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Kwon Taekjoo's POV
Today was my birthday and that bastard Zhenya dragged me all the way to Maldives to 'Celebrate', sulking that I forgot to spend time with him on his birthday last year, so this year, he gets to decide where and how we enjoy this day.
It was a struggle to take a few days off my job, but looking at those icy blue eyes, with those long lashes and his sulky attitude... the bastard just looks too adorable to say no to. So here we are, lounging in a peaceful and posh beach resort, quite boring, but I may as well enjoy this moment before this bastard drags me to our hotel room and enjoy this day according to his tastes and fantasies.
I stood up from the deck chair, looked to my left, and asked, " Oi Zhenya, do you want something to drink? I'll get something from the bar". He tilted his sun glasses, opened one eye and smirked, "Yes, you Zaika. I want to drink you", opened his arms and smiled wide.
Damn this bastard. No shame or whatsoever saying this in public.
"Alright, I'll get anything then", and walked off.
The area around looks too grand for any commoner like me to afford, wondering how much does that bastard spent to be here. "Great, I still have his black card", I took the card out of my pocket and leaned on the counter. Tapping the card on the surface to get attention, I noticed an asian guy to my right.
"Ya! That's my mango smoothie!". Looking at him, the asian guy has tanned complexion- lighter than mine, dark haired, friendly features with a youthful aura. He was holding a tall glass with a yellow drink, with a taller european man holding his wrist and directing this poor asian guy's drink and straw to his mouth. "ILAY! Dont finish that now!" He sounds annoyed, voice going up a pitch higher, looking like an apple, red from either embarrasment or annoyance.
"Hey, dont bully him. If you're rich enough to be here, why dont you buy own drink then?", I spoke without thinking. Both of then looked at me. One looked horrified, the other looked annoyed . Ah, this european guy has the same aura with that bastard Zhenya.
"Aha, nobody taught you to mind your own business, stranger?", this taller guy says as he stood straight up and walked towards me. The shorter asian hugged his left arm blurting out, "Ilay! Calm down, i said, Calm down, yaaaa!" He is now pulling him back.
The taller guy looked back, paused, after what it seems like an eternity, he said, "Sometimes I dont know what to do with you Taei, why do people get drawn to saving you,huh?" The voice dropped an octave lower.
What is between this two? Feels weird...
"For the record, Ilay, you really do look like you're bullying me!", the shorter guy reprimanded. He is adorable.
"You're korean, right?" I interrupted. "Your features look like korean." Oh, i got both their attention again. The asian straightened up, smiled, stepped forward and held out his right hand- saying "Yes yes, I'm Jeong Taeui, this is I- Ilay Reigrow, he's German. You can call me Tay, but this guy.... please call him Reigrow or Rick." I shook his hand and introduced myself, "Kwon Taekjoo, Korean".
"Thanks for whatever you did earlier, dont worry he's not bullying me or anything," Tay says while looking at his half finished mango smoothie. "As you say", i answered - and went to order my drink. If i stay here a bit longer, that bastard may start using the hotel cctv to find me. Looking back again, I see the pair I interrupted earlier, talking closely, seems like the asian guy is still reprimanding the other, eyebrows furrowed. He's a bit cute, i smirked.
At dusk, while visiting some souvenir shop, i meet the asian guy again. He looks stressed, thinking hard and muttering, "Do they even like fridge magnets? Shirts?". "Taei, tay, right?", I interrupted his thoughts, speaking in korean. He looked up and smiled, "Hey, you're the guy earlier! Nice to meet you again!", then looked back at the stuff in his hands. "You need help in choosing?" I asked. "Not really, maybe I'm just overthinking this stuff" - and he dumped everything in a small shopping basket. "Where's that German guy?", I asked, looking around. "Ah Ilay, he said he has some business to do with someone", he looked up, picked up a cup with artistic patterns, frowned and said, "Hey Mr Kwon Taekjoo, please dont take Ilay too seriously, na, you two stressed me out earlier". "As you say", i answered back, picking up some stuff for my own, "by the way you can call me Taekjoo". He looked at me and noded. "Are you alone here, Taekjoo?", he asked and placed the cup in his basket. "Well, i'm here with a certain bastard-" i got cut off when a hand squeezed my shoulder. "Zaika, i see you got a new friend", spoken in english with Russian accent. I looked up and met a pair of icy blue eyes, looking down at me then shifted to Tay. I felt the hands slowly made it's way to my waist and pulled me close, Zhenya added " It's time for our dinner reservation, we'll have to meet your friend again later". Tay stared at us, looked uncomfortable but smiled. "See you around, Tay", and I waved good bye, turned around with this bastard. Annoying, it's not everyday I meet some korean overseas and he had to ruin it.
