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The sound of the leather shoes tapping on a cold tile echoes through the whole room. It keeps on tapping and tapping, faster and faster, louder and louder. Then it will stop momentarily, then it will continue again like a cycle.

It eventually gets on Hong's nerves. He says, annoyed, "William, I swear to God, one more tap and I will strangle you,"

"Oh, sorry," William suddenly jolted in his seat. The makeup artist working on him got surprised too, giggling fondly while dabbing something off his face.

Nut called him out from behind, getting his hair done as well, "Seriously, bro, you've been occupied these days, you good?"

William looked at him through the mirror, giving an appreciative smile, "Yeah, no worries,"

"How about you and Phi Est?" Tui asked.

"We're doing great, it's just that..." William paused, sighing heavily, hesitating for a moment, "Christmas is coming and I haven't really thought about what to give,"

His makeup artist paused and gave him a knowing look. Lego, laughing, stretching his limbs, and warming up on the corner, "Really? That's it?"

William whines, "Come on, it's not something small!" He defends himself, looking at them through the mirror with defensiveness, "He has everything already, and I wanted to give him an extra special gift this year,"

"Your relationship is so healthy that's the only problem you've got?" Hong said it like he's offended, Nut reached his hand out to slap on Hong's arm, "I guess that's most long-term relationship faces, right?"

Tui suddenly stood up from his seat, absolutely pretty with his makeup done, saying, "Phi Est would appreciate any gift, you know,"

"I know that, really," William whispers, "But I can't just give him another watch or another necklace or another ring, or any material in general... he deserves more than that,"

The makeup artist steps back from him, admiring William's face, before going back to dabbing the brush, "Just think about something Nong would be so happy getting from you and you alone," He advises.

William tilted his head, only to get it straightened by the artist, "What would that be?"

"Only you could answer that, silly," Nut interferes, stretching with Lego this time, preparing themselves to be on stage. William remained in his seat, even after the makeup artist told him that he was already set. Still thinking of what that gift could be.

William and Est have been dating for 6 years now, been paired in the industry for 8 years. They made it official the day they realized they can't remain friends and casual anymore, with their lingering touches, their intimate stares, the deep connection they felt during those days— they just can't imagine how life would be without each other.

Their dating life is definitely not perfect. They fight and argue most of the time especially during their early stage of being a couple, both young and stubborn, where their attitude clashes and their differences are felt.

Especially they are both in the show business industry where someone can face so much criticism, it is indeed draining and tiring for them to work together at the same time trying to keep their relationship personal and theirs.

They have multiple times when they were about to call it quits too, countless times they took their time off away from each other, or there were times it got to the point of crying or maybe begging— but they stayed despite it all.

Committing to each other in their early twenties, while they were supposed to enjoy and explore life, was definitely challenging but they did it together. It was something to be proud of. They stayed together. Their love and commitment made it possible.

So their sixth year as a couple, William in his late twenties, and Est in his early thirties, they practically gifted each other everything someone could think of. Tangible and intangible, name them all. And it's really taking a toll on William these days.

Christmas is coming. He knew Est would always come up with something creative and effortful. Always. He never fails. And William wants to step up his own game too by giving it all for his long-time boyfriend.

After the schedule of the day, William drove back to their place, still occupied. Est is lying on the sofa, a facial mask on his face, hands up in the air signalling for an embrace, "Willy!"

William sighs affectionately, hurriedly removing his shoes in the doorway and running towards his boyfriend. Jumping on him playfully like he always does. His exhaustion from the day evaporates in the thin air upon hugging Est, burying his head on his chest.

They started living together on their fifth anniversary, with the thought that they're always together anyway, so why not make it every day? Phi Ko was the happiest with the decision, realizing its convenience for work-related reasons.

"How's your day?" Est started caressing his hair full of gel, "Tiring, I almost ripped my pants dancing earlier," William said, making both of them giggle. Est replies, "Since I didn't have work today, and my baby is tired, I will be the one cooking dinner!"

William looks up to him affectionately, giving him a careful kiss (Est would be sulky if his mask is ruined), "That would be wonderful,"

Est lets him on top for another five minutes before tapping him gently to move aside so he can work around their kitchen. William just stares fondly, his heart full just watching his boyfriend preparing them a meal. He thinks he can spend all day just doing it.

Not until his eyes accidentally panned away from Est for a second, catching their Christmas tree standing prettily on the side of the television. It's sparkling with lights and decorations, feeling proud remembering how they made it on the last week of November, together, clumsily setting it up like a tradition.

William remembered they had a little argument something about the design, or something about what to place on top of the tree, and they fucked messily under it afterwards. The thought made him shake his head with a smile on his face, then, his smile immediately faltered when he remembered the gift.

The Christmas gift.

He checked the calendar on the desk beside it. It's December 19. Less than a week to prepare. He mentally curses himself and pulls out his phone, doing the last resort— opening his Google app. He swears he will think about it himself with his own effort and not from some strangers on the internet. But he needs to do something at this point. Desperately.

So he typed, ‘Boyfriend Gift Ideas’. Then he clicks his tongue with disappointment when he sees the result being the common. So he tried to add the ‘unique’ in the search bar, but still didn't get the result he wanted.

