Chapter 3 Topless

Net walks down the stairs leading from the sleeping quarters to the living area in a good mood.

He had never slept in a bed this big before. His apartment is small and modestly furnished. In principle, Net does not attach much importance to prestige and luxury. He had learned early on to stand on his own two feet and fend for himself. And although he was very good-looking and had the stature of a model, the road to the film industry proved very rocky for him. Everywhere they were looking for a very special type of man. He should look more like a porcelain doll than a tanned Adonis. And so he almost gave up getting rebuffed by the various agencies. It was P'Aof who immediately saw the potential in him and how far he would go. And since Net didn't get to experience a real father figure in his childhood, this loving, intelligent, creative man took him right in.

A role model.

His superhero.

P'Aof is his appointed father.

And he appreciates Net so much because he is a sensitive, polite and warm-hearted boy who remains modest and down-to-earth despite his stunning looks.

Net learned this from his mother, who has always had to struggle through life on her own.

Little Net quickly learned to help his mother out.

Being a single parent and working hard, she could hardly afford and take time for her child.

Net is modest.

He doesn't need much attention.

Not a lot of material things.

He knows that all that matters is the emotional connection.

People you love and are loved by.

P'Aof gave him a family.

The Domundis welcomed him warmly and he will carry them all in his heart.

That's all it needs to be.

And that big four-poster bed made him feel so lonely.

He missed the warmth in the hot humid night.

James.

He had slept next to him before, after all.

At various events away from home, they slept together in the same bed.

They all did.

There's nothing wrong with sleeping in the same bed with your brother.

But James just went to another bedroom yesterday.

There are plenty of rooms, after all.

He wished Net a good night and just disappeared.

And Net shakes his head, while he skips the last stairs and runs into the kitchen.

First an espresso.

And he is startled when he suddenly sees James in front of the open fridge.

"Good morning!" he greets this beautiful man.

James turns around and is taken aback for a moment.

"Good morning!", he gets pronounced, "Aren't you going to put some clothes on?", he asks and looks at the floor.

Net is amazed and looks down at himself.

He's wearing a pair of swim shorts.

He is dressed after all.

"I want to turn the camera on right now. Put some clothes on!" grumbles James, giving him a look in the eye.

Net smiles as his eyes search for the vlog camera.

"I'm dressed!" he replies, "Feel free to turn on the camera. Where is it anyway?", Net asks and walks towards James.

James' heart beats too loudly and he would like to crawl into the refrigerator.

The pleasant coolness radiates against his back from behind, and he hopes it makes the heat rising inside him less visible.

Net topless.

It makes him all fuzzy.

Why does he have to walk around like that?

His eyes just don't want to obey.

And so, he sees the tanned skin on the defined muscles walking closer and closer to him.

James swallows and his lips begin to pout.

Whenever he gets nervous or pensive, those full lips press together and form a pouty kiss.

It's a sight that regularly blows Net's mind.

Those lips.

When can he finally kiss them?

Why is James looking like that?

His big, round, warm eyes and those delicious raspberry lips.

And Net stops right in front of James and leans in a little.

So close that James holds his breath and just doesn't want to breathe in the beguiling scent of his bare skin.

And his eyes are still on his skin.

Net raises his arm and closes the refrigerator door behind James.

"It's not good for the fridge, and it's not good for the wallet!" he murmurs in James' ear, bringing his face in front of his again.

He can see exactly that James is not feeling well right now.

He's not going to hurt him after all.

"Did you sleep well?" he asks gently.

James nods, firmly believing his lie.

He couldn't sleep a wink.

Net's sad look had been with him all evening and he felt very lonely in that big four-poster bed.

He could have gone to him, but was so afraid of himself.

His body just didn't want to listen to his instructions.

Again and again his stomach tingled and his heart fluttered as the brief moment popped into his head.

Net's breath on his neck and the fleshy heart on his plate.

Why can't he keep his usually calm grace?

Why does he have to keep thinking about him?

And why must he now stand before him so attractively undressed?

"Aren't you going to ask me if I slept well?" growls Net, and James finally looks him in the eye.

Net smirks.

"I didn't!" he grumbles, "I missed you! You could have slept at my place. The bed's big enough, isn't it? I certainly wouldn't have bugged you! I was very lonely without you," he shows him his sad eyes again.

Those big, dark eyes that always penetrate him and leave traces.

And James' heart aches.

Why is he such a coward?

Without realizing it, he puts his hands on Net's chest and smiles at him.

"Tonight we sleep together!" he whispers, feeling his hands burn.

And only now does he notice the touch that sets him on fire.

He feels that soft skin he was caressing with his eyes a moment ago.

And Net's scent invades him.

His shocked eyes make Net laugh.

He pulls James into a hug.

