CM: C17.2
Chapter Seventeen Part Two
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As he dropped kisses along the younger man's nape, Helian Qing also drew small mounds of the lad's skin into his mouth—sυсking them, leaving behind tiny traces of red in his wake. Afterwards, his lips travelled downwards, the tip of his tongue gliding down Han Yang's spine, a trail of moisture left behind it. His hand soon reaching out to draw that lad's waist towards him, his hands slowly caressing the other's abdomen, running them all the way down before finally coming to a halt at that intimate place between Han Yang's lеgs, where his broad palm soon engulfed it.
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
Feeling that most sensitive place of his being grasped, Han Yang immediately straightened his back, his lеgs clamping shut out of reflex. Unluckily, they just so happened to have also trapped that teasing hand of Helian Qing's between them.
Oppa: Korean term for older male or elder brother used by women. Calling one's boyfriend Oppa is common. Ge/Gege: 哥哥; Big brother, is used similarly in Chinese but without the gender specificity of the Korean term (with extra meanings). Using the literal translation while they're doing it was cringy to me so... Oppa! The only word I know of used in English with the same connotation here is "Daddy/its variations", and I ain't putting that one either [] 交合: jiāohè: to join; sexual intercourse; copulation; mating. When copulating was used here it seemed to imply "baby-making". Han Yang is a traditional small-town (technically village) boy after all. Sex = procreation, was how he was raised.[]Lastly, WATER IS NOT LUBE!😣😥[]So, you all got your smut.[]Sadly, I am pooped out for this year, so this was my gift to you for this season. See you next year everyone~[]🐢🐣🌼Happy Holidays🌼🐣🐢
Han Yang's cheeks flushed at his words. He wanted to relax, but was unable to compose himself, so now he contracted even more, almost to the point of driving the other man insane.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
"Why are you so anxious?" Helian Qing asked with a light laugh, before he again buried his head within the hollow of the lad's shoulder, nipping at the rise of his clavicle, while his teasing hand began to slide up and down.
Han Yang had already come twice, his dick was now trembling pitifully, as its head could only let out sporadic bursts of s*men.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
Having toyed with him for a while, Helian Qing raised Han Yang to change his position by letting the lad sit on his lap. This posture caused his penis to penetrate the other man even deeper, their lower halves also joining together tightly. With the man's upward thrust to that place of his, Han Yang cried out in excitement with his waist was also being made weak, prompting him to support himself by holding onto that man's chest.
Toying with him for a stretch, Helian Qing finally released that pitiful button, but he was not done quite yet. He still journeyed downwards, readily capturing Han Yang's endowment.
"...don't do that..." Han Yang whispered, as he did his best to keep control of his own desire. Sadly, the pleasure which came from Helian Qing's hand simply could not be ignored, so little by little, the longing between his lеgs rose.
He pinched Han Yang's bum fiercely before pressing the lad down once more, pulled out his penis from that passage, then thrusting that member inside once again. That large, stiff thing rammed into the soft — wet tunnel, all the way to its deepest part, stroking with vigor. The pleasure feeling as if an electrical current shot through every inch of the two, giving them both unending gratification.
Helian Qing turned the smaller man's body around, tilting his own head to have a good look only to notice the water within the tub concealed some of the scenery, making his view clouded. Crinkling his brows, he simply drained most of the water from the tub, leaving only a shallow layer behind. That remaining amount was now good enough, since it allowed Han Yang's already erected member to be exposed. Since Han Yang's skin was fair, and because he rarely did that himself, that organ of his also had a very light complexion, causing it to appear pristine.
My butt hurts! Is it possible for me to return this...
"Haa...mnn...nngh..."
Having been soaked in the tub's water, that place was somewhat softer, even though it was still quite tight. Helian Qing's finger just by moving up to touch it, had that place contracting with urgency and pulled Han Yang, who was utterly immersed in their kiss, back to reality. With him then withdrawing out of reflex to gaze at that man with widened eyes.
Han Yang wanted to pull his lеgs together. Helian Qing, on the contrary, used his hand to obstruct the lad's efforts, holding onto his ankles, then lifted his left leg over the side of the tub.
Helian Qing scoffed, "Today, I'll let you off, because in the future, there'll be other opportunities."
He quite liked kissing Helian Qing, it was very intimate, and very warm.
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Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
The sound of that "Qing GégeT/n: Gēge = Oppa" was said so vaguely it could not be heard clearly. Therefore, it appeared as if he had said "Qing Gēge", which made Helian Qing's member tremble.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
That kind of small animal-like look, made Helian Qing unable to resist, urging his just emptied member to raise its head once more. Pinching Han Yang's chin lightly, he lowered himself to kiss him fiercely, his tone relentless, as he asked, "What are you looking at? Do you want your husband to f**k you a second time?"
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
"Helian Qing..." Han Yang felt a bit panicked.
This knowledge made Han Yang's heart throb. Making it seem as if all that pain was something he was able to bear. So, with such a thought, he leaned upwards and kissed the other man's lips, whispering, "... it's okay."
Being teased from both ends made Han Yang moan, his reason drifting away from him, thus allowing his other leg to open unconsciously. Both his and that man's tongue tugging at one another in unison. Their lips and tongues winding around each other's, creating a delicately sweet, wet sound.
When laughing, that man was indeed very handsome. Han Yang, who had never seen him laugh with such a lack of restraint, for a while, simply gazed at him, forgetting entirely what he was about to say.
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
Helian Qing started off with small strokes, allowing Han Yang to adapt to his presence. Apart from the insertion, he also kissed Han Yang's lips, to ease the lad's mood, as well as distract his attention. Such a kiss was quite effective, as Han Yang slowly began to ignore the aching of that place between his lеgs, and unconsciously extended his tongue to lісk the other man's lips, imitating the way he had been kissed tenderly.
By the movement of those two men, the water inside the tub sloshed, falling all over both of their bodies, but neither of the men cared as they were both immersed in the act of love making.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
An awareness in knowing, the one who pierced inside him, was Helian Qing.
"Again, cry out again!" Helian Qing's hip shook rapidly, as he pounded into Han Yang, his dick driving to that place's limit, hitting the lad's prostate, again and again. Every time he thrust inside, that passage's tender lining would tightly enclose him. That soft, slippery place felt so amazingly good, he very much wanted to bury himself there forever.
With those words said, he reached for the tip of Han Yang's penis, grasped it, then gently be pressed his thumb against its tiny hole a few times, before swirling his finger around its head, urging that place to very quickly spill its essence by his provocation. At the same time he did this, the movements made by his lips also did not cease, as his tongue twirled nimbly within Han Yang's mouth, lісking up and down, in a this simultaneous attack.
Helian Qing dragged his tongue at the corner of Han Yang's lips, proceeding downwards only to pause at the small projection of his left pec. Curling his tongue around that nub, he suddenly began sυсking, doing so until that peak was quite red, moist, and glossy.
"... mmnnh..." Han Yang clutched the other man's head, "Qing'er..."
With those words said, he reached for the tip of Han Yang's penis, grasped it, then gently be pressed his thumb against its tiny hole a few times, before swirling his finger around its head, urging that place to very quickly spill its essence by his provocation. At the same time he did this, the movements made by his lips also did not cease, as his tongue twirled nimbly within Han Yang's mouth, lісking up and down, in a this simultaneous attack.
"Helian Qing..." the lad whimpered.
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
"Hush..." Helian Qing nibbled on the lad's lips, soon capturing his tongue, sυсking it, while the movement of his hand increased rapidly as it held Han Yang's member, sliding up and down.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
After he was done laughing, Helian Qing scooped Han Yang into his arms, kissing him for a bit with all his might, then said, "Yep, this 'son of a bіtсh' is your husband." After which, he bowed to bite one of the lad's nipples that was already swollen from his sυсking, "You know, when it's swollen like this it looks like a red bean, it looks really good."
This situation was so intense, it made Han Yang's lеgs weaken, his waist also faltered. His only option was to glare and curse, spitting out the four words, "Son of a bіtсh!"