He tried to add some spice by changing it into ‘Gay Boyfriend Ideas’, hoping for something interesting. Laughing at himself for it because the results are surprisingly better.
Then a post piqued his interest, it says, ‘I'm in a long-term relationship, and I can't think of what to give on his birthday #HelpYourGayOut’

William scrolls through the comment seriously, like he's in some suspense movie. The comments are pretty helpful, really, like ‘If you're in a long-term relationship and want something new, I highly suggest giving him a dog (only if he loves animals).’ Another user comments, ‘Give him a car if you haven't yet’, or ‘A trip to his dream destination would be nice!’

William keeps nodding with the idea, but he needs something more, so he kept scrolling until he reached those comments with fewer likes and interactions, it says, ‘Comments are bullshitting. They are either straight or they don't know the real thing yet. Here's the secret! If you are the top, try putting on a lingerie and get on the bottom, that would be the best gift you could ever give 55555’

William paused. Then he raises his brows, intrigued. He clicks the responses on that comment, it says, ‘I was looking for this comment because this is the only real deal 5555 based on experience by the way, 10/10’

Another one replies, ‘So it's a universal canon for us tops? 5555 my boyfriend cried saying it was the best gift ever, give it a try y'all’ And another reply, ‘Depends on the relationship though. But I'm a top and I did this too, I couldn't agree more. The realest and most relatable comment out there.’

The thing is, they talked about it once before. William bottoming and Est topping. They are open about it, genuinely, William is willing to do it. They promised that if the mood is right, and William feels like he really wants to try it, then they will do it. It's just that they haven't really found the timing as they always opt for something comfortable for both of them.

"What's making you so busy?" Est suddenly appeared beside him, "Shit!" William yelps, immediately closing the app at the speed of light, grabbing his chest dramatically to distract Est, "Phi, I almost had a heart attack!"

"Are you cheating on me?" Est narrows his eyes teasingly, William had to roll his eyes in disbelief, pulling the older into a playful cuddle once again, kissing kisses on the neck. Est yelps, "William, stop! Let's eat!"

"Are you seriously asking if I'm cheating?" He tickles Est's sides too, "Me?" He never stopped kissing his neck, "I'm just kidding!" Est laughs in high-pitched, wriggling himself away.

December 24th. 10:26 in the evening.

William is sitting in the middle of the bed. A medium-sized red box is in front of him. A gold calligraphy text of the brand is elegantly printed on top of it. He gulps. His hands trembled slightly when he slowly lifted the cover. He peeked through it. It was covered by a thin paper with the same printed brand.

He gently set the cover aside. His hands carefully lifted the thin paper, sounds crumpling in the air, revealing the blinding red, lacey piece of cloth— a lingerie. William felt his chest tighten with something he couldn't explain.

"Wow..." He exhaled hastily. Fingers shakingly reaching out to trace the material.

It felt unreal. It felt so delicate. Sexy and bold. In disbelief, William never once imagined in his life that he would buy something like this.

He gently lifted the bra, so gently that he's afraid it might tear by a simple tug. He gulps once again, "I don't think I can wear this..." He whispers under his breath. He focuses on the detail, admiring it, mentally encouraging himself, tracing the detailed lines along.

He can feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment and excitement all at once, totally immersing himself and dedicating himself to the thought of wearing it and being pretty for his boyfriend— not until his phone notifies a message. William jolted back to reality. Placing it back in the box.

Est messaged him, ’otw home, lovey’

"Shit, shit, shit," William panics. He tosses his phone aside and grabs the box, running to the bathroom clumsily then running backward again as he forgot to grab the lube on the nightstand and the anal enema he bought for himself. Then sprints back to the bathroom, almost tripping himself along the way.

Est has a schedule today. William silently prayed for it. Even when Est got sad because they were supposed to go on a trip from the 24th to the 26th, but it got rescheduled for tomorrow instead up to the following days.

William thought tonight was the perfect night to execute his plan. So, he did a quick shower, adding extra minutes scrubbing himself good, then he wrapped himself with a towel afterward.

It took a lot of mental preparation before he found himself bent forward on the sink. He felt incredibly uncomfortable as his hands gripped tightly on the edges. Cleaning his ass thoroughly for his boyfriend.

As someone first time doing it, William felt... weird. He kept on wincing and jolting every pump of water inside, cursing himself, and mentally praising and appreciating Est for doing a great job all these years.

"Fuck, Est, I love you," William groans.

When he felt himself clean enough, he took a deep breath, then he grabbed the lube on the side. His fingers trembled slightly when he applied a generous amount on it, "Let's go, come on," He braced himself when he reached back, encircling his finger around his hole, he bit his lip, then he slowly pushed one in.

"Fuck, shit," He is breathing heavily. He felt his knee wobble once uncontrollably, making himself grip more tightly on the sink. William inhales and exhales, before he tries to push in his middle finger too, but suddenly he can't. So he frustratingly added more lube. He attempted for the second time to push it in.

Still failed.

William, who prepares Est most of the time, knew he needed to relax so he could push through. And he's trying, really. Breathing in and out like a ritual. Unclenching as it will help. He tried it all. He just can't do it. So he stood up properly, annoyed and feeling defeated, "You know what, it's phi Est anyway, I'll just let him do it," He thought maybe he needed to be aroused enough. Maybe he needed his Est to do it instead.

