Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Yijie's sweat dripped on Fu Kun's face, Fu Kun looked at his confused expression, the light was too dark, he couldn't see clearly, but Fu Yijie's heavy breathing and his entering and leaving again and again, The feeling of his own body is extremely clear.

Fu Kun never thought that one day he would be pressed down by his brother's legs like this and constantly bear the impact.The physical discomfort is not as strong as before, not to mention how comfortable it is, but it is still tolerable. The feeling of shame of being suppressed by a man or my little brother who I always think is mixed with some kind of weird feeling. The psychological pleasure made him a little confused.

He held Fu Yijie's arm with his hand, felt his tense muscles, and his mind was empty again, full of panting with a little madness.

It wasn't until Fu Yijie pulled away suddenly, grabbed his arm and pulled him around his waist, that he was turned over on his stomach, that he regained some clarity.

This posture of kneeling like a puppy made him resist a little.

"Don't..." Fu Kun was pressed down on the pillow by Fu Yijie's shoulders. Although Fu Yijie didn't invade him, his body was still numb.

"I like your butt." Fu Yijie pressed his back, slapped his butt lightly, and helped his waist to enter again, "I like it very much."

"Fuck..." Fu Kun frowned and buried his face in the pillow, "Fu Yijie, wait!"

"Okay." Fu Yijie replied, leaning down and licking his back.

This posture that makes Fu Kun feel very depressed seems very exciting to Fu Yijie. Fu Kun can hear the changes in his breathing and movement rhythms, and such changes are also gently poking on Fu Kun's extremely sensitive nerves. After a while, every time Fu Yijie entered, his breath would tighten.

As Fu Yijie's movements became faster and stronger, Fu Kun's body trembled with his impact, his heartbeat became chaotic, and he moaned uncontrollably in the pillow.

He didn't know why he made the sound, he just felt that if he didn't make a sound, he wouldn't be able to breathe.

Fu Yijie's fingers tightened suddenly, and his fingertips were almost pinched into the skin on his waist. After several hard impacts, Fu Yijie let out a low moan, and then slowly pressed down on him.

Fu Kun lay down slowly, and his ears were filled with the rapid breathing of two people. After you sing, I will appear on the stage. It was like a competition. Whoever panted quickly won, and whoever panted loudly would win.

"Hey, stop panting, I can't stop panting," Fu Kun elbowed Fu Yijie's ribs, "Go down, I'm exhausted."

Fu Yijie panted for a while before sitting up with his arms propped up, took the tissue next to him, and touched Fu Kun's buttocks.

"Myself!" Fu Kun quickly grabbed the tissue and wiped it carelessly.

Fu Yijie stuck behind him and hugged him: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Fu Kun's mood, which had finally calmed down, was a little turbulent, and his face began to burn again.

"You haven't..." Fu Yijie's hand slid down his stomach, "I'll help you."

"No," Fu Kun patted his hand, "I can't be hard right now."

"Why?" Fu Yijie was stunned, "It hurts so much?"

"No," Fu Kun frowned and clicked his tongue. He didn't know why he was extremely embarrassed at the moment, "Can we not discuss my problem?"

"I want you to be comfortable." Fu Yijie hugged him and rubbed against his neck lightly, his voice was still a little hoarse, and his voice sounded very comfortable.

"I'm very comfortable now, I don't need to cum." Fu Kun sat a little uncomfortable, so he fell back on the tatami, "Go and wash, and move gently so that parents don't hear."

"What about you? Let's go together, I'll clean it up for you." Fu Yijie lay down beside him again.

"You go wash it, I'll do it myself," Fu Kun patted his face, "Stop talking nonsense."

Fu Yijie opened the door lightly and went to take a shower. Fu Kun lay on the tatami for a while, sat up, felt uncomfortable, stood up again, put on his underwear, walked back and forth in the room, turned around a few times and squatted down again .

In short, after the numbness passed and the consciousness came back again, he began to fidget and feel hot in any position.

"Hey..." He hugged the sandbag and sighed. It didn't feel good. If it wasn't for Fu Yijie's pain, he wouldn't want to suffer.

After a few minutes, Fu Yijie gently opened the door and came back.

After entering the room, he came over and hugged Fu Kun. Fu Kun smelled the refreshing bath liquid on his body and felt refreshed, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Brother," Fu Yijie gently stroked his back with his hand, "You've suffered..."

