Type's heart was pounding fast as he approached Puifai's condo door. It wasn't in anticipation. All he could think about was Tharn. Fuck! Why did I tell him he could sleep with anyone? Why did I hit him? "Why?" was all that was running through Type's mind.

Puifai opened the door and gave him a flirtatious smile over her shoulder. She was so pretty. Beautiful hair and a smile that lit up the room so why couldn't he get Tharn's smile out of his head? The way he kissed his forehead and fought his demons with him. The gentle way he touched him and the passionate way he made love to him. Type had never melted so fast in another person's arms. He always had to be the one to take the lead and take control. Just like Puifai expected him to tonight.

Type looked at her and she smiled as she patted the spot next to her on the bed. Her cheeks were red and she was a vision in her white dress. Did I look like that to Tharn that first night? Type approached the bed and sat down. He gently brushed her long hair behind her ear. She leaned forward shyly and pecked him on the lips. They feel wrong. Why do they feel wrong? No! Type frowned and concentrated hard on her face. I like girls! Tharn can't be the only one...he can't be.

Type pressed Puifai down on the bed and leaned down to kiss her. He swept his tongue into her mouth and heard her moans. Behind his closed eyes he saw Tharn in the bar where he played. He was probably getting hit on by some guy. A gentle guy. Someone who didn't call him asshole a thousand times a day like Type did. Type felt Puifai take off his shirt and it yanked him out of his thoughts. I have to get home. I have to see Tharn.

Type pulled away from Puifai and put his shirt back on. He stood by the foot of the bed and Puifai looked up at him with swollen lips and a confused expression.

"Type, what's wrong?" she asked.

His heart must have spoken before his head because he spilled the truth right then and there. "I have a lover. I'm sorry."

Puifai's jaw dropped for a moment before she came to her senses. Her hand flew towards his face and Type didn't even try to avoid the slap. SMACK! His cheek was stung red, but he didn't care. He had to get home. He almost flew out of Puifai's condo. The dorms will close soon.

He took a taxi and was there just in time. His heart pounded for another reason as he approached the dorm he shared with Tharn. This felt right. He just hoped that Tharn was in there.

Tharn closed his eyes and tears slipped out of the side of his eyes. He had played drums like a zombie today. As usual drinks, men and women had come to him all night. He didn't have it in him, though. He meant what he said to Type. Why would he look at anyone else when he had him? Although, after tonight that may no longer be the case and it hurt. Tharn put in his headphones and tried to drown out the pain even as he cried silently.

His heart stopped when he heard the door opening. He made his body smaller on the bed as if trying to hide. Now Type would try to talk to him and tell him it was over. He had been waiting with dread all week for this.

Type slid in behind Tharn and wrapped his right arm around him. His hand rubbed his stomach up and down soothingly as he nuzzled into his back.

"I'm sorry, Tharn" Type sobbed. "I'm really sorry."

Tharn hardened his heart. He didn't want to be Type's "casual lover" anymore. He wanted to be more and it would hurt more if he let this continue.

Tharn took off his head phones and stayed facing away from Type. He didn't want him to see his tears.

"Sorry for what?" Tharn asked softly. His heart was secretly soaring. Hoping that Type was finally going to return his feelings.

"I slept with Puifai," Type answered honestly. "She invited me to her room and suddenly...I remembered what I said to you. That you can have sex with anyone and it wouldn't be any of my business. That really hurt."

Tharn sighed. So he was just jealous, but that wasn't enough. Yet Tharn was still curious.

"Why?"

Type sniffled. "I don't know," he said with frustration. "The thought of you being with another man drives me insane." Type's voice rose higher as he tried to express all the feelings he's kept bottled up trying to fight this attraction. "Why? While I was hugging her soft body, I kept thinking about yours. While I was kissing her, all I thought about was your kiss. Whenever I'm with her, I'm always thinking about you."

Tharn took a deep breath and held onto Type's hand on his stomach. He half turned his body to look at him. "Did you really sleep with her?"

Type shook him and shook his head in frustration. He had gone so crazy he had explained himself badly. "I couldn't sleep with her. I can't sleep with women anymore."

Tharn turned around and tried to not keep his hopes up. His lips were so closed to Type's they almost brushed together. "Maybe you're just tired," Tharn whispered.

