A short, sudden story of two young Tomboys. Let's take a quick look and read it like getting on the train and just a moment later we'll be at the destination station.

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1. There is a chapter.

love scene

male love male model

2. The characters and plot are just the imagination of the author. Nothing is true at all.

Please leave some of the writer's old work.

"Uh oh."

The moans from the chubby mouth of the owner's body, which tensed after releasing the last drop of the stream of emotion, caused the people above to blush bright red.

"P'Peck is really sexy, you know that," Issara said, placing his hand on Palitchoke's stomach. Take a breather

The heart-rhythm activity for the two men had begun half an hour before when Issara brought food to wake the people in the room, but it turned out that they were doing something else instead and it just ended now.

"P'Peck"

"Hm?" The sleeping person raised his head.

"Camping in my legs, Tom."

"Hold...then how are you going to get up if Tom is still sitting on you?"

"Wait just a moment."

Normally, I produce TomTom products. I will always be the one playing. But yesterday, since your uncle was clumsy, he accidentally stumbled and fell and flipped his leg until he sprained his ankle. He was just lying on the bed like this.

Yesterday evening, when Issara returned from outside business and walked into the house, at first she was shocked until things fell. When he saw P'Palit lying quietly on the pavement, When I swooped in to take a closer look, I realized that the person with an injured leg couldn't move and stood up, so he was sleeping and waiting for Issara to return.

...I don't plan on crawling. I'm going to hurry and help myself and find some medicine first. If you leave it until it swells and it hurts a lot..

But still Although only his legs were injured, his nose, mouth, tongue, hands, and everything else were still 100% functional as before.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Issara slowly lifted her buttocks and used her hands to lift her legs over the sleeping man's body, bringing them together to one side. When the cramps subsided, I reached out and grabbed a tissue to wipe up the little produce that had worn off and the millions of little ones that were lying dead all over the product and on my back.

“Huh, Tom isn't even thirty yet. Why are his legs so weak?"

"Well, Tom doesn't exercise much. Just eat and sleep."

Issara squinted her mouth and looked at the person who was talking with her eyes closed.

"P'Peck is doing exercise for one thing as well. Just say it."

Whatever Issara eats, P'Palit also eats it all the time. I have never seen or eaten anything.

"But if you do it like this, I'll be fine. Hehe."

“Next time, it's better to throw heads and tails. Otherwise, P'Peck will become lazy. Tom always had an injured leg."

Issara arranged herself to put on clothes. Put the boxers back into production as well..

"Please eat. It's all cool by now. Do you want Tom to warm it up first?" Issara moved a small table with food to the side of the bed.

"You don't have to. I can eat it."

...That's right... Even if the snack falls on the table, you can still put it in your mouth.

"What are you doing to eat?"

"There's..fried squid, ah, uh, uh... yuck".... Suddenly, Issara rushed into the bathroom.

"Oh, ok.. Uh..."

"Tom Tom, what's wrong?" Palitchoke's voice asked.

Issara walked out of the bathroom wiping her mouth, her face crumpled.

"Oh... When I opened the lid of the cup just now, I don't know how it stinks. Tom just warmed it up on a plate just now. Is it spoiled?"

Palitchoke raised his eyebrows in confusion. Grab the food and sniff it one by one.

“No, they all smell delicious. Tom isn't feeling well."

"Uh... Oh, why do I suddenly feel nauseous?"

"I suspect it never happened. So I swung too much," Palitchoke teased. Issara took control of the game just now. I don't want to say how hot it is. It's called a movie.

AV

Some things have to be kept to the left.

Issara looked at the hammer.

"Tom thinks it's been strange since yesterday."

"What is it?"

"Ummm, P'Peck, let's eat first."

Issara disappeared into the bathroom.

Since yesterday, I've been feeling dizzy, nauseous, when I smell something every now and then, and I've also had strange urges to eat something.

Issara told Palitchoke that she was going on a business trip. Wait at home Among the things I went to buy were food that I had never eaten but wanted to eat all kinds of things. Mango with khae im, pickled gooseberry and

"Pregnancy test"

...One line passed, two lines, three lines slowly passed.

...Oh hey, this isn't the durian music video from the show, but here it is.

Two lines!!!

What does that mean? Look at the new label again.

positive negative

What does this mean?

Two lines, I'm pregnant!!!

yay!!

...Ha hey!!