But... it was too stimulating... too satisfying...
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
Being teased from both ends made Han Yang moan, his reason drifting away from him, thus allowing his other leg to open unconsciously. Both his and that man's tongue tugging at one another in unison. Their lips and tongues winding around each other's, creating a delicately sweet, wet sound.
With one of the smaller man's lеgs over over the edge of the tub, Helian Qing used a hand to lift Han Yang's waist, while the other slipped into the tunnel between his lеgs, entering—sliding in and out, as it emitted a wet sound.
"Aahh..." his sυсking had caused the rims of Han Yang's eyes to redden, "... enough, Helian Qing..."
"Aaahh..." at Helian Qing's slowly increasing pace, Han Yang arched his head, letting out a pleasure filled sound in the wake of that man's thrusts. That leg of his which hung over the side of the tub, acceptingly returned to wrap itself around Helian Qing's waist.
He pinched Han Yang's bum fiercely before pressing the lad down once more, pulled out his penis from that passage, then thrusting that member inside once again. That large, stiff thing rammed into the soft — wet tunnel, all the way to its deepest part, stroking with vigor. The pleasure feeling as if an electrical current shot through every inch of the two, giving them both unending gratification.
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
Helian Qing dragged his tongue at the corner of Han Yang's lips, proceeding downwards only to pause at the small projection of his left pec. Curling his tongue around that nub, he suddenly began sυсking, doing so until that peak was quite red, moist, and glossy.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
"Really? It just so happens that I have something to relieve your itching." That man only paused briefly before he quickly began lісking even deeper, until the entire hole was filled with his tongue. His hands now moved more wantonly as they clutched Han Yang's stalk, traveling from its tip to its base, from time to time, also kneading those two spheres beneath it. Because of his actions, Han Yang leant on the side of the bathtub, releasing soft whimpers every now and again.
His compliance made Helian Qing pause his movements, following which, he drilled with even more ferocity. His hands kneading the lad's butt, mercilessly pushing into that tight, wet, little hole.
The unfamiliar feeling of the foreign object entering him caused Han Yang’s opening to reflexively tighten, clenching that large, hard instrument to a stop at his entrance.
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
"... mnn, aahh..." Han Yang gasped from the prickling sensation of his nipple, his arms moving with the intent of pushing Helian Qing's head away, but that man instead released the small pearl, then continued his descent. That tongue of his persistently lісked the entire way down until he came to a stop over the lad's navel. Briefly, he gently caressed that place with his nose, after which, that trailing tip entered the small crevice, again lісking tenderly.
Lightly pressing his finger over that opening, Helian Qing tilted his head lower to look at Han Yang, "Are you going to push me away?"
With those words said, he reached for the tip of Han Yang's penis, grasped it, then gently be pressed his thumb against its tiny hole a few times, before swirling his finger around its head, urging that place to very quickly spill its essence by his provocation. At the same time he did this, the movements made by his lips also did not cease, as his tongue twirled nimbly within Han Yang's mouth, lісking up and down, in a this simultaneous attack.
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
Such a sight caused the lad's blood to run cold. With him wanting to push the man away, but at that very second, Helian Qing took two-thirds of his dick deep into his mouth.
The sound of that "Qing GégeT/n: Gēge = Oppa" was said so vaguely it could not be heard clearly. Therefore, it appeared as if he had said "Qing Gēge", which made Helian Qing's member tremble.
When laughing, that man was indeed very handsome. Han Yang, who had never seen him laugh with such a lack of restraint, for a while, simply gazed at him, forgetting entirely what he was about to say.
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
Due to the sudden plunge, the hands Han Yang rested on top Helian Qing's shoulders, dug in, leaving a trail of red scars behind them, and almost causing him to bite that man while their tongues were entangled.
"Really? It just so happens that I have something to relieve your itching." That man only paused briefly before he quickly began lісking even deeper, until the entire hole was filled with his tongue. His hands now moved more wantonly as they clutched Han Yang's stalk, traveling from its tip to its base, from time to time, also kneading those two spheres beneath it. Because of his actions, Han Yang leant on the side of the bathtub, releasing soft whimpers every now and again.
Helian Qing drew in the other man's member, attempting to take him deeply in his throat, only to discover it was a bit difficult, so he simply withdrew slightly, as he kept sυсking that little head, using his tongue to lісk it, while pressing his own tip into the small opening of that head teasingly. His movements were rusty, yet even though they were so, it still made Han Yang unable to endure.
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
Such a sight caused the lad's blood to run cold. With him wanting to push the man away, but at that very second, Helian Qing took two-thirds of his dick deep into his mouth.
"Really? It just so happens that I have something to relieve your itching." That man only paused briefly before he quickly began lісking even deeper, until the entire hole was filled with his tongue. His hands now moved more wantonly as they clutched Han Yang's stalk, traveling from its tip to its base, from time to time, also kneading those two spheres beneath it. Because of his actions, Han Yang leant on the side of the bathtub, releasing soft whimpers every now and again.
Chapter Seventeen Part Two
Toying with him for a stretch, Helian Qing finally released that pitiful button, but he was not done quite yet. He still journeyed downwards, readily capturing Han Yang's endowment.
By the movement of those two men, the water inside the tub sloshed, falling all over both of their bodies, but neither of the men cared as they were both immersed in the act of love making.
Han Yang wanted to pull his lеgs together. Helian Qing, on the contrary, used his hand to obstruct the lad's efforts, holding onto his ankles, then lifted his left leg over the side of the tub.
It was to the extent where the utterance of such a stirring whimper aroused Helian Qing till his manhood erected, wanting so much to immediately do him, but with the fear of such a rash entrance harming Han Yang, he simply chose to firmly reach for the swollen sacks below the quivering man's shaft, kneading them.
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
Han Yang recalled his, very recent, debauched appearance, his face growing hot as he stammered, "What nonsense are you spouting? Let me go."
Such a sight caused the lad's blood to run cold. With him wanting to push the man away, but at that very second, Helian Qing took two-thirds of his dick deep into his mouth.
"Why are you so anxious?" Helian Qing asked with a light laugh, before he again buried his head within the hollow of the lad's shoulder, nipping at the rise of his clavicle, while his teasing hand began to slide up and down.
Han Yang wanted to pull his lеgs together. Helian Qing, on the contrary, used his hand to obstruct the lad's efforts, holding onto his ankles, then lifted his left leg over the side of the tub.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
The softness of that orifice, as it squeezed his sensitive tip, led to an instantaneous burst of tingling numbness in his brain. His hand stopped mid-air, as all he could manage were moans. The him, who originally wanted to use that hand to push the man away, instead now rested it atop that same man's shoulder.
Han Yang unfurled his lеgs from the man's waist, leaning them against the tub weakly. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes filled with a teary mist, as he now stared at that man absentmindedly.
Helian Qing drew in the other man's member, attempting to take him deeply in his throat, only to discover it was a bit difficult, so he simply withdrew slightly, as he kept sυсking that little head, using his tongue to lісk it, while pressing his own tip into the small opening of that head teasingly. His movements were rusty, yet even though they were so, it still made Han Yang unable to endure.
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
"Aahh..." his sυсking had caused the rims of Han Yang's eyes to redden, "... enough, Helian Qing..."
That statement made the lost spirit of Han Yang's return, as he slapped the man's hand, "Let go!"
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
Due to the sudden plunge, the hands Han Yang rested on top Helian Qing's shoulders, dug in, leaving a trail of red scars behind them, and almost causing him to bite that man while their tongues were entangled.
Sensing the organ in his mouth had already been pushed to its limit, the man lifted his head and released it, though his tongue still slid over that little pit. Those dabs caused Han Yang to shiver, as he let out a trembling moan which was well beyond titillating.
Having toyed with him for a while, Helian Qing raised Han Yang to change his position by letting the lad sit on his lap. This posture caused his penis to penetrate the other man even deeper, their lower halves also joining together tightly. With the man's upward thrust to that place of his, Han Yang cried out in excitement with his waist was also being made weak, prompting him to support himself by holding onto that man's chest.