Fu Kun was stunned: "Huh?"

"I tried it when I just took a shower," Fu Yijie whispered in his ear, "Oh, it's so uncomfortable."

"Damn," Fu Kun leaned back and looked at Fu Yijie's face, the moonlight just shone on his face, very beautiful, but with a gloomy expression, "How did you try?"

"Poke it with your finger." Fu Yijie said in a low voice, "It's not enough just to go in with a finger."

"...Crazy," Fu Kun didn't know what to say, "I'm going to take a shower, all you have in your head is your Durex heat sensation."

"There's still a sense of ice," Fu Yijie scratched his hair and smiled, "but it's not suitable for this because of the sense of ice."

"Fu Yijie!" Fu Kun couldn't describe his feelings at all. He poked Fu Yijie's chest twice with his finger, but couldn't find a word, so he poked several times in a row before saying, "I'll see you soon." Come back after washing and let's chat."

When passing the living room, Fu Kun heard his father's snoring, and suddenly felt warm and at ease in his heart. He hadn't heard his father's snoring for a year.

This is one of the hallmarks of his family, and he has restrained himself a lot in the past few years. When his father was younger, he could make the neighbors knock on the wall four or five times a night. Knocking on the wall with the next door can't wake her up...

He gently ran into the bathroom, closed the door, and sat on the toilet with a long sigh of relief.

After sitting on the toilet for a long time, he stood up and turned on the water to flush his head.

As the cold water slid over his body, the hotness in his body slowly receded, but it was replaced by the discomfort in his buttocks. He bent over and propped up his knees, letting the water rush at his buttocks, and couldn't help scolding carefully One sentence: "Fuck."

When he returned to the house, the light was turned on, and Fu Yijie had already tidied up the messed up tatami and was lying naked.

Fu Yijie's body, which became clear under the light, made Fu Kun's body that had produced all kinds of inexplicable pleasures before Fu Kun's eyes at a glance.

"You wear pants." Fu Kun quickly turned off the light.

"Bird fever." Fu Yijie smiled.

"Put the bird in the refrigerator!" Fu Kun kicked him, climbed onto the tatami and lay down.

Fu Yijie quickly clung to him, hugged him, and rubbed his legs against him: "Do you feel better?"

"En." Fu Kun turned over and lay on his side facing Fu Yijie.

"Brother," Fu Yijie stretched out his elbow to wrap his arms around his waist, and gently circled his stomach with his fingertips, "Why don't you come next time..."

"Ah? What's here?" Fu Kun touched his hand lightly, but didn't react for a while.

Fu Yijie stuck to his ear, and said as if blowing: "How about you up there next time?"

"You can't even bear the tip of your finger, can't you?" Fu Kun's mood that had finally calmed down was disturbed again by Fu Yijie's words.

"Your words..." Fu Yijie bit his earlobe, held his hand, and squeezed his fingers, "I can bear it."

Fu Kun suddenly felt an itchy numbness rushing from his fingers to his heart. The scene where Fu Yijie was pressed under him, frowning and closing his eyes, made him bite his lip and swallow: "Will you let me?" Is someone asleep?"

"Sleep!" Fu Yijie smiled, and pressed his forehead to the back of his neck, "But didn't you want to talk to me?"

"By the way, don't tell me I almost forgot!" Fu Kun slapped him on the hand, "You are both icy and hot and you are opening a sex shop?"

"I bought it if it was fun." Fu Yijie kissed him on the neck, "Sometimes I think you can't stand it, so I just play it."

"Is it still necessary to play Ice and Fire?" Fu Kun sighed, he could understand Fu Yijie's feelings, and there were times when he wanted Fu Yijie to hit the wall and faint, but... …

Fu Kun turned his head: "Who taught you to do this?"

"No one taught me." Fu Yijie's hand was never idle, stroking back and forth on his waist and legs.

"Is that kid Jiang Song!" Fu Kun filed his teeth and asked viciously.

Fu Yijie was overjoyed: "It's really not, I saw it in the film."

"Hey," Fu Kun sighed, "Are you really my brother? Have you been possessed by some hooligan? I remember that my brother is very serious, with a serious face and always loves to educate me. Why now? Has it become like this?"

"Do you like it?" Fu Yijie asked in a low voice, "You have two younger brothers, one is for you and the other is for you."