So he just focuses on wearing the lingerie instead. He made sure to buy the largest size option there, closing his eyes tightly when he clicked the checkout button. He didn't even scroll through the reviews, he just chose the red option because Est loves him wearing it.

William stares at the picture along with the lingerie to know what it's supposed to look like. He spent almost a good thirty minutes figuring it out, his movements careful and gentle, with every minute him saying, "How the fuck..." or "Where do I put this..." or it gets to a point when he frustatingly screams, "Just... who made this!"

Feeling drained, he walked through their lifesize mirror beside the bed, then he stepped back to look at himself. His jaw dropped in disbelief. He looked away and looked back many times. Heat is crawling through his neck.

He saw himself... unexpectedly... gorgeous.

The red lace material of the triangle bra hugs his chest prettily, his nipple almost not covered. It made his chest look even bigger, looking like he had a cleavage. In the middle, there's a red ribbon neatly and prettily sitting there. The bra connects a sheer, thin, almost transparent red material flowing gorgeously up to the upper part of his thighs.

The red underwear thong... William looks away shyly... It's laced too, the sides are thin, and the main covering is a deep-V, making his cock peek through it. Then he slowly turns back, his ass exposed, the thong in between the cheeks.

The thong connects to a red thigh strap, hugging William's thick thighs, and it connects a thin red stockings that he almost tore while wearing. William can't help but laugh in pure surprise. Every curve of his body, every line, every edge was highlighted and complemented. His skin is brightly glowing with the intense color as he owns it.

Never in his life did he ever imagine he would do something like this. All for his boyfriend. Then he suddenly heard the front door open. A light jingling of their decoration.

William jolts, his heart beats so fast, "Fuck!" He jumped onto the bed, panicking, and did a pose that first came to his mind. He leans on the headboard, then he crosses his exposed legs seductively. Not thinking about it too much.

Just in time their bedroom door opens, "William—" Est stopped, the bouquet he was carrying was dropped on the floor just like his jaw, "What the fuck..."

Est's eyes are wide open, raking it up and down on his body. William saw how Est trembles, his breathing caught in his throat, and his ears turned bright red in a span of seconds. He was like glued to the floor. Unable to move, but his knees wobbled weakly.

William's patience is running out as he shifts his position, folding his knees, exposing his thighs more upward, "What are you waiting for?"

Est whispers weakly, the breathy one, "William... what the hell..."

"Merry Christmas, baby," William tilts his head, amused at Est's reaction. He expected him to be surprised, but not that surprised he was literally frozen in place like that.

William knew he had to move or Est would be stunned all night. He stood up from their bed, then he walked slowly towards Est. William saw how he immediately panics, gulping, then he suddenly steps back, "Wait, wait, wait, William, wait,"

William stops mid-step. Confused. He tilts his head when consciousness starts to creep in, "Did you... not like it? Should I change?"

"What the fuck?" Est exclaimed, "No, I mean yes, I-I like it so much, I love it, shit, you have no idea how you look so fucking gorgeous," Est stepped back again, "I just need a minute, stay still," His gaze pierced through William, up and down, checking him out shamelessly.

Like he's memorizing every detail about him, imprinting the image in his brain permanently.

William never felt so exposed. It's like standing in front of a hungry predator. Letting himself watch. He saw how Est kept gulping and squeezing his hands on the side, his eyes kept dilating, and his breath was getting heavier.

William mustered up all his courage as he turned around, showing his exposed ass with the thong in between, bending down on the edge of their bed, "Phi..." He looks back, with those seductive eyes, "Come on, don't make me wait,"

Est swears he felt his heart stop. Genuinely. His lungs suddenly crumpled into a paper. His throat squeezes tight he can't breathe. He felt like he wanted to cry with all the emotions he was feeling all at once— excited, touched, loved, horny, and everything William makes him feel.

"Shit..." Est cusses weakly.

He felt something inside him ignite and twist. The power of being on top makes him impossibly excited and turned on— of being the one in control, of being the one making William insane. It's giving him chills.

He wants to do everything for his boyfriend with that sinful lingerie. He can't even think of what to do first. But then he composed himself, unbuttoning his shirt while his fingers trembled slightly with anticipation, "I should enjoy my Christmas gift to the fullest right?"

William, still looking back at him, "Take your gift,"

Est kneels, then pulls William's ass closer to him, and without second thought he dived in between the cheeks. William yelps, "Wait, phi!" He grabs the sheets in a hurry as Est pulls him more, his knees wobbled when he felt Est's tongue lick the thin thong between that covers his hole.

Est feels incredibly hot. He grips both of the cheeks and separates them to he can see clearly, the red thong almost covering nothing, he licks it more so that it becomes soaked. Every drag of his tongue teases the clenched hole, making William tremble under his touch.

"Phi," William moans, their position starting to ache his muscles. Est noticed it, he stood up at a hurried pace, then gently pushed William to the center of the bed. He saw how the lingerie flows most sinfully, Est bit his lip, then he flipped William lying to his back.

Est almost stopped breathing when he saw him real up close, "Fuck, Willy, you're so..." He doesn't know the words. Beautiful is not enough to describe how heavenly William looks. That red lingerie hugging his body perfectly, it blends along his lines and curves, complimenting his skin, emphasizing his physique.

