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Chapter One 

Chay was honestly surprised that it hadn’t happened sooner. It was only sheer luck that it hadn’t happened to him yet. 

They had an intensely physical love language.  

It was an ever-present urge to touch the other, not always sexual. Sometimes it was instinctual, like during sleep for example. Kim would nudge his cock between his bare ass cheeks, merely looking to settle as close to home as possible.  

And it wasn’t always about his breasts either.  

Maybe 5% of the time.  

Kim was in love with all of him, after all.  

So yeah, it was an honest reflection to say that it was surprising that one of them hadn’t rubbed their dick past raw to the point it had been put in splints. 

Kim was dopey-eyed with relief from the pain medication, his too-abused length wrapped in healing ointment and bandages. Chay decided to take one for the team and presented himself as a suitable target for the harsh words of the doctor. 

“You must take better care of yourselves! Sex is like any other addiction: you must not let it stop you from living a full and enjoyable life. Absolutely no friction against the penile skin for an entire month!” the doctor was strict and no-nonsense, trusting that the wide-eyed Chay would carry out his orders to the letter. 

Watching his lover smiling idiotically through whatever medicated vision was dancing in front of his eyes ( read – probably some kind of Chay-booby-filter ), he shook his head wryly at the thought of the Olympic level moping that was sure to come his way over the next four weeks. 

But far be it from Chay’s gremlin to leave him without some way to push the boundaries. The little devil that lived on his shoulders seemed to stand on his tippy toes and whisper in his ear. 

Doctors order to the letter . Doesn’t mean abiding by the spirit ...after all, where there’s a booby, there’s a way.  

Chay, full of relief as the adrenaline of the medical emergency receded from his immediate vision, laughed internally as he considered the many ways that he could tease wonderful pleasure out of his lover without laying a hand on his cock. 

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Of course, the fall out was spectacular. Kim seemed to have gone through the five stages of grief, pouting as he sat resigned amidst the books and musical instruments which had been shoved around during his temper tantrum at the doctor’s prescribed course of action. 

No loving?! For an entire month?! No!!!!  

Feeling like his world was ending, Chay let him wallow for a while before walking through their bedroom in his brand-new nurse's outfit. He made sure that his stilettos were shiny red and that his boobies filled out the candy-striped outfit pleasingly. He may also have foregone panties, a sight he was hoping would help demonstrate the flexible ways around the doctor’s orders. 

“Ah! Khun Theerapanyakul...I see you are my next patient!” he cried, tapping his clipboard and trotting up to a now fish mouthing P’Kim.  

Shoving his way gently into Kim’s personal space, he pressed sweet kisses on any skin he could reach, squealing internally when he could feel some of Kim’s enthusiasm start to return after his tunnel-visioned tantrum. 

Honestly P’Kim! I’m surprised at you, what a lack of imagination!  

Kim was kissing him back ferociously now, eyes darting everywhere on his pretty nurse-Chay. Chay pulled back and slowly started unbuttoning the top portion of his candy-striped dress, making sure his little white hat stayed on for effect. 

“Okay Khun, first part of your medicine...drink your milk up please. It’s good for bones, don’t you know? And it’s all about making sure your boner is kept healthy after all!” he trilled, trying to keep his moans quiet as he eagerly enjoyed the soft suckles of Kim’s now-expert-milk-drinking technique. He allowed an enthused Kim to bring his hands up and massage and tease his titties, knowing how much it got him going.  

Phase one complete. Now onto Phase Two. This shouldn’t take much; he’s been out of action for 48 hours now...that’s a personal record for us!  

Crooning, stroking the now gentling suckles, he stroked Kim’s milk-drunk face and petted him gently. Fingers briefly running down his chest to pinch and pull at his favourite tan discs, he gloried in the gasps and air-humping that were now coming from his handsome Phi.  

“Chay! Are you... oh god ...I’m so close already...feels so good... not sore at all !” Kim sounded delighted, the lightbulb slowly starting to turn on for him as he seemed to realise what Chay’s plan was. Dark eyes wide, he forced his head back against the soft couch cushions and watched eagerly for a now guaranteed sexy sight. 

Chay stood up slowly, letting his perky cock bounce and poke stiffly out of the taffeta under his skirting. 