By the movement of those two men, the water inside the tub sloshed, falling all over both of their bodies, but neither of the men cared as they were both immersed in the act of love making.
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
The answer to that is a solid no.
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
It was to the extent where the utterance of such a stirring whimper aroused Helian Qing till his manhood erected, wanting so much to immediately do him, but with the fear of such a rash entrance harming Han Yang, he simply chose to firmly reach for the swollen sacks below the quivering man's shaft, kneading them.
This kind of Han Yang made Helian Qing's eyes darken. He then leant down to capture Han Yang's lips, the tip of his tongue seeking entry. Due to his recent climax, the younger man obediently allowed him to enter, even slightly lifting his head so both he and that man could engage in the exchange of the fluids between them.
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
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Han Yang had already come twice, his dick was now trembling pitifully, as its head could only let out sporadic bursts of s*men.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
Helian Qing gritted out a groan at the intensity of the constriction. He did not move, remaining at the opening, before lowering his head and asking huskily, "Do you want to slice off your husband's during our first time?"
"Haa..." the hazy moan left him at the instant of his release. He now weakly leaned against the bathtub, the satisfaction of coming leaving him in a daze. It was to the point where his hand unconsciously went down to rub his softening manhood, enjoying his unfinished tide.
It was to the extent where the utterance of such a stirring whimper aroused Helian Qing till his manhood erected, wanting so much to immediately do him, but with the fear of such a rash entrance harming Han Yang, he simply chose to firmly reach for the swollen sacks below the quivering man's shaft, kneading them.
"Hush..." Helian Qing nibbled on the lad's lips, soon capturing his tongue, sυсking it, while the movement of his hand increased rapidly as it held Han Yang's member, sliding up and down.
He quite liked kissing Helian Qing, it was very intimate, and very warm.
This kind of Han Yang made Helian Qing's eyes darken. He then leant down to capture Han Yang's lips, the tip of his tongue seeking entry. Due to his recent climax, the younger man obediently allowed him to enter, even slightly lifting his head so both he and that man could engage in the exchange of the fluids between them.
The unfamiliar feeling of the foreign object entering him caused Han Yang’s opening to reflexively tighten, clenching that large, hard instrument to a stop at his entrance.
That kind of small animal-like look, made Helian Qing unable to resist, urging his just emptied member to raise its head once more. Pinching Han Yang's chin lightly, he lowered himself to kiss him fiercely, his tone relentless, as he asked, "What are you looking at? Do you want your husband to f**k you a second time?"
Entering from such a position was even easier, to the point where the hair at the base of his shaft had stuck to Han Yang's butt. The lad cried out, wanting to take his leg down, but Helian Qing's next surge of attack had begun. Its strength so fierce, he had forgotten what he ever wanted to do, as all he could now do was moan.
Han Yang, "..."
After he was done laughing, Helian Qing scooped Han Yang into his arms, kissing him for a bit with all his might, then said, "Yep, this 'son of a bіtсh' is your husband." After which, he bowed to bite one of the lad's nipples that was already swollen from his sυсking, "You know, when it's swollen like this it looks like a red bean, it looks really good."
He quite liked kissing Helian Qing, it was very intimate, and very warm.
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His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
But kissing alone could not satisfy Helian Qing, so aside from their merging lips, one of his hands slid down the curve of the lad's waist, arriving at that place between his lеgs where his cheeks parted, lingering, then touching that tight hole hidden inside.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
"Hush..." Helian Qing nibbled on the lad's lips, soon capturing his tongue, sυсking it, while the movement of his hand increased rapidly as it held Han Yang's member, sliding up and down.
Having been soaked in the tub's water, that place was somewhat softer, even though it was still quite tight. Helian Qing's finger just by moving up to touch it, had that place contracting with urgency and pulled Han Yang, who was utterly immersed in their kiss, back to reality. With him then withdrawing out of reflex to gaze at that man with widened eyes.
But kissing alone could not satisfy Helian Qing, so aside from their merging lips, one of his hands slid down the curve of the lad's waist, arriving at that place between his lеgs where his cheeks parted, lingering, then touching that tight hole hidden inside.
Lightly pressing his finger over that opening, Helian Qing tilted his head lower to look at Han Yang, "Are you going to push me away?"
His compliance made Helian Qing pause his movements, following which, he drilled with even more ferocity. His hands kneading the lad's butt, mercilessly pushing into that tight, wet, little hole.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
"You really are hard to please." Helian Qing complained, yet his waist obediently slowed its pace. His head, again, lowered to place a kiss upon those lips of Han Yang's, reddened from the younger man's own biting, lісking them lightly as added, "The one f**king you, is me. What sense does it make to bite yourself like this, huh?"
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
Looking at that man's face, Han Yang clearly saw the desire and the restraint within his eyes. Both were so powerful, it made one's heart throb.
"Ah..." such an intense effort made Han Yang shriek. He clutched the rim of the bathtub with both hands, his toes trembling, curling.
"Ah..." such an intense effort made Han Yang shriek. He clutched the rim of the bathtub with both hands, his toes trembling, curling.
"You really are hard to please." Helian Qing complained, yet his waist obediently slowed its pace. His head, again, lowered to place a kiss upon those lips of Han Yang's, reddened from the younger man's own biting, lісking them lightly as added, "The one f**king you, is me. What sense does it make to bite yourself like this, huh?"
Still, just like before, that finger of Helian Qing's pressed against that shameful place, but he did not take it a step further. It appeared that if the younger man said no, he would then withdraw right away.
"Aaahh..." at Helian Qing's slowly increasing pace, Han Yang arched his head, letting out a pleasure filled sound in the wake of that man's thrusts. That leg of his which hung over the side of the tub, acceptingly returned to wrap itself around Helian Qing's waist.
In reply, Han Yang stretched his arms around Helian Qing's neck, burying his head within the man's shoulder, whispering, "... be gentle. I'm a little scared."
"... mnn, aahh..." Han Yang gasped from the prickling sensation of his nipple, his arms moving with the intent of pushing Helian Qing's head away, but that man instead released the small pearl, then continued his descent. That tongue of his persistently lісked the entire way down until he came to a stop over the lad's navel. Briefly, he gently caressed that place with his nose, after which, that trailing tip entered the small crevice, again lісking tenderly.
This situation was so intense, it made Han Yang's lеgs weaken, his waist also faltered. His only option was to glare and curse, spitting out the four words, "Son of a bіtсh!"
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
The unfamiliar feeling of the foreign object entering him caused Han Yang’s opening to reflexively tighten, clenching that large, hard instrument to a stop at his entrance.
Han Yang had already come twice, his dick was now trembling pitifully, as its head could only let out sporadic bursts of s*men.
Once their cages of desire were opened, they could no longer simply turn back, but could only submit to their instincts, and descend into depravity together.
Han Yang wanted to pull his lеgs together. Helian Qing, on the contrary, used his hand to obstruct the lad's efforts, holding onto his ankles, then lifted his left leg over the side of the tub.
From within that hole came a satiating prickling which had Han Yang's brain all muddled. He still held onto that man's neck, dazedly crying out, "Qing GégeT/n: Gége = Princess..."
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
His compliance made Helian Qing pause his movements, following which, he drilled with even more ferocity. His hands kneading the lad's butt, mercilessly pushing into that tight, wet, little hole.
Cursing softly, Helian Qing then lifted the younger man's other leg around his waist, dipping his head to kiss him, while simultaneously inserting his stiffened member into that moist and narrow hole.
With one of the smaller man's lеgs over over the edge of the tub, Helian Qing used a hand to lift Han Yang's waist, while the other slipped into the tunnel between his lеgs, entering—sliding in and out, as it emitted a wet sound.
"Helian Qing..." Han Yang felt a bit panicked.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
Helian Qing used the water within the tub to his advantage, inserting his finger into Han Yang's anus, dragging against his inner wall from time to time until he was able to fit three fingers inside before pulling them out.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
Han Yang unfurled his lеgs from the man's waist, leaning them against the tub weakly. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes filled with a teary mist, as he now stared at that man absentmindedly.
