The smile of the reborn king

In the late summer of 1999, the train bound for S City made a rumbling noise hitting the rails.

"Ticket check, please take out your train ticket."

The young man's voice was a little gentle, but his tone was serious and rigid, completely businesslike.

Someone was dozing off in a daze, and impatiently quarreled by him, he muttered, "Sleeping berths are also checked? Why don't you change the card?"

The young man in a blue police uniform shirt said with a handsome face: "Trains 1129, 1270 and 1064 all need ticket inspection, except for the soft sleeper. If you don't want to check the ticket, please buy a soft sleeper next time. Please put your ticket Take it out. Thank you for your cooperation."

Hard sleeper tickets were the most difficult to check, and many passengers who didn't know how to get in had different opinions, but seeing him as not easy to mess with at this time, even though he was still muttering, he was more cooperative than before.

He checked the tickets for two carriages smoothly, but when he got off a sleeper berth, he encountered a diehard.

He repeated with a straight face: "Ticket check, please take out your train ticket!"

The person on the upper berth of the hard sleeper was a young boy with a blank face, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and blue denim trousers, his legs drooping on the edge of the hard sleeper, and his arms full of whips were raised in front of his eyes, gazing, ignoring him at all .

He repeated it three or four times. Seeing that the other party had no intention of cooperating at all, and the other passengers around him were already watching the show, he couldn't help but grow colder. His straight and thin body was so stiff that he seemed to be desperately trying to maintain order. He stretched out his hand to pull it, and said slightly angrily and in a low voice: "Please take out your train ticket! Otherwise, it will be regarded as fare evasion, and please accept a supplementary ticket and additional fines..."

The shoulders and arms of the boy on the upper bunk were covered with whips, and he hurt him so much, but he only frowned slightly, and slowly turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dark and cold, like a gloomy beast that wanted to choose someone to eat: "Relax, get out."

The boy's voice was clearly clear and magnetic, but the tone of his tone made people shudder. Just three words vaguely revealed the meaning: mess with me?I dare to kill you!

The young marshal shrank slightly when he saw him, but then he remembered the conversation with that man before, and the humiliation and pain in his heart surged up together. As if he had no scruples, the original cowardice was immediately replaced by invisible stubbornness, and he could not hide. Looking back at the boy evasively, the handsome man's silhouette was full of toughness: "I'll say it one last time, check the ticket! Give me the ticket!"

The young man was stared at by him, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, then he sat up suddenly, jumped down neatly, reached out his hand and took out a crumpled ticket from his pocket, and said in a sarcasm, "I want a ticket!" To be so hungry?"

The young marshal gritted his teeth, glared at him, ignored him, took the ticket, checked it twice, handed it back to him, turned around and went to check the ticket again.After this incident, no one said a word when they saw that he was so strong.

The boy clutched the train ticket into a ball, stuffed it into his trouser pocket and put it away. His eyes were as black as the cold night sky, and he kept staring at the straight body of the young marshal: a little thin, a little white, but not delicate, only clean, and tall. Over 1.7 meters five, and wearing a marshal uniform, the well-proportioned silhouette has a strange masculine look.

The young man's eyes were a little dark.

It wasn't until the young policeman walked out of the carriage that he looked away, stretched out his hand and pulled off the canvas travel bag from the upper berth, and put it on his shoulders casually, ignoring the fact that the whip wound on his shoulder was already bleeding, and the white short-sleeved T-shirt was dyed red. , only paused, then walked out of the carriage expressionlessly, and followed behind the young policeman.

The crowd on the train was crowded, but there were not people everywhere from the beginning to the end; and he kept up, but he didn't have the idea of ​​doing anything to the young policeman, but he had been holding back his anger, and he had nowhere to vent it until now. , not to mention taking revenge on society, but I always want to do something, just do something casually.

After the young policeman checked the ticket, he found the boy following him, stopped halfway, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The boy's eyes were dark and unwavering, and his handsome and somewhat precocious face was very calm: "I'm asking you something, inquire about S City, and find a convenient place to talk?"

The marshal frowned, glanced at him warily, pursed his lips, and said with a straight face, "Go ask someone else, I have to work later." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards his small lounge.

Passing by a few carriages on the way, it was very crowded. After the policeman squeezed past, he turned around and found the boy with his head down, still following him quietly and obediently. It's worrying to watch.