“Okay Khun, I’m glad you’ve taken your milk so well. Now I just need to... oops !” he cried, ‘dropping’ his thermometer behind him. 

Winking at a now deliriously happy, air humping P’Kim, he exclaimed his accident and bent over slowly, letting his ruffly skirting fall quickly up his back as his bare ass and rim were revealed mere inches from Kim’s greedy gaze. 

One.  

Two.  

Thr-  

“Ah! Oh God...such a sexy nurse! Love you, LOVE YOU!” 

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As their humans acted out their silly routine, Chay’s gremlin signalled to Kim’s with a satisfied ‘thumbs-up’ motion and was generally satisfied at a good job well done. 

Kim’s gremlin sighed dreamily at the invisible creature that lived on Chay’s shoulder, longing to join him in paired-mischief-making.  

Stretching his hearing, he caught both their humans thinking the same thing and couldn’t help but feel hopeful that the same logic could somehow be applied to his own lovesickness for Chay’s gremlin. 

Where there’s a booby, there’s a way.  

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Chapter Two  

Chay had to be sneaky with his next idea. A sated P’Kim was happily asleep as he cuddled into the round squish mallows which Chay had painstakingly lured into the strong arms as he wormed his way out of the bed.  

The gremlin on his shoulder, who he had thoughtfully named ‘Rem’ in the deep caverns of his insanity, was begging him to take a picture of Kim dream-motor-boating the doughnut themed squishmallows.  

No. That’s not fair to him. He’s under the care of Nurse Chay right now!  

The slight fullness and pain his titties brought him back to the steps of his plan. He nimbly made his way to their large walk-in closet and crept down to the little cave he had made, buried behind their collection of expensive suits.  

Cushions and blankets littered the cozy nest, his water and snacks on the little foldaway table that rested next to the tablet. Settling himself down for the long-haul, he fumbled for the equipment hidden under the blanket and affixed the suction cups of the breast pump that would gather the magical milk his body bore for the man he loved.  

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His little fridge now held a respectable amount, more than enough to carry out his plan for following the letter ( if not the spirit ) of the doctor’s orders.  

He turned on the spa function in their Grecian styled ( and sized ) pool and donned his silky white toga. He was wearing a shoulder-length wig which he had styled into curling braids worthy of a prince and his eyes were smoky. Khun had wept with joy as he bought and packaged the millions of dollars' worth of warm yellow gold that now adorned various body parts of his nearly naked form.  

A richly decorated pewter ewer was the finishing touch to his plan to pull pleasure from his P’Kim without laying a hand on his cock.  

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A dazedly happy Kim willingly let himself be bullied into the ‘healing’ waters as bade by his ‘prince’. The silky toga was driving him mad as it let one bouncy booby fly free, teasing the other to Kim’s greedy eyes by poking out the juicy pink nips he longed to suckle.  

It’s been hours since I had my milk. I’m a healing boy who needs his milky num-nums!  

He pouted as his groping fingers were gently slapped away, the smoky eyed prince deigning to act as a bathing attendant for a lowly acolyte like him.  

“Come now, my Lord. I have some healing potion that will help the invigoration of your love stick...this is the land of milk and honey after all...” his voice trailed off suggestively.  

Kim was reclined in the bubbling waters, his healing-but-still-out-of-friction-commission-dick pointing straight to the prince who owned his heart.  

“My Prince! I am unworthy...but I beg for your healing succour...please...” he moaned prettily, vaguely understanding that his Angel was planning to present him with sights so sexy that he would reach the peak of physical pleasure from the delirium of Chay’s beauty alone.  

Chay smiled softly, helping things along by adjusting his toga so that the silky fabric was pushed to the side and his glorious bosom was swayed tantalizingly in front of Kim’s dazed face and reaching fingers.  

“Alright my Lord...lie back and thrust your hips out of the water. Await the divine healing touch of my own magic...” and reached down to reach for the pretty ewer.  

Kim’s eyes bulged as the water surged, the seeds of suspicion taking far longer to form than the time the first splashes of magic-booby-milk hit his raging and raw cock.  

