Chapter 6 Free Love

Net's thigh serves as James' pillow while he peels and chops the colorful fruit.

Kiwi.

Pineapple.

Mango.

Small bites are guided to James' mouth and warmly received by his raspberry lips.

James has his legs bent.

His left hand is on top of Net's hip.

Gently, he strokes the warm skin of his belly with his fingers.

His other arm rests on his own belly, awakening each time Nat's hand guides the next blast of fruit to his mouth.

Each time, Jaime's waiting hand seeks out the one feeding him.

And he strokes it gratefully as it waits patiently before his longing lips.

And James feels a warm calm rise within him.

His body still shows aftershocks of his fear, and with each bite of love his cougar feeds him, all the frightened places inside him heal.

He can finally shut down.

His doubts.

His skepticism.

The cold hand that usually stands protectively in front of his heart finally lets itself be warmed by the closeness to Net.

Come what may!

He can only feel the here and now.

The warm skin on Net's waistband and the warm, strong hand that nourishes him.

His eyes purr as he keeps his eyes on their friends.

Max and Nat watch the trembling eyes of Net.

He is so taken by this closeness that he can only make his every move slowly and melodically.

It is the only way he can control his excitement and the fertile tremors in his body.

His tanned skin glistens red on his cheeks and his muscles are gripped for every contraction of his tremors.

Firm.

Every cell in his body tenses tight.

He gets to wear James.

His wet hair rests on his leg and the sweet heaviness of his beautiful head makes Net's muscles swear their eternal firmness.

He wants to carry him on his hands forever.

And his heart just can't find a rhythm.

Those constant still moments when Jaime's hand grips his and caresses it.

That soft, gentle skin feeling him out.

And the frantic flutter as he prepares the next enviable piece of fruit for his delicious mouth.

Max smiles enchantedly as Nat marvels at him from the side.

That profile.

Max's countenance makes Nat's heart really quiver.

And his ears listen eagerly.

His Pi will speak his words to their friends.

His Max is so mature and wise.

And Nat's butterflies in his stomach dance intoxicated.

He just can't avert his amorous eyes.

Not even blink.

Max looks down at his Nong, who's gripping him by the biceps with both arms, digging his little hands into his skin.

And those big, beautiful googly eyes silently whispering their love to him.

Max grins and swallows his impulse.

He thinks this kitten is just too cute.

So cute that he wants to devour him with skin and hair and dominate him with his big, heavy body.

He is so ashamed of his impulse.

But he is sure that Nat wouldn't mind.

And Nat sees his dino's hunger in those seductive eyes.

A spark that spreads burning over his body.

And Nat can't keep up his facade the way Max can.

The urge to rub up against that sexy body and taste it makes Nat hear his hips scream right then and there.

And Max closes his eyes and grins.

His kitten squirms barely visible.

He can't look at that now.

Too much.

And Max bites his lower lip with his eyes closed.

He absolutely must teach his kitten the rules of time and space.

And finally directs his gaze and words to NetJames:

"Net, James, you should know something!" he begins, and all his Nongs look at him.

"Nat and I, we love each other!" his sound elicits no response.

"So?" asks James.

"I love Nat! And Nat loves me!" repeats Max.

"We know you do, Pi!" retorts Net.

"You don't understand!" declares Max gently, "You can't understand what I mean."

And Max puts his fingers to Net's chin and pulls him into a kiss.

His hands settle on his neck and he moves to his face as he deepens their kiss, making Nat sigh softly.

NetJames freezes.

James lifts his head, seeking a clearer view.

So many times before.

How many times had Max hinted at a kiss.

Over and over again.

Until the last bit.

Until Nat pulled his head back or Max gave up again.

But those lips seeking each other, giving themselves fully to their tender dance.

And they just don't stop.

James puts his head back on Net's leg, reaches for his hand and puts it over his eyes.

Net still can't take his eyes off them.

And only when he sees Nat's tongue begging for entrance, he bends down to James' head, grabs his hand and covers his eyes.

They both grin.

Until they hear Nat's sigh and Max's voice again.

"Please forgive!" form Max moist lips.

Nat's face still lingers in its heavenly position.

