canine boyfriend

Just as the man took out the earbuds from the gift box, his body was already in the boy's arms without knowing it.The unique youth of a high school student, as well as the hardness of his body, surrounded him, or held him hostage, leaving him nowhere to escape.He blushed so much that he didn't want to run away.

I fell in love with my brain, the man had already resigned to his fate, and he had passed the age of pretending to be coquettish. When his little boyfriend touched his waist, he naturally sat on his lap.

Even the thighs are hard, as if there is not a single muscle in the whole body that is soft.

"I haven't shown this to you yet..." He spread out his palms, and returned the golden crystal earrings in their original state to the young man, "Does it look good?"

"Not as good-looking as you." The teenager covered his right temple with his sweaty hands, a pair of hands that used to only know how to play basketball blindly, but now they have learned to close their fists and gently touch their lover.The force is very light, afraid that he will be broken and scattered by himself, and want to break him and scattered.

"Nonsense, who did you learn to be glib?" The man showed him his ears, "Look, this is not man-made crystal, let alone glass. There are explosions in it. I just watched it for a long time. It should be genuine. gem."

The boy didn't bother to look at crystal or not. His wife sat on his lap, and his eyes only looked inside the collar and buttons of the white shirt. When he saw the pink spot, he turned his head quickly. His nose was hot, so he rubbed it.

In order to divert the mosaic in his brain, the boy had to look at the back of the ear.It is very heavy in the hand, and it weighs heavily on the palm of the hand.He doesn't know what color explosion is, but as the angle changes, each transparent stone seems to have a small piece of rainbow. At first glance, it is only golden, but in fact, it is colorful.

This is just in the living room of a cheap hotel, there is only one lamp above the head, and the light is not bright enough to reflect the ears like this.If it is on the stage, the crystal will be penetrated by the high-level lights, and there will be chasing light, one can imagine what it will be like.

The inside of the nose got better, and it wasn't so hot anymore, so the boy's eyes began to lose control again.His brain still belonged to him, but his dick and eyes had severed blood ties with him, and they all defected to the man, only wanting to stare at the man's Adam's apple for fun.

When he was talking, his Adam's apple moved, and the boy couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to slide on it, with rough hands and feet.

"Don't make trouble, listen to me." The man twisted his arm, but it couldn't move at all. I don't know when it started. The child's arms and legs are completely different from when he was a child.When I was a child, I could pinch it, and it felt very fun.

"Retract the dog's paw." He twisted again.

"I didn't touch it blindly." The boy smiled embarrassingly, and wanted to touch it again, but he obediently withdrew his paw, no, withdrew his hand.

The man picked up the microphone again, the important thing had to be finished, otherwise the boy would make a fuss and he might not even be able to speak. "Look, he also gave me a professional microphone. I think it looks like a matching one. It should be a finished product that has been made a long time ago. This process cannot be made on a temporary basis."

The boy's nose was hot again, and there was a certain impulse deep in his nasal cavity that poured down towards the root of the mountain.So he rubbed it again, forgetting the mosaic in his head just now, and focused on the microphone.

"It's pretty good-looking." To be honest, he was also a little surprised. He only said that he wanted a professional microphone, but he didn't expect a vocal teacher to get one of this level. It might not be worth 60 million. "This one is suitable for you. The program The broken microphone in the group is too old."

"It costs a lot of money, right?" The man touched it, as if he were touching the scales growing on his body, which is the second layer of skin, precious and really expensive, "I owe him a lot of favors. I thought he wouldn't Will help me like this, after all, he is quite opposed to me and you..."

"He objected to us to protect me. I don't think he's targeting you." The young man said immediately, for fear that he might think, "If it was really targeting you, he wouldn't be helping you so much. By the way, Have you decided on your song yet?"

The man nodded: "It's settled, someone helped me get my own song."

"Someone? Who is it?" The boy felt a sense of vigilance.

The man trimmed his hair. "That agent. He helped me get the song "Holding Love" today. I have already communicated with the program team. It will be the song for my next PK match... and my last match. He has already told I'm finished, I will definitely lose this game, so I will notify the president of the support club to end the vote. I don't want to see my fans doing useless work, I don't want to see them happily rushing forward for me, but I don't know that I have been stopped by the arrangement of the program group."

"Why does that manager help you so much?" The boy didn't want to ask that question at first, but he couldn't hold back his jealousy.He wanted to be mature, but he couldn't do it. In addition, his wife was a transgender harvester of all ages, so he was so popular with passers-by.

"He has worked with me before, so we are friends." The man put the microphone back into the gift box, and put his hands around the boy's shoulders. "He said, he had a premonition that I would become popular."

"You're sure you can, you're so good, you're sure to be popular!" The boy never doubted this. Some people are born to be stars. Everything from the skull to the ankle is ready for the shot.

"He said that if I became popular, I would definitely sign with his company." The man leaned on the young man's shoulder. It was such a boy who was just 18 years old, which gave him a sense of security.

This question made the young man stunned. This is not a trivial matter. It is a major event that can determine the future development of an artist. In other words, it is a major event that determines the future life and death of an artist. "Let's talk about it. If you are really popular, there must be many companies lining up to find you. You can choose one..."

"I've already promised him." The man said suddenly.

The boy's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether to say he was innocent or stupid.After ten years of suffering, I thought he had a long memory, but it didn't change at all.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. I'll find someone to check it out for you. Signing a contract is a big deal, so don't just agree to it on the fly." The matter has come to this point, and it's hard for the young man to say anything. The dog's paws were stuffed into the man's shirt, and he rubbed his lower back, "But don't be discouraged, there is still a rematch. With such a loud voice, the rematch will definitely return to the stage, don't worry."

