When Anurak was young, his father became a toyboy for a gang leader and even abandoned his family for another woman. 

His mother died when he was 10. But before her death, she planted some notions in his mind. 
Notions that gay men are husband snatchers and evil.
Notions that a true man can only depend on himself.
Notions that a man can only love one woman. 
These notions turned Anurak into an overly sensitive young boy, who would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. 

Because he didn't want to disappoint his late mother, he tried his best to adhere to her principles. 

Everything was fine until he entered the university. 
First, gaymen lurked everywhere he turned to and the sight of them made it very hard for him to keep ignoring his true feelings. 

Then his girlfriend broke up with him and the only man who made him tempted enough to break his principles decided to force things...

Anurak, Let Me Love You

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At around 6 am, King woke up to a sudden sound of gasping. It was Anurak. Not only had he developed a high fever, he was in pain, yet unconscious. 


King himself was worn out. Last night was his first time having sex. He had learned a lot through reading, but he couldn't practice on anyone since he couldn't even stand the touch of others. 


It took him some time to get the hang of things and he had to learn how to pleasure Anurak to get the utmost response. Learning and adjusting multiple times while handling a drugged and frenzy partner was tiring. Yet, King didn't hesitate to attend to the boy’s needs when he saw how restless he was. 


King whispered into Anurak's ears, telling him to breathe, to relax, and breathe for almost five minutes before the boy dropped into a deep slumber. 


This is bad