CHITTAPHON x TAEYONG

(CHITYONG)

#chitsaysyongeveryday

CHIT x YONG

#chitsaysyongeveryday

“Cute.

“Super cute”

“Dammit, don't smile like that.”

“Huh, the cutest living thing in the world.”

“Nong Tenllllllll!!!”

and many other sentences praising the cuteness of the juniors of Mathayom 4/7 who had just walked past the front of the room just a moment ago. In just a fraction of a second, the women in the room had all joined together to praise and boast about the hundred thousand faces. The cuteness of that 4th grade boy. If you lay down on it and make a floor for him to walk on, he would do it.

“What are you smiling about?” The force of the blow to your head caused Two, who was thinking nonsense, to stop and look up at the person who had done this. It was that damned bastard.

“Best”

"Why is your work due in class?"

“Finished, only the underline remains.”

“Let's take a look.” The chemistry worksheet that Two spent twenty minutes concentrating on was picked up by Day and he looked at it in his mind, hoping that what he had done was correct.

“So this question doesn't get points?” He handed the worksheet back and pointed out the third question that was still blank.

“Forget it, you bastard.”

“Almost there,” Ai Day said and pushed his head once before walking back to his seat. As soon as he got the worksheet, he hurriedly concentrated on doing it, leaving the question that he thought was easiest to do as the last, but he forgot until it was good that Ai Day walked. Come check, otherwise you'll miss the points unfortunately.

“Can I have your mother now?”

“Have you called the technician yet?”

“It hurts, you bastard,” two questions and one threat from Jon. Day and Nikki, the three of them, knew what Two was going to do from now on. It's not a big deal, but it's not a small matter because they're still in high school. Even though it's their last year, they still have to wear school uniforms for another semester. What about their parents who still don't know and I thought I wouldn't tell you until I turned 20.

The pattern is not large and can be concealed without any problems.

“I have contacted you on Line but haven't responded yet.”

“Think carefully before doing it, it's hard to fix,” Jon said as he picked up my sketchbook and looked at it.

I've wanted to do this since Mathayom 2. I've been patiently waiting for many years. I thought I'd do it until I finished Mathayom 6, but I couldn't stand it. My heart wants a tattoo. Almost died. If you don't get a tattoo within a month or two, you might go crazy.

Wow, that's really awesome. But I really feel this way.

“Is it expensive?”

"We haven't talked yet." I just got a line yesterday from a friend who has already graduated, and a friend recommended it again. I messaged at 8:00 p.m. and until now there hasn't been a reply. I intend to wait until 8:00 p.m. today. If I still don't reply, I'll probably find another shop. I'm too lazy to wait.

“Your father and mother.”

"do not tell"

“Damn Ven, your house will break down,” Nikki said. He knew Mom and Dad, Toady, a married couple who were serious about everything in life. I've worked hard non-stop since I was born until now. I grew up with my nanny and Ruby.

"Don't let me know."

“How long do you think this can be closed for?” Ai Day shook his head, looking very disapproving.

“As long as I want it to last.” Nowadays, we only meet in the morning before I come to school, and the two of you definitely don't have free time to sit and find fault with his body.

“Looking for a fight,” Jon said.

"Oh," Two smiled, not afraid of anything, whether it be parents, pain, or even the school's rules.

Believe me, if I don't tell you, no one will definitely notice.

“Where?” Two mumbled as he looked around for a building that looked like the picture the tattoo shop sent. After patiently waiting for almost a day, the shop admin responded via Line with details. The price discusses the pattern the customer wants so that the work can be sent to the right technician because each technician in the shop has different skills.

Once everything was agreed upon, an appointment was made. Since the shop is quite famous, it is necessary to make an appointment in advance and Two weeks takes place, which is considered very fast. Some people wait for a month.

After waiting for two weeks, today is the day I've been waiting for the first tattoo of my life. After waiting for almost four years, I'm secretly excited. But what's more exciting is that Two must find the shop first or else Two won't be able to come alone without the shadow of his three closest friends. I didn't tell anyone and intended to show it all at once.

