Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Pleasure wrapped in a heavy sleepiness came to Fu Kun in bursts, those provocative touches became more and more clear, and the pleasure became more and more intense.

He finally got out of the dream, sure it wasn't a dream.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark all around, and the moonlight seemed to be tired tonight, not doing my job well, with only a faint gleam of light... No, the moon is ashamed!

He touched himself, naked!

Just as he was about to reach out to touch Fu Yijie, his hand was caught, and Fu Yijie's palm was hot.

When he tightly clasped Fu Kun's hand, the temperature suddenly burned into Fu Kun's heart, he could hear the rapid breathing, Fu Yijie's, his own.

Fu Yijie was not by his side, Fu Yijie's kiss was passing over his lower abdomen, and his hands were slowly stroking under his body.

Breathing one after another, they plucked the most sensitive string in the body in the dark.

Fu Yijie's wet tongue finally touched his most sensitive place, Fu Kun frowned and took a breath.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but what he said sounded like an idiot to himself: "What are you doing?"

After asking, he felt so happy, Fu Kun, you idiot, why does he still need to ask?

Fu Yijie smiled, and twitched the tip of his tongue lightly. Fu Kun was clenched tightly by his hand, and gasped for breath.

"Try and see how long it takes you to wake up." Fu Yijie's lips pressed against his sensitive area, and there was a slight vibration when he spoke, and there was a warm wind when his breath swept over.

Fu Kun's legs were bent, and Fu Yijie held him down.

"Today's question," Fu Yijie said unhurriedly, twitching with the tip of his tongue from time to time, "Have you thought it through yet?"

"Didn't you drink too much?" Fu Kun couldn't help asking.

Fu Yijie didn't speak, his lips were wrapped slowly, Fu Kun's body tensed suddenly, he closed his eyes and panted for a long time, wanting to raise his hand to press Fu Yijie's head down.

"I didn't drink too much." Fu Yijie's tongue slid to the inside of his thigh and licked it lightly a few times, "I'm already awake."

"I'm not awake yet." Fu Kun gritted his teeth and said.

"Really?" Fu Yijie licked back along his thigh little by little, and after a short pause, he lowered his head and slid down.

The pleasure of being wrapped in wet lips and tongue suddenly struck again, and this time it went deeper, reaching the throat. Before Fu Kun could react, he could not control himself and let out a low moan.

"Ah..." He frowned and lifted his hips up. When Fu Yijie poked his head out of the river, his face with beads of water flashed through his mind, and his whole mind was shaken.

After swallowing deeply several times in a row, Fu Yijie let go of him, coughed, and asked in a low voice: "Are you awake?"

"I didn't choke you to death." Fu Kun briefly escaped from the attack of mixed pleasure, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

"No," Fu Yijie straightened up suddenly, stepped onto his chest twice, pressed his calf firmly against his arm, and squeezed his chin, "Let's see if I can choke you to death."

Fu Kun opened his eyes, and with the faint moonlight, he saw in the darkness that Fu Yijie was standing up to a certain part of the male body in front of him, and he immediately had an indescribable pulse of blood, breathing It should still be going on, but I still feel out of breath, and the violent ups and downs of my chest might make people feel motion sickness if I put an ant on it.

He quickly turned his face away.

"Is it pretty?" Fu Yijie asked.

"Pretty," Fu Kun said helplessly, "beautiful than your face."

"Then take a look."

"No need, I have it myself, and it's not bad looking."

"Can you not do this?" Fu Yijie smiled.

"Then I'll sing you a song..."

Fu Yijie pulled his chin and turned his face back to him, holding the speechless object in his hand and lightly touched his lips: "Open your mouth."

Fu Kun hesitated for a few seconds, he was immersed in the pleasure Fu Yijie brought him, but he never thought about what Fu Yijie did for him, how he felt when he did it.

He wasn't as relaxed as Fu Yijie, he probably wasn't sober yet, and now his thick skin could withstand machine gun fire.

"Brother." Fu Yijie called him suddenly in a hoarse voice, with pleading and longing in his voice, as well as suppressed desire.

This low cry made Fu Kun feel weak, and when Fu Yijie pinched his chin lightly with his fingers, he opened his mouth.