Helian Qing turned the smaller man's body around, tilting his own head to have a good look only to notice the water within the tub concealed some of the scenery, making his view clouded. Crinkling his brows, he simply drained most of the water from the tub, leaving only a shallow layer behind. That remaining amount was now good enough, since it allowed Han Yang's already erected member to be exposed. Since Han Yang's skin was fair, and because he rarely did thathimself, that organ of his also had a very light complexion, causing it to appear pristine.
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
Sensing the organ in his mouth had already been pushed to its limit, the man lifted his head and released it, though his tongue still slid over that little pit. Those dabs caused Han Yang to shiver, as he let out a trembling moan which was well beyond titillating.
The answer to that is a solid no.
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
The unfamiliar feeling of the foreign object entering him caused Han Yang’s opening to reflexively tighten, clenching that large, hard instrument to a stop at his entrance.
"Hush..." Helian Qing nibbled on the lad's lips, soon capturing his tongue, sυсking it, while the movement of his hand increased rapidly as it held Han Yang's member, sliding up and down.
"What did you call me?" Helian Qing nibbled on his nipple out of dissatisfaction, the sound of sυсking proceeding his actions.
Issuing a few powerful thrusts, Helian Qing also felt he too was nearing that critical point, now pulled his member from that wet hole. At that tool's separation from that place, he let out a faint groan, releasing a fine strand of silver. He then took his flourishing member, pressed it against Han Yang's to rub them both together with haste, before finally growling lowly as he shot off on top of the younger man's abdomen.
Being teased from both ends made Han Yang moan, his reason drifting away from him, thus allowing his other leg to open unconsciously. Both his and that man's tongue tugging at one another in unison. Their lips and tongues winding around each other's, creating a delicately sweet, wet sound.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
Helian Qing gritted out a groan at the intensity of the constriction. He did not move, remaining at the opening, before lowering his head and asking huskily, "Do you want to slice off your husband's during our first time?"
With those words said, he reached for the tip of Han Yang's penis, grasped it, then gently be pressed his thumb against its tiny hole a few times, before swirling his finger around its head, urging that place to very quickly spill its essence by his provocation. At the same time he did this, the movements made by his lips also did not cease, as his tongue twirled nimbly within Han Yang's mouth, lісking up and down, in a this simultaneous attack.
Helian Qing started off with small strokes, allowing Han Yang to adapt to his presence. Apart from the insertion, he also kissed Han Yang's lips, to ease the lad's mood, as well as distract his attention. Such a kiss was quite effective, as Han Yang slowly began to ignore the aching of that place between his lеgs, and unconsciously extended his tongue to lісk the other man's lips, imitating the way he had been kissed tenderly.
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
Han Yang's cheeks flushed at his words. He wanted to relax, but was unable to compose himself, so now he contracted even more, almost to the point of driving the other man insane.
Entering from such a position was even easier, to the point where the hair at the base of his shaft had stuck to Han Yang's butt. The lad cried out, wanting to take his leg down, but Helian Qing's next surge of attack had begun. Its strength so fierce, he had forgotten what he ever wanted to do, as all he could now do was moan.
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
Cursing softly, Helian Qing then lifted the younger man's other leg around his waist, dipping his head to kiss him, while simultaneously inserting his stiffened member into that moist and narrow hole.
"Helian Qing..." Han Yang felt a bit panicked.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
Cursing softly, Helian Qing then lifted the younger man's other leg around his waist, dipping his head to kiss him, while simultaneously inserting his stiffened member into that moist and narrow hole.
"Again, cry out again!" Helian Qing's hip shook rapidly, as he pounded into Han Yang, his dick driving to that place's limit, hitting the lad's prostate, again and again. Every time he thrust inside, that passage's tender lining would tightly enclose him. That soft, slippery place felt so amazingly good, he very much wanted to bury himself there forever.
"Helian Qing..." the lad whimpered.
"..." Han Yang bit his lips firmly, refusing to let out another embarrassing cry, while he felt his lower half experience a prickling numbness due to Helian Qing's аssault.
Due to the sudden plunge, the hands Han Yang rested on top Helian Qing's shoulders, dug in, leaving a trail of red scars behind them, and almost causing him to bite that man while their tongues were entangled.
From within that hole came a satiating prickling which had Han Yang's brain all muddled. He still held onto that man's neck, dazedly crying out, "Qing GégeT/n: Gége = Princess..."
After that thrust, Helian Qing did not move again. He simply stayed deeply within that moist, warm passageway, before reaching to touch Han Yang's face, "Is it okay? Does it hurt?"
"Haa..." the hazy moan left him at the instant of his release. He now weakly leaned against the bathtub, the satisfaction of coming leaving him in a daze. It was to the point where his hand unconsciously went down to rub his softening manhood, enjoying his unfinished tide.
With those words said, he reached for the tip of Han Yang's penis, grasped it, then gently be pressed his thumb against its tiny hole a few times, before swirling his finger around its head, urging that place to very quickly spill its essence by his provocation. At the same time he did this, the movements made by his lips also did not cease, as his tongue twirled nimbly within Han Yang's mouth, lісking up and down, in a this simultaneous attack.
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
"... mmnnh..." Han Yang clutched the other man's head, "Qing'er..."
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
Cursing softly, Helian Qing then lifted the younger man's other leg around his waist, dipping his head to kiss him, while simultaneously inserting his stiffened member into that moist and narrow hole.
Oppa: Korean term for older male or elder brother used by women. Calling one's boyfriend Oppa is common. Ge/Gege: 哥哥; Big brother, is used similarly in Chinese but without the gender specificity of the Korean term (with extra meanings). Using the literal translation while they're doing it was cringy to me so... Oppa! The only word I know of used in English with the same connotation here is "Daddy/its variations", and I ain't putting that one either [] 交合: jiāohè: to join; sexual intercourse; copulation; mating. When copulating was used here it seemed to imply "baby-making". Han Yang is a traditional small-town (technically village) boy after all. Sex = procreation, was how he was raised.[]Lastly, WATER IS NOT LUBE!😣😥[]So, you all got your smut.[]Sadly, I am pooped out for this year, so this was my gift to you for this season. See you next year everyone~[]🐢🐣🌼Happy Holidays🌼🐣🐢
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
An awareness in knowing, the one who pierced inside him, was Helian Qing.
Chapter Seventeen Part Two
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
This knowledge made Han Yang's heart throb. Making it seem as if all that pain was something he was able to bear. So, with such a thought, he leaned upwards and kissed the other man's lips, whispering, "... it's okay."
Issuing a few powerful thrusts, Helian Qing also felt he too was nearing that critical point, now pulled his member from that wet hole. At that tool's separation from that place, he let out a faint groan, releasing a fine strand of silver. He then took his flourishing member, pressed it against Han Yang's to rub them both together with haste, before finally growling lowly as he shot off on top of the younger man's abdomen.
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
"... ah!" The pleasure he derived from the head of that man's dick, as it stabbed the inner part of his passage, made Han Yang's entire body tingle. His back end tightened instinctively and his waist jolted uncontrollably by Helian Qing's thrusts, as his rear rubbed against the man's groin.
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
Helian Qing used the water within the tub to his advantage, inserting his finger into Han Yang's anus, dragging against his inner wall from time to time until he was able to fit three fingers inside before pulling them out.
Helian Qing started off with small strokes, allowing Han Yang to adapt to his presence. Apart from the insertion, he also kissed Han Yang's lips, to ease the lad's mood, as well as distract his attention. Such a kiss was quite effective, as Han Yang slowly began to ignore the aching of that place between his lеgs, and unconsciously extended his tongue to lісk the other man's lips, imitating the way he had been kissed tenderly.
"Haa...mnn...nngh..."
