Will
Nate's face when I told him I bought a vibrator to make things easier was priceless. I think it's so cute when he rolls his eyes and gets his mouth open, it's always funny, but what surprised me was not that, and even less the sex. Although, the sex is always intense and very good. This time it was even better, like a new first time, although I did use a vibrator, but I can't compare it to my boyfriend doing everything in a seductive way, with a strong grip that took me to many places, without even leaving the bed. But, back to the subject of "surprising", do you know what really surprised me?
Your tears.
Along with them, his insecurity in thinking that he doesn't deserve to be with me, after reading so much crap on the internet. Nate's insecurity reminded me of Wanchai when he thought he wasn't
WillHis words make me smile non—stop, as well as making me a little disconcerted at the thought of the invitation. I am brought out of my reverie when I hear my mother gasp. I stop smiling and look up into her face. She doesn't look very happy, there will probably be a shower of questions coming at me, but the secret is to always tell the truth, however, she won't believe me, because the truth is sometimes scary, and it seems like a big lie.She invites me to the table, and I get up and walk down the hall to the dining room. I sit down on one of the chairs, and we stand there waiting for my father and sister.My mother looks all the time toward my neck, and I look in the mirror beside me, behind the main chair, where my father usually sits, and realize that I am the same color as the wal
WillThe day my parents found out that Sunee didn't like men, but women, it was chaos. The memories of that day are still vivid in my memory. Words, screaming, and crying. I remember everything, especially my parents saying that Sunee needed therapy, that she was confused, and a while later when they came to the conclusion that it wouldn't do any good, they made her choose between being their daughter, or continuing to date "that girl from London". My sister made her choice, something that at first I recriminated, I thought it was very wrong, that someone like her, who could have any man she wanted, wanted a girl? For Will at that time, it was very wrong!At that time I didn't understand my sister, because I didn't understand myself either, I didn't accept myself, I recriminated what she did, and I felt guilty for even considering the possibility of l
WillA few days after the sea of sadness that drowned my boyfriend, he finally had the strength to start deciding the direction of his life. We went to his parents' house at a time when they were not there. With the help of his sister, we packed up his things, and he moved into an apartment-hotel near the center of Bangkok. Looking at it from this angle, he is right, so let's give it time, and see where this rough sea will take us.In the midst of all this we have to work. Publicizing the last episodes of the series, recording some special programs reacting to the last episodes, interviews, doing several commercials for famous brands, lives to promote products related to the series. The work just doesn't stop, and this is good, but my only concern is with him, whenever I watch him he looks tired, and sometimes sad, although he denies it.
Nate— Will, I think we need to talk!We look in the direction of the voice behind us and find your grandfather's broad smile. He pulls out a chair and sits down next to us.— What are you doing away from here? Why aren't you at our table? — asks, Will stares at him, smiling a little gracelessly.— I don't want to be at the same table as my parents!— I am no longer at the same table as them, you can come stay with us, your uncle is also there with his husband, and. - his grandfather doesn't finish his sentence, and stares at my boyfriend as if he is analyzing him. - What happened? Your parents didn't like it very much when I said I would ask you to s
NateI pass through the door that leads to the living room, and back to the space where the party is, I stop and look around, and something displeases me. Is it serious? I went to the bathroom and my boyfriend was dancing with my sister-in-law. Could someone explain to me what happened in this short period of time?Before I can walk up to them, I am stopped by a voice.— There you are! Nate, is that your name? I don't think we've been introduced, I'm Phailin, Will's mother!I stare at the woman next to me. Her appearance reminds me a lot of Will, in a feminine and older version. The tone of her voice exudes mischief and glamour, as does her beautiful blue dress.