When Fu Yijie slowly pushed it into his mouth, Fu Kun felt an indescribable feeling, excited?satisfy?Or do you feel that you are finally as shameless as a hooligan who has drunk too much?I guess I can't figure it out for a while.

He slid forward slowly, this posture was a bit strenuous, he had to be careful not to let his teeth hit Fu Yijie.

"Hmm..." Fu Yijie swayed, propping up the wall with one hand, and hummed softly.

This voice ignited the desire in Fu Kun's body that had been hesitant for a while, not knowing whether to let it go or suppress it a little.

He tried to hook it with the tip of his tongue, Fu Yijie suddenly raised his head, and the fingers touching his face trembled violently.

Fu Yijie's hand slid to the back of his head, supporting him to move forward gently. Fu Kun suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, but Fu Yijie's breathing, which had obviously begun to mess up following this movement, made him psychologically There is a certain satisfaction in shame.

He slowly swallowed following Fu Yijie's rhythm, the tip of his tongue didn't have any skills but still lingered professionally.

The intense pleasure that hit at first made Fu Yijie almost out of control. He gritted his teeth and controlled his desire to rush out in the next second. He leaned back slightly, let go of the hand supporting the wall, and walked around After reaching behind, he gently held Fu Kun.

A moan slipped out from between Fu Kun's blocked lips, and he gently lifted his hips in cooperation with Fu Yijie's grip.

Fu Yijie lowered his head, the light was very dim, but he could still see himself moving in and out between Fu Kun's lips.

This man, whom I have been thinking about day and night for an unknown number of years, is right under him, frowning slightly, panting excitedly, and carefully sucking and lingering. Rushing, the body tightened with the beating of the heart, and then tightened again.

With a little force in his hands, he pushed Fu Kun under him, pushed forward, and wanted to penetrate deeper into Fu Kun's throat.

Fu Kun's breathing paused, his eyebrows were knit together, and he seemed a little uncomfortable, but Fu Yijie couldn't control himself to back away.

Fu Kun took a breath with some difficulty, frowned and swallowed.

The resistance he had been feeling disappeared the moment Fu Kun relaxed, and Fu Yijie took advantage of the situation to push deeper, and the hands behind his back also accelerated.

The feeling of being soft and tightly bound made him couldn't help but yelled in a trembling voice: "Brother..."

Fu Kun's breathing became short and labored, Fu Yijie held back his desire and slowly backed out.

Fu Kun took a deep breath, coughed a few times, and gasped heavily with his eyes closed.

"Brother," Fu Yijie moved away from the leg that had been pressing on his arm, and looked at him with his arm beside his head, "Fu Kun..."

"Huh?" Fu Kun opened his eyes a little.

"I think..." Fu Yijie whispered in his ear, slowly lowered his body, pressed on him, pushed his knees between his legs, and stretched out his hands, pulling his legs to spread them to the two sides "I want it."

Fu Kun froze for a moment, the separated legs made him feel extremely insecure.

Probably because of the lack of security in the lower body, the IQ also plummeted. He asked in a daze, "Why?"

This question made Fu Yijie stunned, and after two seconds, he pressed close to him again: "Don't you watch a lot of pornographic movies, don't you have to tell me to fuck you..."

"Shut up!" Fu Kun suppressed his voice viciously, and smacked Fu Yijie's shoulder with his teeth, "Why don't you think I haven't noticed you are such a rascal for so many years?"

"I just said it," Fu Yijie said softly, stroking his leg back and forth with his hand, hugging him tightly and rubbing it up and down, "You may have something in your heart, you know everything in elementary school Now, you are the least hooligan."

Fu Kun didn't say a word, ever since Fu Yijie told him that ridiculous request at noon, he hadn't stopped thinking about it.

It's not that he never thought about getting in touch with Fu Yijie more intimately, it's more than that, he even dreamed about it countless times, Fu Yijie's beautiful face, delicate skin, clear but soft lines Muscles, Fu Yijie's hands, Fu Yijie's legs, every part has appeared in his dreams and imagination.

But he just never thought about letting this guy pin him down.

Even though Fu Yijie had grown into a young man who made him feel masculine all the time, he still felt that this was his younger brother, the little one who loved to cling to him and act like a baby when he had nothing to do.