Type was losing his patience. "No." He emphatically shook his head. How much clearer do I have to be? "I'm not tired." In fact, Tharn's warm body and sweet breath against his face were already making him harder than having Puifai's entire tongue in his mouth.

"Maybe you'll find other men interesting..." Tharn suggested.

Type grabbed him by his collar. "Do you want to die, Tharn?! I am a man. I don't want to sleep with any other men. I can only do it with you."

Tharn's heart was on cloud eleven. He held onto Type's hand tightly. He was so afraid to believe. "So..."

Type's eyes softened and for the first time spoke the sweetest words to him " You are the only one I want to sleep with."

Tharn's eyes widened and he was so touched he started sniffling with Type. He could barely contain the emotion.

"Forgive me, Tharn. Forgive me one last time," Type asked earnestly. His tears streamed down and made it unbearable for Tharn.

Tharn gripped his nape and pulled Type to him. Type nuzzled tenderly into his neck as he sobbed. They had both nearly lost each other and the thought of it was unbearable.

Tharn gently caressed Type's silky black hair. "Good boy. You know I can never stay angry at you." Type moved even closer in response and kissed Tharn's neck. "So...you're mine now." Tharn said lovingly.

Type pulled away from him and looked down at his lover. Tharn still didn't get it. He always looked at Type as if he was his universe. As if anyone would want to be with Type, but the truth was the opposite. Tharn was the type anyone would love and would want to possess, but if it was up to Type, they wouldn't get the chance.

Type pulled at Tharn's hair possessively. "You're the one that's mine because I won't let go of you again," Type vowed. Maybe it was because that disgusting man had taken something precious from him all of those years ago. His first sexual experience. Now he felt like Tharn might have gifted it back to him. He'd taught him how to love and he'd never let anyone take Tharn away from him.

Tharn looked at him with soft watery eyes. His eyes shined so brightly with love it hurt Type so much. "You know...I've always been yours" Tharn said.

Type showed him the same the only way he knew how. He trailed kisses up Tharn's jaw and gently kissed his forehead. Then he worked his way down until he reached the corner of Tharn's lips. He pressed his lips to his and flicked his tongue on his lower lip gently. Then he pulled away to look down at Tharn.

Tharn had a love drunk expression on his face. His teeth flashed white as he smiled at Type with his eyes closed as if enjoying the aftertaste of the kiss. " Is this how you make it up to me?" He asked with a smirk.

Type could only respond honestly. "It's the only way I know how." He really didn't know about being lovey dovey and he had brusque manners, so this was the only way he could show Tharn how much he liked him. Type leaned in and kissed Tharn one more time.

Tharn's hand slid up and he buried his fingers in Type's hair as he sucked on his tongue. His tongue delved deeply as he tried to taste all of him. Type moaned as his fingers into Tharn's shoulder. Their groins pressed tightly together as they ground against each other while swallowing each other's moans.

Type hurriedly took off his shirt and hurried back to Tharn's bottom lip. Sucking it and nibbling as Tharn made love to his upper lip. His hands dragged up Tharn's tank top and their lips left a trail of saliva as they separated so Tharn could take off his shirt. However, it wasn't long before their tongues were dueling with each other again.

Tharn straddled Type and unbuttoned his pants. He dragged them down along with his underwear. His lips trailed kissed on Type's abs. He sucked and nibbled his way down even as he took his pants and underwear all the way off. Type's hands went to his boxers and yanked them down. This let Tharn know he was already desperate. They wouldn't last long this first time.

Tharn leaned down to nibble at Type's upper lip as his hand fumbled for the lube on the nightstand. He squeezed some unto his fingers and pressed them against Type's hole. Type's shorts were still around his knees, but there was no time. He widened his legs as much as he could and swiveled his hips down on Tharn's two digits. His hole already so wet his fingers flashed in and out of him effortlessly.

Type sucked at Tharn's bottom lip. The kissing sounds filled the room along with the sucking sound of the fingers sliding in and out of Type. Tharn hooked his fingers inside him and Type moaned as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

Type separated his lips to moan loudly.

"Type...shhh...the neighbors can hear you" Tharn whispered.

Type slapped Tharn's bare bottom. "You do it on purpose...ah!...asshole!" Type yelled as Tharn thrust inside strongly. Tharn held his legs in the air with his shorts and underwear still around his knees. Tharn wrapped his arms around Type's knees for leverage and snapped his hips forward.

