Hoàng Tuấn answered: “If you’d actually met me that day, we might not have had to stay apart for so long.”
I asked, stunned: “You don’t mind about that?”
He replied: “I know why you did it—I went through something similar myself. Thank goodness Duy Long told me about your family situation first that day. All I felt was heartache for you and helplessness because I couldn’t be there to protect you right away. I walked that road for so long; I know it’s never easy. So as long as I can help it, I’ll never let the person I love risk everything like that.”
I threw myself at him, resting my head on his shoulder, speechless. He held me tenderly, his hand gently stroking my back.
Afterward, he told me so many more stories. In every misfortune, there’s a silver lining. After I left that year, he continued working at the karaoke bar with a numb heart. Then fate brought him a special customer—the one who changed his entire life.
That person listened to his story and decided to help him escape that unstable path. At first, Hoàng Tuấn became his assistant; the man was a high-ranking executive in a major corporation. Over time, learning and working beside him, Hoàng Tuấn gained the confidence to stand on his own.
Not long after graduating, his salary matched someone with three years’ experience. Even Gia Trí, a year older, happily worked under him. The man now lives abroad, but to Hoàng Tuấn, he’ll always be a benefactor.
He continued: “Back then I had plenty of money; all my life’s burdens felt lifted. But I’d lost you… I only wished I could trade every bit of that money for a dream—one where I could see you, hold you, lie beside you in bed, caress you under a thin blanket… I’m so glad you’ve finally come back.”
We held each other in comfortable silence. No words were needed; our hearts were filled with a thousand sweet nothings.
Then I remembered something else: “What about Ngọc Duy?”
He took a deep breath: “I know what he did—he’s the reason you left me. There was a time I wanted to make him suffer terribly to vent my anger, but then I realized it wouldn’t bring you back…”
I asked: “So you just let him stay around?”
He protested: “When did I ever let him stay around? Haven’t I always lived right next to you? We’re just colleagues. That night at the bar, we only ended up at the same table because we ran into a client by chance. I have no idea how he even got into my company—probably ‘used his body’ to bribe the big boss. Thing is, he did it too well. Now the boss won’t let him go. Apparently the wife threatened to kill him if he didn’t. But if he leaves the boss, he won’t survive in the industry.”
In the time without me, Ngọc Duy used his looks and schemes, but in the end he lost completely to genuine love.
Now he can barely live in peace—let alone compete for someone else.
We finished showering and talking everything through. I told Hoàng Tuấn to wait outside—I stayed in the bathroom a little longer; he knew why.
When I came out, he was already lying naked on the bed, waiting. Upper body powerful and sculpted, lower half intimidatingly impressive.
I’d barely taken a few steps when he couldn’t wait any longer—he jumped off the bed, scooped me up, and placed me exactly where he wanted.
The lights were dimmed, slow music playing. Through the window, one side of the city slept. But for us, the night was only just beginning.
Both completely naked, we kissed hungrily while hands explored every reachable inch. Waiting over two years had been too long; all that pent-up desire exploded at once.
Hoàng Tuấn lay beneath me; I straddled his face, grinding against his eager tongue. I wanted his hard cock just as badly. I took it in my mouth and sucked with everything I had. I relaxed my throat and swallowed deep, letting the whole length slide in. His hands gripped my ass; his cock throbbed wildly in my mouth from pleasure.
He brought his mouth to my hole, sucking noisily without restraint. His tongue circled the rim, then pushed aggressively inside. Nearly three years without anyone touching me there—now his intense stimulation took me from ticklish to mind-numbingly good. My cock leaked precum onto his stomach; he quickly lifted my hips a little, gently pulled my cock downward, and took it into his mouth.
He teased: “Looks like you’ve grown a bit!”
I shot back: “Still not even half of yours!”
We kept devouring each other. Only soft moans escaped, but both of us trembled with pleasure. When everything was ready, Hoàng Tuấn flipped me onto the bed for the moment we’d both craved.
He placed a pillow under my lower back; I wrapped my legs around his waist. Gently: “I’m coming in, okay?”
Instead of answering, I smiled and asked: “No spooning tonight?”
He said: “I want to look at you while I move—kiss you, breathe you in…”
I pulled his head down, arms around his neck, kissing him fiercely. He eased the hot, hard tip into me. Maybe because he’d prepared me so thoroughly and used plenty of lube, I felt no pain—just a warm, tingling pleasure spreading below. Or maybe the longing had made me forget what pain even felt like.
He slowly pushed deeper, inch by inch. I felt every millimeter sliding inside. With so much lube and his thickness, the excess oozed out around him. He pulled back gently, then eased in again—wet, squelching sounds with every motion.
