filled

Clothes, kissed the chest, finger gently touched the small red spot on the chest, bit it in the mouth and gently pulled it, and stroked the naked buttocks with the other hand, gently and delicately stroking the soft skin and genitals of the lower body, until it was vented Finally, he withdrew his hand and punched it out with a blushing face, moist eyes, panting in a low voice with lust and contentment.

But sometimes, he is very difficult to be satisfied. He rubs people round and flat, and after venting several times, his hands are sticky again. Hitting and crushing without mercy.

At such a time, Shi Fangman would inevitably resist him, but compared to his inability to be cruel, Yan Zheng grabbed his seven inches and beat him repeatedly.

In a completely imprisoned environment, Yan Zheng means the only existence in Shi Fangman's life other than himself, bringing him food, information and communication, and controlling whether a chaotic world that loses time and sense of direction can be regained. Turning, reminding him how terrible the life he had been left waiting for seemed endless.

Shi Fangman couldn't leave him.

Like all imprisoned people, psychologically they become dependent on their captors.

Even though he was soberly aware of the danger of letting such a trend go on, he gradually slipped in step by step retreat. He tried to obey a little, and Yan Zheng gave him a bigger reward.

More variety of food, more and more interesting books.

"If brother is obedient, I can give you a computer that is not connected to the Internet."

Yan Zheng even proposed this again. He blinked and smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to listen to me?"

After a moment of silent thinking, Shi Fangman shook his head.

Yan Zheng turned around and continued to read the evening paper of the new day. There was a movement behind him, and it was time that Fangman spread the flat sheets and lay down.

After a long time, when Yan Zheng thought he had already fallen asleep, a hesitant voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"If I am obedient, can you bring the milk tea here?"

"Is that an ordinary little cat with a lot of claws?"

Yan Zheng climbed onto the bed and lay on the edge of the pillow: "If brother likes cats, how about I give you a new one?"

"Muppet? Siamese? Beauty short? Garfield?"

"Or what do you like?"

"I can buy it for you."

"It'll be prettier, smarter, and better-natured, a hundred times better than the little earth cat."

Shi Fangman stared at him: "I want milk tea."

"By the way, I remembered that my brother said he wanted a German roll, right?"

"I just want my cat."

He repeated stubbornly: "That's my cat."

"Then am I my brother's cat?"

"What am I to my brother?"

"If milk tea and I fall into the water at the same time, only one can be saved, who will you save?"

Shi Fangman never thought that he would be asked this classic question in his lifetime, and he was stunned by Yan Zheng's question, but the young man refused to let him go, pushed him, and insisted on asking the question.

"I……"

He said dryly, "Of course I will save you."

Yan Zheng stared at him with dark eyes, as if judging whether he was lying, then quickly raised the corners of his lips, leaned over his face, and kissed his forehead intimately.

Shi Fangman breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to say something, he didn't open his mouth when he saw his expression change immediately, his face was as soft as a spring breeze, and he snorted coldly.

He was aggrieved.

"Do you think that human life is more important, because I am the only one who chooses to save me?"

Shi Fangman felt guilty for a while when he was told, turned over in anger and turned his back to the past.

Yan Zheng pulled his shoulders, pressed his hot body against his back, leaned his chin against the crest of his neck, and muttered: "Do you really think so?"

"That little cat will pretend to be pitiful and has a bad temper..."

"Bitch very..."

"It's about to go into heat again, it keeps barking, I'm going to castrate it!"

"Does it live with you?"

"I don't want to keep it, it's hair-shedding and noisy, so I threw it in pet foster care."

"Brother, do you really want me to bring the milk tea?"

Shi Fangman hesitated, mainly because he was afraid that Yan Zheng would take the opportunity to raise conditions again, but when he heard that Yan Zheng threw the milk tea to the pet foster care and felt very sorry for his cat, he finally made up his mind and nodded.

Yan Zheng smiled softly against his ear.

"That brother must be obedient..."

21:14:10

initiative

"What do you want me to do?"

Shi Fang sullenly didn't turn his head to look, his eyes only fell on the wardrobe in front of him.

Yan Zheng stretched his arms around his shoulders, turned him around, and looked at each other. He blinked his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "I just hope that brother can take the initiative."

"Like this."

His warm palms held Shi Fangman's wrists, and he leaned under him.

It's hot, and the sheepskin cushion on the chain is tightly wrapped, and Yan Zheng's five fingers are tightly grasped, as if thrown into a stove with tight sides, the skin on the wrist is wet and hot, numb It was itchy again, and even Shi Fangman's usually dry and cool palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Fingers touch a layer of soft and light fabric, and the underlying surface undulates and moves slightly, as if a dormant beast is slowly waking up.

