Reborn you idiot

Jun Xiao closed the car window, turned on the heater, played a blues CD, and said softly: "You like to eat, we can come anytime."

Zhang Weidong turned his face away: "No, I don't even want to remember any memories related to you, disgusting."

Xiao Jun kept silent and drove seriously, but there was no expression on his face.

After returning home, the two entered the bathroom one by one to take a bath.Zhang Weidong knew what would happen next, because he saw something called ** in Xiao Jungu's eyes.Xiao Jun has not slept with him for a long time, roughly estimated, at least two months.

Coming out of the bathroom naked, Zhang Weidong lay face up on the bed, closed his eyes, this was the best he could do, and he just hoped it would end soon.Xiao Jungu came in wearing a bathrobe, dimmed the lights, examined his masculine body inch by inch, then sat on the edge of the bed and bent over.

When the tips of their noses touched, Zhang Weidong immediately held his breath, his body stiffened.

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds... Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, turned his face to the side, and took a quick breath.

Xiao Jungu stroked his muscular abdomen, felt the warmth under his palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Turn around, I'm going to fuck/you from behind."

Zhang Weidong did as he said, but he never opened his eyes.

Xiao Junso put a pillow under his body, adjusted his posture, made full preparations, and then straightened his waist and inserted into his body.

Zhang Weidong tightened his grip on the bed sheet, and soon, a thin layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and his lips moved.

Because he hadn't vented his anger for a long time, and when his sex/organs were completely swallowed by the opponent's back/court, and he experienced that kind of extremely tight adsorption, Xiao Jun was a little out of control.He grabbed Zhang Weidong's waist with one hand and rubbed his round buttocks with the other. He pressed his finger prints with such strength, he twitched several times, and then let out convulsively.

Zhang Weidong lay paralyzed on the big white bed, almost gutted by the blows just now, and the lyrics he had recited halfway were also interrupted.

He knew that Mr. Xiao would not be satisfied once, so he settled down and recited the lyrics again.

Sure enough, soon after, Xiao Jungu made a comeback. He threw away the sleeve containing the white liquid, held the half-hard penis/body and rolled it, then aimed at the acupoint/mouth, and pushed it in vigorously.Immediately afterwards, he took out the handcuffs he had prepared, and clacked Zhang Weidong's hands with a snap, so that the opponent had no time to resist.

Zhang Weidong's face immediately changed, his hands were handcuffed to the head of the bed, he twisted and struggled: "Damn it! Xiao Jungu, get out! Get out!"

Xiao Jun so pressed his shoulders tightly with both hands, his lower body twitched slowly, bowed his head, and smiled triumphantly in his ear: "Dongzi, please call, the louder you call, the more excited I will be."

Zhang Weidong was firmly held down by him, and he couldn't resist, the other party's sex/organs were fiddled with in his body wantonly, the nausea was unbearable, and cold sweat broke out.He bit his tongue and said nothing, his body convulsed unnaturally, his mouth smelled of blood.

Xiao Junso used brute force to kill him, and after a while, he patted Zhang Weidong's face, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Dongzi, why don't you scream?"

Zhang Weidong's eyes were tightly closed, and there was a little tear in the corner of his eye, which was faintly shining under the bedside lamp.

Xiao Jungu let out a "heh", grabbed his hair, forced him to look up, rolled his tongue, and licked away the tears: "Don't you like to recite lyrics? Come on, recite it to me, or else You can sing it out, which one do you choose?"

Zhang Weidong was already living rather than dying, and almost couldn't help but begged for mercy, gulped down the blood foam and trembled.

"Just be stubborn..." Xiao Jun rubbed the tip of his nose against his ears and neck, and said in a rough voice while bumping against him: "We have a whole night to see who can't bear it first, um... it's so comfortable , you held me tightly inside, making me want to ejaculate again."

"Don't cum inside!" Zhang Weidong yelled hysterically, then trembled and said in a trembling voice: "I'll carry..."

In the dark bedroom, the bare nakedness of two males overlapped, covered with sweat, and the contrast between ivory white and bronze was sharp.

Under Xiao Jungu's vicious torment, Zhang Weidong was dizzy and unable to think - the other party's penis was still inserted into his body, so dirty, as hard as iron, threatening him and forcing him.

As if in an extremely unreal world, Zhang Weidong began to recite word by word, his voice hoarse as if crying.

Zhang Weidong recited an old song, which was adapted by Luo Dayou in memory of the female writer Sanmao after her death. It has profound meaning and beautiful melody—it is also a song deeply loved by Zhang Weidong and Xiao Jun. They have listened to it countless times together. over and over again, playing the guitar and singing in chorus countless times.

He didn't know why he would recite it, at the most inappropriate and inappropriate time.

Later, Zhang Weidong's voice became intermittent due to choking, and the ending was trembling, as if every word was crying blood.

"The catkins flying all over the sky are imagining your smiling face..."

"Autumn comes, spring goes, who in the world of mortals arranges it in fate, your hard-to-hide brilliance in the ice and snow and cold night..."

Xiao Jungu had already stopped moving, stuck to his back tightly, hugged him, and his voice was slightly choked: "Dongzi... Okay, that's enough, stop, don't read any more."

He covered Zhang Weidong's mouth, buried his face in the other's neck, and did not move for a long time.

He clearly remembers every word and every note of this song. There are Cantonese and Mandarin versions.