That entire pitcher is full of his milk. He loves me so much that he’s planned this in advance. He is so beautiful, my Angel.  

The warmed booby milk trickled down steadily over a twitching and rock-hard dick that was pointing straight at the man he loved.  

Kim imagined that his own gremlin, who he had secretly named ‘Lin’, was standing at the base of his cock and pointing it at the necessary angles to maximise the milky coverage on his desperate-for-Chay flesh.  

“Ah! So good! So warm! Oh Chay, I love you so much Angel...” Kim cried out, the steady flow of milk beginning to catalyse his pleasure. He longed for sweet kisses as he finished off by humping the milk stream, but he gladly made do with the feeling of balmy love that this entire scene had given him.  

“That’s it P’Kim...feel my love for you...all warm and welcoming...” Chay crooned, helping his lover along to a satisfying finish.  

As Kim felt the wave of pleasure rise through him, it was the sight of the last globs of slowly solidifying cream from the ewer that set him off like a rocket. The little white dots adorned the crown of his cock sweetly, dripping down like a long slow kiss from Chay’s boobies.  

“Angel! Ah! Coming...love you!” he gasped, splashing and thrusting and emptying himself in the bubbling bathwater of healing breast milk.  

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As Lin practiced for some bizarre version of a caber toss, he opened his mouth and tried to capture some of the love and magic made manifest from Rem and his human. Looking up, eyes trying to see past the waterfall of milk that was delighting his own human, he espied the creature who owned his own heart playing peekaboo with him in the slippy and silky fabric of the toga that had been thrust to the side of Chay’s torso.  

Please join me. This is fun. It’s like going to a water park with rides.  

Rem smiled in appreciation for Lin’s imagery and squealed on the frequency only they could hear. He leapt from the towering height of Chay’s boobies and lost himself for a while in the rich creamy milk-fall. He landed with an ‘ooph’ next to Rem, giggling like crazy as they played hide and seek around the maypole of Kim’s exploding cock.  

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Chapter Three 

Behind all the wonder that his magic bloodline wrought, next to all the obsession related to his admittedly wonderful breasts, after all the dazedness that he could cause his P’Kim in fits of jealousy by playfully flirting with Macau... 

Behind all of this, they were two men who were deeply in love with one another. It was a serious, all-consuming love that didn’t need to always be expressed comically or through Kim’s obsessive lens of a specific Chay-body-part. 

Kissing and caressing each other, Chay and Kim spoke with their eyes and their hands and their lips. Wrapped in rich cotton bedding, they listened to the quiet hum of their city come to life as the sun started filtering through the shades Kim had set to semi-opened. 

Noses rubbed against each other; gentle sniff kisses exchanged across collar bones as they affirmed their deep romantic connection. 

“I love you Kim...even before these decided to appear one day...” he smiled playfully down at his breasts, spilling the warmed and heavy flesh across the powerful lean planes of Kim’s chest. 

Chay crowded Kim against the bed, hands held together as he smushed him with intent. 

Kim’s eyes darkened and flashed as Chay whispered intentions. 

“Let me make you feel good...let me kiss you down here ...” his voice turned raspy, heady at the thought of the drugging kisses and licks he wishes to lathe against Kim’s spectacularly sensitive rim.  

Kim’s dick, still pinkening with healing, almost poked him in the eye with the rapidity of its rise to attention. Kim’s hips were already thrusting into the air, his gasps of assent turning delirious for the activity they purposefully didn’t engage in very often. 

“Oh god...yes my love, please... eat me out, Angel...” he whined to his lover, longing for the warm touch that would soon burn him in sensitivity. 

Chay kissed his way softly down his lover’s body, his own desire shooting through him as his pretty cock stroked down the bedding. They didn’t do this often, simply because it turned Kim into a submissive puddle who longed for more and more attention to his rim and p-spot. They were busy men with active careers, so this was only saved for special occasions. 

“Hold your knees up for me, sweetie,” he instructed him gently, rubbing his dry thumb gently across the clean and pink furl of Kim’s wonderful ass. It immediately tried to absorb the digit, desperate for stimulation and fulfilment. 

“Please Chay...oh please... do me !” Kim was thrashing his head side to side, his cock humping the air and leaking profusely. 