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
After that thrust, Helian Qing did not move again. He simply stayed deeply within that moist, warm passageway, before reaching to touch Han Yang's face, "Is it okay? Does it hurt?"
With the help of the water, Helian Qing's thrusts became much smoother, and it was not long before he felt that passageway's tissue slowly open up around his dick. The pressure of it wrapping around him was now so pleasurable, it made him release a low growl.
"You really are hard to please." Helian Qing complained, yet his waist obediently slowed its pace. His head, again, lowered to place a kiss upon those lips of Han Yang's, reddened from the younger man's own biting, lісking them lightly as added, "The one f**king you, is me. What sense does it make to bite yourself like this, huh?"
After going in and out for a while, Helian Qing held his hardened thing at that rear's entrance, now feeling as if that place had gotten much softer, and thus he began to increase his strength.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
"Aaahh..." at Helian Qing's slowly increasing pace, Han Yang arched his head, letting out a pleasure filled sound in the wake of that man's thrusts. That leg of his which hung over the side of the tub, acceptingly returned to wrap itself around Helian Qing's waist.
Han Yang recalled his, very recent, debauched appearance, his face growing hot as he stammered, "What nonsense are you spouting? Let me go."
A position like that was a lot more beneficial for Helian Qing's current movements, as he was now clutching onto the other man's waist, which moved to and fro from his force. He then pulled out his shaft halfway, before driving it inside again, over and over, stimulating that narrow little hole between the lad's lеgs to soften and redden, on account of his acts. Their lovemaking while immersed in the water filled bath, resulting in Helian Qing's thrusting, creating splashes, whose sound echoed throughout the bathroom.
"... ah!" The pleasure he derived from the head of that man's dick, as it stabbed the inner part of his passage, made Han Yang's entire body tingle. His back end tightened instinctively and his waist jolted uncontrollably by Helian Qing's thrusts, as his rear rubbed against the man's groin.
This situation was so intense, it made Han Yang's lеgs weaken, his waist also faltered. His only option was to glare and curse, spitting out the four words, "Son of a bіtсh!"
Chapter Seventeen Part Two
Looking at that man's face, Han Yang clearly saw the desire and the restraint within his eyes. Both were so powerful, it made one's heart throb.
Han Yang wanted to pull his lеgs together. Helian Qing, on the contrary, used his hand to obstruct the lad's efforts, holding onto his ankles, then lifted his left leg over the side of the tub.
Having toyed with him for a while, Helian Qing raised Han Yang to change his position by letting the lad sit on his lap. This posture caused his penis to penetrate the other man even deeper, their lower halves also joining together tightly. With the man's upward thrust to that place of his, Han Yang cried out in excitement with his waist was also being made weak, prompting him to support himself by holding onto that man's chest.
The softness of that orifice, as it squeezed his sensitive tip, led to an instantaneous burst of tingling numbness in his brain. His hand stopped mid-air, as all he could manage were moans. The him, who originally wanted to use that hand to push the man away, instead now rested it atop that same man's shoulder.
With the help of the water, Helian Qing's thrusts became much smoother, and it was not long before he felt that passageway's tissue slowly open up around his dick. The pressure of it wrapping around him was now so pleasurable, it made him release a low growl.
But... it was too stimulating... too satisfying...
Looking at that man's face, Han Yang clearly saw the desire and the restraint within his eyes. Both were so powerful, it made one's heart throb.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
"Really? It just so happens that I have something to relieve your itching." That man only paused briefly before he quickly began lісking even deeper, until the entire hole was filled with his tongue. His hands now moved more wantonly as they clutched Han Yang's stalk, traveling from its tip to its base, from time to time, also kneading those two spheres beneath it. Because of his actions, Han Yang leant on the side of the bathtub, releasing soft whimpers every now and again.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
Toying with him for a stretch, Helian Qing finally released that pitiful button, but he was not done quite yet. He still journeyed downwards, readily capturing Han Yang's endowment.
"Aahh..." his sυсking had caused the rims of Han Yang's eyes to redden, "... enough, Helian Qing..."
Oppa: Korean term for older male or elder brother used by women. Calling one's boyfriend Oppa is common. Ge/Gege: 哥哥; Big brother, is used similarly in Chinese but without the gender specificity of the Korean term (with extra meanings). Using the literal translation while they're doing it was cringy to me so... Oppa! The only word I know of used in English with the same connotation here is "Daddy/its variations", and I ain't putting that one either [] 交合: jiāohè: to join; sexual intercourse; copulation; mating. When copulating was used here it seemed to imply "baby-making". Han Yang is a traditional small-town (technically village) boy after all. Sex = procreation, was how he was raised.[]Lastly, WATER IS NOT LUBE!😣😥[]So, you all got your smut.[]Sadly, I am pooped out for this year, so this was my gift to you for this season. See you next year everyone~[]🐢🐣🌼Happy Holidays🌼🐣🐢
"Ah..." such an intense effort made Han Yang shriek. He clutched the rim of the bathtub with both hands, his toes trembling, curling.
Helian Qing scoffed, "Today, I'll let you off, because in the future, there'll be other opportunities."
"... ah!" The pleasure he derived from the head of that man's dick, as it stabbed the inner part of his passage, made Han Yang's entire body tingle. His back end tightened instinctively and his waist jolted uncontrollably by Helian Qing's thrusts, as his rear rubbed against the man's groin.
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
Han Yang unfurled his lеgs from the man's waist, leaning them against the tub weakly. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes filled with a teary mist, as he now stared at that man absentmindedly.
His compliance made Helian Qing pause his movements, following which, he drilled with even more ferocity. His hands kneading the lad's butt, mercilessly pushing into that tight, wet, little hole.
"...don't do that..." Han Yang whispered, as he did his best to keep control of his own desire. Sadly, the pleasure which came from Helian Qing's hand simply could not be ignored, so little by little, the longing between his lеgs rose.
After that thrust, Helian Qing did not move again. He simply stayed deeply within that moist, warm passageway, before reaching to touch Han Yang's face, "Is it okay? Does it hurt?"
"Really? It just so happens that I have something to relieve your itching." That man only paused briefly before he quickly began lісking even deeper, until the entire hole was filled with his tongue. His hands now moved more wantonly as they clutched Han Yang's stalk, traveling from its tip to its base, from time to time, also kneading those two spheres beneath it. Because of his actions, Han Yang leant on the side of the bathtub, releasing soft whimpers every now and again.
"Helian... Qing..." the force of his thrusts made Han Yang's lеgs tremble, as he intermittently called out the man's name.
Helian Qing turned the smaller man's body around, tilting his own head to have a good look only to notice the water within the tub concealed some of the scenery, making his view clouded. Crinkling his brows, he simply drained most of the water from the tub, leaving only a shallow layer behind. That remaining amount was now good enough, since it allowed Han Yang's already erected member to be exposed. Since Han Yang's skin was fair, and because he rarely did thathimself, that organ of his also had a very light complexion, causing it to appear pristine.
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
That kind of small animal-like look, made Helian Qing unable to resist, urging his just emptied member to raise its head once more. Pinching Han Yang's chin lightly, he lowered himself to kiss him fiercely, his tone relentless, as he asked, "What are you looking at? Do you want your husband to f**k you a second time?"
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
"What did you call me?" Helian Qing nibbled on his nipple out of dissatisfaction, the sound of sυсking proceeding his actions.
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
Han Yang gasped lightly, unsure of whether he should respond. There was definitely pain, since that man's fingers, while they were in that place, were completely different. His was even harder, hotter, filling his gut entirely, and apart from the pain, there was also a bloated sensation. But, even more than those, there was the awareness that he was being possessed.
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"... mmnnh..." Han Yang clutched the other man's head, "Qing'er..."
"... mmnnh..." Han Yang clutched the other man's head, "Qing'er..."
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
The answer to that is a solid no.
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
"Aah... Helian... Qing... gentle... a bit gentler..." Han Yang was unable to help cry out in the end. His grip on the edge of tub now released so he could cover his eyes, as he ignored his own broken voice and drowned himself in the passionate tide of desire within.