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3 in the morning, after several hours of intense activity with this bastard, i got waken up by a phone ringing. I looked to my right, Zhenya is wide awake, sitting on the bed, wearing the hotel robe, typing away in a laptop. "Zaika, shall i answer it for you?", he asked, looking at me, voice laced with amusement. My hips felt sore as i sat down, no every part of my body is sore. I looked at my chest and abdomen, full of bite marks, both nipples swolen, God knows what is the state of my lower half. "No, and you dont have to abuse me like this, you bastard", i groaned while reaching out to the ringing phone. I heard a chukle as i answered, "Yes mom. Ok. Yes. Yes, i'm fine. Yes, will do. Bye"
Putting on a shirt and pyjama, took a pack of cigarette and said, "I'll smoke outside for a moment". Zhenya looked up from his laptop and with concern, asked "is the old lady alright?". "Yeah, just one friend in the hospital, mom was worried", i answered and closed the glass door to the balcony, which has the stairs that leads to the pool area.
Smoking in a cool early morning breeze after an intense bed activity, really hits the spot. Finishing a stick of cigarette, i made my way back to the balcony stairs only to hear "Mnhhhh, not here". The voice sounded weirly familiar, and seems to be in distress. I made my way to the pool side, and saw Tay sitting on the edge of a sun chair, 2 beer cans on his side.
I walked towards the him, wondering why is he out and awake in this time, then i heard, "nhhhhhh, ih-Ilay..aaaahhhh". Oh shit. It's clearer now, Tay's shorts are on the floor, he's naked on the bottom half, with the German kneeling in the middle of his legs, both arms hugging his waist, holding him in place. I was glued to my tracks when I saw the German guy bobbed his head down, and earned another "aaaaaah, Ilay please.... mmmmmmhhhh...". The German guy saw me fron the corner of his eyes, smirked with Tay's genital in his mouth. Shit, shit, shit, wrong timing.
"Ilay, please, let's bring this inside", Tay begged. Oh, so this is how he sounds like when aroused.
The German moved his head up, licking the underside of Tay's dick, earning another high pitched moan. He looked up at him fondly and said, "No", licked off the precum on Tays penis and then went back to the sucking. Tay is now a crying and moaning mess, the German's mouth and tongue must have felt phenomenal.
I didnt realize i made my way to them and is now standing directly at Tay's back. Then another, "mmmmmmhhhhhh, Ilay, im gunna- nnnnnnhhhh", he's shivering uncontrollably.
The German looked up and saw me, he raised his eyebrows. I smirked and wraped my right hand to Tay's chin, tilting his head up. He looks like a hot mess, his sweaty skin looked immaculate in the moonlight, eyes glossy and unfocused with arousal, drool dripping on the sides of his mouth, what a vixen. When he realized who was holding his head, he blurted out, "Taek...aaaaaah". "Dont say anyone's name when we're doing this," the German guy warned in a low, almost angry voice while squeezing the base of Tay' cock. He licked the slit opening and made circular movements with his tongue on the head. "Aaaaah, Ilay, Ilay, dont do thaaaaaaaah, let me cuuuu...mmmmnnnhhhh", Tay was in distress now, crying, biting his lower lip.
Still tilting his head up, my thumb made it's way to Tay's lower lip, freeing it from his teeth, and i thrusted it to his mouth. Damn, this is hot. This action earned a low predatory growl from between Tay's legs. "Nnnnn...aaaaaaahhhh, god, Ilay, please....", Tay begged. The vibration of the growl must have felt amazing.
What a glorious sight.
"Ah, Zaika, i was wondering where you went", i felt a hot breath and whisper to my left ear. Letting go of Tay's chin, i turned around and Zhenya pulled me, kissed intensely, lips, tongue, teeth and all. Damn, he is angry. He broke off the kiss and looked down on Tay and the German, then looked at me, "Zaika, you're disturbing other guests". He pulled me closer to him and whispered in my ear, "You should be punished, little bunny".
Zhenya wrapped his arm around my waist and dragged me back. Shit, i dont think i will be able stand or even enjoy the beach in the morning.
As we made our way to the stairs, a high pitched moan filled the air followed by a breathy voice calling out "Ilay" three times.
Ah, he managed to cum.
"Shall we do that,too, my Zaika? But in the day time i mean, that will be more fun", Zhenya squeezed my hip and kissed the side of my head. Im in deep trouble with this bastard!
I stomped my way back to our room and closed the balcony door with a loud bang.
Looking at my right hand, I can still feel Tay's lips and tongue on my thumb, his aroused face, his strained moans. Focusing on my thumb, bought it to my mouth and licked it.
Damn Jeong Taeui.