“Is that there?” Two hurriedly walked over to the building that looked most similar to the picture on his phone before realizing that the tattoo shop that Tu spent twenty minutes looking for was right in front of him.

Standing calmly, he cheered himself up before stretching out his hand to push the door and walk into the store to be met with emptiness, no greetings that he hadn't expected to have in the first place but didn't expect that there would be anyone at all. Like this again, there is only soft music playing in the background. It would not be correct to say that the shop is not open yet because the appointment was made for the atmosphere.

The interior decoration of the shop is very good. Entering the store, we found a corner to welcome customers. There were two brown and black leather sofas. Next to it was a large work area with an iMac on it. Looking deeper, we found three reclining chairs arranged side by side. There are beautiful tattoos on the bare cement walls, not much decoration. Simple but cool, but by now someone should have walked out to greet me. It wouldn't have been much longer before I stole the iMac on the table and ran out of the store.

"Hoy"

"Sorry, I went to the bathroom."

“You..” Two walked over and stood staring at the person who just passed in front of him to make sure if it was the person Two saw every day or not. Ten, M.4/7, why are the girls in the class and almost the entire school crazy about it? That's why a kid like this ends up in a tattoo shop like this. It is both similar and not similar at the same time.

At school, wearing glasses, bangs covering his forehead and a sweet smile on his face all the time. But the person Two saw right now wasn't wearing glasses. His bangs were pulled back and his forehead was set with good gel. There's no smile that I see regularly, or this twin has an annoying, unloving face.

"Excuse me. Do you have a younger sibling who studies at OCT? He's in Mathayom 4/7 named Ten."

As soon as he heard that sentence, the person being questioned immediately twitched into a smile, but the other person probably didn't see it because he was more confused by what was happening in front of him.

Why do you have to look shocked like you've seen a ghost?

“Do you remember that?”

“I remember that he walked past the front of the room every day and was so loud he died. The woman screamed loudly.”

“What about men?”

“There are men too.”

“Which one?” The fingertip that was typing the customer's name and queue into the store's program stopped and stopped as he turned to look at the face of the person he was talking to for the first time, even though we saw each other almost every day. Big eyes and mouth. Beautiful, high nose, clear facial structure, still good-looking ears, no weak spots on the face. Is this kind of face really a normal person? Oh my god, you're so biased.

"I don't know, but I know I have a younger sibling, right?" Ten shook his head. You know that your look is different when you're at school and when you're working, but everyone remembers that no one has ever greeted Ten like this before.

"No, little sister."

"If not, then it's you, right?" Ten has keyed all the necessary information into the program. The next step is to talk about the final pattern before starting, but it seems like the person in front of him has forgotten that. What is the main purpose of coming here?

“Let me look closely.” Ten brought his face closer and smiled the sweetest smile I could ever remember.

"you!"

"yes"

"Hey! Is this your shop? What about you and this shop?"

“Calm down, don't be excited. This is my brother's shop and I'm one of the employees here.”

“What do you do, admin? Waiting to answer customer lines." Ten shook his head slowly. That duty belongs to his sister-in-law.

"tradesman"

“No, no, no, no, no, no.”

“You mean I'm a mechanic here?” Is this the third time I've met since I've met someone like this? I'm easily shocked, easily startled. I thought I'd be more calm than this, even though I'm good-looking like this but I'm not a famous person. I don't participate in any school activities, I don't play any sports. On days when I'm not with my friends, I sit and draw. I've never had a boyfriend.

I've always thought from the first day I met him that if I could get one tattooed on my body, it would be great. I never thought my dream would come true so soon. When I found out that it was this person, I was so happy I almost went crazy and wanted to jump the queue, but I couldn't for the entire two weeks of looking forward to Ten imagining that moment for us countless times.

