"Um… it's here, just take a look at it, I'm going to change my pants."
Saying that, without waiting for Enda to answer, Dante hurriedly went to the bedroom; saying he was going, but it looked more like he was fleeing for his life. Watching his unnatural gait, a glint flashed in Enda's eyes hidden under his bangs, the abacus in his heart clicking loudly.
Enda was gay, and furthermore, a natural-born bottom. Due to his family circumstances and introverted personality, he had yet to taste the forbidden fruit. Enda also had someone he liked, an upperclassman who always helped him a lot, but Enda dared not confess because he knew the guy was straight.
The reason he got so wasted last night was that he knew the person he liked was getting married in two days. Enda wasn't someone who would love someone to the point of life and death; he was just lonely.
Growing up without a father or mother, the grandmother who loved him had also left him, and his only close friend was a girl, but she was about to marry the person he liked. That was the reason Enda could let himself go and drown in alcohol like that.
He feared loneliness and couldn't stand the thought of having no one to talk to in the future, so he wanted to find something to fill the void within himself.
Enda opened the Acer Nitro i5 NA laptop. In the past, he would have marveled at it, but now with different calculations in his heart, he only looked at it perfunctorily.
He pretended to remove the battery, then tossed the charger plug a bit far to the other side of the table. His hand clutching the mouse was sweating as he anxiously waited for Dante to return.
Dante hid in the room for a while, waiting for his agitated emotions to soothe a bit before putting on different pants and opening the door to step out.
Upon hearing the door open, Enda quickly released the hand clutching his pants. The pants immediately fell down to his ankles, and he bent over slightly, pretending to inspect the machine's hardware.
Dante froze the moment he stepped into the office. Looking at the spring scenery before his eyes, his hot blood surged up once again.
His desk didn't face the door but faced the floor-to-ceiling window. Although not strictly according to feng shui, the abundant light made it easier for a designer like him to generate ideas. Therefore, when he entered the room, the first thing he saw was Enda's slightly curved back and perky buttocks under the shirt.
Seemingly feeling the fire wasn't enough, Enda pretended to prop one hand on the table while the other stretched out to reach for the charging cable. He had miscalculated and overacted; in his nervousness earlier, he had thrown it a bit too far. Now he almost had to lie flat on the table, standing on his tiptoes.
Two-thirds of his round buttocks were immediately exposed; Dante looked until his eyes turned red. Enda was still trying to stretch to reach the charger, cursing inwardly in his nervousness: *Damn, why buy such a huge table? And why hasn't that guy come over yet? I'm getting tired.*
Just as he wanted to give up, a warm hand was placed on his waist, making Enda's body tremble. Immediately after, a tall body covered his, and another hand reached out, grabbing the charger cable that Enda couldn't reach no matter how hard he tried.
The air seemed to stagnate, leaving only the sound of Enda's heart beating like a drum and Dante's heavy, suppressed breathing. He straightened up slightly, plugged the charger into the computer, and pushed it back toward the middle of the table. The weight on Enda's body vanished, but the hand on his waist remained. Enda nervously straightened up a bit, but unexpectedly, Dante's other hand circled around to the front, grasping his throat and forcing him to tilt his head back slightly.
Warm, hot breath puffed into his ear, accompanied by the man's deep, husky voice:
"Baby, you are deliberately seducing me, aren't you?"
"Wh… what… I didn't… Mmph…"
His earlobe was suddenly captured in a mouth. Enda's limbs went weak; if he hadn't been leaning against the table, he probably would have collapsed. Dante sucked on his earlobe, nibbling gently and licking it, then nuzzled his nose against Enda's sideburns, whispering softly:
"Regardless of whether you intended to or not, you are dead meat today."
"Uh… Oh!!!"
His body was suddenly spun around forcefully, then lifted up and placed onto the table. Losing his balance, Enda grabbed Dante's shirt shoulders in panic. The loose pants fell from his ankles to the floor. Pulled slightly forward by Dante, who slipped a hand behind his nape to hold him down, Enda had his head tilted back as Dante pressed his own lips against Enda's.
"Mmph… Dante…"
Enda opened his mouth wanting to say something, but was silenced by Dante's lips. Dante's tongue took the opportunity to invade, wrapping around Enda's tongue and attacking relentlessly. Poor little Enda, having never kissed anyone before and completely lacking experience, was kissed so intensely that he could only open his mouth and go along with it.
Just as he was about to faint from lack of air, Dante released his lips. Enda gasped for breath, saliva wetting his lips, making them red and swollen. Dante infatuatedly licked around the rim of his lips; before, Enda's lips were pale, so Dante hadn't realized they were this beautiful.
He licked gradually from his lips, gliding over his chin and down to his neck. His tongue licked Enda's Adam's apple, causing Enda to immediately arch his back and emit a small whimper like a cat.
The slender, fair neck immediately stretched higher, pale blue veins protruding, looking truly fragile. Dante bit lightly, then sucked on it.
"Uh... Dante..."
One of Dante's hands caressed his back, while the other unbuttoned the baggy pajama shirt. Only a few top buttons were undone before the shirt slid off his shoulder, revealing a part of Enda's slender body. Two pale pink nipples, looking like two red beans lying on snow, constricted slightly due to the stimulation.
Dante swallowed his saliva with a loud gulp, his eyes gazing longingly at this natural masterpiece. Being stared at like that, a layer of embarrassed pink rose on Enda's body, and his hand moved to pull the shirt back up.
How could Dante let him have his way? He pinned Enda's hand down and opened his mouth to capture one of the 'beans'.
"Ah…"
The innocent body felt such affection for the first time and trembled, the moans becoming high-pitched. The little guy down below also raised its head high, tenting up a corner of the shirt.
"Mmph… uh…"
"Ha… So sensitive… must be very lewd."
"No… I'm not… Uh ah…"
Dante's large hand suddenly changed direction, sliding from one side of his chest straight down to his lower belly, grasping the thing that was standing tall.
"Mouth says no, but why is this thing so hard, huh? What is it, horny already? Craving a fuck badly?"
The poor boy had never encountered such a situation. His private part was being held in another man's hand, while his ears were filled with such lewd words; he was so stimulated that he twitched a few times.
*Smack… smack…*
The sound of licking and sucking echoed in the room. Enda opened his mouth to moan, his penis held in Dante's hand, rotated, kneaded, and stroked up and down. It wasn't long before Enda screamed out.
"No… ah… Ah!!!"
Enda jerked violently, his buttocks lifting slightly off the table surface. His penis trembled a few times before shooting out streams of cloudy white semen.
Dante was slightly surprised and chuckled softly:
"So fast."
Enda hadn't escaped the feeling of his head buzzing; hearing Dante say that, he vaguely retracted his leg to kick.
Dante raised his hand to catch it, gently pushing Enda slightly backward. He held the foot and spread it a bit wider, revealing the spring scenery below.