Fah emerged from the bedroom with three packed suitcases which he dropped by the front door. Grabbing an empty duffel bag he headed into the bathroom. Lom observed and listened in silence as he cooked. 

Once the meal was ready Lom set the table and served the food. He walked to the bathroom. He could see Fah sitting on the floor against the wall from the doorway, silently crying. As much as he wanted to comfort him, he didn’t want another smack. Without a sound, he backed up and returned to the kitchen. A minute later he called Fah to come eat. 

“Why did you cook for me?” he asked when he saw the meal Lom prepared.

“You haven’t eaten for hours. You’re going to get sick if you don't eat.”

Lom brought two glasses and a pitcher of water out.  When he returned, Fah was sitting at the table. Lom sat across from him and put some meat on Fah's plate. He accepted it without a word. The two ate in silence. Lom hoped Fah would speak, even if it was to complain about the food. Once they finished eating Fah stood up and returned to the bathroom to continue packing. Lom cleared the table and washed the dishes. 

“Fah?” he called out. 

“Yes?" 

“Would you take a break from packing? Please. Can we sit together?” Lom asked. 

He worried this would cause another frenzy of anger, but Fah walked out looking exhausted.  He sat on the sofa next to Lom but far enough away that their bodies didn’t touch. 

“Do you want to watch a movie?” asked Lom.

“Sure.”

“What do you want to watch?” 

“You can pick something out; it doesn’t matter to me.”  

Fah pulled his legs up on the sofa, wrapped his arms around them, and rested his chin on his knees.

I guess this is how my life will be. First, my dad left, then my mom, and now in one swift move, a whole family abandoned me. No one I love ever valued me. Ironically, the only one willing to help me today was Manao, the person I almost abandoned. I'm glad we had the chance to clear things up on the way back from the train station. At least she's still my friend.

Lom searched until he found a movie he knew Fah liked. Leaning back, he put his right arm up on the back of the sofa, hoping Fah would move closer. Fah looked at his arm and moved a bit in the opposite direction. They watched the movie for about an hour. Every time Lom made a move to be closer, Fah retreated. He knew Fah was hurt but so was he. He couldn’t take it any longer. 

“Fah?”

“Yes?” said Fah, finally turning to look at Lom. Lom, who never cried, had tears running down his cheeks. 

“Please, I’m begging you. Tell me what to do to make it up to you. I can’t take this. I’m sorry for everything I said and did wrong.” 

They held each other's gaze for a few moments. Then Fah turned back and watched the movie, saying nothing. The rest of the movie passed in silence. 

As the end credits rolled Lom stood up and went to the bathroom. Fah heard him turn on the shower. He came out in a towel and asked if he could borrow clothes to sleep in. Fah remained quiet but threw a shirt and shorts to him. Lom dressed and got into bed. He lay on his side facing the wall. 

Fah took a shower and changed for bed.  He finished packing a few more things, turned the lights off, and climbed into bed, his back to Lom. His anger was ebbing now. He was still hurt but now he realized he'd hurt Lom as well. Part of him was happy about this, another part wanted to apologize and hug him. Why was he so confused? His foot brushed against Lom’s. Immediately his body was full of desire. How could he be this angry at Lom and at the same time want him so badly? It made no sense. 

He left his foot where it was, touching Lom’s, as this might be the last time he’d ever see him. This might be the last physical contact they’d have. He had no idea what to do. He wanted to beg Lom to confess his love and convince him to live together. After everything they'd said, he wasn’t sure how Lom felt. Maybe Lom only regretted his words now that he realized Fah was leaving. 

For once Fah was happy Manao hadn’t liked to drink or go out. His monthly allowance from Ton had been put into a savings account and he'd used the money from his part-time job for expenses. As long as he didn’t live extravagantly, he could rent a small apartment and survive for a few months while job hunting. He had no idea where he’d go, but it had to be far enough away he wouldn't run into Lom or his parents. 

Suddenly he realized Lom’s leg had slid over his foot. Ever since they'd had sex, any physical contact with Lom’s body sent Fah’s libido into overdrive. Unconsciously he slid a little further underneath Lom’s leg. A hand touched his shoulder. Fah looked back and saw Lom looking at him, desire in his eyes. Lom said nothing, he just turned Fah to face him which Fah allowed. 

Lom moved on top of him and began kissing his cheeks and neck. Fah made no attempt to stop him. Instead, he reached up and put his arms around Lom’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Unlike their first time when the kisses were ardent and passionate, tonight they were soft and tentative. Lom was not rushing anything, and Fah matched his pace. Their kisses were long and deep, their hands caressed each other’s bodies. Neither rushed to progress from this stage. 

He stopped kissing Lom and pulled his head back. He gazed into Lom’s eyes, looking for the love that Lom had denied feeling. 