"It's already taken a long time to start work." I know I'm still in shock, but if I'm left standing in shock like this, I probably wouldn't have spent the entire day today using all my demonic skills to choose a time when we could be together, just the two of us. To prevent outsiders from coming in and disturbing our shop, we have three floors. The second floor is VIP with three rooms and yes, I will go up there.

Special people need to use a special room.

"you..."

"Are you not sure of my skills?"

"Oh," I don't think I like it very much. It's already slapped in the face.

Ten grew up in the tattoo industry because his father was a tattoo artist. Both Ten and his older brother used tattoo machines before they could write. He began learning and practicing his skills from a young age. Until the first time he actually got a tattoo on a person's skin was when he was in Grade 1, and Ten's first customer was his father, second his mother, followed by his older brother. Ten used his own abilities to get money into his pocket. Most of the customers had the same reaction as P'Thu when they found out that he would be the one to tattoo them. It wasn't easy to gain acceptance, but they got through it. Dad always gave me encouragement. Told me to do it with love, like we have skills, don't be afraid.

"You can change technicians. I'll check the queue for you."

“But the admin said that if it's the kind of work I want, you're the best, and someone has already confirmed it.”

“Then please sit.”

“If it's not pretty, I'll complain.” Ten smiled and shook his head before walking over and picking up a large file of his own and starting to work seriously.

“Don't be excited,” Ten said to the special customer who was sitting there shaking, legs clenching tightly, and blowing his mouth to relieve the excitement, but it seemed even more exciting than before. Ten adjusted the chair to a level where the customer was comfortable sitting in his shorts. The one Two wore was folded all the way up with Ten's hands before tracing the pattern onto the beautiful skin. The area to be tattooed was on the front of her right leg, exactly one inch away from the edge of her underwear.

Do you understand why you can't stop imagining?

Not only white but also soft and smooth

Just imagine that other parts of the body will be white and smooth. Is it soft and smooth like this?

It wouldn't be that juicy red lip there that had a clear color, the other one would still be a similar color.

“Are you ready?” he pretended to ask. Even if you're not ready, you have to have the equipment ready. Wrapped and cleaned and disinfected well. The ink and needle needed are placed close together.

Two picked up the iPod that he had prepared and connected it to his headphones and listened to music to reduce the pain. He had recited from home that it didn't hurt. Anyway, it doesn't hurt. It must not hurt.

I'm just excited because it's my first time!

The pattern Two wants isn't a big one. It probably won't take long. The first touch of the needle on the skin is really amazing. Two is pulled into the depths of happiness. This is what he's wanted for a long time. It feels so good that he wants to pick up his phone. I came to take pictures but was afraid that if I moved too hard the technician would look up and scold me.

“What are you smiling about?” the viewer thought to himself when he saw a smile through the mask.

“Can I talk to you?” Before getting a tattoo, I did some research and asked people I knew about how I should behave. Some said I could talk, but some wouldn't recommend it because it would distract the technician.

“What are you talking about?” He raised his head to give a sweet smile to a special customer. Even though he was wearing a mask, the smile was transmitted through his eyes.

“Is it disturbing your concentration?”

"can talk"

“Have you been tattooing for a long time?”

“Since Grade 1”

"lie"

"If you don't believe it, why do you ask?"

“You will answer the truth.”

“Just now, that's the truth.” Two sat silently. Is that possible? She's only 13 in high school. She's still very young for something like this.

I'm jealous, yes, I'm really jealous.

“Do you like it?”

“I really like it,” he answered, looking up and looking into the eyes of the person asking again. The smile under the mask was something that the people who looked at it didn't like at all. Must be smiling in a mocking way. I feel annoyed when I think about it. Already too talented At school he was a famous basketball player.

"you"

“Ten”

“Ten”

“Yes.” Ten walked towards a special customer who was standing in the mirror with tears in his eyes looking at the first tattoo of his life.

I really like it. I really like it. It's better than I thought. I want to bend down and kiss it, but the position I just got the tattoo is quite difficult. Besides myself, it has to be oily. Do not disgrace the name of the gods according to rumours.