WillWhen I left Nate's house with the intention of coming to my grandfather's party, I didn't expect so many different emotions at the same time. If I were a gossip show host, I would certainly give the following summary:You can't miss it! On today's program, watch the seven amazing moments from the birthday party, of the patriarch of the Woninchai family, that impacted my evening...1 - My grandfather doing what my parents didn't, taking me in;2 - My parents pretending I don't exist, while my mother confabulates with Kanya's mother, our wedding, which will happen only in their heads;3 - Kanya being insistent, asking me to dance; 4 - Nate pulling me out of Kanya's arms;5 - Nate letting his body do the talking for him, and grabbing me in my grandfather's library, as if he had never had sex in his life (which was quite interesting!);6 - Lyn and her antics; 7 - The arrival of Sunee;— When did you arrive? — asked Lyn, and then hugged her tightly. She detaches herself
Will— Ah... Eh...— From the shame on your face, it must be sex. Isn't it? — Sunee continues the question. — I can see the scene now, Nate didn't want to be the passive one, did he?Sunee asked, and Lyn laughed.— You mean Lyn knows the details, and I don't? Why not? — she asks, feigning indignation.— Because you are always too busy, the time zone doesn't cooperate, I am also working a lot, in my spare time I am with Nate, and I was not passive in the beginning!— What do you mean? — both ask in unison.— I didn't see any problems in being passive, and I offered myself, because I saw that we wouldn't leave 0-0, but my boyfriend wanted to try it, and after a while I wanted to try it too...— A flex couple? That's wonderful! — exclaims Lyn, and Sunee nods in agreement.— But what about you? What brought you back to the country? And it's no use saying it was Grandpa's party, because you were whispering the whole time...— I will tell you, but you must keep it a secr
NateI am not a romantic guy. At least I didn't used to be, until I met Will. This boy has managed to awaken feelings that I have never felt for anyone else. I want to hear his voice, his stories, his laments, take care of him, be with him. To feel his smell, his mouth on mine, his caresses, his body... Ah, I am so in love!We are six months into our relationship, I have just moved into my apartment, and I thought the time was right for a surprise. When the doorbell rings, my heart races.Stay calm, Nate!Before I open the door, an involuntary smile forms on my lips. I open the door and find him, accompanied by his sisters. I notice his gaze sweeping over my body, which pleases me, and we remain like this for a few seconds until we are snapped out of our momentary trance by my sister-in-law.After the fond moment at my door, and all the pleasant conversations between our families before and during dinner, my mind can only think of how to speak what I have in mind. I remember the ch
WillHis arms squeeze me even tighter, I wrap mine around his neck, while my tongue meets his. All these days without any contact have made me sad and moody. His hands begin a pleasant play on my back, moving up and down my back, caressing me and making me want to surrender to the moment even more. Our kiss is hungry. I want to devour his mouth, and he wants the same, and his body gently pushes mine somewhere, until I feel the wall behind me. My body is pressed together in a way that I know where we will be in a few minutes, especially if we keep kissing like this, we will both be hard.I stop the kiss, and push him away slightly, because Nate doesn't want to let go. I meet his confused gaze.— What is it, love? Don't you want to?— Of course I want to!— So, what is the problem?— Where will we do it? On the ground?— Of course not!— Another thing, whose house is this? Relax... This room has nothing, but the one next door has a great bed, an amazing bathroom with a tu
WillLyn's screams startle me, I look toward the house, and it is still dark. I hurry my steps and arrive in front of the door. My hand touches the doorknob, I turn it, and it opens. I enter the house. I turn on the flashlight on my cell phone, look around hoping to find a light switch, and to my surprise I find one near the door, I touch it and the light goes on. I call out to my sister, but get no answer from her, my heart squeezes, and a slight chill passes through my stomach. I look around me, at what seems to be a small entrance hall. There is a large staircase with golden handrails, and in front of me a wide, glazed door. I open it, and once again look for a switch. When I finally manage to find it, along with the glow of the lamp comes the surprise, the room appears to be a living room. Its white walls, a large chandelier in the center of the room, but there is not a single piece of furniture in the entire space. I begin to think that my sister might be fooling me, or wors
WillThe days have dragged on, and I still haven't spoken to Nate. Today, Valentine's Day, we could be somewhere enjoying our company, but my boyfriend will be pretending to be a couple with an actress, to promote a series that has no audience. I may be being selfish, I know that, but I would never submit to this for the sake of work, I feel extremely frustrated. My mind feels like it is going to explode from thinking about it all the time. I stare at Lyn, sitting in front of me in the restaurant, she watches me intently, runs her hand under her hair, puts her elbow on the table, does the thinker's position, and speaks.— What did you come here for?— Dinner!— It doesn't look like it, you stare at nothing, and you haven't even touched your plate!— I will eat, don't worry!— Why don't you send him a message? Schedule something after he leaves the live?— No, because there's no way he could see my message, by now the live broadcast has already started, and I don't want to talk to
