Just A Bit Wrong

Zach was alone with Lydia for the first time two days after she broke the news of their affair.

Tristan went upstairs to take a shower, and as soon as he left, Lydia asked, "Are you still in control?"

Zach looked at her, "Yes."

"Do you know how you look at him?"

He didn't want to know at all.

"Never mind, Lydia," he sighed, and sat down heavily on the couch.

Lydia looked at him stubbornly, and Zac had become numb to her expression. "It's already afternoon, what are you still doing here?"

Zach looked back at her frankly. "I need to speed up Tristan's rehab. He trains twice a day now."

Lydia pursed her lips, obviously not believing his words. "But--"

"Lydia, it's not that I don't want to talk to you, but this has nothing to do with you," he said as gently as he could, but the words came out harshly.Zach likes Lydia, he really doesn't hate the little girl.But she's had enough of being nosy and being Pazak.She just wanted to go back to the "Tristan is horrible, you need to kick him out" argument, but Zach just couldn't be bothered to listen anymore.

Zach didn't need to be reminded.He knew what to do, from the beginning.He just got carried away a little bit.

"Sorry," she said awkwardly. "I'm a little impulsive sometimes. Okay, I'll leave now. No one wants to keep me anyway. I'm actually quite surprised. Why hasn't he fired me yet?"

"I've been telling him not to do it, but what you're doing now will only be counterproductive."

Lydia gave a strange expression. "He actually listens to you?"

Zach shrugged. "He's not as unreasonable as you think."

Lydia was speechless.

Zach saw it, and Lydia wanted to refute him a few words.But in the end she just sighed. "Okay, you know what I think of him, so I won't nag." She picked up her bag. "Take him the PR manager's orders. He'd better celebrate with Daisy Payton at a fancy restaurant tonight."

"Celebrate what?"

"His birthday," Lydia said, closing the door and leaving.

Today is Tristan's birthday?

Zach frowned.There are no changes to Tristan's itinerary today.No phone calls, no friends or family over to celebrate his birthday, no gifts.Nothing at all.Tristan behaved as usual.

After a few minutes, Zach heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs barefoot, and he temporarily pushed aside his doubts.

"She's gone?" Tristan wiped his chest with a large fluffy white bath towel.He was only wearing shorts, the waistband of which tucked low into his hips.

"Let's go," Zach said, trying not to look at his naked body. "She said your PR manager wanted you to go to a fancy restaurant with Daisy Payton tonight."

Tristan looked dazed. "Who is Daisy Payton?"

"Maybe your fake girlfriend?" Zach reminded him.

Tristan frowned for a moment, then realized. "Yes, there seems to be such a person." He made a grimace. "But I'm not in the mood for a date with 'Vagina' today." He licked his plump lips and gave Zach a hungry look. "It's your "Dick", is he free to play with me?"

Zack's "Dick" was shaking in his pants.Although it was an expected reaction, Zach still showed a wry smile and cursed a few words in his heart.As long as Tristan was near him, he couldn't control his dick.The two had already done it once this morning when Lydia wasn't at work.Zach didn't have this idea at first, but Tristan's sleepy eyes directly disarmed him.His hands couldn't help caressing his rosy cheeks, his soft body... He was so pathetic.

"I didn't know it was your birthday," Zach said, barely concentrating, his voice hoarse.It's bad enough having a cum in his head every day, at least he won't be messing around with a kid before he gets off work.He can do it.

"It's the same as usual today," Tristan sauntered up to Zach. "I don't know why other people celebrate their birthdays with all the fanfare. Is it to celebrate parents having kids? But my mom died, so..." He landed on Zack's lap.

"Where's your father?"

Tristan was pulling Zark's pants chain, and he stopped, a gloomy look on his face.Then he unzipped the zipper and reached in.Slender fingers wrapped around Zach's lower body.Zach sucked in a breath, hard as hell, even though he'd been distracting himself.

"He didn't bother me when I was five years old, what do you expect him to do on a 22nd birthday?" Tristan laughed.That was not a happy laugh. "You two are kind of alike in some ways, you know." He squeezed Zach's cock tightly.

"What?" Zach rolled his eyes upwards with excitement, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word.

"He was a savage bastard. I found out later that he was an earl." Tristan chuckled. "Let's not talk about that, you see, although he is married, he still can't control his dick in front of my mother, because she is too beautiful." Tristan stroked Zach's penis slowly. "I know you think I'm good-looking. I look so much like her, before she got sick." He laughed. "At least you won't get me pregnant."

Zach stared at him blankly.

Then he rolled over and pushed Tristan down on the sofa, kissing him lightly.

Tristan froze, his fingers loosening Zac's groin.

Zach kissed Tristan tenderly, one kiss after another.Compared with their previous nonsense, this kind of kiss can be regarded as very innocent.God, those sweet lips, there is no other mouth in the world like it.

Tristan snorted softly, avoiding Zach's kiss.He squeezed Zach's cock hard, staring at him with burning eyes. "What are you doing? Am I not your girlfriend? Hurry up and fuck me!"

Of course, Zach complied.

He buried his face in Tristan's neck, and his penis penetrated Tristan's body.At this moment, he could almost empathize with the organ that impregnated Tristan's mother.He thought: If that lady was half as attractive as Tristan... Zach was filled with shame and self-loathing, but he could understand why the man did what he did.

Yet he was not the same as Tristan's father.The man ended up cutting that relationship off.

Zach didn't know if he could get out unscathed.