"Can I hug you? I really like it, you damn bastard." Two turned around and said with tears in his eyes. I like it until I'm going crazy.

If you can't "take it" then it's extremely stupid.

Two turned around for a hug, not forgetting to lift the leg that had just gotten a tattoo. Keep away from yourself. Actually, you don't have to do this at all because there is a clear bandage on the tattoo that needs to be left on for four hours before it can be removed.

“Take good care of it,” Ten said as he sat and looked at his latest work and smiled with pride that the folded pants legs were still in place. Even though I like seeing my pants legs like this, I can't let them walk out like this.

White is jealous

His hands moved as quickly as he thought. Two hands stretched out to loosen the folds of his trouser legs.

"Hey, you're going to get my wound!"

“Do you like showing off?”

"Oh," Ten smiled again before leading the way downstairs to clear up the remaining half of the damages. In his heart he wanted to do it for free, but if he did that he would definitely get hit by his brother.

It doesn't matter, in the future I'll get it for free.

"you"

"yes"

“Nipple piercings?” Two pointed to a picture lying in the drawer and turned around to see a picture of a family with parents and two sons standing with their shirts off and one person in the picture had something else unique about it. On the right nipple there is a silver ring attached to it.

“As you can see,” Ten answered, just drilled during the semester break before starting Mathayom 4.

“Do you want to see?”

“Dare you?”

“Who are you ashamed of?”

"I don't want to look, but I want to know how much it hurts."

“It doesn't hurt.”

“Lie!” His left punch, not too heavy, slammed into the younger man's chest before he felt an object under the shirt he was wearing. Ten raised his eyebrows and grabbed Two's wrist, sliding it under his shirt, dragging it up so that their skin touched. Two gulped as his fingertips touched the ring before touching something else they shouldn't have.

“Damn it!” he cried out as he pulled his hand back and extended his arm to show how creepy it was. It's scary. I was born and have never messed with anyone's nipples. Even if I touch them just a little. But the other person smiled with satisfaction.

Remember today is the best day in the world.

“It really doesn't hurt.”

"If you want a piercing, just tell me and I'll do it for you."

"dream"

Dreams will definitely come true.

[Cock]

After that day, everything changed. People who never talked, never smiled, or even looked at each other's faces began to greet each other when they met. Of course, Ten was the one who approached first, using the reason of his tattoo. in the conversation and the other party is very easily fooled There were questions I could ask every day for the first two weeks, both worrying and irritating. A good technician like Ten was quick to give advice without getting wrapped up in it. It's all gone our way, so now we both talk every day without tattoos being involved for a while.

[Then walk over] Ten typed a reply and looked up to see Two sitting shaking his head and neck nearly falling out in the back of the room. This class was empty, wanting to see his face.

Lately, this kid has been teasing me every day. The joke about nipple piercings is still manageable because he slips out of his mouth and tells him that he secretly went to watch a nipple piercing clip.

[Has snacks]

[not eating]

[Definitely]

[read]

If you read and don't answer, it means that you want to eat but don't want to see the face of the person who gave you what will allow that. Walking up to my room means I want to meet you. No, I want to sit next to each other and talk like we sleep and talk on the phone every night.

[Consider not taking it]

[I'll give it to someone else]

There was the sound of two chairs falling hard on the ground, and the only person who could do that was the chair. The chair was in its place, but there was one person who felt that the chair was blocking the way so he kicked it out of the way. People will walk out and block snacks!

The entire action was in the sight of Ten, who was sitting with his arms folded holding a snack and waiting. He saw the older man's condition and wanted to tease him. Instead of simply handing him a snack like they talked about on Line, Ten stood up and walked away from the person who had just walked. I left the room confused and couldn't shout because the next room was studying. So I gritted my teeth and suppressed my emotions and hurriedly followed him quietly.

What about the friends in the room who start to wonder about the strange sight? When Tenten passes in front of the room

There were no teasing sounds or words of praise for Ten's younger sister like there used to be.

“Phi Tenllllllllllllllllllllllll.”