"Sleep, get up early tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"Wake up early and take you to the fifth hospital to see your brain. If you go late, I'm afraid you will split a third one."

Fu Yijie laughed behind Fu Kun's back for a long time: "Fu Kun, I really like you so much."

"What kind of energy."

"It's cheap, it's so cute."

"Go away, good night."

"Good night."

In the morning, Fu Kun was awakened by his mother's knock on the door. When he opened his eyes, Fu Yijie had already put on his pants and went to open the door: "Mom."

"Breakfast," my mother stood outside the door with her hips akimbo contentedly, "I'm so happy that I can knock on the door again to wake my son up."

"Ah——" Fu Kun grabbed Fu Yijie's pillow and covered his face with a drawn out voice, "I haven't slept so well for a long time, can you come back to knock on the door in an hour?"

"No," my mother turned around and entered the kitchen with a smile, "Aren't you two going to work today?"

"I'll go to the clinic in a while." Fu Yijie walked into the living room with his slippers and poured a glass of water. "Brother, do you want to go and see?"

"Will you pick someone's teeth?" Fu Kun asked lazily while lying on the tatami.

Fu Yijie entered the room, seeing that Fu Kun was silent, Fu Kun turned his head and opened his eyes to look at him: "Close the door, I'll change clothes."

Fu Yijie closed the door, settled for two seconds and then suddenly pounced on the tatami. Before Fu Kun could react, he had already ripped off Fu Kun's underwear and bit his ass.

"Hey!" Fu Kun was taken aback, and slapped Fu Yijie on the head with his backhand, "Believe it or not, I'll blow your ass off! Crazy!"

"Let me take a look?" Fu Yijie looked at him happily.

"You are so shameless that you can't see your teeth." Fu Kun pushed him away, got up to find clothes in the closet, and thought about the pile of clothes.

After pondering for about 5 minutes, I took out a shirt and put it on. I went through the trousers one by one and took out a black one to put on.

"You like to wear shirts now?" Fu Yijie leaned against the wall and looked at him with his arms folded. Fu Kun was very stylish in everything he wore, even ordinary white shirts and black pants.

"Well, do as the Romans do," Fu Kun lowered his head and put on his belt, "All the fellow villagers in the nursery wear white shirts, and change them when they turn gray. Customers think I'm unreliable if I don't wear a white shirt..."

"It's true." Fu Yijie smiled and opened the door and went out, and ran into the kitchen to help his mother bring breakfast to the living room.

Fu Yijie took the dumplings downstairs and walked around twice. When he got home, his mother and father had gone to work, and Fu Kun cleaned up all the dishes: "Doctor Fu, take me to your clinic. "

"Success." Fu Yijie cheerfully stood in the corridor and responded.

Fu Kun felt very emotional when he changed his shoes. These two days have been like a dream, no, this year has been like a dream.

He suddenly seemed to have lost everything, his family, his parents, and Fu Yijie, and now, all of these had truly returned to his life.

Every time he thinks about it, he feels nervous at first, and then he breathes a sigh of relief, so light that he seems to be able to float.

Fu Kun arrived at the clinic in the Chang'an Star, which jingled as soon as it was started. After parking the car, he looked at the front of the clinic, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

When I told Fu Yijie about this clinic last year, there was still no sign of it. Now that I saw the clinic decorated like that, Fu Kun suddenly felt guilty. He was not there when Fu Yijie was having the hardest time. By his side, I couldn't give him any help...

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Yijie stood beside him and asked.

"It's hard work," Fu Kun withdrew his thoughts, "running these things alone."

"It's not hard, really, Lu Yanqiu and Jiang Song are helping me." Fu Yijie pinched his shoulders and pushed him into the clinic, "It went well."

Hearing Jiang Song's name, Fu Kun filed his teeth again. This kid was with Fu Yijie when he was having the hardest time. He was upset no matter how he thought about it. When he entered the door and saw Jiang Song, he forgot to smile.

"Hello, brother!" Jiang Song was sitting on a chair reading a book, and when he looked up and saw Fu Kun, he jumped up as if he had been stung.

"Bounces well." Fu Kun smiled, and Jiang Song looked quite serious in a white coat.

"Brother, are you here for inspection?" Jiang Song poured him a glass of water and handed it over.

"I'm going to see the dentist." Fu Kun sat down and looked at the equipment in the clinic. Although it always felt unreal, it was really a very formal dental clinic.

