South of Chutian

Tang Heng was shocked, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do it?"

Li Yuechi nodded, got up and went out, came back soon, turned around and locked the door of the room.He held a flat bottle in his hand, like hand cream or something.Tang Heng barely supported himself, and said in a daze, "We..."

"Can you do it?" Li Yuechi was standing by the bed, but suddenly he bent one leg, put his knee against Tang Heng's hand through the quilt, "I can't take it anymore."

Tang Heng stared at him with wide eyes, feeling that he had never been so nervous before.Is this true?Too sudden to judge authenticity.They did it when they were together six years ago, too many times to count - back then it seemed like there was everything, young enough, enough time, bodies like a feast to spend, Allow the other person to have whatever they want.It's different now, now they have nothing.

Li Yuechi bent down, his eyes were red.He didn't speak, just looked at Tang Heng like this, only a few seconds, Tang Heng was defeated, he thought even if it was fake, even if it was a hallucination, he would admit it.

Tang Heng said: "Come on." The voice was almost breathless - if it was a hallucination, I was afraid it would be shattered.

Li Yuechi nodded, took off his jacket and T-shirt, and when his fingertips touched the buttons of his jeans, he stopped and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to help me?"

The wildfire started, forcing Tang Heng to stretch out his hand, but he didn't dare to touch him, so he had to hang in mid-air, a few centimeters away from his hip bone.

Tang Heng stared at his body, which was never seen before - Li Yuechi was not so thin six years ago.His collarbone protruded straight, the skin on his arms and chest and abdomen was taut, and there was no trace of soft curves.His abdominal muscles are more distinct than those of six years ago, extending from the lower abdomen to under the jeans, his waist has narrowed, and his hip bones are prominent, as if the jeans are only hanging on two hip bones alone.

Tang Heng clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva.

"Li Yuechi," pressed his finger up very slowly, pressing his hard jeans, "You...you are too thin."

Li Yuechi said in a low voice: "Afraid I can't do it?"

"No! I'm just..." Tang Heng said confusedly, "I'm afraid you'll be tired."

Li Yuechi didn't answer his words, but urged: "Hurry up."

Tang Heng took a deep breath and moved his fingers to his buttons.It was an ordinary copper button, but it was unexpectedly difficult to untie it. Tang Heng picked it up a few times clumsily, but failed to untie it, and his fingertips turned red.In fact, it wasn't a button problem, but his fingers were trembling all the time—uncontrollably trembling.Li Yuechi raised his hand to stroke Tang Heng's hair, inserted his fingertips into his hair, and fiddled lightly.

Too flustered, Tang Heng didn't dare to look at him, the tip of his nose was almost touching his crotch, and he realized that he just unbuttoned him, and his lower body became unbearably hard.

He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.He was wearing a pair of gray underpants that had stood up, poking the fabric into a stiff shape.

Tang Heng still didn't dare to look into his eyes, but he could feel his fingertips across the top of his skull and pressed against the back of his neck.

Tang Heng opened his underwear and opened his mouth to hold the thing.He heard Li Yuechi gasp.

In this moment, like so many moments six years ago, his mind went blank and he just wanted to make him comfortable.

First he wrapped it with his lips and held it for a while, the thing heated up in his mouth and became harder.The taste is indescribable - I can't distinguish between good and bad at this time, I just feel that since it is Li Yuechi's taste, whatever is fine.

Spit it out, hold it in the palm of your hand, stick out your tongue and lick the top.

Li Yuechi called his name: "Tang Heng."

Tang Heng didn't answer, he was really speechless, he opened his mouth and sucked the thing deeper and deeper, like six years ago, when it reached his throat, he still wanted to retch, but he held back.His vision was blurred, only his hair, which was pitch black, could be seen.

Li Yuechi said: "Okay, Tang Heng." He gently pulled Tang Heng's hair, forcing Tang Heng to look up, Tang Heng only looked at him for a second, and then quickly lowered his head—it was too shameful, he knew now His face must be in a mess, with sweat, tears, and his own saliva that rubbed against his face.

Li Yuechi held his face in his hands, wiped his tears with his palm, as if coaxing him, and said, "Are you qualified?"

Tang Heng nodded indiscriminately.

He said again: "Are you still afraid that I will be tired?"