“Nong Tenllllllll.”

“Tenllllllll.”

“Fuck Ten!!” Well, it has to be like this. Brother Ten, little Ten, or even Ten, dragging out a long, cooing, sweet voice like just now, I don't want to hear it, it's very irritating to my ears. People like that don't fit the word cute. love There's nowhere cute.

wad!

He was so busy turning to look at Ten's disciples who were making endless noises that he didn't realize that he suddenly stopped walking and turned to look in another direction, slamming his face into his back.

It was seen that only the class 2 friends had changed. The other students were still crazy about Ten as usual.

No matter what, my nose hurts so bad. The back is stiff and rhythmic.

Ten stopped talking to Jay, the owner of the voice that had just shouted out to him, and two other juniors on the basketball team. Two saw a good moment and secretly tried to snatch the bag of snacks in his hand, but the owner knew and was actually standing and talking to his friend, but was holding onto the bag. The snacks are dense and don't allow them to be easily snatched away. They fought back and forth until Cas saw him, "What are you doing?"

Two quickly released his hand and walked past the basketball players to stand in front of the cooperative, wanting only snacks. I'm waiting because I want dessert.

"elder sibling"

“You,” Ten was shocked when he received a call from Tuva in front of the store. P'Tu cried, which made Ten hurriedly get out of bed and ride his father's motorcycle straight to the shop, and what he saw made him feel so bad that he couldn't speak. P'Tu, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, was sitting and crying. I cried a lot, sobbed and threw myself like this. Ten didn't know.

His head was so confused that the only thing Ten did was walk over and squat down in front of him and pull the crying person into a hug, just a hug. Let's hug first. Hug until he stops crying. As for the cause of P'Thu's tears, he'll find out later.

It's been a long, long time. How long can a person cry? It's been twenty minutes and Brother Two still hasn't stopped crying. Don't let anyone know who did it.

“Close your eyes,” Ten said before using a warm cloth to wipe the face of the person who had just been through a lot of crying. The most agonizing hour was finally over. Only sobs and tears remain.

Tonight we'll have to sleep here. There's a bedroom on the third floor. Good bathroom It was my mother's idea to do it just in case because I had to spend the day working late and ended up sleeping here.

“Hyung” swore he just saw it. How did you get the red mark on your face? Tears flowed again as you touched it.

“Who did it?”

"father"

“He saw my tattoo so they started fighting,” Two said and hugged his knees and cried again. Ten quickly put the towel in his hand and held up her pretty face to wipe away the tears. “Can you not cry? I cried a lot.”

It's a very stupid request. People who have fought with their parents, how can they stop crying easily? But who can tolerate someone who really likes to cry? The feelings of fighting each other in the head are all mixed up. I only felt it when I was being pulled. go hug

Two pulled Ten into a hug and they even buried their faces in the crook of their necks.

All right, you.

“Comfort me,” the muffled voice that sounded in my ear just now was a bit too much, and I tightened my embrace even tighter than before, now that I've gathered my body together.

Where are the condoms?

Are there condoms in the store?

What the hell is going on that has never brought children here to fuck?

When I received the call and realized that P'Thu was crying, I almost flew out of the house. Aside from my cell phone and the keys from the car key shop, there was nothing with me.

God, how much have you given to each other? When it comes to the important part, why betray each other like this?

kiss

“Can you?” I was asked to comfort him, so I had to console him and Ten's method of comforting was like this: kissing him on the cheek once.

Very soft, very soft, and fragrant.

But when I asked, I didn't answer or scold. If I didn't push away, I would just assume that we could kiss two, three, four, five, and many more times in succession. The feelings that I had been holding back all this time started to get out of control, from kisses on the cheek to kisses all over the face and neck. Even at the tip of the ear and ending at the mouth, in my mind I thought that I would definitely get punched back, but I didn't.

They didn't push, they didn't push, and they even opened their mouths to give each other a way. That's good.

I'm going to take my wife, mother, for sure. I'll definitely get it tonight.