Est breathes shakily, and he reaches out with his hands, fingers trembling when they finally touch the sides of William. He dragged it slowly all over, feeling the cloth under his fingers. They never broke eye contact. William is shivering with the touches. He felt every drag of Est's fingers along his body was enough to ignite a fire.

"William..." Est's whispers raspily, fingers still tracing up and down, "You look ethereal," He continued. He can stare at William all day if he were given a chance. He would love to admire him without caring about anything in this world.

William is heating up more when Est stopped just in between his chest. In between the triangle bra he is wearing, where the deepest part of his chest is, "You like it?" William whispers too, seeing his boyfriend gulping.

Est opens his mouth, then he closes it again. Then he intently looked at William's eyes, asking carefully, "Can I... take a picture of you?" He watches William's reaction, not even blinking, then a second passed, "Only if you're okay,"

William smiles, seeing his man stutter like that. Seeing the effect he has on him. And it was a tense moment for Est, waiting for his reply. William suddenly shifted his position more comfortably, placing both of his hands just above his head, then he crossed his legs, exposing more of his thighs, "Make it pretty,"

Est sighs heavily like he's been holding it in, "It's okay if you don't want or if you're agreeing just because I asked you—

"Will that make you happy?" William cuts him off, gentle and smiling, then Est nods like a kid, eager, eyes wide, "Do it. I love it when you're happy,"

Est's eyes shine the brightest, he grinned as he rummaged through their bedside drawer, then he picked up the digital camera he always used during their trips, "I will keep it myself forever,"

Then Est positions the camera closer to his eyes, William smiles as he poses, "With that possessiveness of yours, even if I wanted it posted you wouldn't do it," Then the flashes blind through William's eyes.

"Of course, you're mine." Est's hands tremble when he sees the photo, William smiling seductively, not looking directly at the lens but looking somewhere where Est is, the red color of the lingerie pops the settings, the curves and the lines along William's body were captured but not enough to give it justice.

"Fuck," Est breathes heavily, "They will have to kill me first to see this," He positions the camera again, zooming it on half of the body, chest part up to William's face, "One more, baby,"

Then he clicks. This time, William wasn't smiling, he was daring. He was looking directly at the camera, eyes shining, lips parted and shining. The red bra in frame, hugging William's chest just the right way, but also complementing the deep line in between.

"You like it?" William asks, staring at Est.

"You have no idea," Est whispers, "Last one, please," He zooms out the lens, then he kneels properly to get the best view. He adjusts the frame so it captures the full body length of William, along with his face, then he clicks the shutter, flash once again covers the room.

"You're so perfect." Est tosses the camera in some part of their bed, then he hurriedly tosses his shirt, revealing his toned abs and physique. Est saw how William bit his lip, then he finally leaned down to meet in a heated kiss.

By instinct, William tries to dominate him. His hands automatically held both of Est's waist like he was keeping him in place, then his hands lowered even more to grab on his ass like a muscle memory. Est clicks his tongue in half annoyance and catches both of his hands, pinning them above his head, "Naughty,"

"Oops," William giggles before pulling Est into a kiss again. And so they kissed like a practiced movement, perfected by time being together, angling their heads where they can reach deepest, feeling each other with familiarity.

One thing about them, they always take time kissing, it's one of their musts. Some might say you'll eventually get over that phase as your relationship progresses, but it's a different thing with them. They are getting addicted to their kisses, passionately moving their lips with their usual rhythm, making their heart beat fast along with it.

He can feel William's hands clenching on the side, so Est pulled away for a second, string of spit still connecting them, "It's okay, trust me," Then he pulls both of William's arms to wrap them around his neck. William breathes shakily, "I do," Their lips met into a peck, "I'm controlling myself not to pounce on you,"

William pulls him down into a kiss again, both smiling into it, his arms wrapped around Est's neck. Est got his opportunity to feel William again. As their lips locked in, his hands wandered on William's body, memorizing every detail. Every stroke of his hands in the lingerie burns him with something more than desire, appreciation, and love all at once.

Then his hands stopped at the chest part, he pressed his thumb where William's hardened nipples were, brushing it with the thin piece of bra in between. Flickering it up and down.

"Shit," William had to break off their kiss when he felt Est circling his thumb around. The friction of the bra and the pressure make his body tingling, and before he knew it, his back arches with the sensation, pressing himself more on Est's body.

Est smiles with the reaction, then he seals their lips again, drool starting to drip down their chins, tongues tangled inside, all that while sucking each other's lips. Est then uses his pointer finger now, pinching the bud, and then he suddenly twists it, "Fuck, phi!" William turns his head to the side to break the kiss.

"You like it, don't you?" Est drags his nose to William's cheek, breathing against his skin, "You like me playing with your nipples, hmm?"

William looks at Est, biting his lip, "Fuck, you're so hot," He whispers while smiling, thrill and excitement evident in his face. Because he is used to being the one doing the dirty talk, doing all the work, and now seeing Est take charge, William lets him do it. This is new for them, so the anticipation burns even more.

Est trails his wet kisses to William's neck, licking and sucking the skin, while his hands wander lower to the band of William's thong. He hooks his thumb over the side, then he stretches it a little, releasing it just the right time he bit his neck. The sound echoes in the room like a slap, "Phi, come on," William grunts.