"Where's Guo Yu?" Fu Yijie went to the second floor, changed his clothes, and asked.

Fu Kun glanced at Fu Yijie, who had already changed into a white coat, whistled in his heart, and didn't want to leave his eyes. If he didn't think about his cheeky, crazy personality behind his back, Fu Yijie's temperament was very good. This outfit looked quite reliable, and to Fu Kun, it somehow carried a hint of temptation.

"I went to Aunt Lu's to read the materials, and come over in the afternoon." Jiang Song sat back at the table and continued to read. He didn't work hard when he was in school.

"Brother," Fu Yijie patted the treatment table, "Sit here."

"Why?" Fu Kun was stunned for a moment and suddenly became nervous, "It's fine for me to sit here."

"I'll see your teeth." Fu Yijie looked at him with a pair of pliers and smiled, "Come and sit here."

"Wait," Fu Kun sat on the chair and refused to move, "I have nothing wrong with my teeth."

"Didn't you say your teeth are sore?"

"It's not sore anymore, it's not sore now." Fu Kun quickly said that he was afraid of going to the dentist since he was a child, and pulling out teeth was almost like being sentenced to death for him. Tooth extraction tortured the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who would rather die than surrender.

Fu Yijie didn't speak, but stared at him.

Fu Kun stared at him for a while but didn't carry him, and there was Jiang Song next to him, so he had to stand up and sit on the treatment table.

"Let's lean on, relax," Fu Yijie pressed his shoulder, "I'm a little worried that you have hypersensitivity to your teeth."

Fu Kun leaned on the back of the chair. He didn't hear what Fu Yijie said behind him, but he heard the word "relax". The feeling of being entangled with sweat from last night suddenly rushed over. My ears burned instantly.

"Open your mouth." Fu Yijie touched his lips.

When these words came out, Fu Kun froze. Fu Yijie looked down at him, and the scene when he said "open your mouth" flashed through his mind, almost blowing his brain out like a propeller.

Seeing his expression, Fu Yijie was also stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, smiled a little embarrassedly, glanced at Jiang Song secretly, and said in a low voice, "Quick."

Fu Kun opened his mouth, Fu Yijie took a probe, and when he was about to stick it into Fu Kun's mouth, Fu Kun closed his mouth again.

"Huh?" Fu Yijie looked at him.

"What's this hook for?" Fu Kun frowned, this thing didn't look like much fun, and it gave goosebumps just by looking at it.

"Just touch your teeth, don't hook your tongue, don't worry." Fu Yijie was a little helpless.

Fu Kun opened his mouth again, with a look of uncertainty.

Fu Yijie put the probe into his mouth, and tapped lightly on the teeth he said were sore.

"Ah." Fu Kun frowned.

Fu Yijie checked it carefully again: "Allergies, it's not serious, you can change your toothpaste, try your orange-flavored children's toothpaste with a desensitizing one first."

"...Success." Fu Kun heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the probe taken out of his mouth.

"Get your wisdom teeth out, it will wear out your good teeth," Fu Yijie said after putting down the probe, "I'll take a look..."

"What?" Fu Kun sat up straight.

Fu Yijie pushed him back on the chair: "What about your four wisdom teeth, sooner or later your good teeth will be worn out."

"No," Fu Kun covered his mouth, "Do you want to practice with me, you go and pull Jiang Song."

Jiang Song sighed: "There is no chance. I had an inflammation of my wisdom teeth last month, and the great doctor Guo knocked them out for me. There is only one tooth in total. If there are not many, I will give it to one outstanding person."

"My wisdom teeth have never had inflammation, it's fine." Fu Kun struggled to get off the chair.

Fu Yijie held him down, stared at him for a long time and suddenly smiled, Fu Kun felt that Fu Yijie's smile was very indecent, so Fu Yijie leaned close to his ear and whispered something quickly : "Try it on here someday?"

Fu Kun was stunned, jumped down from the chair, and stared at Fu Yijie, this kid dared to say such a thing in front of Jiang Song!

He lowered his voice: "You owe it to me."

"Well, you can clean me up, don't you like me in this outfit?" Fu Yijie's voice was so low that he could hardly hear him, and after he finished speaking, he went to the side to have fun.

When Fu Kun was about to chase after him and kick him, his phone rang and a text message came in.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, stunned.

It was a text message from the bank, reminding him that 3 yuan had arrived on his bank card.