[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

Before making love, Zhang Jiale took off his trousers and underwear. After finishing, only the sweater was left on his body. No matter how he pulled it down, he could barely cover the small clump of dark hair at the base of his thigh. , the two balls that shoot out of the sky can't cover it.

Sun Zheping sat next to Zhang Jiale in his trousers, took off the sweater with a lot of semen on his upper body, and hugged him into his arms while the water in the water heater was still warm.

After the orgasm, the temperature of his body was on the high side. Zhang Jiale stretched his legs and hugged Sun Zheping tightly, and closed his eyes comfortably to rest his mind.

I thought this night was already enjoyable enough, but Sun Zheping helped Zhang Jiale clean his acupoints covered with lubricating fluid and semen while taking a bath, and made Zhang Jiale feel like he was digging, so he stuck to the wet and cold tiles carelessly I did it once, and at the climax, Zhang Jiale mercilessly left two scratches on Sun Zheping's back.

When Zhang Jiale was lying on the bed, his waist and hips were already sore, his legs and feet were weak, and the acupoint that accommodated his penis was reddened, and he had to wait for Sun Zheping to rub the medicine on him.

He pulled the quilt to cover his upper body, and covered half of his face by the way, leaving a pair of eyes dodging to follow Sun Zheping around. He saw Sun Zheping sitting on the corner of the bed with a tube of ointment, and closed his eyes again. appearance.

Sun Zheping lifted Zhang Xiaohei out of the quilt and stuffed it to the other side. The fluff rubbed against Zhang Jiale's waist, which made him tremble.

"Don't be bored."

Sun Zheping kissed Zhang Jiale's nose through the quilt.

"Hurry up and go to sleep."

Zhang Jiale closed his eyes, and patted his hands on the side with great difficulty. He didn't know if his son Sun Zheping could see his movements through the quilt.

He was naked and had nothing on. He used to wear a pair of underwear to sleep, but now he didn’t even have that little fig leaf for convenience, and his legs had to be spread. Fetishism is no different.

And now it's not just the man's lower body that's exposed, but also his butt.

Zhang Jiale felt that his dignity as a man was gone in front of Sun Zheping.

Sun Zheping's hands deliberately squeezed his buttocks sunken into the soft mattress, and then he parted his thighs to the sides, and gently touched the tightened acupuncture points with his fingertips.

"It's just a little red, don't be so nervous," Sun Zheping squeezed a soybean-sized white ointment on his fingertips, skillfully pressed the small back acupoint, squeezed his fingers in and gently stroked the tightly wrapped against his inner wall. "It feels like I'm going to rape you."

"Hmph," Zhang Jiale was probably bored. Even if it was cold, wrapping his nose in the quilt didn't feel good. He tucked the quilt under his chin, pulled out an arm and pressed it between his legs, trying to wrap himself One of the organs was hidden in the quilt. "It's not you who hurts in the butt."

After Sun Zheping applied the medicine, he rubbed the reddened area again. Zhang Jiale didn't react too much. It was just that he felt completely ashamed from being seen under his body, and it was a bit cold to not have sex with his legs open.

"How grown-up are you?" After Sun Zheping climbed onto the bed, Zhang Jiale took the initiative to lay a pillow on his arm, pressing his face against the muscles of his chest, kicking his legs as he tried to fold the long part into the feet of the two of them, by the way And whispered to him. "Why do you look like a kid."

"What's the matter, am I not good at technology, I'm disgusted so quickly?"

When Sun Zheping spoke, there was still a smile on his lips.

Being forced to cum three times in one night, Zhang Jiale was indeed a little bit hard, but the fire between the two of them only became more and more intense. Although they were past the age when they could use their bodies to fight, the things they missed when they were young were still to be missed. Made it up.

What is ejaculated during sex can also be made up for in terms of eating.

What's more, as a homosexual, the most direct way to express love is naturally to have sex. The integration of the body brings spiritual satisfaction. You don't have to worry about your menstrual period and offspring. You can choose various interesting ways according to your body's preferences For example, Zhang Jiale's body seems to be very sensitive to having sex without a condom.

"Sun Zheping," Zhang Jiale stroked the eight-pack abs that moved with his breath, the warm feeling was just right. "When did I dislike you?"

"Lele," Sun Zheping tilted his head, his nose touched Zhang Jiale's slightly damp hair, where the sweet milky smell left by the shampoo was exuding. "You don't wear underwear, aren't you afraid of shaking when you sleep at night?"

When Sun Zheping spoke, he slightly raised his leg. Zhang Jiale originally had one leg on his body, but the two cool little balls and his penis were all attached to his thigh. This made it stick even tighter.

"Damn," Zhang Jiale patted Sun Zheping's leg. "Why didn't you remind me just now?"

"Are you going to wear it now?"

Sun Zheping held Zhang Jiale's back and touched his back. After all, Zhang Jiale, a southerner, is more delicate than a northerner. After taking a bath, his body feels smooth and tender, which makes people want to kiss him.

Although he had already kissed Zhang Jiale until his chest was red and hickey all over his body, making love is still a bit different from ordinary caressing.

"Forget it," Zhang Jiale pouted, and inserted his fingers into the edge of Sun Zheping's smooth underwear. "I want to move."

"Then I'll help you up."

Sun Zheping touched Zhang Jiale's stem lightly with his fingers.