At that time, the two of them sang a version each, you said one sentence, I said one sentence, or they helped each other harmonize.They have tried to adapt the beat of this song, and they have also tried to study various singing styles. Perhaps it is precisely because they like it that they sing it so well.

At this time, Xiao Jungu and Zhang Weidong felt the same way. This song should not be remembered at this time.

It shouldn't be.

After a while, Xiao Jungu gritted his teeth and pulled away from Zhang Weidong's body, straightened up to pant, rubbed his penis, and sprayed the hot semen on the opponent's back.

After venting his desire/fire freely, Xiao Jun bowed his head, kissed his ear, and said softly: "Dongzi, remember it well, if there is another time, if you still dare to play missing, I will not I will be soft-hearted again."

Zhang Weidong could vaguely hear Xiao Jungu talking, but the voice was so buzzing that he couldn't hear it clearly.

But he knew that Xiao Jun had ejaculated on him, and he was soiled again, so he wished to tear off the whole piece of skin.Xiao Junso turned Zhang Weidong's face, observed his expression, and knew that he wanted to fight him hard, so he took two nerve-soothing pills and fed them to his mouth.

Zhang Weidong's eyes were full of hatred, and he refused to open his mouth for a long time.

"Don't eat it, right? All right, just let it hang out like this, and I'll unlock the handcuffs when you're willing to eat it."

Zhang Weidong quickly gave in and opened his mouth, because he couldn't bear the filth all over his body.

Xiao Junso found a tissue to wipe off the liquid he ejaculated, uncuffed the handcuffs, picked up Zhang Weidong and walked to the bathroom with all his strength, and began to deal with the aftermath.

He thought that he did not mistreat Zhang Weidong, but that the other party was not used to it.

Zhang Weidong is not a glass man who can see but can't eat. He is physically strong and won't fall apart even if he tosses and fucks all night, it's just that he has a psychological barrier.Xiao Junso doesn't intend to spoil him like this all the time, first of all, he is not a saint, and besides, if there is no sex/love, how can the relationship between them be maintained?

He didn't want to be so tight at first, Zhang Weidong asked for it himself, if he doesn't teach him a lesson, it will become more and more difficult to control in the future.

However, Xiao Jungu did not expect that Zhang Weidong's psychological barrier was much more serious than he imagined.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Jungu was wrapping up an apron and frying eggs in the kitchen.

He heard the sound of smashing in the bedroom, turned off the gas, dropped the pan, and hurried into the room to see what happened.

I saw Zhang Weidong kneeling beside the bed, with an overturned alarm clock and water on the floor, he held the bedside table with one hand, and pinched his throat with the other, trembling all over, looking terrified as if he had seen a ghost.

Xiao Jun was taken aback. He had never seen him show such an expression before. He quickly stepped forward and stroked his back: "Dongzi, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Don't just shake your head, you Speak quickly."

Zhang Weidong wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth wide and tried his best, but he could only utter vague and broken syllables.

Words cannot be formed into words, sentences cannot be formed into sentences, and even the tone cannot be controlled. Babbling and babbling, it is impossible to speak complete and correct language.

He lost his voice!

This is shocking news. For a person who longs to sing, losing his voice is equivalent to being sentenced to death!

Xiao Jun also understood the seriousness of the problem, and his face was as ugly as Zhang Weidong's. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

He dragged Zhang Weidong up from the ground, pressed him to the side of the bed, and hurriedly took off his pajamas and changed into the clothes he went out with.Xiao Jun helped him put on his trousers, then knelt down at his feet, rubbed his cold palms, raised his face and looked at him deeply: "Dongzi, don't be afraid, I'll take you to see a doctor right away , trust me, you will be fine."

Zhang Weidong sat there dumbfounded as if he couldn't hear his words, his eyes lost their luster.

Xiao Jungu had a sore nose, turned his face away, found socks and shoes, and helped Zhang Weidong put them on one by one.He took out the down jacket and scarf from the closet and put them on Zhang Weidong. Then he tore off the apron, grabbed Zhang Weidong's arm, and pulled him up forcefully.

He took the distraught Zhang Weidong out, and when the cold wind blew, he realized that he was only wearing home clothes, not even his slippers!

Xiao Jun couldn't care so much, braved the severe cold to pick up the car from the basement, and sent Zhang Weidong to the hospital.

It took half a day to go to the private hospital, and various examinations were done, and two specialist doctors were changed, but the cause was still not found.Zhang Weidong's tongue is injured, but his voice is intact. Even if he can't speak fluently, he should be able to speak some words without becoming dumb.

Zhang Weidong tried his best to cooperate with the doctor's diagnosis, telling him to open his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth, stick out his tongue as soon as he opened his mouth, and silently endured the foreign object inserted into his throat.But he just couldn't speak, as if there was a blade stuck in his throat, stirring and cutting with the movement of muscles, cutting his vocal cords.

Later, Zhang Weidong was unwilling to have another examination, and Xiao Junso did not force him. Both of them knew that the problem was psychological.

In fact, it was not Zhang Weidong's vocal cords that were cut by the blade, but his dignity.

Xiao Junso shouldn't force him to recite the lyrics, let alone force him to do such a thing while fucking him on the bed.

Defiled the most sacred thing in his heart!

So Zhang Weidong hated Xiao Jun to death!