Lom stared back at him wishing this night would never end and that they could live together forever. Sliding his body down he kissed Fah’s abdomen. Slowly he made his way farther south. Pushing Fah’s pants down, he looked at him for permission. Fah nodded his assent. 

With his tongue he traced a line from Fah’s belly to his rigidity. They both had erections at this point. He ran his tongue up one side of Fah’s cock and down the other, before taking all of it inside his mouth. He moved his head up and down, using his tongue to swirl around the shaft. Releasing it from his mouth he used his hand to stroke him while his mouth took turns sucking on each of his balls. Returning his attention to Fah's cock, he focused on pleasing him while intermittently glancing at Fah’s face for signs of pleasure. 

Fah was lying down; his breathing ragged. One hand was on Lom’s head, his fingers entwined in Lom’s hair. The other hand was grabbing the sheet as if letting go of it would cause instantaneous death. His back arched, he moaned Lom’s name as he pushed his hips up, trying to shove himself down Lom’s throat. Using his hands and mouth, Lom brought Fah to the brink several times, stopping before Fah could fully let go. Fah grabbed Lom’s hair and lifted his head from his cock. 

“Lom, stop this and fuck me, now.” 

That was all Lom needed to hear. He jumped up and grabbed the lube and a condom. With the condom on he grabbed Fah’s ankles and slid him down to the edge of the bed so that his ass cheeks were against Lom’s knees. Using some lube Lom once again used his fingers to relax Fah’s opening. As sore as Fah had been the first time, that was all forgotten at this moment. Fah could only think of one thing and that was Lom sliding in and out of him. Lom used his hands to lift Fah by the hips and then took one hand and placed the tip of his cock at Lom’s opening. 

“Please, Lom, fuck me.” 

Fah’s hand was twisting the bed sheet, his eyes were shut, and his back was arched. Another moan escaped from his open mouth. 

“Let’s try something different tonight. This way you can control how deep I go.” 

Lom lowered Fah’s hips, laid him down, and pulled Fah on top of him. Once Fah was straddling him, he used his hands to lift Fah’s hips. 

“Stay like this,” he whispered. With his other hand, he took his cock and placed the tip at Fah’s opening. “Fah, use your hand to guide me in, and slide down as far as you feel comfortable.” 

Never taking his eyes off Lom’s face he reached down and held Lom’s cock at his entrance and slowly pushed down. He moved down a little, retreated, moved down a little further, then retreated. He wanted to savor these moments. At last, he moved so that all of Lom’s cock was surrounded by his warmth inside. 

He leaned over Lom’s chest and stuck one of his fingers in Lom’s mouth. Lom sucked the tip of it, moved his mouth to take the whole finger, slid the finger out, and flicked his tongue over it, all the while staring into Fah’s eyes. Fah rocked up and down on Lom’s stiff cock; his own was already rock-hard. Lom reached forward and began stroking Fah’s shaft. Some pre-cum came out on Lom’s hand. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked it, then returned his slick, wet hand to stroking Fah. Like a perfectly synchronized machine, Lom’s strokes matched Fah’s hip movements which also matched Fah’s fingers sliding in and out of Lom’s mouth. Their movements changed from slow to fervent and the only sounds in the room were moans and skin hitting skin. 

Finally, Fah said, “Lom, I’m about to come, I can’t hold it anymore!” 

“Yes, Fah, come, come on me.” Fah’s cock began spasming, the pearly fluid pumping onto Lom’s chest. One of Lom’s hands reached up and held Fah in place as Lom slammed in and out of him several more times until a final thrust into Fah’s ass resulted in his release.

“Oh God, Fah, I love you,” yelled Lom as he came. Fah collapsed on Lom’s chest. His ass cheeks still held Lom’s cock captive. He hugged Lom and kissed his neck and felt his own cum between their two torsos that were now pressed together. They lay this way for a few minutes. 

Fah whispered, “Lom, I’m going to get off you now and  go clean myself up.”

“Okay,” said Lom just before he kissed the top of Fah’s head. 

He watched Fah go and then he got up and threw out the condom. He walked into the bathroom where Fah was taking a shower and without saying a word, he joined him. They took turns soaping each other up and washing each other’s hair. It wasn’t sexual but loving. They rinsed, dried off, and got dressed for bed again. Lom laid back in bed. Fah was still in the kitchen.

“I’m having some iced green tea; do you want some?” Fah asked in a loving tone.

“Yes, please,” said Lom. Fah appeared with two glasses. 

“Here you go,” he said, handing Lom his glass. They clinked glasses and each drank. They kept looking at each other but said nothing. Once they were done Fah took their glasses to the kitchen and quickly washed them. Returning to bed he found Lom lying on his back with his arm out for Fah to nestle in. Fah lay down, Lom hugged him, kissed his head and neck several times, and then French kissed him. They lay there kissing for a while until both were sound asleep.