Est went even lower, trailing kisses with him, then he stopped just in front of William's chest. He looked up at him, then there he saw William's eyes, dangerous—burning. Watching and anticipating. Est, eager, he darts his tongue out as he flicks one of the nipples, still has the lingerie on, without breaking eye contact.

"Phi, please," William sighs upon the contact, putting his hand on Est's hair. Est flicks it even more, teasing it more, "Want me to suck on it?" Then he circles his tongue around, feeling the rough lace material of the bra.

"Phi," William is getting impatient, he shifts his position on the bed, then he grabs the strap of the bra, but before he can even pull it down, Est catches both of his hands to pin it above his head, "Patience, William,"

The authority in Est's voice naturally came out. William curses mentally as he watches, squirming under Est's touch. Then Est flicks on the nipple again, finally, this time, he sucks. With the material on. William can't help but throw his head back with pleasure.

Est continued playing with it. He pulls back a little to see how the thin bra is soaked now with his spit, William's nipple is peeking through it, "Fuck," He groans, getting impatient himself as he finally pulls it down, enough just to expose William's chest.

There, he went unstoppable. He sucks on it like he is starved. Biting it and nibbling it with just the right amount of pressure, making William helplessly squirm under him. William cries out when he feels his other nipple is being played with too with fingers, pulling and twisting it like a toy, "Phi, shit, too much,"

Est looks up at him, pulling it a little with his teeth before he releases from his mouth, "You like it, I can feel your dick in my stomach," then he dives again, getting more and more hungry. He is now kneading the whole boob into his hand, pinching the nipple in between his fingers, as his mouth is biting around the other.

William sighs, impossibly turned on, "Babe, come on, enough, it's swollen now," He whispers, on the verge of whining, "It hurts,"

Est finally decided to let it go after a minute more. He pulls away, breathing heavily, kneeling into the bed with lips swollen, then he admires his work, "You're so fucking pretty, you're so divine, what did I do to deserve you,"

"Need you," William looks up to him with those big pleading eyes, the bra was still on but it was pulled underboob, the straps were lazily hanging on his biceps. And his chest was bruised, swollen. Bite marks were everywhere, and both nipples were perked out.

"Phi..." William starts to get conscious of how long Est has been staring at him so intense. He saw how Est lowers his gaze to his lower part, where his cock is peeking embarrassingly through his panties. His thick thighs were compressed with the strap around them.

William tries to fold his thighs to hide, but then suddenly, Est pulls his thighs up, placing them on both of his shoulders, "Est!" He yelps. His body was curved in the air, almost folded in half, as Est buried his head between William's ass.

"Hey, let me down!" William tries to squirm away, but Est easily pulls his thighs more upward as he kneels properly, making William whine even more, "I'm heavy," He says again.

It was like all his weight was on his thighs being pulled up on Est's shoulders. His body was uselessly folded in the air as Est continued eating his ass. William felt incredibly... weird. With the position, with the feeling. And all.

Est must have sensed him being uncomfortable, so he finally puts him down, but then he immediately pushes his thighs up, folds him in half, his knees reaching the side of his head, "Phi, just... calm down, shit!"

"You're worse than me every time you eat my ass," Est says before he parts both of William's ass cheeks, revealing the puckered hole with a thin red piece of clothing in between. Almost covering nothing. Then he dives down like he's being starved again, licking around the hole.

"Shit!" William can't help but whimper.

Then Est bites the thong, teeth scraping lightly on the hole, making William jolt, "Phi!" He groans again and again. When the thong was soaked enough, he pulled it aside on the cheek so he could have a full view of the hole.

"Hmmm," He sucks in the hole in his mouth, the tip of his tongue teasing around it. He looks down on William, the bra he's wearing is messily draped over his chest, throwing his head back, mouth open as he whimpers helplessly. Again and again.

That burns something in him, ignites something in him. He's getting impossibly turned on, and so he eagerly parts the ass more, then he pushes in his tongue. Shallow at first, teasing it with the tip. William cries out, "Phiii," He whimpers, almost crying.

When Est felt the skin softening a little, he pushed his tongue in further, hardening the tip more to go deepest he could. William chokes out, scratching on Est's thighs, "Phi, can't!"

William doesn't know what to feel, it's his first time experiencing all the pleasure at once. The way Est's tongue is playing inside him, sucking the skin around, the way his body was folded in the air like nothing, it's felt embarrassingly... good.

"Stop, phi, enough," He moans, tapping on his thigh when he feels his dick uncomfortably hard in his panties. Est notices it, finally putting him down properly in the bed, "You're okay?" He says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes full of concern.

"Hurts," William whimpers weakly. He can bear it if it's just hard, but it aches because of the thong he's wearing. It tightens so much when he gets fully erect, his cock being forced against the material. He sighs, "Can we remove it already?"

"No, that's my gift," Est answers immediately, "I will make you cum once so you'll get less hard, okay?"

William nods immediately. Expecting a handjob or a blowjob. But then Est spreads his legs again, folding his knees up higher, the thigh strap and the stockings exposed, as well as his softened hole, "Using this,"

"I-I can't do that—

"Trust me," Est interrupts, getting the lube, "You make me cum using my ass all the time, you can do it too," He says. William didn't respond, gulping. Est continued, "Have you cleaned yourself yet?"

William huffs, "You're supposed to ask that before eating me out, phi," He says, "Yeah, of course,"

Est laughs into it too, spreading some lube in his fingers, then he asks, "Using mine?"

