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The sound of three loud knocks on the door indicates his initial personality as being impatient and inconsiderate. Because my dormitory is just a small dormitory. The size of the room including the bathroom is only 5.

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meters only. The door to the room was old plywood. The walls of the room were of a certain type that I could hear the gays next to the room having sex almost every night.

Normally, no friend or acquaintance would dare to invade my sacred land. And who is this rude person who is knocking on my room!?

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There's a rushing knock.

I put my mechanical pencil down on the Japanese table and was sitting and reading a book, bored. Take long steps to open the door.

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This thing in front of me seemed a little different from what I thought. Because it's not my friend. Definitely not a college student with the height of my chest. Why else would you have a headache? For a moment, I thought it was Uncle Guard below. But judging from the skin color and wrinkles, it's not.

The short-haired boy in front of me rubbed his head softly. Then he smiled at me innocently.

"Who are you?" I'm sure I don't know him.

“My name is Kan. Representing the school...in the academic competition at the university..." It mentioned the name of my university. “I went to see teaching at the Faculty of Engineering.” His face looked enthusiastic. But I'm sorry, little one. There were a lot of kids at that job. I don't remember you!

“Oh, yes, then…” The issue isn't there, isn't it? "How do you know my room? Why are you here?"

“Can't you just come and see me?” The short-haired boy clings to the edge of the door, making wide-eyed eyes that make the tendons in my feet twitch. But I haven't forgotten how heavy my feet are. And the boy in front of him was really small.

“No,” I replied harshly and removed his hand from the door frame. The boy in front of me changed his target and grabbed my hand instead. “Why?”

Normally, if I make a face like this, people will jump and almost pee. But the bratty boy still continued to attack me. Honestly speaking, I have never met anyone in my life who dared to attack me like this before. It didn't seem afraid of me at all.

"I don't like anyone entering the room."

“Then you can go to the motel.”

I was so startled that I accidentally threw the curmudgeonly child into the opposite room door with a loud noise. Although I'm a little worried whether it will hurt badly or not because I'm strong. But his words just now made me stiff, not daring to step out of the room. I honestly confess that I was afraid of being dragged into the motel. Even though this kid is really small.

Bang!

I immediately closed the door and locked the room tightly. So excited that my hands were shaking and my heart was trembling. Even when punching people or being gangbanged, I was much calmer than this.

I accidentally thought back to when I was just entering vocational school. At that time, my friend invited me to sit in his room. Six growing boys Even though the room is wide, it looks cramped...

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Is this still not scary!? But I don't open the door. I want to knock until morning. Whether the next room is good or bad, I don't care anymore!

My name is Mee, but not many people call me by my real nickname. If you do not include a prefix or suffix. Call me by other words depending on your own satisfaction. Call me Khun Mee, Brother Bear, and Friends Bear. It's enough to please the ears. But it's like a cruel bear. Or as it is called behind the scenes You stupid bastard! Every time I hear it, I can't help but give it a punch. But the word that we hear most often is probably more like "Luk Phi" or "Luk Phi Mee".

I don't have many dreams. And there is one thing that I keep secret. It was a dark story like a black hole in my heart for a long time. Just thinking that in this life I would never be able to follow a small dream that if it were someone else, it wouldn't be so difficult to achieve. It made my heart dull and gray like falling rain. Because of that, my room doesn't have a mirror. I hate mirrors

I hate my own reflection. Something that reinforces that the dream of being someone's lovely wife is completely delusional.

I was 186 centimeters two years ago. And it is expected that it will be a little taller than before. The hair looks fierce, brutal, but there are often women and transvestites who are not afraid of death coming to make a fuss. I've never been to the gym. But I have muscular arms and legs and a six-pack. Because my father happened to see me applying my mother's lipstick.

So I got into boxing when I was a kid. Plus my house is a car repair shop. Grandfather was the owner of a fishing pier who often took me to practice with his subordinates. As for Grandpa, he was a mill owner who used his hair to carry sacks of rice. Even if you want a thin waist and a small figure, it may not be possible.

Now I am in my second year studying mechanical engineering at a famous university in Bangkok. Being class president And I used to be a leader when I was studying mechanics. I got the position confusedly since I was in Vocational Certificate Year 1. I'm just living my life. Protecting myself from someone whose face and number I can't even remember. But it seems like very few people don't know me.

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This crazy kid has been playing tapping until midnight. I read the book and didn't know anything about it. The exam is almost here.

