Gold Bodyguard [Interstellar]

Kane actually encountered the legendary sexual punishment.

He thought that after that day, Lyle would forgive him, but he overestimated Lyle's capacity and underestimated the extent of Lyle's vengeance.Lyle knew that he loved Kane, and it was only a matter of time before he forgave him, so he ended the Cold War without much entanglement, but he did not end the Cold War for Kane, he did it for himself—a way to punish Kane without endangering himself There are many.

Sexual punishment is one of them.

With Kane's concentration, it's not unbearable to be tossed on the bed occasionally, but when the occasional frequency becomes regular, no matter how much he can bear it, he can't help feeling impetuous.

In the gym, Kane and Lyle were exchanging moves. They said they were fighting, but Kane was actually teaching Lyle fighting skills. At the beginning, he taught Lyle seriously, but Lyle refused to learn at all. Touching his chest and abdominal muscles, he kept teasing, "Oh, coach, you have a really good figure." "Dear teacher, do you want to have a shot?" "It is said that the size of the second child is directly proportional to the body. So you must be very big", Kane couldn't help being disturbed, as long as Lyle didn't touch too much, he ignored it.It's not that he's not manly enough, in normal times, he can fuck Lyle until he cries, but now he has no confidence in making mistakes, and Lyle deliberately tortures him, so he can only endure it.

Lyle's hand went down more and more, and he was about to touch Kane's crotch. Kane couldn't bear it, grabbed his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to practice?"

"Yes, sweetheart." Lyle blinked innocently, "After I'm satisfied."

Kane knows what kind of satisfaction this satisfaction refers to without asking, and almost feels a headache: "Didn't you just do it last night, are you really so hungry?"

"Yes." Lyle nodded affirmatively, "But sweetheart, we didn't really do it, of course I'm not satisfied."

"that is you……"

Lyle put a finger against Kane's lips, cutting off half of what he said: "As a qualified lover, sweetheart, you have an obligation to satisfy me under any circumstances."

As he spoke, Lyle stretched out his hand to Kane's waistband. Kane wore sweatpants with an elastic waistband. Lyle pulled him to the hip bone, but he couldn't pull it any further——Kane held it his wrist.

"Sweetheart, don't be shy." Lyle smiled playfully.

Kane's eyes are deep, and there seems to be a storm brewing in the depths of his eyes, which will swallow Lyle if he is not careful.

As if he didn't realize it, Lyle withdrew his hand graciously, and took off his vest, "Sweetheart, since you're so reserved, I'll take it off first." He pulled off his outer pants again as he spoke, his whole body was covered with only Leaving a pair of extremely flamboyant black tight underwear, he put a finger into the waistband, pulled up the elastic band, raised his eyebrows and asked Kane: "Sweetheart, do you think I should keep taking it off?"

Kane has been played by him for a while, and he hasn't vented his anger once. If it weren't for his extraordinary concentration, Lyle would have been raped by him many times, but even he would soon be raped by Lyle. Pushed to the limit, the current Lyle in his eyes is equivalent to the delicious braised pork in the eyes of a starving ghost.

Lyle hooked the elastic band down, and the sparse hair was exposed from the edge of the underwear. Kane's eyes followed his fingers. If he could turn the corner, he must have slipped in. Lyle was secretly proud, and then hypocritically "Oh" With a sound, he let go of his hand and said hypocritically, "Sweetheart, you should help me take it off."

Lyle grabbed Kane's hands and put them on his hips, licking his lips: "Sweetheart, touch me." He put his arms around Kane's waist, put his hands through Kane's vest, and touched Kane's muscular back touch.

Kane really didn't want to touch him, so he didn't move.

"Sweetheart, don't be passive and sabotage!" Lyle shouted dissatisfied.

In the previous sex, Kane never minded wasting time in foreplay, and after arousing Lyle's lust, he would often be able to get the same return--Lyle's body would be softer and more durable , will wrap around his waist more enthusiastically, but the current sex, for him, is only a foreplay, after arousing his lust, there is no further action, he has not been able to vent for a long time, Being forced to want and not being satisfied is a hundred times worse than being forced to abstinence.

"Sweetheart, the way you look at me is terrible." Lyle said with a smug smile.

Kane's lazy fingers slowly kneaded Lyle's plump buttocks, narrowed his eyes, and slowly whispered to Lyle's ear, "Honey, you should learn to stop when enough is enough."

"What else? Are you going to rape me?"

Kane smiled suppressedly, ripped off Lyle's black underwear, and slowly served Lyle's desire.

"Um - slow down"

"Hold on."

"That's right there... ah..."

"..."

Lyle moaned profligately, and when he thought of Kane's grievance, his pleasure increased exponentially. He closed his eyes and leaned against Kane's arms, so he missed Kane's deep eyes that seemed to be brewing a storm.

***

"I heard that you are sexually punishing Kane recently." Liv looked very interested.

Lyle asked warily, "Who told you?"

Liv rolled her eyes: "To me, there are no secrets in your bedroom."

"Sweetheart obviously removed the camera in our bedroom, how can you perverted woman peep?"

Liv smiled and said nothing.

"Whenever I wait, I'll spy on you and Brian."

Liv spread her hands indifferently: "Welcome, remember to remind me in advance, I am ready."

"... Please forgive my limited imagination." This kind of thing needs to be prepared in advance?what to prepare?How to prepare?

Liv waved her hand, then leaned into Lyle's ear, and said softly: "When it comes to sexual punishment, I have more tricks, do you want me to teach you? Your treatment of Kane like that is at best a provocation, not at all. Punishment, real punishment makes you happier and makes Kane even more unhappy."

Lyle's eyes lit up, "Tell me."

***

That night, when Lyall saw Kane coming out of the bathroom with his shirt on and wrapped in a towel, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"What did you just take?" Kane asked.

Lyle was really guilty, puffed out his chest and raised his chin to pretend to be calm: "Some small toys to increase the fun."

Kane glanced calmly: "Oh?"

Lyle was shocked by his coercive glance, and blurted out a sentence: "If you let me play for one night, our previous account will be written off."

Kane raised his eyebrows: "Playing?"

Lyle quickly changed his words: "Sleep."

Lyle knew about those "little toys" in advance, and when he thought of using Kane, he didn't even dare to look into Kane's eyes, and his eyes were evasive.

"it is good."

"what?"

"I said yes, I'll let you play, and then we'll write it off."

Until Kane lay down obediently, Lyle refused to believe that it was true, and bravely tied Kane's hands, he said tremblingly: "Then I will start."

……

Half an hour later, Lyle decisively threw away the messy thing, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, and said desperately: "Sweetheart, maybe your place in my heart is too sacred, I really can't let it go. hand." During the process, Kane's eyes were on him all the time, if there was any real weight, it made him feel too much psychological pressure, and there was nothing better.

Kane half propped up his body and pressed on top of Lyle, "So that's it?"

Lyle let out a self-deprecating "hmm".

"Even if this matter is over? Are we reconciled?"

Lyle turned over, pressed his face into the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

As soon as the words fell, a heavy and warm body pressed up, biting hard on the neck, the nipples and buttocks were rubbed vigorously, Lyle bit the pillow, swallowed back the moaning sound, Kane's hoarse and sexy voice rang in his ears, "Then I can ask you to fulfill your partner's obligations."

"Ah."

"Kill you tonight." It was like a demonic whisper and prophecy.

Lyle's body and heart were shaking, and it was hard for him to tell if it was fear or anticipation.

——Whether you admit it or not, poor Lyle actually prefers to be conquered by Kane.