Zhang Jiale gave a soft "hmm", and moved his leg so that Sun Zheping's hand could rest on it.

When Sun Zheping went to kiss Zhang Jiale's forehead again, wanting to kiss him goodnight, Zhang Xiaohei, who was lying on his body under the blanket, had already fallen asleep.

Sun Zheping's soft "good night" was swallowed by the dark night.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhang Jiale's posture didn't change much, except that Zhang Xiaohei had already reached his waist, and the hand that had been inserted into his underwear the night before had slipped into the depths. , The fingertips are almost squeezed into the buttocks.

Sun Zheping slowly pulled out the arm that was under Zhang Jiale's head, gently placed him on the pillow beside him, and pushed his body flat so that he was lying down.

Zhang Jiale was not woken up by him, but Zhang Xiaohei opened his eyes and got out of the bed, jumped out of bed to lick Xiao Sanhua and Sun Xiaohuang who were sleeping in the bed, and jumped on the bed again to look at Sun Zheping who was already sitting up and getting dressed. After 2 minutes, it yawned again, showing a few small fangs. It licked its mouth with its tongue, and then licked Sun Zheping's hand. It stepped on the quilt and ran behind Sun Zheping, touching Zhang Jiale's arm. They huddled together and continued to sleep.

Sun Zheping put on his shirt and got out of bed. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he wiped off the water before buttoning up the buttons on his chest one by one. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to make breakfast.

He woke up early today, before the alarm clock rang, so he had time to make some fancy breakfast for Zhang Jiale.

Sun Zheping set the time on his phone, picked out a section of yam, peeled and cut into sections with gloves on, and threw it into a small steamer. Steamed until the yam was no longer as crisp as when it was raw, he poked it a few times with a chopstick. Turn off the fire when it can be easily pierced.

Then I took a larger wooden spoon in the chopstick cage, pressed the soft-faced yam into mud, opened the seasoning box, pinched a pinch of salt with my fingers and threw it in, then poured a round spoon of milk into it and continued stirring. Until the state of yam puree is restored, take it out with a spoon and put it into a transparent cylindrical glass.

Sun Zheping looked at the snow-white solid in the cup, raised his eyebrows, put it on the table, opened the refrigerator door to find a bottle of jam, dug out a few spoonfuls and poured it on top.

When putting the jam bottle back, Sun Zheping took out the remaining sliced ​​toast from the refrigerator, measured the amount of food for the two of them, counted eight slices, put the remaining slices back, and brought a box of lunch The meat comes out.

He rubbed some butter on the pan, threw the toast into it and turned on the fire, peeled a few cabbage leaves, washed them and scalded them with boiling water, then turned the toast over, and continued to wash a tomato, using the tip of a kitchen knife Dig out the leaves and put them on the cutting board, pick out the toast and put it on the plate, and put the remaining pieces in the pot.

Afterwards, cut the tomatoes into round slices, put the toast out and fry the eggs. Fry the four eggs on both sides until they are fully cooked. Put them on a plate and continue to put the luncheon meat in the pan. Fry 8 slices of luncheon meat until both sides are slightly yellow. Removed the pan and replaced it with a small milk pot, opened a carton of milk and poured it in to cook.

Sun Zheping took out a roll of plastic wrap from the small compartment of the refrigerator door, tore it up and spread it on the dining table, arranged the toast bread, squeezed a little mustard, added a slightly thicker salad dressing, and spread the blanched cabbage leaves , put tomato slices on top, then spread a layer of cabbage, then add fried eggs, sprinkle a little salt and black pepper, cover luncheon meat, spread the last layer of cabbage, spread salad dressing and press toast, use fresh-keeping The film is wrapped tightly in the middle and low in the middle and put into the plate.

Turn off the heat, pour half of the milk into the glass, and pour the other half into the thermos, with the lid on but not tight.

Then stuff the sandwiches into two bowl-shaped insulated lunch boxes and close the lids, then cut the remaining two.

Sun Zheping took out his mobile phone to check the time, called up the news interface on his mobile phone, hooked up a four-legged chair with his feet and sat down, while watching the news, he ate a sandwich breakfast with milk.

After eating, he went to the bedroom to tie his tie, and when he opened the closet door to look for his suit jacket, Zhang Jiale called "big grandson" behind him like a mosquito.

"Ok?"

Sun Zheping responded, took off his suit jacket from the hanger, pressed his tie, sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned over and talked lip to mouth with Zhang Jiale:

"I made you a sandwich, put it in an insulated lunch box, and milk, and reheat it when it gets cold when you eat it."

"Ah."

Zhang Jiale agreed vaguely, raised his head slightly to touch Sun Zheping's lips.

"There are also yams, you can eat them after dinner."

After Sun Zheping explained, he pressed Zhang Jiale and kissed him. He opened his teeth but didn't stick out his tongue. He just touched and sucked and bit each other for a while.

"Ah."

After the kiss, Zhang Jiale nodded, tugged at the corner of Sun Zheping's clothes, and immediately let go of his hands and retracted them into the quilt.

"Sleep for a while longer," Sun Zheping followed in and took Zhang Jiale's hand. "I may be back late at night, just call me if you have anything to do."

Zhang Jiale closed his eyes, bent his fingers and turned sideways, lying down like a shrimp, before he had time to tell if he had promised again, he had already fallen into a dream again.