“It's getting late, let's go home.” Finally, I was able to give in to the irritating kid who knocked on my room and thought about it for five hours. It just plays and knocks. Both hands are red because of the white skin of the Chinese people.

“I finished my exam yesterday. Tell Dad I'm going out with friends for a week.” I just noticed that there was a big, bulky bag leaning against the wall next to my door. “May I stay with you? I guarantee that it will definitely not cause any problems.”

“I have an exam next week.” I need to concentrate a lot.

"I'm not bothering you, please, just let me come stay with you." He begged, very annoyed. Maybe because the face doesn't come in this way.

"Your room is narrow and we're strangers." Isn't he afraid of me killing him? What a strange person, this kid. His appearance doesn't make him gay at all. The facial structure is handsome and sharp. But it's a Chinese style, with big eyes, but very young. I don't know if it's just a young face or really young age.

“It's okay, I can stay. And you're not a stranger to me.” The boy in front of him acted embarrassed. “I mean, do you remember the elementary school student I helped three years ago around...?” Hmm...I'm familiar with something like that.

Huh? Wait, then he's still in middle school right now. "I'm afraid of being charged with child abuse."

“It's okay.” He twisted his body twice and grabbed his hand by my hand that was holding the edge of the door. “I will tell the world that I agree. And I'm very willing.” Your face turned red but you smiled.

“What if I say I can't?” He shook his hand and crossed his arms over his chest, making a giant face. This kid's hands are really fast.

“I will just eat and sleep in front of your room. And then kept knocking on the room like this.” My sense said that it really did.

“What if I want to go to the bathroom?”

“I saw a bathroom under the dormitory. And Uncle Yam was kind. I saw that the guard room also has a room for showering.” The security system here is as low as the rental price!

Sigh. Come on, he's still just this young. There's nothing I can do. "What's your name?"

“Kant,” the bratty boy smiled widely, showing off colorful wrought iron.

“Come in.”

After exploring my room until I was satisfied. Kanman excused himself to take a shower. I sat and continued to do my questions. After all, I have nothing to steal or blackmail. If you want to do something, do it. Besides, aside from things like that, this kid shouldn't have anything that makes me suspicious. But that's important.

Crack

The sound of the door opening and the deliberate stomping of feet. I want you to look up.

Well, I noticed briefly that when I went to the bathroom, it didn't take anything. Ganga undressed and came out to tease me after taking a shower. But keep dreaming, kid. He's cuter than me, more beautiful than me. Out of the corner of his eye, this bear doesn't care. Must be handsome, black, strong and muscular!

“Walk gently,” I told him, still busy with the equations in front of me. Why doesn't the answer match the answer? I'm sure I did it right.

“Is it very difficult?”

“Just the answer doesn't match the answer.”

“Let me take a look.” Then he came and sat next to me. It made my shirt and pants wet as well. Because it's both naked and wet. It made me have to hold my head against the boldness of the kid next to me. “I don't understand at all.”

“Go dry yourself and put on some clothes,” I dismissed him tiredly. I've never met anyone with this much pain.

“Look at me first.” He put both hands on my face and made me look at him. “Do you like it?”

“No” is clear and firm. Because I don't want to have a wife. Not both women and men.

“Heartless,” he pouted. I chased him away. “Put on some clothes.”

“Damn it,” they accused me without evidence or witnesses. If that wasn't enough, he took the initiative to sit on top of me and put his arms around my neck. “Am I not cute at all?”

"I'll buy you a mirror if I don't have one at home." His face is clearly handsome. Far from cute, far away Even now, he's still weak because he's still young. “You can go down and put on your shirt. It's already wet, see?” I nodded to show him the state of my clothes. And I expect that my face right now is very cruel, changing according to the dissatisfaction that is rising more and more.

"I'm so willing to accept this." His face curled, before he pursed his lips, his voice trembling. Tears dripped down onto the shirt I just complained about that it got wet. “Before coming here, I made up my mind for almost a month. Having your motherfucking ass taken isn't dignified at all.”

Are you trying to trick me?

“But I miss you. I just think about you all the time. In the past, you were an inspiration. Makes me want to be good at it. I want to be able to protect myself and others. It makes me have to look back and forth all the time to see if I can find you somewhere.” He continued to lament. I felt a little embarrassed that it was said like a love confession like this.

Even though his previous actions had gone further than that,

“When I met you, I found out. My heart felt like it would leap out of my chest. It had never been like this before. That day, I didn't go to any competition. Just following Toi all day.” That day, there were a large group of children following me. Even though I don't have the duty of being a guide, "I like you, I love you, I'm in love with you to the point that I don't know what to do."