“Ugh,” an uncomfortable cry came when the beautiful colored teats were disturbed by two sharp teeth, stretching slightly away. Both hands pressed down on Ten's shoulders, venting his feelings. The worn out t-shirt he wore was taken off, leaving only shorts on. Not only was the face God gave us biased, but the figure of the person straddling Ten's lap was amazing. Go ahead, what is that narrow waist thing? Wherever you touch it, you want to squeeze it.

His hands were completely full.

It was not at all different from what I had imagined.

I told you that not all of them are white, they have to be pink too.

"Breast piercing? Ten pierced it for me." The more you see it, the more you'll fall in love with it. It must be good. It's not only beautiful, but it also enhances your feelings. Ten knows. Ten has studied.

"hurt"

“It doesn't hurt.” I'm sorry for lying, but I'll be as gentle as possible and will take good care of you until it's completely healed.

"Do you want to get pierced? Ten isn't kidding."

“Nah,” suppressing his emotions to the utmost. I had to speak calmly even though in my heart I wanted to throw him on the bed and drill him right now.

“Only one side.”

“This is just enough.” Did the person who won the first prize in the lottery feel almost crazy happy like this? Ten picked up the person on his lap and put him on the bed and hurried down to pick up the necessary things that the tattoo shop already had the equipment for.

"hurt! Ten, you damn bastard, it hurts.” Why did he say it didn't hurt? It won't hurt your father. The pain was excruciating, more painful than when my father slapped me in the face. Tears that had stopped flowing for a while began to flow again. It hurts so much that I'm angry and want to get up and kick the person who said it didn't hurt, but I can't do anything except lie down and squeeze the person who did it and cry mixed with curses.

Gloves were taken off, thrown into the trash, and equipment used, most of which were disposable, was cleaned.

Two lay still and didn't move. Concern began to arise. After how many days would he be able to wear a shirt before the pain went away? How is the maintenance? All the data I found has disappeared. In my head there is only the word hurt.

After finishing dealing with everything, Ten walked over and sat down next to the bed where Two was lying there with tears in her eyes. The pain was still there, even though it was only a short puncture compared to the amount of time Two sat for Ten, but the level of pain. The pain was several times greater. The moment the needle penetrated, bright red blood flowed out.

But because of the skill of the piercer, everything went through smoothly, absorbing all the blood and then putting a bandage on the wound. Ten looked at his work and smiled before reaching out and gently stroking Two's head, "Sorry."

Not intending to cause even the slightest pain, Two moaned in apology and moved her body towards Ten. He is hurt and needs someone to comfort him. Do whatever he can to make the pain that is happening right now lessen.

Ten moved in and kissed Ten's left hand, holding it together and squeezing Two's right hand, which was lying on the wound on the right side, so he had to be very careful not to touch it. It was absolutely forbidden to be touched, but even so, the other hand that was free moved to find another breast that wasn't being pierced, grabbing and squeezing it according to Ten's current arousal. The pain was so great that both sides were numb, but there was no power in denying it.

I'm not afraid of getting hurt even though I just had my nipples pierced. It's probably because Ten is a really good kisser and agreed to everything.

Or because it's the first person that comes to mind after running away from a close friend's house that they don't want to meet. The only person I want to meet is him.

"I can't take it. I want it." Ten pulled his mouth away. I want more than just kissing and touching breasts like this. Ten wanted to go inside Two, wanted to be violent until Two squirmed, wanted to be close, wanted to make Brother Two reach climax. I'd like to see the facial expressions when the second one is finished, whether it's the same as I thought or not. But the problem right now is “No bag...can it be fresh?”

“No!” There is no way. Just allowing your nipples to be pierced is no different from being slaughtered for anything. You will allow them to be slaughtered again by having them fresh.

"You can do it the next day, tonight, just do as much as you can before," Two said softly. Because his mood right now is no less than Ten's, wanting more than just kissing and squeezing back and forth. It is not allowed to take fresh food, but it is not prohibited in any other way.