Shi Fangman pursed his lips, and Yan Zheng pulled him up and down a few times, the man let go of his hand, looked at him pitifully, and begged softly: "Brother..."

"Brother...you move..."

Shi Fangman took a deep breath and let it out slowly, a little white mist formed on the lower edge of the lens.

Fingers slid across the fabric lightly, but uncontrollably caused the flesh to expand even more, stimulating it to jump, vigorous, strong, and full of vitality, showing its own figure without any scruples, tightly against the fabric , pressed deeply between the fingers, and grew outward with force.

Shi Fangman repeated the movements stiffly, and the touch in the palm of his hand was full of a clear sense of tide. He didn't know whether it was because of the increasing sweat in his palm or the liquid gradually oozing from the front of the awakened penis.

He didn't know how long it would take, he could only hear Yan Zheng's breathing getting heavier and heavier, the skin on his neck was licked and kissed very gently by the young man, his light and inconspicuous hairs stood up, trembling slightly, and getting up There is a layer of gorgeous blush, like a fresh peach that is in its ripening season.

The young man half-closed his eyelids, and carefully kissed countless times, dripping water stains on his long black eyelashes, and hummed softly.

"Heavier..."

Even though her face was flushed, the corners of her eyes were exposed, and she looked shy, she asked without shame.

"Brother, go a little heavier."

Shi Fangman hurriedly looked away, feeling his heartbeat was clearly audible, he was annoyed and helpless about this, he unconsciously increased the strength of his hand, wanting to quickly end this annoying torture.

Yan Zheng followed his neck up again, and if Shi Fang wanted to dodge, he would not let go, leaning against his lower body, chasing after him, insisting on sticking to him.

You want to enclose his lips, hold them on the tip of your tongue, and entangle them.

You want to bite the tip of his nose lightly, grind your teeth lightly, and make a shallow tooth mark.

You have to hold the tip of his ear and put a new seal on the place where the original scar has receded.

It was inevitable to see some blood again, but Shi Fangman's attention was not there at all, his wrists were sore, and the sound of chains lingling had been ringing for a long time, and finally Yan Zheng took the initiative to relax his body, and finally put the fishy turbid White semen leaked into the palm of his hand.

The trousers were also dirty, and the fabric under the crotch was covered with fishy semen, which looked ambiguous and filthy.

Shi Fangman turned over and ran out of bed, went to the bathroom counter, took out the hand sanitizer and soap, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands in the excessively splashing water, over and over again, but there was still no trace left between his fingers. Go with that strong musky smell.

Yan Zheng also changed his trousers, put on another pair of trousers and walked slowly into the bathroom.Shi Fangman unconsciously noticed that his crotch was still slightly bulging, and the shape of his genitals could still be clearly seen, pushing up against the new clean cloth, with an unfinished look.

Shi Fangman turned his face away, from the corner of his vision, he could see Yan Zheng put the dirty clothes aside, and leaned over to invite a kiss again.

He didn't dodge, he spoke after being pulled and kissed firmly.

"Is it enough?"

"I also want my brother to be more active..."

The deep black pupils fell straight down, staring at him motionlessly, with love on the tip of his tongue.

He was greedy and unsatisfied, and his gentle and crazy eyes were shining on the man in the mirror. It was a lewd snake that was about to move, but it was still wearing the last layer of kind skin, hypocritically asking the bird that was entangled by the snake's tail.

It was full when he asked.

"OK?"

He took Fang Man's hand, led the person back to the bed, sat on it first, and wrapped his arms around the other's waist, leading the person to sit on his lap.

Shi Fangman didn't dare to sit still at all, propped up his waist, his eyes behind the glasses dodged left and right, his face flushed red.

Yan Zheng didn't urge him either, his slender fingers poked in from the lower edge of his jacket, rubbed against the smooth skin, landed on his chest and rubbed it lightly, lightly tapping the two standing breasts with his fingers, rubbing his ears and temples together, Affection is also lingering.

He fiddled with the two nipples leisurely, without any haste.Shi Fang blushed and waited for a long time, he really didn't want to entangle with him like this anymore, thinking it would be better to make a quick decision, so he groped with both hands, first unzipped Yan Zheng's trousers, and then took off his own pajama pants.

Feeling ashamed, he simply took off his glasses, threw them aside, lowered his eyelids, stared at a button on Yan Zheng's chest in his sight, and slowly lowered his waist.

Going down with bare buttocks, despite the hot and hard bumps against it, this one