Architect

, A little numbness in the scalp and a cold feeling in the back of the neck.

It has not been invaded by foreign objects for many years, and Angus is an inexperienced young man. If he wants to come here with a real sword, the place may be cracked, right? !

"..." He hesitated and secretly peeked at Angus over there with the corner of his eye, but saw Angus who was half lying on the bed trying to suck his roots, the bandage on his head was due to excessive movement And the loosing came loose, half drooping in a mess with a bit of undefended fragility, knowing that the technique was not proficient but still opening his mouth as much as possible, the corners of his mouth flowed out saliva that was too late to swallow, even when he was not careful sometimes When he pokes too deeply and rubs his throat and produces a reflexive vomiting feeling, Angus's muscles will tense to prevent himself from biting the opponent and tightly control this painful physical desire, but even so he Still did not retreat.

Ike's heart was suddenly pulled hard, and all his worries and worries became insignificant. He got up and slowly pulled out the stick inserted in Angus's mouth, and then he was a little confused Under the gaze of puzzled eyes, he pushed him to lie flat again.

"Uncle?... Am I not doing well?"

The big young man lying on the bed is very honest, like a piece of steak marinated in sauce, completely unaware that he will be put into the pot next time, he still lays openly on the cutting board to show off his delicacy .

"No, you did a good job..." The feeling of controlling the other person's desire is so good, Ike even felt as if he had returned to his youth. He only had time to kick off one trouser leg, and the other trouser leg hung on his knee before he even had time to take it off, and straddled Angus, "I want to do better things with you... "

"Uncle Ike?"

Ike's movements suddenly paused and he raised his head.

Angus saw his complete self in his beautiful and deep eyes.

That's great, this site belongs to him, no one can grab it from him, it belongs to him alone!

Angus, who was happy, heard the uncle's slow but clear voice: "Actually, my name is not Ike."

"what?"

"My name is Mitchell, Mitchell Dolger, and I'm an...architect."

The sleep after passion is always so comfortable that you can relax from the top of your head to your toes. When the big young man opened his eyes, there was still a smell of fishy smell in the cabin that made people blush.

Angus has no memory of how many times and how long he did it. Anyway, at the end, when the big bird that shot the last drop was pulled out from the secret hole between the buttocks, the uncle lying on the bed had his thighs completely closed. The small hole that had held his big dick for several hours was open as if it didn't know how to close, and the semen that filled it was pouring out backwards.

Young males who have had a taste of lust never know what restraint is, and Uncle Ike, who has been fed by his enthusiasm, is unlucky.

Angus felt satisfied and guilty about the uncle who couldn't stand still so he had to half hug him to get out of bed.

The uncle couldn't even straighten his waist, let alone get up and tidy himself up. Fortunately, Angus was used to cleaning up the mess, and he carried the uncle into the nano bathroom neatly with his hands and feet, and washed his body clean, but the depths of his body were worn out. The tingling tunnel flesh wall was too fragile to be washed with air, so Angus took some clean drinking water and poured it in, and washed it several times until he finally got some bloodshot eyes inside. The white semen scooped out.

Then he carried the uncle back to the bed. Although the temperature in the cabin had recovered and there was no need to warm the blanket for the uncle at all, Angus naturally stretched out his long arms, and after hugging him, he was still rubbing the uncle's naked back. After rubbing a few times, his chin rubbed against the uncle's soft hair a few times, and then he closed his eyes and began to snore.

It was also because his head was indeed injured, and after going through several hours of "vigorous exercise", Angus was really tired, and he slept very soundly, as if he had been sucked into a black hole in the universe and fell into a deep sleep. , so he didn't notice that the uncle in his arms was not actually asleep.

When he woke up, there was no one in his arms.

Angus sat up, casually grabbed a coat and put it on his upper body, yawned with his mouth wide open, and scratched his itchy belly casually. There is no difference between day and night in the universe, so he didn't quite know what he was doing. How long did he sleep, but what surprised him was that the uncle woke up earlier than him.