"No!" William looks at him with disbelief, "I bought mine, together with this... lingerie,"

Est smiles, now circling his fingers around the hole. William jolts upon contact, bracing himself and calming himself, "I'm going in," Then the first finger went inside, and he couldn't help but clench around it. William sighs, "I forgot how long your fingers are,"

"Good?" Est asks gently.

William nods, "I tried it earlier, I can't,"

Est starts thrusting it shallowly, letting William just feel it, "I got you," When he felt him adjusting, he thrusts it properly, setting a pace. William squirms under him, "Oh God," He says. It felt weird and uncomfortable, but then for some reason, he craved more, "More, phi,"

Est withdraws his finger, "Tell if it hurts," Then he slowly inserts two fingers inside, careful and precise. William finally feels it— the pressure, the stretch, "Fuck, shit," He groans.

Est watched him through it, he focuses on his reactions more, thrusting his fingers slowly and shallowly, "Good? Does it hurt?"

"No, no, no," William breathes heavily, "I can take it, do it faster,"

Est fucks his fingers faster and deeper, still careful. And William felt it, the building pleasure, it's too addicting, like he was discovering something new, "More, phi, more," He is starting to crave for more.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Est cusses under his breath, adding some more lube before inserting his third finger inside. William groans, "Fuck!" Arching his back high.

Est tries to be patient, but hearing William's moans and his reaction, he can't help but thrust all his fingers faster and faster. The sounds were adding more to the fire.

Then Est experimentally curves his fingers up, then he thrusts deeper— and there, he felt it, William's prostate.

"God!" William screams shakily. His eyes were wide in pure shock, waves and waves of pleasure traveled along his spine, his toe curled uncontrollably, "Fuck, fuck, fuck," He was moaning higher and higher, his body arching in pure pleasure, while his mind went totally blank.

Est enjoyed watching him as he presses there even more, "Feels good, right?"

"Phi!" William jolts violently. He throws his head back as his chest heaves faster and faster. Est picked up his pace, every thrust of his fingers was directed to William's spot, teasing it and pressing it according to his rhythm.

And William is seriously losing his mind. His tears are welling in his eyes, voice ragged with every moan, "Babe, wait, fuck!" He cries out when Est suddenly stretches his hole with the fingers inside, spreading them apart.

Then William suddenly felt the pressure coming, it's so sudden he just closes his thighs, his shaking hand reaches Est's arm, "Fuck, I'm coming, don't stop!" He cries out.

"Come for me, baby," Est bit his lip as he watched William drive into his peak, his fingers fucking in and out with the fastest pace, nudging repeatedly on that same spot.

"Phi! Oh my God!" William screams, he scratches on Est's arm, then he arches his back the highest, just in time his cock spills strings of cum in the air. Est continues thrusting his fingers in and out, "That's it, what a good boy,"

"Shit, shit, shit, shit," William chants, breathless. He is still high in pleasure, still leaking semen out of his cock, but less intense this time. Then he grabs Est's wrist that is still thrusting, "Enough, please,"

His hands were shaking just as his thighs, his muscles were all trembling from how intense that orgasm was. He definitely heard his ears ringing, his eyes rolled way back he saw stars. Now, he was lying helplessly under Est's mercy, couldn't do anything about it.

It felt incredibly good. He did know it felt good how Est always told him, but experiencing first firsthand was a different kind of good. It was mind-blowing. And it's just fingers. He can't help but anticipate more.

"Good?" Est asks gently again. He lets him calm down. He gives him the time he needs, despite his own cock aching inside his pants. William weakly whispers, "So good,"

"Does it still hurt? Want me to really remove it?" Est wanders his hand along William's shaking legs, playing with the strap in his thighs, then tracing the material of the stockings perfectly hugging William's legs.

William's body kept jolting as he answered, "It's all good now, I can keep wearing it for you,"

When William finally can think again, he notices how Est is starting to remove all his clothes, staring at him like he's bothered by something. He looks away every second or so, then stares back at him.

William knew him too well, with how many years of dating, he could read him like a book now. So he reaches his feet to put it on Est's bare hard dick, pressing the heel, "Tell me,"

Est jolts with the contact, then he stutters, "What?"

"What's on your mind," William started stroking it up and down, the stockings rubbing it more roughly. Est grabs his leg and tries to stop him, but William presses it more, "Tell me,"

Est's eyes were shaky, "I have nothing to—

"Tell me," William repeats, "I know you more than you think, baby,"

Est sighs in defeat, still caressing his thighs, "It's because I think we need to discuss it more seriously—

"We're discussing," William stops his toes on the cockhead, pressing it just above the slit, Est yelps, hands trembling as he tries to push his foot away, "Wait— William, stop!"

"I will if you tell me," He says, smiling.

Est panics, like he's on the verge of orgasm, "I-I want to film it!" He grabs his leg firmer to stop him, then he exhales, "I want to film you... us,"

Est felt tense when he finally said it, he couldn't even look at William's eyes. When seconds had passed, he felt the need to clarify it, "Again, I won't force you on anything you're uncomfortable with. Wearing something pretty for me is too much already, I shouldn't be asking for more,"

"Look at me," William says, Est slowly looks at him with those big eyes. William continues, "You can and should ask for more. Do it, I don't care even for one bit,"

Est pouts, "Don't do it just for me," But his eyes say otherwise, they were sparkling. Like a kid given his favorite candy in the whole world. Like he won the grandest prize of them all.