If your parents knew that you ran away from home to sleep with a man like this, it would definitely be a problem, but who cares? It's his body. He can do anything with it. Whether it's getting a tattoo or having it done by another man, it's all because it comes from satisfaction and consent.

“I want to take it.”

“But you don't have a bag..and I'm in enough pain tonight.” Sweet eyes filled with tears stared at Ten pleadingly.

“Are you begging?”

“Ten”

“Okay, I can accept it.” The sweet, soft voice that called Ten's name just now was like a bullet that shot through his heart. Ten couldn't resist the beauty in front of him. Smiling like a winner, Two pulled Ten up onto the bed and changed his position to sit on top of Ten instead.

Ten whistled in satisfaction and raised his eyebrows once, "That's a good view," before stretching out both hands to grab the white leg that was attached to the side of the body, stroking it up from the fold over the front of the leg. The shorts that Two was wearing were not a hindrance. Ten's two hands were able to pass through them before stopping at the soft bow of his cheek. Two raised his body slightly and looked at Ten's face, who was smiling mischievously.

“Ugh.” The underwear under the shorts was pulled down. Ten's right hand moved to cup Two's core and slowly moved with force. Two leaned forward. Both hands support the bed. Ten raised his head and kissed the tip of the beautiful woman's chin with two arms supporting the bed, crouching down slightly to get more of a touch than just kissing the tip of the chin, but couldn't let go and throw herself down on top of the person lying down because of the wound on her nipples.

"Take responsibility for what you did to me," Two said softly. The wound that Tenten caused was responsible.

“Mmm,” Ten moaned, his mouth busy sucking on his neck, his teeth sharp like a shark. His right hand in the middle of his body still didn't let go.

"If my tits rot, I'll slash your throat."

“When it gets better, I want to suck it every day.”

“Dammit Ten!”

“Let's get together.”

"..." Two looked at Ten's face and couldn't believe his ears about what he had heard before or if he was sucking his neck until he was drunk so he spoke nonchalantly, admitting that he felt very good about it but never thought about their relationship because they had just Get to know each other

"I've liked it for a long time." Ten moved to sit up. Two hurriedly put his hand on Ten's body away from him for fear of getting hurt, while Ten was also watching out.

"lie"

“I really wanted to get one from the first day I met you.”

“What the fuck?”

“I walk by the front of the room every day because I want to see it.”

“Seduce a girl, I tell you.” Two bent his head and played with the rings on Ten's nipples. They'd been pierced a long time ago. They probably wouldn't hurt. You could just poke them. "Why flirt with girls? Do you like guys?" Ten raised an eyebrow at him, never hiding his sexual preferences. Parents and friends all know.

“Do I have to be your wife?”

“You can be a husband and be whatever you want to be.”

“I can take you too.”

“No.”

“Just now, you said that you want to be whatever you want to be.”

“What is your gender on your birth certificate?”

"Male"

"Wrong gender"

“Your father.”

“My father has two children as well.”

“Just like me, I'm your husband.”

“Then why do I have to be your wife?”

"Because I was arrested and made a wife."

“Damn,” Ten laughed heartily, wanting to gather her in and hug him tightly, but he couldn't. Two looked wide-eyed before being held back by her head and kissed her on the forehead and kissed her temple several more times in a row.

“Let's get together.”

"If you're willing to teach me a lesson."

"I'll be willing to be a test rat for you." Ten didn't lie, he didn't say it to please, but it was his desire from the beginning that he wanted the person he wanted most to get a tattoo for him. In the future, I hope we can tattoo each other like we did. Dad tattooed his wedding ring on Mom's finger and Mom tattooed the word love on Dad's left chest. That's how my parents proposed to me.

"Don't forget about my tits."

"No, it's important." Two kissed his younger boyfriend's cheek once, feeling embarrassed as well. Even though before they kissed until their lips were sore, it was nothing but another important matter. How will you tell your friends about this? Ten's fans in school are so hot.

END.