Seeing him suffering from severe back pain and standing on the verge of falling, I thought that the uncle's body would have to rest for at least ten and a half months before he could recover.Now that he didn't see the figure of the uncle, Angus couldn't help feeling a little panicked. What if Uncle Ike would never practice with him again because of his rudeness and lack of restraint? !He doesn't want to do this kind of practice with other people at all, let alone... let alone uncle doing this kind of practice with anyone else!

But... the uncle told him his real name!

This is a little secret that even the boss of Sachs and the uncle do not know. "The Hive" Stranger Things.

Angus looked at himself in the reflection of the reflector with a silly smile on his face: "Mitchell Dolger...that's such a nice name!"

He stretched his muscles and exhaled refreshedly. Compared with pull-ups and other exercises, this kind of exercise with the uncle is really comfortable.

Maybe Uncle Ike was angry with him, so where did he go?

Angus decided to make a big plate of potato stew for the uncle, and put a lot of carrots and big potatoes in it to make the uncle happy!

The big young man happily ran to peel the potatoes, but he didn't notice the change of the cosmic nebula. In fact, the course of the spaceship had changed.

While he was snoring like a piggy in his sleep, the battleship had docked at the spaceport, and considering that Angus was the only wounded, Sachs didn't wake Angus up to work, and they handed over the pirates to After defeating the local alliance army and getting the commission for the wanted pirates, he left the spaceport.

While the battleship was docking, a temporary passenger left the spaceship silently.

At the shipping ticket office outside the apron of the space port, the sound of "Didi──" the sound of a customer entering the door woke up the dozing ticket salesman. Acid rain and thunderstorms are falling over the space port. No residents will come here. When it was time to go out, the waiter who wanted to be lazy looked up angrily, but was shocked when he saw the customers who came to buy space tickets.

The man standing outside the window looked sluggish. Lack of sleep and the exhaustion that seemed to be tossing about to die made his face very ugly. The dark spots under his eyes and the unkempt and messy hair looked like a debt-runner. Unlucky uncle.

There was no trace of rain on his body, and the waiter speculated that he was kicked off from an unknown spaceship and had to buy a ticket to leave the crew.

"Where are you going?"

"Please... I want to go to Colony 265."

Roll up

Writer's words:

So the first half of the volume is over. Regarding the question of pulling the lights, □□ takes up a lot of space, and three thousand □□ give me a headache, um, so, pulling the lights...

Attaching Xuexue's painting, I feel that Angus is really stupid. It feels like a great little pig who has not been marked with "safe meat" and is unwilling to poke himself~~~~

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"Hmm... shit! Uncle... um... just lighten up! Lighten up!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Yes, sir."

"Ah!──It's you! Ah──hmm... I promised not to be a fool?! Ah..."

"Sorry, sir."

"what……"

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"Boss!! Uncle Ike is gone!!!"

"Shua—" The door of the captain's cabin suddenly opened, and the big, flustered young man rushed in and yelled, completely ignoring that the red-haired officer and the deputy commander in the cabin were conducting some kind of intense "drill".

As the boss, Sachs was always bullied and ordered to run around by his subordinates who saw him being pressed on the table by the adjutant, with his legs spread out like splits and one leg was placed on the adjutant's shoulder, and his buttocks were pressed by the adjutant's big bird. When it was plugged in, his face definitely changed from blushing with excitement to fiery red with anger in an instant.

"Angus!!! Get the hell out of you!!!" Grab something next to it and throw it over. If there is any hard object, you can directly open it, but unfortunately that thing is just a deadly thing with almost zero damage. Although the cigarette lighter that was clicked zero and zero hit Angus accurately on the forehead, the thick-skinned big man didn't take it seriously at all.

As for a certain deputy commander, he didn't think there was anything wrong with being seen. Regular exercises were done with a large group of soldiers. What's the fuss?So he continued without stopping at all, until the superior officer angrily ordered: "You don't want to move, please!!"

"Yes, sir."

Sachs really wanted to pull out, but he was so frightened just now that he was so excited that his lower body tightened, and the one buried deep inside his body was so tightly strangled that it was difficult to move at all. The lower body and the parts connected to each other, staring at that side and still refusing to leave