His heart softened, and then he looked at the boy's thick and straight eyebrows, his strong outline, and his expressionless handsome appearance. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat, and his defense against strangers eased. When the boy approached, His eyes flickered, he turned his head, and said in a slow voice: "What do you want to ask, think about it first, I haven't slept all night, I'm going to rest."

Turning around to leave, he said, "My home is in the downtown area of ​​City S. If you don't ask about the suburban towns, come with me to the lounge." His voice lost the stubborn rigidity just now, and became more gentle.

The young man's eyes were dark and unpredictable, he looked at him twice, and continued to follow without saying a word.

Seeing that he was so honest, the marshal couldn't help turning his head to look at him quietly, and then hurriedly withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, and asked softly, "Are you going to S city alone, to visit relatives or to go to school?"

The young man lowered his head slightly, silently.

When he entered the narrow lounge where the young policeman was, the young man suddenly raised his head, threw away the canvas travel bag on his shoulder, and pulled up the curtain of the small door of the lounge. The young marshal with the key pounced on a corner and squeezed him against the wall of the train, making him unable to move.

"Shut up! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

The boy was born with great strength, and he suppressed the young policeman who was four or five years older than him to death. With one hand, he strangled the policeman's neck forcefully, and with the other hand, he began to put his hand into the policeman's uniform shirt anxiously. Grabbing on the thin belly.

"Let go...cough cough cough..."

The young marshal's face was pale, panic flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't breathe, struggling and coughing desperately.

The young man pinched him harder, gritted his teeth and threatened sullenly: "I am gay and only like men. I have a crush on you. You either want me to touch you, or I will kill you!" The clear and clear voice was deep and cold, making people There is no need to doubt that he can really do anything.

The young marshal was startled when he heard this, his well-proportioned body froze, he didn't know whether he was frightened or something, he opened his mouth out of breath, and let him touch him motionlessly, but his face was still pale and bloodless.

"Shut up, and I'll let you go."

The young man pinched twice on the marshal's two smooth chest muscles, which were not hard but had a good shape. Seeing that he was honest, he tentatively loosened his neck.

Although he let go, he didn't take his hand away. Seeing the policeman gasping for breath with his mouth open, he didn't yell, so he suppressed the belated panic, managed to calm down, hugged the policeman's warm and youthful body, and held the policeman He struggled to undo the buttons of his shirt one by one, and said in a low voice: "I don't intend to hurt you, but if you want to yell, I'll fuck you in front of others, if you have the ability, yell! "

The marshal was pressed by him in a corner of the lounge, with a dazed expression of disbelief, and remained silent as if unable to accept the reality. The blue uniform shirt had been completely unbuttoned, exposing his thick and smooth chest muscles, and a vaguely visible With a flat stomach showing the contours of his abdominal muscles, he didn't say a word, with his mouth slightly open, letting the boy's two knuckle-knuckle palms wreak havoc on his chest muscles.

The young man touched his youthful, well-proportioned, smooth and elastic slightly thick chest muscles, and his lust, which had never been vented on a man, was soaring. It turns slightly red.

The marshal didn't move yet, but as soon as he felt his buttocks being held up by something hard and hot through his trousers, he writhed and struggled as if recovering from shock, and said in a panicked whisper, "You can only touch, after touching Hurry up and go..."

But it's good that he didn't resist, but when he resisted stubbornly like a man, it aroused the young man's desire to conquer and tyrannical tendencies even more.

"do not move!"

The boy licked his dry lips, his eyes darkened.He was extremely intelligent, and he could tell at a glance that the policeman didn't dare to shout at all, so he couldn't help being even more presumptuous. With his powerful arms, he pushed the policeman onto the long hard seat in the lounge. waistband.

"No, no, don't take off my pants..."

The policeman's voice was full of seriousness and lowness except for a trace of panic that could not be concealed. His slightly thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and there was a bit of stubborn anger on his pale and handsome face, as he desperately wanted to pull the boy's hand away. , trying to get rid of the young man's control.

However, the young man has already quickly untied his belt, bent his knees to press down on his two kicking legs, only one powerful arm is holding his upper body firmly, and the other hand nimbly grips his waist. Trousers and underwear were all pulled down to the knees.

Then, the young man was slightly taken aback, staring at him and asked in a low voice: "Do you have feelings? I treat you like this, and you actually have feelings?"

The marshal was grabbed by his chest muscles and kneaded his lower body. If he was heterosexual, even if he felt it, he wouldn't get hard. However, the marshal's lower body was obviously excited and stiff...