Now that Xiao BuDian asked to fuck him outrightly, he really didn't know how to respond.

Even a few minutes ago, in the midst of excitement and pleasure, he was thinking of getting this kid to cum and it would be over, but it turned out that he was no longer the little boy who would surrender with a few touches of his hand.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Yijie's breath caught his neck, and his fingers ran across his waist, all the way down to his legs.

The soft feeling spread immediately, and Fu Yijie could clearly feel Fu Yijie rubbing against him gently in his lower abdomen, and waves of scorching heat penetrated from his lower abdomen, making his whole body more and more hot.

"I was thinking... we... um..." Fu Kun was looking for an excuse, Fu Yijie lifted his body, held him again with his hand, scraped his fingertips lightly, and Fu Kun was suddenly as fast as he wanted I was so grateful that I almost bit my tongue, and couldn't help but let out a cry. It took me a long time to regain my previous train of thought after panting, "It must be lubricated, right... isn't it? We didn't..."

"Yes," Fu Yijie licked the tip of his tongue back and forth around his ear porch, "it's right under my pillow."

Fu Kun was stunned, wondering if his ears were too excited to be licked by Fu Yijie and he lost his hearing: "What do you have?"

"Lubricant," Fu Yijie continued to fiddle with his hands, and whispered in his ear, "Durex heat..."

"Where did you get this thing?" Fu Kun suddenly felt that something was wrong, he gritted his teeth to resist the desire that was constantly suppressed and then picked up again by Fu Yijie, "What are you doing with this?"

"Use it when you make it yourself." Fu Yijie kissed his neck along his ear, then kissed his chest, lightly bit the bump on his chest, and sucked it with his lips, tongue Fiddle up and down to tease.

The scene of Fu Yijie lying on the bed panting and masturbating appeared in Fu Kun's mind. The itchy chest quickly collided with the flames that burst out from the depths of his lower abdomen, and exploded in his body. Fu Kun hurriedly Panting, he stretched his fingers into Fu Yijie's hair and grabbed two handfuls, puffing out his chest to match his rhythm.

"You...you actually use...lubricant..." Fu Kun gritted his teeth and said with the last bit of strength he had left.

"Try it." Fu Yijie let go of him, and reached out to feel under his pillow, "If it hurts, we'll stop."

Fu Kun's mind was in chaos, his body and heart were burning hot, he closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Fu Yijie found the bottle, took it over and opened it, his eyes were fixed on Fu Kun, his heart was like a tsunami wave after wave, and he couldn't breathe.

Fu Kun was lying in front of him, and he could vaguely see Fu Kun's frowning eyebrows, which were very sexy.

Yes, the first time he understood what is sexy is from Fu Kun. Fu Kun's beautiful back when shirtless in summer made the word sexy flash in his mind for the first time. Fu Kun was wrapped in black underwear The tight buttocks, the straight legs...

This person was the protagonist in his first sexual dream, and the protagonist who has never changed again. This person's body, every look in this person's eyes and smile are all temptations that he can't resist in his life, and they are what he desires. source.

He lowered his head and kissed Fu Kun's lips heavily, licked them fiercely, and bit greedily.

Fu Kun's lips were slightly parted, and the tip of his tongue protruded and brushed gently over his lips. He pressed down suddenly, and held Fu Kun's tongue tip in his mouth, and a warm, wet feeling spread over his body.

He savored it carefully, poked into Fu Kun's mouth and entangled it with some domineering force. Every time Fu Kun took more and more heavy breaths, those low and hoarse moans that came out of Fu Kun's heavy breathing, all moved. with the lust of the heart.

Fu Yijie held Fu Kun with his lubricated hand, and after a few strokes, Fu Kun's waist suddenly bowed upwards, and his arms wrapped around his shoulders.

Fu Kun couldn't help but lift his leg slightly due to the slippery grasp, and his breath was broken into pieces.

Fu Yijie continued to kiss him, teasing him constantly, pressing and rubbing his other hand on his body, feeling every inch of skin that became taut as the hand slid over.

The feeling brought by the lubricant was completely different. Fu Yijie's gloves gradually speeded up, then slowed down a little bit, and his slippery fingers poked down.