The man rubbed his shoulders childishly, not daring to tell him that he was already a player who had been knocked to death and could not be revived. The program team only let him go so far. "Well, I won't give up. I plan not to wear a white shirt for this game. Since I will definitely lose, I will go on stage in this game."

The teenager took the opportunity to touch him elsewhere. "Which outfit?"

"The set you reproduced for me." The man knew that he touched his chest, pampered him, and spoiled him, "I was 22 years old when I won the most popular song award of the year. You used scissors to cut the dress. It was cut into strips, and then I found someone to order a set for me to reproduce."

The young man's hand stopped suddenly, thinking of his behavior of venting his anger when he was a child, which was absurd, self-destructive, and harmful, and completely destroyed the shiny suede dark blue suit.

Later, I had a compensatory nature, so I asked a tailor to re-enact it.

"I haven't worn that suit for a long time. The last time I secretly tried it on, I almost didn't know myself." The man had already made up his mind, "That suit is too grand, and I don't have any occasions to wear it except for the awards ceremony." It. The style is outdated compared to the current high-end suits, isn't it? But I really want to wear it, I really miss it."

"You can wear whatever you want, you look good in anything." The young man regretted the stupid things he did when he was a child. He was really fucking in his head at that time, and he thought he was capable, but he didn't know that he was bullying his future. Wife, "On the day of your PK game, I will get an infield ticket for the... the little president of the support club. He likes you very much and wrote you a letter. But I will wait for your game to end Give it to you again... Now, do you have to compensate me for something?"

What?And a letter?The man looked up, only to realize that he now has a little president who is in junior high school.

"You wronged me for sneaking out to find someone." The boy frowned and raised his eyebrows higher, as if he had been wronged.In fact, I was wronged and I did not find anyone, but I am not completely innocent, I am the president.

"I..." The man just opened his mouth, a kiss blocked his words for more than ten seconds, maintaining this position, he let the teenager's tongue slide in his mouth several times.

"You wronged me, I'm so sad, I helped you go out and contact the president of the support club, but you..." The young man pretended to be hurt, and his acting skills were so realistic that he almost deceived himself.Anyway, he was planning to hide the news, as long as the vice-chairman did his best to keep the secrets secret, no one would let himself fall into the trap!

The man first kissed the boy's face, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously. "Sorry, I shouldn't be thinking."

"I'll forgive you if you push me down and kiss me for 10 minutes now, and you have to promise that you will never wrong me again." The boy said, he couldn't help taking off his T-shirt, and then slowly fell backwards.He doesn't need to be overwhelmed by others, he falls by himself.

The man's posture changed from sitting on his lap to riding on his waist, smiling and pressing down.He hugged the boy's head and kissed the bridge of his nose, then let go, and while kissing him with his tongue, he unbuttoned his shirt with his own hands.

The button is squeezed out of the buttonhole, breaking the tension of the fabric, and with an audible pop, passes through the circular hole, leaving a void that doesn't close.

"Need to kiss for 10 minutes?" The man knew that he had endured it for a long time, and that he could take such a long shower every day, so he really felt wronged.

"Then... what else can I do?" The young man lifted his upper body slightly, and reached for the man's chin with his mouth. The moment he kissed his Adam's apple, the man closed his eyes comfortably, pulled his white arm out of his shirt cuff, half naked, Lie on the boy's chest like a fish.

"Don't go too far, it's almost enough." He reached out to untie the drawstring of the school uniform belt, but what his fingers touched was not just the simple fabric, it was throbbing, similar to their pulse.

After it was undone, there was another bang, which was similar to the sound of the button popping out of the buttonhole just now.

"I can't hold back my voice." The man raised his head and said.

The next day, the boy went to school feeling refreshed.

The specific performance is that the sky is blue, the clouds are white, the dean has become handsome, and the deskmate seems to be much more pleasing to the eye. The date of the PK competition is set on the day after the college entrance examination is completely over, and my main goal next is to get into a good university.

With a good university, you can have a good job, and with a good job, you can support your wife.The teenager set ambitious goals when he was 18 years old.

The date of the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, and the teenagers spend more and more time studying. The school will have a senior year holiday in two days. All the candidates will go home to review and go to the examination room in advance.

Fortunately this time, our school is the test center, and all candidates take the test here.

There is still some time before the end of evening self-study, and the boy has already started packing his schoolbag.The deskmate is still struggling with that set of papers, as if he can't solve the last big question and he won't leave.

"Isn't it?" he asked.In the past few days, he and his deskmate got along unexpectedly peacefully, as if an armistice treaty had been signed, and the two of them would never fight again.

"As for it, I'm going to take the exam." The deskmate didn't take his eyes off the exam paper, "If you want to go, go quickly and don't disturb me."

"Who bothered you? Don't spout blood." The boy asked suddenly after finishing packing his schoolbag, "Have you grown up so much that you haven't done anything but study hard?"

The pen in the hand of the deskmate stopped.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" The boy asked again, this time he didn't show off, he was really curious.

"I don't have a financial foundation yet, so I can't have a girlfriend. I plan to look for one after I have a successful career." The deskmate's pen continued to move.

"Getting married and starting a career is to remind our students to find a wife first and then find a job." The young man saw that he had helped him several times, "Anyway, you are also recommended to send students, so you really don't have to be so serious. I will show you when I have a chance." See the world, get in touch with the world of adults in advance. Although, you will never be as fast as me, and you have a wife at the age of 18, but you can feel that the world is not just about exams, right?"

The deskmate silently took out the earphones and stuffed them into his ears. "I don't want a wife, I want to study hard."

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