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Smootch

By: coldheart
folder Erotica › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

Smootch

Chapter One

Clarke Quay is a picturesque, modernized tourism village weaving its magic along the banks of Singapore River, situated inland between Raffles Place and City Hall. It is surrounded by towering office buildings covered in polished elegant marble and glass, giving it a sonorous semblance comparable to John Galliano's fashion illustrations.
By night, the distinguished tourism village transforms itself into a city of nightlife adorit of luminous, spell-binding hues which envelopes into the jejune atmosphere, emulating audible a-cappella mixed with rhythm and blues. An occasional blare of trance and hip hop adds additional flavors to the vibrant atmosphere.
Bron Langue Pub is located along the river bank of Clarke Quay. Its caterers are mostly bulky, masculine figures with an amplified manhood for pleasure relish. Occasional glimpses of men exchanging embraces and canoodles are un-commonplace at Bron's.
Seated alone in solace at an empty corner of the bar was twenty-year-old Rong Kai, an undergraduate who just completed his National Service(NS). An outstanding intellect who stringed high distinctions in his varsity entrance examinations, this boyish looking young man earned himself a scholarship to the Imperial College of London. Little wonders why would a gentalman be hanging out at such uncanny place.
His counterpart, Ricky Ong, a twenty-four-year-old five-foot-nine tall, athletic built man in his mid twenties came up to him the moment he spotted Rong Kai from the doorway. He hugged him from behind, rubbing his manhood against Rong Kai's slender body. Gently, Ricky caressed his velvety peach-pink cheeks and slowly planted a timeless, passionate kiss on the junior's lips.
Ricky was enamored of Rong Kai's breathy smile and sunny disposition. They had previously met at Why Not, an aromatic homosexual pub located at Tanjong Pagar. The junior was an embalmed charm, whose magic drew him close to insanity.
Ricky knew he had to know him.
'He's diabetic, addictive.' Ricky wanted to advance further and his lustful thought of penetrating Rong Kai emerged from his downright libido. He slowly allowed his hands to rest on Rong Kai's bottoms and delightfully pinched them. The junior squirmed yet continued with their outrageous canoodle making.
"Lets' head to the back." Rong Kai willingly offered and slowly slipped out from his seat. An amazed Ricky stood there in awe, partially baffled by Rong Kai's words. He had never expected his junior to deliver an implausible statement, for he long wanted to present him with the topic at a delayed date.
The two men held each other's hands and gaily sauntered to an empty cubicle.

*

Rong Kai has been a high achiever since young. Acing top in all aspects of sports and academics, he was the apple of adornment in both his parents' and teachers' eye.
His success attributed from his father, a former polytechnic lecturer who greatly inspired him to strive for the best. He continuously topped his entire class and subsequently, was admitted into Raffles' Institution, a renowned boy's school in Singapore. Upon graduating with remarkable O Level scores which ranked him third on national level. Rong Kai persued an all-academia education at the first class Raffles Junior College(RJC).
To top his popularity chart, he had the girls in his former college set on a wild goose chase for him. Even his Chemistry tutor, Miss Evelyn Ng, a thirty-eight year old divorcee was not spared the chase.
" You're such a talent, my dear."
" Don't you think that just because you're a smart ass that I will allow you never to hand in your assignments, but dear, don't worry for I shan't tell upon you."
" I think you deserve a scholarship to study Medicine, honey"
Her daily compliments crooned the then eighteen year old who was unaware of her crush on him. Not until one fine sunny morning did he realize that all his compliments were a hidden facade to her eternal lust.
Perhaps it was fate that Rong Kai chanced upon a jotter-book left sitting on an empty bench in his school's canteen. The cover was scribbled with his name all across its four corners.
" Kai, it must be one of those crazed arts bimbos." His classmate Edmund reckoned.
" I concur, but I'm curious...just what's its contents..." Rong Kai muttered, shaking his head in disdain.
He picked the badly scribbled jotter-book from the bench and casually skimmed through it. Red and blue ink spewed across the blank pages, illustrating a war-ton iraq on paper. Rong Kai felt giddy and flipped the book close. It was then he spotted the name 'Property of Evelyn Ng' on the paperback cover.
Rong Kai stood there, dumbfounded. He did not know what to do, what to say or how he ought to react towards the situation.
But he knew what he wanted not to do.
That afternoon, he absented himself from Chemistry tutorials and clutching his amulet, together with the jotter book in his right hand, Rong Kai made his way to the Dean's office.
The next morning was a wet one, with angry grey clouds looming over the beautiful mediterranean sky. The wind was unreasonably cataclysmic, with two major accidents involving server casualties and fallen trees during the early hours of the morning.
During assembly, an announcement was made public to the students that Miss Ng was expelled from the institution's board of teachers. Rong Kai stood at the parade square, listening intently as a sly grin lit across his face.
Two weeks following the expulsion of their Chemistry tutor, its position was replaced by a middle aged seasoned college science lecturer who produced top students while serving as a lecturer at another reputable college.
He is relatively tall built, masculine and suave. The physical traits a girl would see that her prospective prince charming has.
Unfortunately, this charming prince is a homosexual.

