across his chest, even hanging onto his jaw. Khaotung didn't stop, he lowered his head to lick First's cum, sucking and nibbling at the patch of skin on his chest and followed it up with his own release into the condom as well.
First's still overly sensitive body shook like a fish out of water at Khaotung's final grind, and with Khaotung's sigh, the spent cock spilled out another bit of cum.
"Whoa," First gasps with his eyes closed.
Khaotung rolled off of him, removed the condom and knotted it, and threw it away, laying flat next to him and calming his breathing as well. They looked at each other, seeing each other's sweaty faces and hair, and suddenly burst out laughing together. The light chuckle evolved into a loud laugh as Khaotung fiddled with his hair and couldn't stop laughing, and next to him First covered his eyes with the back of his hand, also cursing as he laughed.
"My friend, we all seem to be so stupid."
Khaotung smiled and rolled over to look at him, "Firfir."
"What?" First turned to look at him as well.
"Firfir."
"What now!"
"It's not friend it's boyfriend," Khaotung whined with a pout.
"Okay, okay, boyfriend!" First moved over and kissed Khaotung on his pouting mouth, "Satisfied?"
Khaotung was satisfied, but there was one more thing to emphasize, "You can top me too if you want."
"Why would I top you, it’s not like you want to bottom." First was speechless.
Khaotung grinned and moved over to First, cupping his face and kissing him on the forehead. “Maybe, maybe not.”
***
Mix lay on his boyfriend's lap, pressing the remote control to change the channel while worrying, "What if Khaotung can’t fake a bottom well enough?"
Earth reclined on the sofa wearing glasses and was reading his script, casually responded, and then suddenly sat up, Mix couldn't lie properly with the new position.
"What are you doing?"
"Khaotung is a top?" said Earth, looking at Mix from above the lenses.
"Yeah, what else could he be? Him and First, two tops got together, that's why I taught him how to... Ahem, why? Why are you so nervous?"
"Nothing..." Earth said as he grabbed his script to shield his face and slowly laid back down.
"Ugh, I'm really worried that First will hurt Khaotung if he doesn't take it slowly."
"Uh huh…" Earth nodded as he gripped the script.
"What's wrong with you," Mix keenly pressed down on the script with one hand and pointed at his boyfriend's nose with the other, "What did you do? Spill!"
Earth gripped the small blanket, blinked innocently, and swallowed.