Presses him tightly against his body and whispers to him:

"James, I can see you're not comfortable around me. I guess it's my own fault. I promise not to hit on you again. Please forgive me for bugging you like that. The heart yesterday was too much for you. I won't do that anymore. I will be good and be a good Pi to you. Please don't get scared anymore when I approach you. I would never do anything to repel you!" he tells him.

And James feels himself melting in his arms.

He feels so comfortable in his arms.

His heart pumps warm blood into his body and he feels a sure calm flow within him.

And James wraps his arms around Net's waist and hugs him tightly.

His hands slide down his back, leaving a sea of tingles in their wake.

"You make me feel good!" he dares to say.

And his lips settle on his firm shoulders.

Net feels overwhelmed.

Constantly, he takes it upon himself to finally put James out of his mind.

He wants to.

But James manages to pull him deeper and deeper into the tides of his attraction.

And now, before he feels his heart beating out of his chest, he should urgently free himself from this intimate embrace.

"Good morning, you're awake and finally sweet to each other again!", Nat's cheerful voice makes both of them startle up a bit.

James breaks the embrace and stands in front of Net.

He has to cover him.

"Put some clothes on!" he hisses back, and Net marvels.

"Yeah, we're up. You go on over. We're getting breakfast ready!", James' excited voice rings out.

Nat and Net both bristle at his pitch.

James is really mysterious.

You always can't guess what he's got in that pretty head of his.

And why does he stand so protectively in front of Net?

"Hey!" greets Max, who is now also standing in the kitchen, hugging Nat from behind and kissing his head.

As if he were greeting only him.

As if they hadn't just been fooling around in bed together.

"Did you sleep well?", Max seems to ask James and Net, while his eyes are only on his Nong.

Nat giggles and kisses his Pi on the cheek.

Max grins and gets lost in his eyes.

And his fingers follow their call.

He just has to reach for that cute chin.

Rocking it gently between his index finger and his thumb, while letting his googly eyes glamour him.

"Ehem!", Net clears his throat behind James, "Thanks for asking! You don't really seem to care about the answer," he starts laughing out loud and puts his face on James shoulder from behind.

Maxnat always manages to make people pine.

And to envy.

Net wants too.

And so he puts his arms around James flat stomach and presses him against him from behind.

James can't suppress a smile.

He places his brave hands on Net's encircling arms.

"Can't you guys get a grip? The camera isn't even on!" he protests, amused.

"All the better!" growls Max, tearing himself away from the fiery sight of his Nong, "I always have to control myself on camera!" he grins at the two men.

"Come on, Nat! Those two look like they'd rather be alone right now! Let's take a quick dip in the ocean before breakfast. It's still early and the sun isn't blazing yet. But I'm still so hot already!" he grins at Nat.

And Nat's squeal is accompanied by a jump on Max's back.

"Go!" he claps Max on the butt, "Take me to the sea, my stallion!" he laughs and Max gallops away with him.

Leaving behind two men shaking their heads.

And a rather crackling atmosphere in the large kitchen of the white villa on Ko Samui.

James still feels the strong arms on his hands and the naked torso of Net on his back.

And his breath against the back of his neck.

"Okay, get dressed now. Then you can help me make breakfast!" growls James.

Net still has his face on his shoulder.

His cheek is resting and his eyes are on James.

"What is it with you and getting dressed?" his question prickles James' skin.

And James overcomes the brief angle to the wide eyes resting on him.

"You can't walk around here topless!" he declares, lips pouting.

Net smiles.

So adorable.

"But Max and Nat are topless, too. We're at the ocean. Have a gorgeous pool. It's warm. We're among men, after all," Net argues with raised eyebrows.

Jaime's brow shows its resistance.

"What does that have to do with anything? You can be attracted among men, too. You don't have to show off your muscles to everyone!" he grumbles, biting his lower lip.

Net really needs to control himself.

Men are attracted to each other, too.

That's right, James!

I'd love to show you how attracted I am to you.

And his naughty hands slide under James shirt.

"You should free yourself, too. Feel free to show me your velvety white skin!" he delicately strokes James' belly and wants to take his shirt off.

James freezes, just not wanting to acknowledge this rising bliss in his body.

He slaps at Net's hands and pulls them forward again.

"Don't do that!" he growls, his cheeks flushed.

He breaks free of the embrace, turns to Net and looks him in the eye.

"With you, I always don't know when you're serious. You're always playing!" he grumbles, "And put some clothes on now. I'm warm too, but I don't present myself so openly!"

Net marvels and his heart testifies once again how much he has already lost himself in this man.

"I will!" he obeys, "Forgive me!" he seeks James' love.

And James smiles after him in love, while his cougar goes to get a T'shirt.

Why is he so cute?

How can he resist when Net is so cute?

After breakfast, they have to get ready for the trip.

He will see him topless again on the yacht anyway.

How is he supposed to get through that?

How is he going to escape this attraction?

They are brothers.

Between men.

And James has to admit to himself that he is so attracted to this man.