WillIf there is one thing I understand in our profession, it is the advertising that is done to promote a series, but I don't like this new job of Nate's because of our manager's insistence on something that didn't work out. Sometimes it crosses my mind that somehow he doesn't accept our relationship, and that's why he insists so much that we can't be seen together. I know that all this could be just jealousy on my part, something I try not to develop, especially in relation to work, but lately it has become unavoidable, and I don't like to see my boyfriend with Lily.Hearing him say about faking a dating that doesn't exist makes me uncomfortable, and I don't know what to say, I just watch as he hangs up the phone and looks at me waiting for something.— Did you hear it? — he asks and I just shake my head. I get up, walk to the closet, grab some clothes, put them on, and go back to the bedroom. — Can we talk?— Talk? What for?— Will, do you understand that I can't do a
EpilogueWill— Didn't you do it because you didn't mean it? You don't even watch the Lakorn to support me, you don't comment on your social networks, you're not helping me engage!— Nate, what do you want me to do? The story is bad, it's toxic, nobody wants to watch it, and besides, Lily is not a good actress, and the couple you make in this series is horrible, with no chemistry!— Wow, how supportive my boyfriend is!— It's true, and I told you not to embark on this idea, but you didn't listen and thought it would be a success!— Is it the truth, or are you just dying of jealousy?— Me? Jealous of you? Stop being cocky, Nate!— You are jealous, yes!— I am not jealous, and I warned you about this project, but you insisted because you listened to our manager.— I know, but it would be a great opportunity to be in prime time on broadcast TV, and...— We got more audience when we acted in Fake D8, it was not in prime time, and...— What do you mean, Will?— I mean that w
EpilogueWillI didn't know how to cry, that is, I was raised thinking that I couldn't shed a tear, and that it was synonymous with weakness for a man. However, I created so many uncertainties about my life, and I hid myself inside a tight closet, pretending to be someone I wasn't, to quiet my parents' hearts, and with that I lived stuck without being able to do what I really wanted to do, to be the real Will. The one who wanted to act, dance, cry, and love a man.Almost three years ago I met a guy who helped me to change this story. I confess that it was not easy at all, and in the beginning I thought he was an arrogant, intimidating guy who had an image of a sexy straight boy who is always going out with thousands of girls, at least that's what I believed, however, the sexy straight boy fell in love with the real Will, the one who before couldn't cry. The two started to find out who they really were, what they felt for each other, and this feeling became intense for both of them.
WillNate has been calling me the whole time to see if I was on my way, I'm starting to get nervous. It started when I was at my grandfather's house talking to Sunee and Lyn, and even they were worried. During the ride to his house, and now as I park in the garage of the building, he calls once again to find out where I am. The elevator takes three minutes to get to his floor, but for me it is an eternity.I put in the key, turn the knob, and finally open the door. The room is dark, and I can just make out the light coming from the next room, the dining room. I turn on the light and call for him, who answers me. I walk there, and find a table set for dinner, with Chinese food, my favorite, and Nate sitting waiting for me.— Wow, are we celebrating something?— We are... But first you are going to wash your hands, come on!— Do you have to be rude, you pain in the ass? — I complain in my sly voice. — You like it rough, that I know! — he answers in a ma
WillNate is a box of surprises. After we spent that period apart, he has surprised me a lot, I feel that he is more confident about the emotional problems caused by the negative fame that comes from social networks, and this makes me calm, if he is happy, I am happy. His confidence, and the way he acts has impressed me, and when he brought me to this locker room with the intention of fulfilling a sexual fantasy, it really surprised me, I did not expect such an attitude from him.When I think back to the beginning, the first contacts, the denial on both sides, the first kiss, the flirtatious moments until the proposal, the breaking of sex as a taboo (read on his part), and the long awaited first time. It was a long path, but a very pleasant one, and I would walk it again without a second thought.— What are you going to do to me, Kitten? Or should I call you Daddy? — when I ask, he looks at me with such desire, and my reaction before he says anything is to lightly bite his lower
NateRecording continues, and I confess that it is a little difficult to dissociate fiction from reality. Every scene in which I must show my love, care, and attention is all too real when I view it after the director has finished recording. I'm starting to notice that everyone realizes this, how much this love has connected us in a surreal way, and with every scene we shoot, photos, ads, everything we develop together, this has become clearer, and the fandom of the ship has gone crazy for any of our posts, especially those where we combine phrases, or pretend to be far away, when we are actually next to each other.As I invite him to come to the court with me, to play with my friends, I remember the first time he came, got hurt, and insinuated that we could do something more in the locker room. Unfortunately that was another time, I was just beginning to accept the fact that I was in love and dating a man, and sex was a taboo for me. If his insinuation were made today, I w