"Helian... Qing..." the force of his thrusts made Han Yang's lеgs tremble, as he intermittently called out the man's name.
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
Still, just like before, that finger of Helian Qing's pressed against that shameful place, but he did not take it a step further. It appeared that if the younger man said no, he would then withdraw right away.
"Aah... Helian... Qing... gentle... a bit gentler..." Han Yang was unable to help cry out in the end. His grip on the edge of tub now released so he could cover his eyes, as he ignored his own broken voice and drowned himself in the passionate tide of desire within.
From within that hole came a satiating prickling which had Han Yang's brain all muddled. He still held onto that man's neck, dazedly crying out, "Qing GégeT/n: Gége = Princess..."
An awareness in knowing, the one who pierced inside him, was Helian Qing.
"Helian... Qing..." the force of his thrusts made Han Yang's lеgs tremble, as he intermittently called out the man's name.
With the help of the water, Helian Qing's thrusts became much smoother, and it was not long before he felt that passageway's tissue slowly open up around his dick. The pressure of it wrapping around him was now so pleasurable, it made him release a low growl.
"... mnn, aahh..." Han Yang gasped from the prickling sensation of his nipple, his arms moving with the intent of pushing Helian Qing's head away, but that man instead released the small pearl, then continued his descent. That tongue of his persistently lісked the entire way down until he came to a stop over the lad's navel. Briefly, he gently caressed that place with his nose, after which, that trailing tip entered the small crevice, again lісking tenderly.
"... mnn, aahh..." Han Yang gasped from the prickling sensation of his nipple, his arms moving with the intent of pushing Helian Qing's head away, but that man instead released the small pearl, then continued his descent. That tongue of his persistently lісked the entire way down until he came to a stop over the lad's navel. Briefly, he gently caressed that place with his nose, after which, that trailing tip entered the small crevice, again lісking tenderly.
The sound of that "Qing GégeT/n: Gēge = Oppa"[1] was said so vaguely it could not be heard clearly. Therefore, it appeared as if he had said "Qing Gēge", which made Helian Qing's member tremble.
In reply, Han Yang stretched his arms around Helian Qing's neck, burying his head within the man's shoulder, whispering, "... be gentle. I'm a little scared."
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
"What did you call me?" Helian Qing nibbled on his nipple out of dissatisfaction, the sound of sυсking proceeding his actions.
The sound of that "Qing GégeT/n: Gēge = Oppa" was said so vaguely it could not be heard clearly. Therefore, it appeared as if he had said "Qing Gēge", which made Helian Qing's member tremble.
Helian Qing started off with small strokes, allowing Han Yang to adapt to his presence. Apart from the insertion, he also kissed Han Yang's lips, to ease the lad's mood, as well as distract his attention. Such a kiss was quite effective, as Han Yang slowly began to ignore the aching of that place between his lеgs, and unconsciously extended his tongue to lісk the other man's lips, imitating the way he had been kissed tenderly.
He pinched Han Yang's bum fiercely before pressing the lad down once more, pulled out his penis from that passage, then thrusting that member inside once again. That large, stiff thing rammed into the soft — wet tunnel, all the way to its deepest part, stroking with vigor. The pleasure feeling as if an electrical current shot through every inch of the two, giving them both unending gratification.
Still, just like before, that finger of Helian Qing's pressed against that shameful place, but he did not take it a step further. It appeared that if the younger man said no, he would then withdraw right away.
That statement made the lost spirit of Han Yang's return, as he slapped the man's hand, "Let go!"
His compliance made Helian Qing pause his movements, following which, he drilled with even more ferocity. His hands kneading the lad's butt, mercilessly pushing into that tight, wet, little hole.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
"Ah..." such an intense effort made Han Yang shriek. He clutched the rim of the bathtub with both hands, his toes trembling, curling.
After going in and out for a while, Helian Qing held his hardened thing at that rear's entrance, now feeling as if that place had gotten much softer, and thus he began to increase his strength.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
This knowledge made Han Yang's heart throb. Making it seem as if all that pain was something he was able to bear. So, with such a thought, he leaned upwards and kissed the other man's lips, whispering, "... it's okay."
"Again, cry out again!" Helian Qing's hip shook rapidly, as he pounded into Han Yang, his dick driving to that place's limit, hitting the lad's prostate, again and again. Every time he thrust inside, that passage's tender lining would tightly enclose him. That soft, slippery place felt so amazingly good, he very much wanted to bury himself there forever.
That kind of small animal-like look, made Helian Qing unable to resist, urging his just emptied member to raise its head once more. Pinching Han Yang's chin lightly, he lowered himself to kiss him fiercely, his tone relentless, as he asked, "What are you looking at? Do you want your husband to f**k you a second time?"
Due to the sudden plunge, the hands Han Yang rested on top Helian Qing's shoulders, dug in, leaving a trail of red scars behind them, and almost causing him to bite that man while their tongues were entangled.
But... it was too stimulating... too satisfying...
"..." Han Yang bit his lips firmly, refusing to let out another embarrassing cry, while he felt his lower half experience a prickling numbness due to Helian Qing's аssault.
His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
But... it was too stimulating... too satisfying...
"Helian Qing..." the lad whimpered.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation[2], but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
Helian Qing was very satisfied by the lad's praise, reaching out to touch his lips, saying, "I can still go a bit deeper." With that said, he thrust his hips upward a few times, each jab targeting the sensitive flesh within Han Yang's body.
"Aah... Helian... Qing... gentle... a bit gentler..." Han Yang was unable to help cry out in the end. His grip on the edge of tub now released so he could cover his eyes, as he ignored his own broken voice and drowned himself in the passionate tide of desire within.
His dick did not stop drilling into that narrow little hole. Upon its entrance, the friction caused that place's softened tissue to redden, and every instance where he pulled out, that soft place seemed to have also been brought out before it was again sent back in, the entire sight appearing exceptionally erotic. Helian Qing's swollen sack slapped against the lad's аss, creating a symphony of sounds when accompanied by Han Yang's impatient moans. It was all enough to cause a person blush incessantly.
"You really are hard to please." Helian Qing complained, yet his waist obediently slowed its pace. His head, again, lowered to place a kiss upon those lips of Han Yang's, reddened from the younger man's own biting, lісking them lightly as added, "The one f**king you, is me. What sense does it make to bite yourself like this, huh?"
"..." Han Yang bit his lips firmly, refusing to let out another embarrassing cry, while he felt his lower half experience a prickling numbness due to Helian Qing's аssault.
Issuing a few powerful thrusts, Helian Qing also felt he too was nearing that critical point, now pulled his member from that wet hole. At that tool's separation from that place, he let out a faint groan, releasing a fine strand of silver. He then took his flourishing member, pressed it against Han Yang's to rub them both together with haste, before finally growling lowly as he shot off on top of the younger man's abdomen.
Han Yang's cheeks flushed at his words. He wanted to relax, but was unable to compose himself, so now he contracted even more, almost to the point of driving the other man insane.
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
"Shh..." Helian Qing moved closer to the lad, lowering his head, but stopped just as he neared the boy's lips, coaxing, "let me touch it."
"...don't do that..." Han Yang whispered, as he did his best to keep control of his own desire. Sadly, the pleasure which came from Helian Qing's hand simply could not be ignored, so little by little, the longing between his lеgs rose.
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
Having been soaked in the tub's water, that place was somewhat softer, even though it was still quite tight. Helian Qing's finger just by moving up to touch it, had that place contracting with urgency and pulled Han Yang, who was utterly immersed in their kiss, back to reality. With him then withdrawing out of reflex to gaze at that man with widened eyes.
Helian Qing drew in the other man's member, attempting to take him deeply in his throat, only to discover it was a bit difficult, so he simply withdrew slightly, as he kept sυсking that little head, using his tongue to lісk it, while pressing his own tip into the small opening of that head teasingly. His movements were rusty, yet even though they were so, it still made Han Yang unable to endure.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
Entering from such a position was even easier, to the point where the hair at the base of his shaft had stuck to Han Yang's butt. The lad cried out, wanting to take his leg down, but Helian Qing's next surge of attack had begun. Its strength so fierce, he had forgotten what he ever wanted to do, as all he could now do was moan.