Settling himself in, Chay kissed around the cute globes of Kim’s arse before licking gently into the puckered furl. He spat directly onto the twitching entry a few times, getting the area wet and messy for his tongue and fingers. 

“Ah! Oh Chayyyy.... .yes .....” Kim was mindless, already half gone before they had started. 

Chay paused for a few seconds, taking a mental snapshot for his own pleasure banks and then immediately got to work in pushing his lover to the heights of physical pleasure. 

Licking, biting, trying to eat the flesh with his tongue...he ate out his lover, enjoying the friction of the soft cotton on his own surging length. 

His hands came up to hold Kim’s squirming hips, desperate to drive Kim to an untouched orgasm from the simple feeling of his tongue on his sensitive rim and ass. 

He fucked his tongue like a pointed fork, straight into the ass that tried to suck him in further.  

Only Chay would ever know this taste. This was Kim. No hint of Wik or Khimhant here.  

“Chay...gonna come... lick me faster ...PLEASE!!!” Kim wailed, his gun calloused fingers pinching and swirling at his own tan nipples, trying to hurry along the orgasm that was clearly surging through the taut balls. 

Humping the bed as much as he could, Chay tried his best to increase the wet friction, loving the feeling as the generous length in front of him suddenly exploded in wet creamy surges. 

“Chay! Love you! Love you so much!!!” Kim cried, hands now gone from holding his legs up as he let his twitching limbs collapse on either side of Chay’s head.  

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It took a few minutes for him to regain his senses, realising that Chay was still mindlessly humping the bed even as his head lay resting on Kim’s muscular thigh. 

“Mmmm... my Kim ... my P’Kim...” Chay was murmuring, trying to lick up the drops of spend he could reach from this angle of looking at Kim’s slightly deflated balls. 

I love you Angel...you’re so pretty...all mine.  

Kim gently placed Chay’s head on a pillow before slithering down his somewhat mindless form and immediately inhaled the purple head of his lover’s pretty cocklet. 

After only a few brief sucks, he was in full receipt of a mouthful of creamy load, Chay’s hands coming to coil in his sweaty bedhead of hair, gripping a bit too tightly as he came down Kim’s throat. 

“So good...came so hard... going to marry you one day P’Kim...” he murmured, before his eyes slid shut in replete bliss, not realising the stupor he had left his jaw-dropped lover in. 

Marry me? My husband? You’d be with me forever?  

“Ah! Fuck...I’m coming again!!!” he whisper-cried, moaning in adoration at the man he loved more than his own life. 

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Chapter Four 

Engaged.  

He was engaged to the love of his life.  

He routinely had to sit them both down as they were getting dizzy from the spins he had been doing as he swept up a startled Chay into his arms and wept with happiness at the update to their couple-status. 

Fiancés.  

Soon-to-be-husbands.  

Belonging to each other as well as their selves.  

His cock, ever expressive of the vast love he felt for Chay, was unrelenting and had taken a slight relapse in its healing trajectory. 

Nurse Chay was firm on no friction and had been clear that he would stop an active Kim from rubbing any friction into his still-pink skin. 

However, what Chay didn’t seem to realize, was that an asleep Kim was as much of an in-love-simp as an awake Kim. The nights after their impromptu engagement, even after falling asleep sated in the inventive arms of his lover, he would toss and turn and rub against the rich cotton bedding. He would dream and fantasise and live entire worlds with his lover, humping the bedding until he woke on a pained whimper as he accidentally broke the thin and healing skin. 

“Khimhant Theerapanyakul! Who do you belong to? Who tells you what to do?” he heard on the way home from an embarrassing trip to their stern but effective doctor.  

Chay was shouting at him between hot kisses, not helping as he manhandled Kim into the back of the car and whipped his shirt open to hand express some of his magical breast milk. Gathering it in one of the many flasks the kept around for such a purpose, he narrowed his eyes on the whimpering and unrepentant Kim before gently pulling his loose-fitting clothing down. 

“You do...always you!” Kim whimpered, feeling his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he was turned over onto Chay’s lap with his bare ass hanging in the air. He didn’t even know if the driver’s window was shut or if the passenger windows had been tinted down. 