William laughs, "Oh, I love doing everything for you," Then he pauses, "You have no idea how many times I wanted to film you every damn time too,"

Est pops his lower lip, teary-eyed, "I love you," The he kneels again in the bed, "But my dick is so hard it's starting to ache too,"

Est was in a hurry, he grabbed his camera from somewhere where he had tossed it, then he placed it on top of their bedside table. William watches him through it, he can't help but feel the thrill and excitement running through his body, watching Est adjust the angle.

Est records for a little to see the frame. It was dim, the lights were adjusted according to their favorite setting every sexy time, but the quality was good, he could see how William looked at him from the back, looking so glowing in what he was wearing. The atmosphere is so sensual.

Est sighs heavily, heart beating fast. Then he finally clicks the record. The sound of the video fills the tense room. Then their eyes met, and just like that, automatically, they were pulled into a heated kiss once again.

They moaned into it, Est was being pulled down by William's arms around his neck. Then he felt William's legs were crossed behind his back, pulling their body impossibly close. Forcing Est to fully put his weight on William.

William pulls away, "Your waist is so small I can cross my legs like this," He says, tightening it more across Est's back. Est laughs, kissing him again like he can't live without it.

Then he guides his cock to William's hole, tapping it and poking it around. They pulled away from the kiss again, nose to nose, Est said, "You trust me, right?"

William whispers, "With all my heart. Come on, fuck me now, phi,"

Est sighs shakily, their bodies still close to each other and they don't want to let go, "I'm going in, tell
me if it hurts, okay?" So gentle, so comforting.

It was William's first time, so Est tries to be as gentle as he can when he pushes his cockhead to the hole. William shifts, "Fuck," He groans, his arms around Est's neck tightening with intensity, burying his face on his neck.

"Okay?" Est whispers, kissing William's ear when he inserts the head with little resistance. The stretch was burning deliciously on William, he craved it more, "More, phi, give it to me,"

"I will give it to you," Est pushes in more gently, feeling the tightness, like he was being squeezed in. William hugs Est as his life depends on it, he keeps on calming himself as he feels Est thrusting inside more and more.

"Fuck, phi, you're so big," William groans, breathing heavily, as he feels impossibly full inside. He doesn't know if he likes it or if he finds it weird. But he feels so full he can't help but scratch Est on his back as he holds.

"Fucking tight, William, oh my God," Est whispers directly to his ear. Then in one hard, deep thrust, he forced his length all the way in.

"Est!" William cries out. He feels the burn in his entrance, he can feel every vein and the shape of his boyfriend's cock as he helplessly clench around it, "Fuck, phi, shit," He moans.

"Does it hurt?" Est kept kissing his cheek.

William clings to him closer, hugging him closer, crossing his legs more on his back, "I can take it, fuck me now, baby,"

Est thrusts experimentally, shallowly. He watches William's expression closely, careful about his movements as he knows how bottoming can be very difficult as experienced it himself. Especially as a first timer.

But then William whines, "Do it properly,"

"Please tell me if it hurts, I don't want you enduring it just because you wanted me to enjoy it," Est kisses him in his forehead, "I want you to feel good too,"

William pushes his heel into Est's back, "I do, please," He sighs in Est's neck, "Need you," Then he pauses, smiling seductively, "Do your best for the camera?"

Est breathes in, then he shifts his position for a better movement. He then leans back, staring at William's body again. The leaking cock is peaking through the panties, the thigh strap making his thighs even thicker.

Est started thrusting. Slowly. He pulls half his length and drives it back with force. William chokes out a moan, throwing his head back. Est did it again and again, until the wet sounds were lewdly heard in the air.

"Fuck, so deep, so good," William moans, the face he's making is turning Est impossibly on. The way his mouth hangs open, his eyes closed with his forehead creased. Est is losing it.

"Fucking shit," He thrusts faster like he can't control it anymore, pounding in with messy movements deep and fast, "Feels good," Est moans then he pulls the thong more to the side so it can't get in the way.

Est could feel that William was finally relaxing. He has minimal resistance in thrusting in and out, the lube and his pre-cum combined were leaking in his hole, making him impossibly wet.

"Faster, phi, fuck me harder!" William cries out.

Est did fuck him like he wanted. William is losing his mind with how good it felt, the way he can feel every thrust in him. He moans louder and louder, "So full, phi, oh my God!"

The thought of being recorded is definitely doing something on Est, he is pounding William as he means it, throwing his head back with the new sensation of being the giver, "You feel so perfect, William, so wet for me,"

Est can't look away from William's hole, he watches as he goes in and out with ease now, and with every pull out, William's hole follows, "Who would think you would be stretched like this?"

William cries out even more. Est continues, "You hear it? You're so fucking wet," He says, hips getting more and more brutal, "You sure this is your first time? You take me like a champ,"

"Phi!" William sobs, arching his back when Est finally hits his spot. Est grips his thighs tighter, "You're fucking creaming, William, fuck," Est still watches the hole. He's losing control as he thrusts messily, "Fuck, you're a creamer?"

