The time went by, but Prem hadn't returned from the toilette. Fluke started to get worried about his friend. "Do you think Prem is ok?! He's been gone for way too long. Maybe one of us should check on him?" "WHAT?!" Sammy almost screamed because she couldn't understand a single word due to the music. "I said one of us should go and check on Prem!" Sammy looked around the club, but she couldn't find their friend anywhere. "He hasn't returned from the bathroom yet?!" "No! We need to go and find him!"

Meanwhile, Prem was still in the toilette, throwing up. "Ahhh, I feel nauseous" the boy groaned in discomfort. But after he threw up, he felt less drunk than he did before. Boun still kept stroking soft circles on his back. His hands were so warm and it felt really good, Prem thought. He was shocked when he realized that they were Professor Guntachai's warm hands stroking his back so softly. "Wha..what are you doing?!" he flinched and pushed Professor Guntachai away, trying to bring as much space between them as possible, which was hard because they were still in the club's toilette.  Boun fell back a little due to the push. Prem's heart was racing and he began to feel even hotter than before. He couldn't tell if it was due to the alcohol or because Professor Guntachai was so close to him, that he could smell the scent of his perfume. 'He smells so expensive but so good' Prem thought. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing down. "I'm sorry" he suddenly heard the professor's voice, while his eyes remained closed. He sounded worried. "I..I didn't..I didn't want to scare you. I just wanted..how are you feeling?" Prem thought that he was about to melt before him. His voice was so gentle. He seemed really worried about him. 'Don't imagine anything. You are his student and he had just seen you drunk, next to a toilette, throwing up. Everybody would be worried'  he tried to convince his drunk brain. Professor Guntachai must think he is the biggest idiot out there, Prem thought.

"Can you stand up on your own?" the professor's soft voice brought Prem back to reality. His hand was still on Prem's back. Prem nodded and tried to get up, but he swayed a little, so Professor Guntachai tried to steady him. Damn, those hands on his back and waist shouldn't feel this amazing, Prem thought. "Here you go" he softly whispered, still holding Prem. They left the club and Prem could feel his head getting clearer every second, once they arrived outside. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air. "Prem? Can you tell me where you live?" Professor Guntachai suddenly asked. "What?" Prem asked, obviously confused by the question. "I'll take you home." "You..you want to take me..home?" Prem tried to process what Professor Guntachai had just said. "I know it's kind of strange for a teacher to take a student home, but..please. I would feel better if I knew that you had arrived safely at home. So please, let me take you home."

Prem was glad that Professor Guntachai had to keep his eyes on the streets. Because he didn't want him to see that he was staring at him. But he couldn't help it. He was mesmerising. Everything about him was. His beautiful lips, his honey-brown eyes, his big hands and his long fingers, that were currently wrapped around the wheel. It was a pretty warm night and due to the satin top that the professor was wearing, Prem had a good look at his chest. The younger swallowed thickly. He couldn't help but stare, at his veiny hands, his chest...his thighs.. those damn thick thighs that made him feel dizzy since he first saw them. His eyes fell onto Professor Guntachai's lap and on his dick. Prem subconsciously licked his lips, when the professor's voice took him out of his daydream. "I already informed your friends. So don't worry. How are you feeling?" Hot, dizzy, nervous, tired..but no way he's gonna tell him all that. "My..my head hurts a little, but it's ok." Prem answered. "I see." Professor Guntachai opened the glove compartment on Prem's side and handed him a water bottle. "Here, you need to drink something. It will ease your headache." "Thanks" Prem replied, nervously, and took the bottle. When his fingers accidentally touched the professor's, he almost let the bottle fall to the ground. Professor Gunatachai misled the situation and thought that Prem was freezing. "Are you cold?" he asked the boy softly. "I..no. I'm ok." Prem answered. Boun thought for a second before he took off his blazer. "Here, take that," he said and handed it to Prem. He wasn't freezing at all, but under no circumstances would he ever reject anything offered by Professor Guntachai. "Thanks" Prem replied with a soft smile as he put the blazer around his shoulders. It was way too big for him, but he didn't care. He couldn't help but smell it. It smelled exactly like Professor Guntachai. The thought alone made his cheeks go hot.