Neither of us cared; our ears only registered muffled groans trapped in our throats. Our minds were lost in love and lust.
After kissing a while, I pulled away and teased: “Are we making love or doing tai chi?”
I knew he’d been holding back, but I wanted to see him completely let go—wanted to know I could make him lose control.
He laughed breathlessly: “Then I won’t hold back!”
The moment he said it, I started regretting my provocation. He pulled out and slammed back in like a machine—I couldn’t count one-two anymore; it was more like five-ten…
Braced on his hands, facing me, eyes squeezed shut, lips dry: “Do you know how many nights I dreamed of this feeling? Fuck… I’m in heaven, Hưng!”
I moaned incoherently as he pounded me senseless, but still managed to tease: “If you die, I’ll find someone else to do this!”
He switched to his elbows, leaning close to my ear: “Not happening anytime soon! I could fuck you nonstop for three days and nights!”
I thought: Here it comes… that wild side is waking up…
Breathing in gasps, I asked: “Three days… three nights… you won’t get bored?”
“Never,” he growled. “I’ll fuck you until this hole opens on its own when it sees my cock… until you beg me to stop… You’re deliberately seducing me, aren’t you? Once my cock’s inside you, I can’t get hard for anyone else… It’s all your fault… You’re responsible for letting me fuck you…!”
He kept talking dirty above while thrusting relentlessly below—sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but never stopping.
Hot breaths against my ear: “My cock feels so fucking good… Do you know how much I missed you? Even my cock missed you! Every time I jerked off I had to look at your pictures! Every time I came I shouted your name! Did you know? Know it or not—spread your ass so I can shove my cock in! I’m about to explode… All because of you… I’m fucking you till sunrise!”
Not just his looks and body—his dirty talk during sex had leveled up too. I used to tell myself I loved two versions of him: the proper, serious Hoàng Tuấn outside, and the filthy-mouthed one in bed.
I knew he was getting tired, so I flipped us into cowgirl. But no matter how fast I rode, it wasn’t as fast as his pounding. I asked: “Like… this… do you… feel good?”
He pulled me down onto his chest, gently thrusting up and down. Whispering: “As long as my cock’s inside your ass, every position feels amazing.”
He lay beneath; I lay flat on top. My legs spread wide, his slightly closed. He rocked his hips steadily, cock gliding smoothly. His hands kneaded my ass. One of my hands propped me up slightly; the other rested where his cock entered me—partly to keep it in, partly to feel where we joined.
But I was worrying needlessly—his length meant it wouldn’t slip out even if we went harder. In this position the pleasure overwhelmed me; I moaned uncontrollably until he pulled me down for another kiss.
Suddenly he groaned: “I’m so fucking horny, Hưng… I can’t hold back anymore!”
He lifted me into doggy, pulling me to the edge of the bed. He stood behind, slammed in, and pounded hard and fast.
While thrusting, he reached around to stroke my cock. Getting both holes tended to at once—I couldn’t contain the pleasure.
I gasped: “I’m close… Tuấn…”
He said: “No—I want to drink your cum!”
I asked: “Then… can I… drink yours too?”
He shook his head: “No way! My cum is for breeding you!”
His hands gripped my waist tight, thrusts turning ferocious. Pleasure surged through every inch of us; we panted wildly.
He cried out: “Hưng… Hưng… I’m gonna come inside you! This hole… it’s mine! Only mine! Ah… ah… Hưng… I’m coming… I’m coming… mmm…”
When he buried himself to the hilt, I felt hot wetness pulsing from his tip. He flooded me, so much cum it filled every crevice, warming me deep inside…
His cock stayed hard inside, not softening at all. He knew I loved feeling completely full.
He pulled me upright, still impaled, both standing. I leaned back against him; one hand jerked me off—he knew every sensitive spot. His other arm wrapped across my chest. I arched my neck to kiss him; he met me eagerly…
One… two… three… I moaned into his mouth and shot in thick ropes—more and heavier than usual, splattering the floor. His cock was buried in my ass, his lips on mine—so he couldn’t drink it. But it didn’t matter. As long as I had more to give, I’d let him drink it for the rest of our lives.
They say only late nights reveal how long the night truly is—but I didn’t feel that way. We’d only gone three rounds when dawn started creeping in!
After nonstop passion, we finally reined in our youthful fire and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Morning came; a new day began.
In this new day, I have him. He has me. We have each other.
The next time I open my eyes beside him, all the old storms will have passed like a bad dream.
We’re still here together, continuing our old story as if we’d never been apart.
Because deep down, neither of us ever truly let the other go.
—— END OF MAIN STORY ——