Even though I've never done anything. Never seen me before.” He cried harder than before. “I can't give up. Really can't do anything. You want me to be anything, do whatever you want, just keep me close to you. Don't chase me away. Don't hate me. Don't hate me. Can I touch you? Can you touch it? Don't hate me.

I would definitely die if that happened.”

As for not being able to touch yourself, you have to ask before doing it, right? But here he was, sitting up and wrapping his arms around his neck like this. Sigh... I hugged him back and then bent down to kiss the boy in front of him. It's not just lip-to-mouth. But it's a deep type that aside from that person, I've never done it with anyone. Being hit by a brace was cool and felt good on the tongue. His mouth was soft and smooth and felt much better than the mouth of that cigarette addict.

I sucked and trimmed and revived the subject. Until the child on his lap started pounding his shoulder and he withdrew. His face was bright red, his eyes were dazed.

I'm looking forward to the handsome face in the future. If they grow up to be big and muscular, they will be well taken care of. "I don't like having my ass fucked" because I want to get fucked more. “If you want to regret it, try it,” because you will definitely be disappointed with your taste. I have a wife who is a buffalo bear with a fierce face.

Then I carried the boy on my lap and put him on the bed. He rummaged through his bag for a towel but couldn't find it. Inside, there were only skimpy clothes that didn't really suit his facial skin. So what is this? What the hell are those underwear!?

In the end, I had to go and open the cabinet myself. Give him a new towel and a shirt and football pants from five years ago. Because I have never carried anything back home yet. When I changed my address when I went to university, I brought everything.

"Put it on for me" is really worth it. Even though I saw him keep quiet after that hurtful sentence for so long that I thought he had truly given up.

“Who said I wouldn't bother you? I'm about to take an exam. I'm busy." He looked down and took the towel and clothes politely. As for me, I came back to read the book again.

At 2 a.m. I was so sleepy that my eyes almost closed. So it was time to put away the books and close them to go to bed.

"good night Sweet dreams, P'Mee.” The messy boy I thought was asleep said into the darkness as I lay down. There was another movement towards me.

“Good night.” Then I hugged him instead of the pillow behind him. Too lazy to reach out and pick it up Then I made a statement that if I stayed, I would regret it. I hope you die of discomfort from having to masturbate even though you're with someone you like, kid.

“Wake up, Kan. Now go take a shower.” It's already 7:30 a.m. I have to take the kids out to eat. Then bring yourself to class on time at 9:30 a.m.

“Oh,” he was sleepy before his eyes widened when he saw me. “It wasn't a dream!”

You seem to think that last night was a dream, a child. "Go take a shower quickly. If you're late, I'll let you eat alone."

“Yes,” he answered eloquently and ran into the bathroom without picking up anything else. Or will it be a habit? Didn't you deliberately provoke me last night? I guess I fell asleep with my eyes open. How can it not be deliberately provoked? Straddling it!?

Then I prepared shirts, pants and towels for him with determination. Since when did I become a lackey?

“Thank you.” He took my clothes and put them on, smiling brightly. My clothes aren't in good condition or expensive. Old items that have been stored for five years must have some musty smells. But it's still happy. Her face looks dazed when she smells it too. The symptoms are really serious.

The one I gave him was a gray round neck t-shirt that I've said has started to feel tight after wearing it a few times. But it's loose when worn. Old, cheap, second-hand jeans that have a few rips. I think this one is the smallest. But when I put it on it was so loose that I had to get a belt for it. It was hopeless to see that it was bigger than a muscular buffalo bear like me.

Sigh... Considered to be another younger brother.

We ate special egg porridge at the restaurant in front of the alley at my dormitory. If you want to live with me, you have to live easily and eat easily.

“This is the most delicious breakfast of my life.” I believed it because my face was very oily. Smiling wide, eyes glistening, extremely happy.

I took it back to the room. I checked my things and started to carry the backpack on my back. Said while wearing shoes “I have to go study. Will be back around 5:00 p.m. During the day, you can go eat and don't have to lock your room. There's nothing to steal. But if you want to go somewhere far, don't forget to lock your room.”

“Yes, I will study hard.” He greeted me with a smiling face at the door of the room as I walked out. He looked so happy that he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

I gently kissed its mouth and rubbed its head. It was at the same time that the sound of the door closing the next room sounded. Two gay couples looked at me with stunned expressions. Before giving a meaningful smile, it made me feel sick.