William shakes his head, moaning louder, then he stutters, "H-How's that possible?"

"Fuck, look," Est is on the verge of cumming. He's so turned on he's losing it. So he grabs the camera on the side, while still fucking his hips deeper, then he focuses it on their lower parts. He saw on the screen how his cock goes in and out of William's.

"Phi!" William cries. He's starting to feel Est in the deepest part of him. He can feel himself on the edge too, seeing Est is holding the camera on their lower parts. He cries out again, "There! Phi! Oh my God!"

"You're going to cum?" Est asks. William nods his head desperately. Est gives him the camera, "Hold this for me, baby,"

"But," William was about to protest when Est gave him the camera, their hands were shaking with the want for release. William has no choice but to extend his arm so it can at least cover both of them, not totally caring about the angle anymore.

Every thrust, the camera would shake in his hand. They didn't care, too high for that pleasure they're feeling. They're both chasing that release, and so Est fucks him so hard and brutally, "You're so creamy, shit,"

William cries out, eyes rolling back, "Don't stop, please, please, please," His hands are shaking as well as his thighs, his whole body is being fucked, his insides are being rearranged. It was so intense that he missed the grip of the camera, it slipped into his hands, making it bounce on the carpeted floor.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Est grunts, his thrusts are getting so relentless, like chasing something most desperately. William feels the same when he pulls him down into a hug again, clutching into each other.

"I'm coming!" William screams. His own dick against his panties is aching again. Est then went deeper inside him, more force into the thrust, and it only took seconds for William to messily spill his release in his abdomen. Back arching so high that their bodies press even more.

Est followed just a few seconds later, with a high-pitched cry, a ragged breath, and a bruising grip on William's thighs, he came deep inside while shaking. He collapsed on top of William.

"Shit," They both whisper out of breath. Bodies becoming one. Sweat, spit, tears, and cum all together, no one didn't cared. They were so high in pleasure, clouds and fog in their brains, stars in their eyes.

"That was... mind-blowing," William says, still jolting uncontrollably, but slowly letting down their peaks. Est sighs, head buried in the curve of William's neck, totally giving him all his weight, "Thank you, babe, that was the best Christmas gift ever,"

"I love you," William says. Est lifts his head to look at him directly, "I love you too... so much,"

"I'm going to comment on that post that their suggestion is effective and a hundred percent legit," William laughs by himself. Est raises his brow, "What post?"

"A post about unique gay boyfriend gift ideas or something like that," William replies. Est huffs, "Stop looking for suggestions on internet, really,"

William laughs, "It's effective!" Then they both laughed. Staring at each other. Then a moment of silence passed. Est looks down on William's lips. 

Like it was a magnet, they were pulled into a kiss again. More passionate and gentle this time, pouring all the love into each other. Suddenly, Est pulls back, "Shit," and in a hurry, he pulls away and grabs the camera on the floor, extending his arm to get it.

"Oh," William paused, "Is it still recording? I dropped it earlier, I'm sorry,"

"All good. It's still recording," Est says, then he looks at him again carefully, "Can I pull out now and record it?"

"That video has everything already," William laughs weakly, nodding his head. Est giggles too, then he adjusts the camera, then he slowly pulls out. His cum inside flows as William tries to clench his hole.

"Fuck," Est moans, focusing it even more.

William finds it so hot, so he grabs his ass cheeks and parts them in front of Est, showing all he has, exposing himself even more. Est cusses again, then he scoops the leaked cum with his finger and pushes it back again into the hole.

"Phi..." William moans.

Then Est shifts, the air is tense again, and he looks up at William as he adjusts the focus of the camera on William's hardening dick still peaking through the red panties.

And it takes them years and years to understand each other. William knows what Est wants with just a look. That lingering look he mastered throughout the years. He knows him that well. So William says, "You want me to fuck you?"

Est gulps, "Well, if you're tired already, I understand because when we first did it I couldn't move my limbs and my lower back feels so—

"I will fuck you hard," William chuckles, pulling Est down, finally switching so he could be on top. William kneels properly, finding the bra strap, "Wait, let me remove this first—

"No!" Est exclaims, panic in his voice, grabbing his hands fast, he looks up with those big pleading eyes, "Fuck me wearing that, please?"

William chuckles, pulling the bra strap into his shoulders once again, "Want me to keep the thong too?"

Est shifts into a full bottom position, like a pro, spreading his legs apart, "Please,"

"I thought my dick would be useless tonight," William teases, then dives back into kissing Est before he could even retaliate.

They spent the night together the freakiest they could be. William fucks Est with that lingerie on, with cum still dripping out of his ass in every thrust, making the thin red material between his ass soaked.

They decided to stop and just cuddle together when it's already morning, and the sky is turning bluish gray. William gave him a proper gift he says, a couple ring added to their collection.

Est felt overwhelmed. Felt loved and grateful for his long-term boyfriend so he cried hard that night. Saying he will give his gift on their trip instead (they overslept and almost missed their flight by the way).

Est genuinely thinks it was the best Christmas gift. William laughs so hard seeing Est get shy and panicked when he accidentally plays the video, the wet sounds and cries echoed through their room in full volume.

In the end, the camera was locked into their secret closet vault, making sure to lock the file too with two-way verification. Or even triple.

Est swears he's dedicating his whole life to keeping it. William just shrugs fondly.