"Better?" Professor Guntachai asked. "Yes. Thank you" Prem replied and smiled. "I'm glad. I don't want my students to freeze under my watch" the professor replied with a soft smile on his lips. Prem's heart ached when he heard the word. ' His student '..Right..He was his student..and nothing else.

How could he be so stupid? He was tipsy and the Professor's presence and the attention he gave him felt so good, that he felt things he wasn't supposed to feel..not allowed to feel. After he had thanked Professor Guntachai for the ride home, Prem immediately went to his room. He took a look in the mirror and gasped. He looked..different. His hair was a mess, his eyes were glassy, his cheeks were slightly red and hot from the alcohol and his lips were a bit thicker than usual. After he took a shower and got dressed in boxer shorts and a huge t-shirt of his favourite singer, he let himself fall onto the bed, groaning. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking about the car ride home and..Professor Guntachai. How was he supposed to ever face him again? He shouldn't..not after tonight. Not after the condition he saw him in. He has already made enough of a fool of himself in front of his teacher. Enough for a lifetime. "What am I gonna do now? How am I supposed to face him ever again?"

It was already nine in the morning when Prem woke up. He looked at the display of his phone and saw the notification for a text message from Fluke. "Hey, buddy. Sammy and I are worried. WHERE ARE YOU?!!" Shit! Prem thought. He totally forgot about them. Prem immediately dialled Fluke's number to let him know that everything was ok. "Prem! How are you feeling? Professor Guntachai said he would take you home. Are you alright?" Prem could hear the worry in his friend's voice. "I am. Sorry for worrying you guys. I..I don't know what happened last night. But..I am at home. And I am fine. Just..a little headache" he said, putting a hand on his forehead while letting his body fall back onto the bed. "You were lucky that Professor Guntachai took you home. You couldn't even walk anymore." Prem tried to remember anything from last night. Suddenly some pictures came into his mind. Pictures of him and the professor sitting in his car. The water bottle, the professor's hands, thighs..Prem started blushing again when he thought about the Professor. "Prem? Are you still there?" he heard Fluke's voice. "Y..yes. Thank you Fluke. And I am sorry for making you worry. I..I'll see you in school. Bye." Prem ended the call and dropped the phone onto the bed before he let himself fall back into it. He closed his eyes and let out a deep groan. "What did I do?"

Prem still felt pretty smashed. "Why did I drink so much last night? I feel like a zombie. I can't remember much and my whole body aches. Thank God I don't have to go anywhere today. I will just stay here and bury myself under the blankets." Since he was still pretty tired and he had nothing going on today, he decided to take a nap. Even though he hasn't even made it out of bed yet. It didn't take long for Prem and he fell asleep again, with only one thought in his mind: Professor Guntachai.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt something warm and wet on his skin. Something was licking at his thigh and his balls. He closed his eyes again. Suddenly, Prem felt a slight tug on his dick. Warm fingers were kneading its soft flesh, while the wet tongue was wandering higher until it reached his nipples. The tongue curled around one of his already hard nipples and began sucking on it. Prem moaned and let his head fall back into the pillow. His hands were gripping the bedsheet until his knuckles turned white. "I will make you feel so good, baby." he heard a familiar voice before the person went on sucking his dick. The same voice, that was making his heart beat faster and his mind go blank. "Prem, baby.." Prem opened his eyes in shock when he realized who he was getting a blowjob from. It was Boun. His professor. Boun looked up, between Prem's bare legs. Naked. Prem's dick still between his lips. His hair was damp and some bangs were hanging in front of his honeybrown eyes. He smiled softly at him and sucked again. Prem couldn't hold back anymore. He let his head fall back and released everything he had into the professor's mouth with a loud moan. "AHHHH!!" When he opened his eyes, he found himself alone in his room. He was sweating like crazy and his heart was racing like he had just run a marathon. Prem looked down on him. He was hard. Perfect. A dream. It was just a dream. But..not just a dream, a sex dream. He just had a sex dream..about Professor Guntachai. It couldn't get any worse or could it?

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