Thawin has done all sorts of things to the new intern, and Punn has encouraged him each and every time. There are hints, however, that Punn has a darker side.
Everything he does, no matter all the power that Thawin has, seems to be something Punn lets him do.
It’s been a particularly rough day, Thawin invites Punn back to his office as usual, planning to have a bit of fun with him.
Today, however, Punn arrives...different.
“Khun Thawin,” Punn starts. “Strip.” Thawin stares, waits. “Strip,” he says, and this time Thawin has no control, is taking off his clothes without wanting to, meaning to.
A reversal. Interesting.
“We don’t want to make a mess of that nice suit,” Punn says, and when he says “we,” Thawin gets the distinct feeling that he himself is not part of the equation.
Thawin raises an eyebrow. “What now?”
“Knees,” Punn instructs, but again, Thawin hesitates.
“Use the voice,” Thawin says. “I like it.”
Punn smirks, and there’s something soft and sharp there. “I got it from a friend.”
Thawin is all the more curious, but he still doesn’t move.
Punn strips his own clothes, folds them neatly and places them on a chair. “Khun Thawin, get on your knees and suck me.”
Although forced, Thawin is all too happy to oblige, falling to his knees in front of Punn, who is half-hard as he takes him in his mouth. He grabs Punn’s ass as he starts sucking him, drawing him further in, looking up at Punn as he deep throats him.
Thawin feels the way Punn trembles as he’s close, Punn right on the edge.
Thawin pulls back, licks Punn again just to make his whole body shudder. “Want me to swallow? Or make that mess you were talking about?”