After lightly pressing the button, Fu Kun let out a low snort, then shook violently, trying to escape.

"Don't move," Fu Yijie let go of his lips and said softly, "Don't move."

He straightened his body, lifted Fu Kun's leg up and held it down, stroking his fingers back and forth, he could feel Fu Kun contracting a little nervously.

He bit his lip, controlled his urge to ignore the long-term trend, lowered his head and blew lightly on the lubricated part.

"Ah..." Fu Kun's hoarse moan was deep but clear, "Fuck."

This breath made the place covered by the lubricant heat up, and he could hardly control his voice due to the warmth and desire.

"What the hell..." Fu Kun wanted to avoid Fu Yijie's finger that continued to caress and try to penetrate into his body, but his leg was pressed by Fu Yijie, and his body had no strength.

"Is it comfortable?" Fu Yijie grabbed his calf and pulled it, putting his leg on his shoulder, teasing him with his hands back and forth.

Fu Kun was a little dizzy from this kind of pleasure that he had never experienced before, and panted, he replied, "En."

"Say you're very comfortable." Fu Yijie squeezed some more lubricant, pressed his fingers lightly, and began to slide into his body little by little, and the hand that had been gripping him increased the speed.

Fu Kun wanted to say that I'm a shameless thing to fuck you, but his mind, which was constantly impacted by pleasure, was defeated by Fu Yijie's round after round of teasing, and he couldn't help saying: "I'm very... Comfortable."

Fu Yijie's breathing suddenly became heavy, his fingers slowed down, and then he probed in without stopping.

Fu Kun still felt a little hot when he entered with lubricated fingers, he grabbed Fu Yijie's leg with his hand, and took a deep breath: "Fuck!"

Fu Yijie slowly pressed over, pulled a corner of the towel beside him, and covered Fu Kun's mouth: "Be quiet, I'll know if I'm uncomfortable just pinch me."

Fu Kun frowned tightly, Fu Yijie's fingers were completely submerged, he turned slightly, Fu Kun's body shook, and he hummed in pain.

"It hurts?" Fu Yijie stopped.

Fu Kun didn't make a sound, just gasping for breath.

Fu Yijie waited for a while, turned his fingers again, slowly backed out, touched Fu Kun's body a few times, slipped in again, and after slowly twitching a few times, he tried to continue with two fingers. Probe inside.

"Hmm..." Fu Kun hooked his legs violently.

"Relax," Fu Yijie said softly, his voice was very gentle, with suppressed desire, "I'll be comfortable in a while."

This kind of feeling is not good. The strong foreign body sensation made Fu Kun want to yell twice, but Fu Yijie kept covering his mouth, and it was not realistic to use his nose to yell. Cooperate with Fu Yijie's movements to relax his body.

When Fu Yijie's two fingers were able to freely enter and exit his body with the help of lubricant, Fu Kun felt that the sheets under him were already soaked with sweat, pleasure, tension, excitement, discomfort, all kinds of mixed in. The feeling together made him sweat profusely, and the mouth that Fu Yijie had been tightly covering couldn't help him breathe, which made him feel dizzy like suffocation, and his whole body began to drift away.

When Fu Yijie took his hand away, he opened his mouth and panted heavily, and the suppressed moan could no longer be controlled, gushing out from between his teeth: "Fu Yijie, you... ah..."

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Yijie slowly withdrew his fingers and looked at him.

"No... I know..." Fu Kun spoke with some difficulty, his breath trying to fight for the exit with his voice.

"We," Fu Yijie lowered his head and began to apply lubricant on himself, then slowly supported his leg and leaned over, "Try it..."

Fu Yijie pushed forward in his chaotic breathing hotly and firmly, and slowly penetrated.

The completely different feeling from fingers made Fu Kun's mind go blank, the most private place was opened up little by little, and was unreservedly invaded by Fu Yijie little by little, with confusing pain and shame but couldn't help it. The thrill of resisting.

Fu Yijie's body leaned down, pressing his legs, stroking his face with his hands, prying open his teeth with his fingers, and inserting them into his mouth.

He couldn't help biting Fu Yijie's fingertips hard. Fu Yijie's hand didn't move, he just hummed in a low voice, pushed his hips forward, and pushed them all into the tight binding package his body.