“You do what your owner says, Mr Theerapanyakul! Or should I say Mr Kittisawadt? Am I really going to have to put off taking you ring shopping if I can’t trust you with controlling yourself? What if you rub it right off!? Am I going to have to get a stand-in husband?” he raged at the submissively posed Kim, taking the now full flask and holding it between his strong thighs so that Kim’s cock was getting a titty-milk bath even as he prepared for the spanking that he knew was coming. 

“NO!!! Please don’t even joke about another husband Chay...hurts more than my raw cock ever did!” he begged, moaning as the first smack of Chay’s strong left arm thrust his sore yet hard dick into the warm and creamy milk from his titties. 

Chay merely ‘hmmmed’, alternating between smacks against his ass cheeks and soothing rubs along his sensitive rim.  

He was so close...this felt so fucking amazing...  

“Mine... my P’Kim ...never letting anyone else see this...everything you are is mine...” he whispered, his voice going velvety soft as he gently pried open Kim’s no-doubt bruised and pinkened ass cheeks to hook his thumb more firmly into the pulsing entrance to his ass. 

He's owning me.  

He's showing me that I am his husband.  

He's disciplining me...he’s showing me I can trust him with my everything.  

Fuck, this milk feels amazing on my cock.  

“Ah Chay! Ah! I’m coming!!!” 

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As their humans perused the bright and shiny diamonds set in pale metal bands, Rem felt his own cheeks go bright red when he was caught looking appreciatively at the way the light was glittering within Lin’s pretty eyes.  

At the arched eyebrow of his anthropomorphic friend, he smiled shyly and tentatively raised his fingers across the divide of Lin’s human’s bumpy chest ( it was their favourite place to chill out – who wouldn’t want to hang out in a bouncy castle that served milkshakes? !). 

Hand held out bravely, he kept his gaze on the shiny rocks and only jumped slightly when Lin lithely jumped the squishy distance between them and lay his head on Rem’s shoulder with a pretty sigh. 

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Chapter Five  

The stern doctor was grudgingly impressed with the renewed attention that the amorous couple had committed to Kim’s personal healing. Sitting rather docilely for a Theerapanyakul heir, Kim submitted to the careful inspection of the health care practitioner ( so unlike the beautiful image conjured in his mind of Nurse Chay... ).  

Hearing the snapping of his rubber gloves, Kim’s mind was also drawn to the clinical role play the now engaged couple had undertaken, Chay’s long slim fingers reaching deep inside him and relentlessly massaging and stimulating his sensitive p-spot. His throat had been as raw as his healing dick from the endless pleasure that would not stop from Chay’s examination...  

Don’t get hard in front of the stern-faced doctor, Kim !  

“Right, well I’m pleased to see that you’ve been following my medical advice... at last ...I’d say you are a week away from a gentle introduction to normal penile stimulation and friction. I’d recommend sticking to the silkier material for underclothing but other than that, you should soon be able to return to your normal... ah. ..routine,” the doctor hedged, glancing between Kim’s starry eyes and Chay’s seemingly automatic motions to undo his shirt and allow Kim to partake of the healing milk he possessed.  

Chay straightened his nurturing posture, realizing that the exam was over and that for once, Kim had indeed been a good boy .  

Gathering up their belongings and helping his fiancée back into his clothing discretely, he then shook hands with the gruff doctor and handed him an envelope made from rich and expensive card stock.  

“ At your discretion, please accept this donation to the hospital Dr... ”  

Watching the young, clearly in love men depart his office, he looked down at the envelope and felt his jaw drop as he saw the number of zeroes at the end of the figure. Letting a rare and tiny half smile grace his increasingly lined face, he spared a thought for the varied forms which deep and true love took in this world. Out of the blue, he could suddenly taste and smell the chicken curry that he knew his husband would have made for him after a tiring day dealing with young-and-stupids...  

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During this time, they had spent time reaffirming their relationship. This meant letting the strong physicality of their love language blend a bit more quietly into the background. Dating as fiancées was fun and exciting, running around the water fountains in the banking district and letting stern faced financiers look at them askance. Or taking some time to spend a day at the beach with their brothers, indulging Hia Khun with youthful joy as they played board games and drank mocktails under the warm sun. If they hadn’t been so caught up in their romantic love, they might have noticed the normally unflappable Khun to be increasingly distracted, his gaze drawn and brows furrowed as he stared at a baggy-shorts wearing Arm in a kind of hungry fascination...  