Looking at that man's face, Han Yang clearly saw the desire and the restraint within his eyes. Both were so powerful, it made one's heart throb.
With the help of the water, Helian Qing's thrusts became much smoother, and it was not long before he felt that passageway's tissue slowly open up around his dick. The pressure of it wrapping around him was now so pleasurable, it made him release a low growl.
Dried Salted Fish can only obediently be eaten after all~
The softness of that orifice, as it squeezed his sensitive tip, led to an instantaneous burst of tingling numbness in his brain. His hand stopped mid-air, as all he could manage were moans. The him, who originally wanted to use that hand to push the man away, instead now rested it atop that same man's shoulder.
"...don't do that..." Han Yang whispered, as he did his best to keep control of his own desire. Sadly, the pleasure which came from Helian Qing's hand simply could not be ignored, so little by little, the longing between his lеgs rose.
"Haa...mnn...nngh..."
But... it was too stimulating... too satisfying...
"Why are you so anxious?" Helian Qing asked with a light laugh, before he again buried his head within the hollow of the lad's shoulder, nipping at the rise of his clavicle, while his teasing hand began to slide up and down.
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
"Aaahh..." at Helian Qing's slowly increasing pace, Han Yang arched his head, letting out a pleasure filled sound in the wake of that man's thrusts. That leg of his which hung over the side of the tub, acceptingly returned to wrap itself around Helian Qing's waist.
His dick did not stop drilling into that narrow little hole. Upon its entrance, the friction caused that place's softened tissue to redden, and every instance where he pulled out, that soft place seemed to have also been brought out before it was again sent back in, the entire sight appearing exceptionally erotic. Helian Qing's swollen sack slapped against the lad's аss, creating a symphony of sounds when accompanied by Han Yang's impatient moans. It was all enough to cause a person blush incessantly.
Once their cages of desire were opened, they could no longer simply turn back, but could only submit to their instincts, and descend into depravity together.
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
"Hush..." Helian Qing nibbled on the lad's lips, soon capturing his tongue, sυсking it, while the movement of his hand increased rapidly as it held Han Yang's member, sliding up and down.
By the movement of those two men, the water inside the tub sloshed, falling all over both of their bodies, but neither of the men cared as they were both immersed in the act of love making.
Due to the sudden plunge, the hands Han Yang rested on top Helian Qing's shoulders, dug in, leaving a trail of red scars behind them, and almost causing him to bite that man while their tongues were entangled.
Han Yang recalled his, very recent, debauched appearance, his face growing hot as he stammered, "What nonsense are you spouting? Let me go."
Entering from such a position was even easier, to the point where the hair at the base of his shaft had stuck to Han Yang's butt. The lad cried out, wanting to take his leg down, but Helian Qing's next surge of attack had begun. Its strength so fierce, he had forgotten what he ever wanted to do, as all he could now do was moan.
"Helian Qing..." Han Yang felt a bit panicked.
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
Han Yang had already come twice, his dick was now trembling pitifully, as its head could only let out sporadic bursts of s*men.
He quite liked kissing Helian Qing, it was very intimate, and very warm.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
Helian Qing turned the smaller man's body around, tilting his own head to have a good look only to notice the water within the tub concealed some of the scenery, making his view clouded. Crinkling his brows, he simply drained most of the water from the tub, leaving only a shallow layer behind. That remaining amount was now good enough, since it allowed Han Yang's already erected member to be exposed. Since Han Yang's skin was fair, and because he rarely did thathimself, that organ of his also had a very light complexion, causing it to appear pristine.
"... mnn, aahh..." Han Yang gasped from the prickling sensation of his nipple, his arms moving with the intent of pushing Helian Qing's head away, but that man instead released the small pearl, then continued his descent. That tongue of his persistently lісked the entire way down until he came to a stop over the lad's navel. Briefly, he gently caressed that place with his nose, after which, that trailing tip entered the small crevice, again lісking tenderly.
Han Yang's member was now moist and glistening because of that man's actions, its head tinted with a flush. This previously sporadically trembling member, now bore the appearance of one in need of release. At the man's touch, Han Yang's dick shook, impatiently splurting a stream of clouded liquid which fell on top of his abdomen.
Issuing a few powerful thrusts, Helian Qing also felt he too was nearing that critical point, now pulled his member from that wet hole. At that tool's separation from that place, he let out a faint groan, releasing a fine strand of silver. He then took his flourishing member, pressed it against Han Yang's to rub them both together with haste, before finally growling lowly as he shot off on top of the younger man's abdomen.
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
"Aaahh..." at Helian Qing's slowly increasing pace, Han Yang arched his head, letting out a pleasure filled sound in the wake of that man's thrusts. That leg of his which hung over the side of the tub, acceptingly returned to wrap itself around Helian Qing's waist.
With one of the smaller man's lеgs over over the edge of the tub, Helian Qing used a hand to lift Han Yang's waist, while the other slipped into the tunnel between his lеgs, entering—sliding in and out, as it emitted a wet sound.
His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
With the help of the water, Helian Qing's thrusts became much smoother, and it was not long before he felt that passageway's tissue slowly open up around his dick. The pressure of it wrapping around him was now so pleasurable, it made him release a low growl.
Han Yang unfurled his lеgs from the man's waist, leaning them against the tub weakly. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes filled with a teary mist, as he now stared at that man absentmindedly.
"Helian... Qing..." the force of his thrusts made Han Yang's lеgs tremble, as he intermittently called out the man's name.
In reply, Han Yang stretched his arms around Helian Qing's neck, burying his head within the man's shoulder, whispering, "... be gentle. I'm a little scared."
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
That kind of small animal-like look, made Helian Qing unable to resist, urging his just emptied member to raise its head once more. Pinching Han Yang's chin lightly, he lowered himself to kiss him fiercely, his tone relentless, as he asked, "What are you looking at? Do you want your husband to f**k you a second time?"
Han Yang, "..."
Following that, the bashful hole closed slightly when his fingers were retracted. Helian Qing continued by parting Han Yang's butt-cheeks, pressing his burgeoning member against that partially contracted entrance, his waist then descending as it sank his huge head inside.
"Why are you so anxious?" Helian Qing asked with a light laugh, before he again buried his head within the hollow of the lad's shoulder, nipping at the rise of his clavicle, while his teasing hand began to slide up and down.
Han Yang recalled his, very recent, debauched appearance, his face growing hot as he stammered, "What nonsense are you spouting? Let me go."
A position like that was a lot more beneficial for Helian Qing's current movements, as he was now clutching onto the other man's waist, which moved to and fro from his force. He then pulled out his shaft halfway, before driving it inside again, over and over, stimulating that narrow little hole between the lad's lеgs to soften and redden, on account of his acts. Their lovemaking while immersed in the water filled bath, resulting in Helian Qing's thrusting, creating splashes, whose sound echoed throughout the bathroom.
"Tsk, it wasn't that long ago that you were crying out desperately in my arms, but now that the pleasure is finished, you're just going to kick me out." Helian Qing did not release him, and instead took hold of Han Yang's flaccid member, giving it a squeeze.
As he dropped kisses along the younger man's nape, Helian Qing also drew small mounds of the lad's skin into his mouth—sυсking them, leaving behind tiny traces of red in his wake. Afterwards, his lips travelled downwards, the tip of his tongue gliding down Han Yang's spine, a trail of moisture left behind it. His hand soon reaching out to draw that lad's waist towards him, his hands slowly caressing the other's abdomen, running them all the way down before finally coming to a halt at that intimate place between Han Yang's lеgs, where his broad palm soon engulfed it.
"What did you call me?" Helian Qing nibbled on his nipple out of dissatisfaction, the sound of sυсking proceeding his actions.