And when he asked, the marshal seemed to have his biggest secret revealed and was sentenced to death. His pale complexion suddenly turned pale with fear, and he forgot to struggle, lying on the long strip with his mouth open. There is no sound on the hard seat.

The young man still needs to be suspicious, and a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "You, are you gay too? How serious are you pretending to be!"

As he said that, seeing that he was obediently silent and motionless, he stopped pressing him, straightened up, took off his blood-stained white short-sleeved T-shirt and threw it aside, even though there was an unstoppable tension in his heart. Jumping, but on the surface, he looks big, legs crossed, head lowered, very manly unbuttoning his belt.

"You're GAY, why don't you just do it with me once, and you'd better cooperate when you do it, otherwise, you'll just wait for an anal fissure! I'm raping, murdering and arsonating. Didn't you see the whip wounds on my body? You struggle again, I Immediately rape you!"

The young man's eyes were dark and gloomy. Regardless of the whip wounds on his arms and shoulders, he took off his pants, then pulled off the policeman's leather shoes and the trousers and underwear that had faded to the bend of his legs. Shoulder nibbling.

The marshal remained motionless from beginning to end. On his handsome face, the originally bright eyes were a little dazed, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and he remained silent.

The young man wanted to see him crying, even though he couldn't bear it and felt more uncomfortable, he still didn't stop his hands, but his movements became gentle. When he touched the two smooth chest muscles of the marshal, he didn't use any more force, and even kneaded the policeman's nipples. Both are slightly slightly, concerned about the feelings of the marshals.

The marshal didn't know what he thought, humiliation and pain appeared on his face, and then he closed his eyes, tears kept streaming down his face, but his body couldn't bear the stimulation of desire, his lower body stiffly swelled up, and then, when the boy held his lower body, While playing, he suddenly struggled desperately, and whispered stubbornly: "Let go of me! I don't want to have sex with you! I have someone I like..."

Hearing this, the boy was furious, pushed him back roughly, and said with a deep sneer, "Do you have someone you like? Look at your appearance, if you were accepted by others, what expression would you have just now? You have been humiliated, right?" How is I better than the person you like? Not as handsome as him? Not as strong as him? Is there anything I can’t compare to the person you like? "

He finished speaking angrily in a low voice, and the resentment that had been pent up in his chest for many days seemed to have vented a little.

Seeing that the policeman no longer shed tears or struggled, he snorted and grabbed the policeman's lower body again, but as soon as he grabbed it, the policeman immediately looked gloomy again and continued to struggle stubbornly!He was completely annoyed, and blurted out the next sentence gloomyly: "I tell you! I don't have much experience for the first time. If you don't cooperate, you will definitely bleed heavily. You can't get out of bed for three days!"

The marshal was stunned for a moment, the stubborn anger on his face dissipated, and he looked up at him in a daze.

The young man had a handsome face, thick and straight brows slightly frowned, dark eyes, a straight nose bridge, straight lips... and slightly wide, strong and well-proportioned arms and chest... He was handsome, cool, and clean.

They are all the first time.

The marshal didn't know why, and suddenly asked in a daze, "Who hit you?"

The boy ignored him, grabbed his lower body with one hand, and touched his chest muscles with the other hand. The policeman's chest muscles were not hard, but they were also slightly elastic, warm and smooth. After a while, he made great progress and slowly got up, and then he stared and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything lubricating?"

The originally pale face of the marshal also flushed, but he still said, "I don't want to have sex with strangers."

The handsome young man's face turned cold immediately, he spat on his hands, without saying a word, he lifted the marshal's leg, recalled what he saw on the DVD, stretched out his fingers and squeezed in behind the marshal...

The marshal's face froze, with anger on his face, and he opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw the young man's slightly frowning, handsome face with a hint of caution and gentleness, his heart jumped, and the words that had just reached his mouth suddenly seemed like It was the broken anchor, and it sank, and nothing could be said.

He looked at the young man in a daze for a moment, feeling the swelling and discomfort of the two fingers behind him, the redness on his face became more and more intense, but in the end he just turned his head, pursed his mouth tightly, and remained silent, dazed and at a loss Measures, anxiously thinking: I'm going to do it?I'm going to do it with a man?This person said he has a crush on me?

The young man seemed to be rude, but in fact he was careful. Even for the first time, he held back his desire and did the foreplay for a short time before he wiped his finger on the towel beside the hard seat, lifted his own hard object, and slowly Enter slowly but firmly.