The slapping sounds of their flesh resounded around the room along with Type's moans as Tharn kissed all around his face and bit and sucked at all parts of him. His loving was savage and animalistic. He thrust harder and harder, Type's every groan after every thrust encouraging to plunge in deeper and harder.

"Fuck!" Tharn cursed. He took Type's shorts and yanked them off and threw them to the side. He pressed Type's legs to almost beside his ears and pressed his sweaty forehead to Type's. He swiveled his hips as he thrust deep inside, pressing his pubes against Type's tight ass. "I'm so happy you're an athlete right now. I love your long legs," Tharn said softly.

Type leaned up and kissed Tharn. His tongue slipped inside and traced Tharn's teeth. His hands grabbed onto Tharn's ass for leverage and he lifted himself up to meet his thrust.

"Hmm...mmmm!" His muffled moans made Tharn even harder. He gripped Type's cock and stroked it hard. This was enough for Type to see stars. His cum spurted between them as he tried to press himself tighter against Tharn.

Tharn bit Type's bottom lip hard as he came. Type's leg shook against his and he kissed down the back of his knees soothingly. Type lowered his leg and barely caught his breath when Tharn started up again.

Tharn gripped his cock and Type moaned in protest.

"Tharn...ah...ungh...don't...please..!" Type protested. His cock tip was so swollen he didn't think he could come again, but Tharn wasn't stopping. He gripped him softer and stroked him to full hardness again.

Tharn kissed down his stomach and licked at his tip before going lower. Type tried to thump his forehead, but Tharn grabbed but of his wrists in his one hand on his stomach as he lowered his head to lick at his hole.

"Ah..." Type arched. It felt so good. "Tharn...no...it's dirty".

Tharn looked up at him with a serious face. "You're mine." Then he set in again and Type was lost.

Tharn inserted his tongue inside Type's hole. Then he started fucking him with his tongue. Type moved closer to his mouth each time as he felt Tharn tongue his insides. Tharn curled his tongue inside and stroked Type's cock faster. When Type's pre-cum started dripping down the side of his veiny cock onto Tharn's hand, Tharn pulled away from him.

He looked down at Type. His flushed chest, his soft eyes, delicious long legs and dark nipples were a sight. God, he missed him. Couldn't get enough of him. Wanted to take him in every position and kiss him everywhere. It was like he had a feast in front of him and didn't know where to start.

Type gulped when he saw how Tharn was looking at him. His fair skin was gleaming with sweat and rivulets rained down his chest and settled in his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Type thought that if he couldn't be with Tharn in the next life, he at least wanted to be his sweat.

Tharn grabbed Type by the arm and turned him on his stomach. He lifted him up on his knees. He pressed Type's upper body down on the bed. Type widened his legs in preparation. He felt Tharn's cum running down his legs and the sensation was ticklish, but not unpleasant.

Type grabbed onto the pillows tightly. His cock was swollen and sensitive, but so hard he could fuck a hole into the bed.

Type felt Tharn press against his hole once again. He widened his legs even more, his pucker open and trembling for Tharn's cock. Nothing felt like him inside. Type wanted more too.

Type moved his hips impatiently, but Tharn just waited. Tharn's hand caressed his back and rubbed his flanks. Then he felt a stinging sensation on his left butt cheek before the sound even registered. Tharn slapped his other cheek and Type yelped in surprise. Strangely, it made him even more excited.

Type groaned in frustration. "Ai asshole...fuck me!" Type snapped. Tharn snapped his hips forward and plunged inside. His wide cock stretched Type and his screams were muffled by the pillow as Tharn thrust inside hard and mercilessly. His cock flashed in and out of Type's hole, cum dripping down their thighs and onto the bed.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." Type groaned into the pillow as Tharn pummeled him into the bed. Tharn's fingers bit into his hips as he pistoned in and out of him. As Tharn became more desperate he held onto Type's shoulder and fucked him even harder. Their groans were louder than any other sound as they came together. Type spilling onto the bed and Tharn pulling out to cum on his bottom.

Type tried to turn over, but Tharn didn't let him. Incredibly, he was still hard. He turned Type on his side and laid down behind him. He lifted one of Type's legs and pressed his cock inside once more.

Type pressed his head back against Tharn's shoulder with a groan. "Again," Tharn whispered as he thrust gently inside and out. And it was like this that they made love all night and Tharn had his way with Type over and over.