“One week, Angel...I’m going to love you so well, you won’t be able to sit down for a week...” he whispered the sexy threat into the air, moving his hips in a rolling motion as he took Chay’s cock as deep as it would go. Chay was on his back, with Kim having his back to his delicious chest. His bouncy friends cushioned his angular form as he made love to Chay, his own now-only-slightly-pink cock humping the air instead of being at risk of friction against Chay’s abs.  

Chay was holding onto Kim’s hips, helping him bounce and roll his hips backward on the pretty cock that made Kim see stars. Chay’s lips felt like lava as they bit and sucked on Kim’s neck, so at odds with the more tender motions they were making with their hips.  

When Kim was the partner being penetrated, the rhythm of their bodies tended toward deep seated emotion rather than animalistic fucking.  

“Oh sweetie... my Kim ...how does my cock feel? Are you feeling good?” he begged to know, wanting confirmation that he was doing his job as a supportive and loving partner through this time of ill-health for his hubby.  

They were both sweaty, their balls jiggling and tautening with their ever-increasing desire. Kim’s hole felt sweetly sensitive, Chay’s cockhead kissing the rim as he entered and withdrew in the regular motion of their lovemaking.  

“It’s so good! You’re my one and only Chay! I’ve only ever known you !” Kim wailed in answer, looking down at his desperate member. If he was allowed, he knew it would only take one stroke, one quick tug to have him spurting his milky spend all over their bedding.  

Chay could hear and feel how close his hubby was, bringing his hands up from Kim’s hips to quickly squeeze briefly at his own tits to coat his fingers in the sweet milk he was so addicted to. His bosom still cushioning Kim’s head, he drizzled the milk over Kim’s open and gasping mouth and then moved the clever digits to Kim’s tan coloured nipples.  

He squeezed them harshly, knowing that the unexpectedly rough treatment was something Kim enjoyed.  

“ Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh Chay, I’m com...” he screamed his pent-up desire into the air, head whipping back and forth even as it was supported by his bosom buddies. His cock spurted a fountain of creamy cum, untouched yet much loved. His inner channels spasmed painfully, milking the pleasure from Chay’s cock as his lover matched the loud screams of pleasure with his own yells.  

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Rem and Lin cuddled together in the valley of Chay’s boobs, sipping their milkshakes and generally just enjoyed the quiet respite that came with their humans’ madness being temporarily sated by restful sleep.  

They were mostly content together, gazing at the universe of stars each beheld in the other. Formed as they were from the power of their human’s creativity, they held some traits similar to their creators, but they were autonomous beings with their own drives and perspectives.  

It was why they knew, without saying anything out loud, that something was... absent . Not missing – they were freethinking creatures who loved each other ( even if they were yet to say it out loud ) and were whole both on their own and as a pair, but there was something...unfinished? Absent? Yet to arrive?  

Thoughts on the same wavelength, they were both startled when Chay’s phone started to ring with a funny recording of someone saying, “ do not feed this gremlin after midnight ”.  

The picture flashing was of a handsome boy, with something magical, wild and untamed about his smile and dimples.  

Rem and Lin both tilted their heads and read the name, “ Macau Theerapanyakul ”.  

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Chapter Six  

Khun might very well kill them, but they’d die with such orgasmic looks of glory on their faces that it might well be worth it.  

Chay felt replete with satisfaction, his consciousness dimming to sweet blackness as he relished the memories from his impromptu wedding day.  

Chay didn’t know how long he would have lasted without the feel of Kim’s cock stretching out his insides and rearranging his guts. He had even commissioned a personalized dicking down calendar, each date crossed off with an erect cock meme. Kim had snickered when he thought of the wait for his dick to go ‘up’ when Chay wanted a ‘dicking down’.  

However, he soon had the smile wiped from his face when Chay narrowed his eyes and declared that the next time they made love could only be when they were spouses.  