"Ahhh!!!"

The sound of a loud noise echoed in the bathroom.

"Tom! What's wrong?" The sound of the uncle lying on the bed causing him to drop his spoon in shock.

"P'Peck!" Issara ran out, her face turning red.

"Look, look," Issara handed out a white stick with two red lines to produce luck. The stupid person took it and sniffed it hard.

"It smells like pee."

"Not for you to smell. Oh, for you to see."

"So what is it?"

"P'Peck, Tom is pregnant."

"Oh."

"Huh...hey"...that feeling is really slow, your father.

"So..are we going to have little production with Tom Dek?" The person holding the stick turned and asked.

"Erm... You call me Luk Tom like you're seeing a young dog." Issara looked at him.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'm confused."

"What are you confused about? What's this? My stomach is bloated."

Issara opened her shirt to show off her stomach, which was so swollen that her navel was bulging. He held out his belly to P'Palit. It was white and smooth, with moving marks like a child's squirming. The father-to-be took his hand and gently pressed his face against it. Issara rubbed his hand on Palitchoke's head and called out.

"Father produced it."

...It sounded strange to my ears, but it felt strangely good.

"But hey... just now?"

"Still what?"

Producing even more luck

"Oh, oh, oh, Peck, Tom's stomach hurts. Tom feels like he's about to give birth, huh." Suddenly, Issara held her bulging stomach and lay down on the floor.

"Oh, hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, Tom, I can't get up."

"Oh, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore." The sound of someone going down to sleep screaming and struggling like a first-born girl we've often seen crying out, "I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore," but my first-born child of the year is yours.

"Huh, P'Peck, Tom's stomach hurts."

"Tom Hey" Palitchoke tried to bounce and bounce until...

Bang!!

Ooh!! Oh!

"Oh, P'Peck, sleep in a nice bed. Don't you like it? Tom can take the bed out."

The person who fell off the bed blinked. Issara walked in with a large tray of food. He quickly put it down and turned to help the injured person onto the bed.

“Did your leg hit you? It's going to hurt a lot."

"Oh, no, that leg went down first, but erm... wait a minute, Tom will give birth..." Palitchoke made a silly face.

Issara laughed, "Who gave birth to a child? The brown one gave birth the other day. Did you forget?"

The other day, the mother dog next door gave birth to a bunch of puppies. We walked over to have a look and then asked to pet one.

"Come and eat. Can you move yet?"

Palitchoke raised his head to look at the food on the table next to him.

The menu is exactly the same as the one I saw just now. I'd say there are only a few things that we cook the same way until we dreamed of it. That's right.

Issara sat down on the bed. Palitchoke acted secretly, opened the little man's shirt, looked at him, and rubbed and felt the white belly.

"It's like the truth."

"What?"

"Tom isn't pregnant, right?"

Issara made a confused face and laughed until her shoulders shook.

"Heh heh, P'Peck, how can Tom get pregnant? If you stay pregnant, where will you come out?"

...Honestly, it's a pity. If this little one has a child with him Whether it'll come out cute or naughty, I don't know.

"Hmm... then come here."

Palitchoke pulled Issara into a hug, kissed him, and pulled off the little man's clothes.

"What are you doing... P'Peck?" The person who spoke closed his eyes while being hit by a prominent nose. That size is in the crook of my neck.

Plump lips suck peach-colored lips loudly, kiss and nip, and smile mischievously. And finally, they kissed each other's lips and exchanged tongues.

"Is the pain in your leg gone?" Issara asked, her eyes still closed and her voice trembling.

"Not yet..."

Palitchoke took off his own shirt.

“Only boxers left. Take it off for the injured person.” The older man gestured at his leg.

"Not yet..." Issara complained but moved to take it off.

Then a thicker palm pulled the fair-skinned man onto his lap. Issara gently pushed Palitchoke down and moved to straddle him. Manage to hold things in place and let everything proceed according to the mood of the person with a leg injury and the person caring for him.

That white face began to turn red from the heat of the blood pumping.

"P'Peck...." The soft voice of the person above called Palitchoke's name.

"Tom... so sexy.. Do you know me?"

Just now, Issara said these words to him in a dream. And everything I saw now was exactly as I had dreamed a moment ago.

But will Issara have cramps? Will the food smell bad like before? Will there be another two-line stick running out for you to see?

I don't know...

Now let me do what I dreamed about just now.

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