His swollen lips want more.

Max squints down at Nat and kisses those sweet lips goodbye.

"We love each other!" he begins again, "Truly!" he pauses briefly, "The human Max has fallen head over heels in love with the human Nat!" he declares sincerely, "You just don't understand because we live and work in a country where free love is seen only as a consumer product. Everything we represent serves the growth of capital. We can no longer see true free love.

You see both of us, our love, and yet our love ends up in the reality of money-making fiction. You do not believe that we could really love each other. Influenced by our work and Thailand's political decisions, a free love can only be played out in front of the camera!" a heavy atmosphere is created on the deck of the sailing yacht.

The winds blow and drive them forward as each of them reviews their own role in this double standard.

"And do not think that it was me who had the strength to see through this delusion.

To fathom myself and be brave enough.

It was my little Nong who had to open my eyes!", Max looks at his gorgeous Nat and smiles.

Nat overcomes the short distance up and kisses Max freely.

And he, too, wants to share his journey with their friends.

"It took me a long time to understand that I truly love Max.

Far from any fiction.

Of course, it plays a role that we work so closely together.

But people get to know each other and fall in love.

It just happens.

Their chemistry combines and they feel their love grow.

And even if we can't live our relationship openly, I'm glad we can still show our love in this hypocritical system," he looks Max in the eye.

Net and James let the words sink in.

Their friends truly love each other.

They both smile and rejoice from the bottom of their hearts.

"And here's where you come in!", Max attracts both sets of eyes, "You seem to be in this dilemma.

Net, you obviously show everything!", Max smiles and sees Net blush.

James squints up at Net, who turns his face away.

The fresh blue around them should cool his cheeks.

"James, you just can't tell the difference between fiction and reality.

As if this double standard of the system won't allow you to engage in free love.

To you, everything seems like a game.

It's all theater," Max confronts them both.

"It really hurts sometimes to watch you guys!" adds Nat.

And Net and James frown at the same time.

So many painful moments.

Both have their movies running through their heads.

The missing.

The pushing back.

The secretly desire.

"And what do you advise, Pi?" asks Net quietly.

"I'm not advising you anything. I just think it would be good for you to see each other truthfully and be clear about your feelings. We will work on each other's side for a very long time. Sincere communication and courage to love freely should be your companions!", Max gently replies.

Net reaches for James' hand and holds it tightly.

A silent calm hovers between the four beautiful Thais.

"Since 2019, same-sex marriage has been legalized in Taiwan. One day, Thailand will be ready too. I'm convinced of that!", Nat breaks the silence in a firm voice.

And he chuckles as he ogles the reddened profile of his Pi.

Max feels the warm gaze of his Nong and hears his sweet giggle rising to him.

But his heart rages and he cannot keep his eyes on him.

Marry.

Marry.

He's been talking about getting married.

And Max feels wild seas of emotion surging against each other.

Just a moment ago, he felt strong and level-headed.

But his Nong triggers the strongest natural phenomena in him.

Marriage.

What a sugar-sweet, secure wave of love meets the dangerous, uncertain abyss of his fears.

"I'd move to Taiwan for James!", Net's voice makes everyone freeze.

And you can see exactly how sincere his loyal, wide eyes are.

Eyes that form into a mischievous smile as they see James' body suddenly stiffen.

Net scratches his head and squints over at Max, who is still avoiding Nat's eyes directed at him.

And when his words find no response, he unfastens their intertwined fingers.

Slowly.

Without pressure.

He just wants to slowly release his hand from James.

But James reaches out again, pressing his hand against his chest, holding it with both hands.

And words don't always have to communicate, when it can be feelings to feel each other.

Max releases his arm from Nat's grip and wraps it around his shoulder.

And Nat feels himself being pulled to Max's body and snuggled up with ease.

He's in the safest place on his planet.

With the man of his dreams.

Max is his man.

And he wants to honor and love him forever.

Not even death can separate them.

And so the four worldwide beloved boys love performers lie on the comfortable rattan furniture on the deck of the sailing yacht towards paradise and feel the different colors of love flowing into them.

When free love has yet to break free from the shackles of imprinting.