“We’ve been through too much, P’Kim. You need to learn to be less cavalier about your health. Maybe I need to legally formalize my husbandly rights over your very flesh...” he breathed hotly over a stunned Kim, days before the doctor would sign them off on normal sexual relations.  

“I’ll let you think about that before dicking down day arrives...I’m going to stay with Hia for a bit. Maybe I’ll take pity on you and send you some saucy pics and some bottled milk...or maybe I'll just need to express it and let it go to whoever is thirsty...” he threatened, wanting Kim to realize this issue with their out-of-control lust couldn’t happen again.  

They couldn’t hurt their bodies beyond repair. The Kittisawadt magic wasn’t that powerful.  

And he picked up his prepared bag, leaving a fish-mouthing Kim behind and walked out quickly before Kim could find the wherewithal to snap out of his instant grief  

As Chay tiredly ran his fingers through the silky black locks of his husband, he smiled as he remembered the desperate measures as they were parted for a matter of days.  

Stones thrown against his old bedroom window.  

A clean bill of health from their stern-faced doctor.  

Videos of Kim pouring himself into a cock cage and mailing Chay the key to his Hia’s address.  

Photos of their quickly processed marriage paperwork, genuine plans to ward off Khun’s interference annotated on the side.  

He groaned with pained delight, his sore ass aching with the many poundings he had taken from Kim’s much larger cock, as he turned over onto his side and thought of the first reunion round they had taken.  

Kissing his new husband, the bland beige of a city hall ceremony absent from his memories, he felt it as a blur as they reached their honeymoon suite. Their plans to take a family cruise to Bermuda beaches were confirmed, their itinerary planned imminently.  

Kim had carried him into the room, making Chay swoon and then smile with delight as he was placed upon the bed and kissed breathlessly before they laughed and ran back outside to the threshold. Kim looped his arms around Chay’s smaller form, nuzzling into his warm boobies and let himself be carried through this time.  

They were equals after all.  

It had been all sweetness and desperation, Chay desperate for the raw pleasure of Kim’s naked cock pounding against all his sweet spots. Fingers and toys went some way to satisfy his ache, but nothing matched his husband's own anatomy.  

“Yes! Oh hubby...there, THERE...harder...YES!” he had cried, coming untouched as his body gratefully accepted the touch it had been so denied. Kim had been single minded, head bowed and trying to catch at the pretty nipples he loved as he snapped his skinny hips like a piston.  

Afterward, they had collapsed in blissful satiation, Kim mouthing and suckling gladly at the creamy milk pouring out from Chay’s magical boobies. He made Chay cry with the heartfelt love and honesty of his confession, as he worshipped at Chay’s exotic flesh.  

“Mark my forehead Angel...and my body...bathe me and bless me with your magic, my Husband... let your milk bless our marriage ...” he begged.  

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Time became odd. Their intense worship unknowingly catalyzed a forking in the journey of all Theerapanyakul and Kittisawadt men. The karmic balances within their bloodlines resonated, pulling back and leaping forth along the timelines.  

Cosmic possibilities of both the mortal and divine, of magical and mundane crystalized into real chances.  

Dreaming of odd images, of his brother looking replete with happiness and strangely, of himself with an oddly rounded belly were fluttering across the back of his eyelids.  

Images of himself, Kim, Kinn, Porsche, Tankhun, Arm and even Macau...as well as strangely familiar faces he couldn’t name yet...they all swirled together in an augury of meaning that was yet to become clear.  

Finally, as he felt consciousness return to his tired body, he heard a woman’s voice in his ear, whispering rhyming words that confused him.  

“ Prices paid, old and new.  

What you need and want is true.  

Trial of three, each angle met.  

Perhaps a shining future yet .”  

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He smelled salty air and felt an ocean breeze ruffling his curly hair. His arms were still wrapped around the form of his husband, so he didn’t immediately panic but the strange sensation filtered through to one who thought he was still in his marriage bed.  

Eyes fluttering open, the bright sunshine harsh against his vision, he slowly looked around and found himself on the luxury Theerapanyakul super yacht that they had recently purchased.  

He looked around and saw that they were all lying on the bare wooden deck, the figures including all their brothers and cousins.  

Am I dreaming? How did I get here?  

TBC in the next instalment of this series...