*

Somehow, Rong Kai grew to like Mr Desmond Chen. And it was not the ordinary admiration and respect he held for his lecturer, nor was it the love he held for both his parents. It was a relationship he held for Mr Chen which he knew he had to divulged to his counterpart.
Nevertheless with Rong Kai's presence, nobody dared to dream of achieving higher grades than him, for the marks are set on a record high of perfect scores for five consecutive examinations. Soon, he had Mr Chen faltering him with honeyed languages.
As the days passed, Rong Kai could no longer resist his compelling urge to confess his likings for Mr Chen. He badly wanted to address his lecturer by his name, dreamt of lovemaking with him and gently caressing his lips with his fingers before planting a plunging kiss hard on his lips. His fantasies grew with enormous rage whenever he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift off to eternity.


*

It all happened within a blink of an eye and Rong Kai swore that he could not remember why and how the incident took place but knew its outcome was what favored him.
As usual, the graduate class of Science 2 I was preparing for Chemistry tutorials. Students were shuffling themselves into their respective peer study groups when Mr Chen entered the classroom. The students greeted him before the commencement of their daily tutorial session. After which, they took their respective seats and began with their group discussion. Each study group consisted of six students, with an elected individual being the group's leader. There were a total of five peer groups in Rong Kai's class.
Nevertheless, Rong Kai was made leader of his group.
As he rolled out their daily discussion topic, he was abruptly stopped by Mr Chen, who signaled him out of class. Rong Kai obediently followed behind his tutor.
They strolled past the classroom blocks, past the insitution's science garden, which issued a heavy pleasant smell of pollen and lavender mixed together. The rustling sound of the leaves high up above the gleaming sun shaded their bodies from the fiery ultra-violet rays.
" Have you ever tasted raw sashimi, right from the chef's kitchen?" Asked Mr Chen. He titled his head behind and gave Rong Kai an intimidating glance, one which would have a thousand females slaughtered within an instant.
"N...No, sir."
"Poor thing, my son. It's a delicate cuisine which I recommend. You will love it."
" Sure, sir."
Soon, they found themselves enclosed within the unfamiliar surroundings of a handicapped washroom cubicle. The only ventilation they had was the rhythmic whirr of the washroom's tiny fan, which continuously blew out heat into the warm atmosphere from where they stood.
Both men came face to face with each other, with Mr Chen a head taller than the already six-foot-two tall Rong Kai.
Silence spread between them and Rong Kai felt his body temprature
rising rapidly. Sweat pelted heavily down his forehead and generously lathered his lean body, penetrating through his thin uniform blouse.

He hung his head low, like an obedient puppy awaiting its master's pat. The only difference was that he was too embarrassed to face his tutor.
" Why are you keeping your head low?" Rong Kai did not know how to reply. Mr Chen continued staring at him for another minute before making another advancement.
" This is unlike the Rong Kai I know. The all-rounded student who isn't afraid to voice out his thoughts." Mr Chen pulled over to his student who continued to keep his head low.
" Don't be afraid to speak your personal thoughts. This is not a debate session and you need not worry too much about what others will think of you if you slipped. This is between you and I, a private moment for us both, to share."
Slowly, Rong Kai lifted his chin. Mr Chen smiled and nodded his head.
" That's right my boy. Now, speak your inner thoughts."
" Sir, I...like you." Those words flowed out of his mouth like an open tap left to flood. Rong Kai felt his heart beat rapidly and face flushed lobster red. Blood pumped through his veins at tremendous speed that he was unable to control himself from portraying his inner thoughts and emotions. A sly smile lit across Mr Chen's face as he inched closer to his student, darting him his most intimate look which automatically immobilized him. Rong Kai felt his strength all drain and allowed himself to fall onto his tutor's muscular body, where he was picked up and cradled into the arms of his prince.
" Sashimi, when consumed raw, is delicious yet painful." The breathy whisper of his tutor made him falter in delight. Rong Kai gave him a peck on his cheek as an agreement towards their sexual advancement.
An hour later, the cubicle issued the stench of blood and cum.

*

In school, both Desmond and Rong Kai acknowledged their status as both student and educator. When out, both men held hands and hugged each other, commanding stares whenever they went. Friends, who saw them out, were appalled and apprehensive over their relationship. Classmates who saw both men making out in public, started doubting Rong Kai's credibility as an all-rounder. Soon, both men became the talk of their institution.
" No wonder Mr Chen's been praising him for every single assignment he does."
" He does not have to study for his tests and exams. After all, Mr Chen will award him with distinctions."
"He will award his pet with perfect scores, but in his A-levels? I doubt so."
Dawn break quickly and the rumors spread throughout the entire institution. The Dean, who came to know about this issue, lapsed into a frenzy and had the tutor's dismissal letter typed out and set on its master's desk.
" The man shall leave or this school will fold."

*