Tang Heng hugged his waist impatiently, begging: "Come quickly."

Li Yuechi smiled, pushed Tang Heng down on the bed, and quickly took off his T-shirt.When taking off his underwear, he became cautious, avoiding the wound on the sole of his foot.

Tang Heng only knew that his breathing was fast, very fast.

Li Yuechi unscrewed the bottle and said, "Just tell me if it hurts." Then he squeezed out a palm full of lotion, dipped his fingers in some, and leaned behind Tang Heng.The lotion was cold, but his fingers were hot. The moment his fingertips touched the entrance, Tang Heng let out a muffled snort, and his body suddenly tightened.

"Don't be afraid," Li Yuechi said, "It's me."

Tang Heng wiped his face and said in a hoarse voice, "Come on, leave me alone." Then he grabbed Li Yuechi's T-shirt and bit it in his mouth.

Li Yuechi said: "Okay." The strength in his hand was strong, but his movements were very gentle.He separated Tang Heng's legs, pushed them against his knees so that he couldn't close them together, and then stuck his fingers behind him again.The lotion was sticky, and he kneaded it patiently for a while. After the lotion was kneaded and became soft, Tang Heng's body relaxed a little, and his fingertips broke in.

His fingers gradually deepened, Tang Heng whimpered, and pulled the quilt over to cover his face.His field of vision was dark, and he felt as if he was locked in a small box. He could not see, hear, or smell anything. He exposed the most vulnerable part of his body to Li Yuechi, and he didn't know what was waiting for him. .

His lower body was a little sore, and Tang Heng was rubbed until his whole body became limp. At this moment, Li Yuechi pulled out his fingers.

His thing came in, although it was very slow, but a burst of pain inevitably swept through his body, Tang Heng grabbed the bed sheet, and the next second he grabbed his hand, he said: "Student, you are too tight As soon as the words were finished, when Tang Heng was losing his mind for the "student", he suddenly increased his strength and slammed into it hard.

"Hmm!" Tang Heng felt that he was really terrible, and unexpectedly———

Li Yuechi wiped Tang Heng's top with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "Don't be so fast next time."

Then he started to move, opening and closing like riding a horse. Tang Heng hummed wildly, unable to stop one after another.He suddenly remembered that before, he always felt that Li Yuechi was like a wild horse, straight and thin, with a back like a knife.So what's the matter now? Could it be that he is also a horse, being whipped by him, he is his horse.

Tears poured out uncontrollably, I don't know if it was too painful, too cool, or some other reason.His body is an empty frame, a bad skin, and it is finally being filled at this moment—as long as it is Li Yuechi's things, anything is fine, fill him up.

Tang Heng didn't know how long they had been doing it, but he felt that his lower body became numb afterwards, and his body was a puddle of water, disturbed by him as he wished.In the end, Li Yuechi leaned over and hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "Together."

They trembled together, strained together, and breathed out together.

After the end, the posture of the two remained unchanged and neither spoke.Li Yuechi's stubble rubbed against Tang Heng's temple hair, and after a few minutes, he held Tang Heng's lips and kissed him slowly.There was no light in the room, and the sky outside the window was dark, and the air was damp, as if it was about to rain.

Li Yuechi said, "Do you believe it?"

Tang Heng asked in a daze: "What?"

"This is real."

"Ah."

As if relieved at last, he patted Tang Heng's cheek, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

"A bit."

"where?"

"Itch," Tang Heng bit his chin, "Senior, let's do it again."

Li Yuechi narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Heng.

Tang Heng whispered, "Or are you tired?"

"It's starting again, right?"

"I'm sincere." Tang Heng touched Li Yuechi's back, "Why are you so thin?"

"It doesn't affect you."

"..." That's true.

"Let's forget about today," Li Yuechi straightened up, "You just had a fever."

Tang Heng quickly said, "Don't go."

Li Yuechi lay down again, with his arms around Tang Heng's waist: "Okay, I won't go."

"Can I smoke?"

"No."

"Can I do it again tonight?"

Li Yuechi's eyes were a little helpless, he stretched out his hand to push aside the broken hair on Tang Heng's forehead, and looked at his face.

"Is it that unbearable?"

Tang Heng said, "Yes."

"Hold it obediently, you can't do it now," he paused, and then said, "I've endured it for six years."