"Ah..." such an intense effort made Han Yang shriek. He clutched the rim of the bathtub with both hands, his toes trembling, curling.
Cursing softly, Helian Qing then lifted the younger man's other leg around his waist, dipping his head to kiss him, while simultaneously inserting his stiffened member into that moist and narrow hole.
His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
This situation was so intense, it made Han Yang's lеgs weaken, his waist also faltered. His only option was to glare and curse, spitting out the four words, "Son of a bіtсh!"
When laughing, that man was indeed very handsome. Han Yang, who had never seen him laugh with such a lack of restraint, for a while, simply gazed at him, forgetting entirely what he was about to say.
The unfamiliar feeling of the foreign object entering him caused Han Yang’s opening to reflexively tighten, clenching that large, hard instrument to a stop at his entrance.
Issuing a few powerful thrusts, Helian Qing also felt he too was nearing that critical point, now pulled his member from that wet hole. At that tool's separation from that place, he let out a faint groan, releasing a fine strand of silver. He then took his flourishing member, pressed it against Han Yang's to rub them both together with haste, before finally growling lowly as he shot off on top of the younger man's abdomen.
It was Helian Qing's first time hearing Han Yang curse someone. After staring at him for a while, he could not help but laugh.
The answer to that is a solid no.
Helian Qing drew in the other man's member, attempting to take him deeply in his throat, only to discover it was a bit difficult, so he simply withdrew slightly, as he kept sυсking that little head, using his tongue to lісk it, while pressing his own tip into the small opening of that head teasingly. His movements were rusty, yet even though they were so, it still made Han Yang unable to endure.
The meaning behind those words was him allowing Han Yang to bite him instead. So, Han Yang was very eager to give the man face, grabbing the other's hand and clamping down — not that hard, but enough to leave bite-marks.
That statement made the lost spirit of Han Yang's return, as he slapped the man's hand, "Let go!"
Helian Qing gave an abrupt thrust, his lower head stabbing into that soft place wretchedly, saying, "What did you call me?" as he jabbed him.
When laughing, that man was indeed very handsome. Han Yang, who had never seen him laugh with such a lack of restraint, for a while, simply gazed at him, forgetting entirely what he was about to say.
After that thrust, Helian Qing did not move again. He simply stayed deeply within that moist, warm passageway, before reaching to touch Han Yang's face, "Is it okay? Does it hurt?"
"Ngh..." Having the head of his dick enclosed by the warmth and moisture of the man's mouth, made Han Yang grunt. His eyes quickly shot open only to see Helian Qing's lowered head, and his member being held between the man's lips.
Helian Qing scoffed, "Today, I'll let you off, because in the future, there'll be other opportunities."
"Again, cry out again!" Helian Qing's hip shook rapidly, as he pounded into Han Yang, his dick driving to that place's limit, hitting the lad's prostate, again and again. Every time he thrust inside, that passage's tender lining would tightly enclose him. That soft, slippery place felt so amazingly good, he very much wanted to bury himself there forever.
Such a position had Han Yang's lеgs spread wide open, enabling the sight between them to be right in plain view.
After he was done laughing, Helian Qing scooped Han Yang into his arms, kissing him for a bit with all his might, then said, "Yep, this 'son of a bіtсh' is your husband." After which, he bowed to bite one of the lad's nipples that was already swollen from his sυсking, "You know, when it's swollen like this it looks like a red bean, it looks really good."
Being teased from both ends made Han Yang moan, his reason drifting away from him, thus allowing his other leg to open unconsciously. Both his and that man's tongue tugging at one another in unison. Their lips and tongues winding around each other's, creating a delicately sweet, wet sound.
That statement made the lost spirit of Han Yang's return, as he slapped the man's hand, "Let go!"
It was Helian Qing's first time hearing Han Yang curse someone. After staring at him for a while, he could not help but laugh.
"Haa..." the hazy moan left him at the instant of his release. He now weakly leaned against the bathtub, the satisfaction of coming leaving him in a daze. It was to the point where his hand unconsciously went down to rub his softening manhood, enjoying his unfinished tide.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
He quite liked kissing Helian Qing, it was very intimate, and very warm.
A place like this was clearly not used for copulation, but because of the immense pleasure which arose from such a seamless insertion into it, as well as that sturdy tool seeming as if it wanted to bury itself within him and fuse them both together, to where the frequent pulsations coming from its surface, were all distinctly felt by him. Along with, every single time, it rubbed against his inner wall, that thing aroused an irresistible limpness, bringing a faint itch, which altogether smashed Han Yang's rationality to pieces.
Helian Qing scoffed, "Today, I'll let you off, because in the future, there'll be other opportunities."
"... little bastard." Helian Qing cursed, "I'm going to f**k the life out of you."
Chapter Seventeen Part Two
"Haa...mnn...nngh..."
Han Yang, "..."
Feeling that most sensitive place of his being grasped, Han Yang immediately straightened his back, his lеgs clamping shut out of reflex. Unluckily, they just so happened to have also trapped that teasing hand of Helian Qing's between them.
That kind of action in Helian Qing's eyes, was him practically begging to be f**ked.
The sensitivity of that belly button was no less than that of his loins, so by this much stimulation, Han Yang's entire body trembled. While his stomach contracted, he uttered, "... it tickles."
My butt hurts! Is it possible for me to return this...
Dried Salted Fish can only obediently be eaten after all~
As he dropped kisses along the younger man's nape, Helian Qing also drew small mounds of the lad's skin into his mouth—sυсking them, leaving behind tiny traces of red in his wake. Afterwards, his lips travelled downwards, the tip of his tongue gliding down Han Yang's spine, a trail of moisture left behind it. His hand soon reaching out to draw that lad's waist towards him, his hands slowly caressing the other's abdomen, running them all the way down before finally coming to a halt at that intimate place between Han Yang's lеgs, where his broad palm soon engulfed it.
"Why are you so anxious?" Helian Qing asked with a light laugh, before he again buried his head within the hollow of the lad's shoulder, nipping at the rise of his clavicle, while his teasing hand began to slide up and down.
Feeling that most sensitive place of his being grasped, Han Yang immediately straightened his back, his lеgs clamping shut out of reflex. Unluckily, they just so happened to have also trapped that teasing hand of Helian Qing's between them.
Helian Qing gazed at the tooth-marks on his hand, laughing gently, "You've still got some strength it seems, let's save it for something else, yeah?" With that said, he lifted Han Yang's leg over his shoulder, and again thrust his stiffened member into the other man.
The answer to that is a solid no.
"Aahh..." his sυсking had caused the rims of Han Yang's eyes to redden, "... enough, Helian Qing..."
Looking at that man's face, Han Yang clearly saw the desire and the restraint within his eyes. Both were so powerful, it made one's heart throb.
Helian Qing started off with small strokes, allowing Han Yang to adapt to his presence. Apart from the insertion, he also kissed Han Yang's lips, to ease the lad's mood, as well as distract his attention. Such a kiss was quite effective, as Han Yang slowly began to ignore the aching of that place between his lеgs, and unconsciously extended his tongue to lісk the other man's lips, imitating the way he had been kissed tenderly.
His thick s*men dripped between those pale abs. Helian Qing then released several loads before he finished, however, that rigid member of his did not soften completely at all.
Once their cages of desire were opened, they could no longer simply turn back, but could only submit to their instincts, and descend into depravity together.
Dried Salted Fish can only obediently be eaten after all~
"...too deep." He muttered in a daze, as that huge thing bore into him, seeming as if it had directly pushed itself all the way to his deepest parts.
Author's Note:
Notes:
^2. 交合: jiāohè: to join; sexual intercourse; copulation; mating. When copulating was used here it seemed to imply "baby-making". Han Yang is a traditional small-town (technically village) boy after all. Sex = procreation, was how he was raised.
Lastly, WATER IS NOT LUBE!😣😥
So, you all got your smut.
Sadly, I am pooped out for this year, so this was my gift to you for this season. See you next year everyone~
🐢🐣🌼Happy Holidays🌼🐣🐢
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