It's not anything. Two of them study at the same school as me, but are in the fourth year.

It's definitely news.

“Are you gay, you stupid bear?” my friends from the environmental major, like a couple next door, greeted me as I sat down in the faculty cafeteria. The sound was no louder than a yell. Charoen.

I let out a sigh of relief at my fate. The whole group knew about lunch.

“Yes,” I let out a hook, both words and punches, at the person who asked. He lay on the floor and fainted. I'm sorry, I was a bit irritated so I forgot to save my hands.

Everyone in the cafeteria made shocked expressions at each other. Because even though I don't date women But he didn't have the slightest interest in the man. And my personality and expression that I seemed to care about women made them not think of asking me that question.

“Since when?” When did something like this happen? I didn't answer, but instead gave my punches to the person asking. It immediately went to sleep with the friend who asked the first question.

“Is the person who lives with Cousin Mee in the room really his girlfriend?” a female friend from Major Environment asked. He could only clenched his fist, unable to punch.

"Not right now." I have to wait until it's bigger than me. Hopefully it won't be in the next life.

“But Brother Khao and Brother Tom said that Brother Mee kissed a boy in front of the room,” Mother Nang continued to ask. Have you seen the movie with my face? "Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't ask." Then she ran away.

Each of my friends' faces looked like they were itching to ask. But from the state of the two corpses lying on the ground nearby, he didn't dare to ask or say anything. Which is good that he knows. Then I had to deal with the noise of the drone all day. Because the people around me whispered and glanced at me to the point of annoyance. But I don't want to answer any questions or explain anything to them.

On the way back, I stopped by to buy some snacks. I don't know if the kids in the class will like it or not, but most kids do. He shouldn't have been raised strangely like me. It's more of a different style. Otherwise, I wouldn't be crazy about bringing clothes to tempt men into the room even though I really don't want to be taken advantage of like that.

“You're not eating, are you?” These were the first words my friend said to me after the incident last day.

“Bought it for the child,” I answered shortly, not knowing how to describe the child in the room.

"Is it your girlfriend?" Then I accidentally punched another friend. Amidst the horror expressions of the remaining friends

“I bought this for you.” When I handed him the bag of snacks The mischievous boy ran with wide eyes and grabbed my hand and the bag with a big smile. Looks like I gave more gold than a few baht of candy.

“Thank you.” After taking the bag, he hugged me tightly. “I am extremely happy.”

“What are you happy about?” Confused. Very confused.

"At first you didn't seem to like me," he said with a sullen face. before quickly turning into a beaming smile “But now you are very kind to me. In the morning, he kissed me too. Now I'm still buying snacks to give away. This is even more than I thought.”

“So what do you think?”

“Uh..” He made a teasing face and smiled at me. “I think I must have been stubborn until you let me into the room. But it was used and beaten. Slaps and kisses and stuff like that.”

Do I really look that evil?

“Do you want to try getting fucked?” I asked ruthlessly, thinking about it, you bastard.

“I only want a kiss,” Duman replied, also making a pleading face and burying his head in my chest.

I pressed the lock on the door and carried the seductive boy onto the bed. Throwing away the bag and the bag of snacks without caring about anything.

“What are we doing?” he asked, taking off his shirt as well.

“Girlfriend” if he has a brave and cheeky shield. I will give the child in front of me first.

I took off the oily pants that were mine and threw them away. Pulling down his underwear without the slightest care. Because it seemed like he was already preparing for a more brutal encounter before coming to me. I don't know. I was annoyed and wanted to tease people.

“Too small.” I assessed the quality of the item in my hand. Calling a big hammer from the bold kid lying down below with her legs wide open for me. Did you prepare yourself too well, kid?

I took out mine to compare. It widened its eyes and shook its head. Immediately clamp your legs down tightly.

“Hahahahaha.” I couldn't help but laugh. Really can't stop laughing. Because the face and pose are so funny. I rolled over on the bed and couldn't stop laughing. “Hahahahahahaha”

By the time I could stop laughing, my stomach ached and weakened. Because when I stop laughing But my eyes saw the child sharing the bed gritting my teeth, red-faced, looking very annoyed but holding her legs tightly, which made me laugh again.

I put the weapon back there. "I'm out of the mood."

The child in front of him gasped. I picked up the shirt from under the bed and put it on. "I'll just put on my underwear and pants."

Then I picked up a book and continued reading at the Japanese table below. There was a murmuring sound that could be heard from the bed.

“A cruel bear comes to make you want and then leaves with you.”