Shi Chen got into love and was full of holes and water. He was a good-natured dog. I bit some blood-red tooth marks on his frail shoulder and pulled his hair to force him to kiss me.
I have never kissed, only kissed my old brother. I want to taste the feeling of kissing. His lips are moist and soft, and his tongue is probably as tender and delicious as jelly.
He cried and shook his head, even though his ass was still stuck in my cock, he desperately refused to kiss him.
When I asked him why, he trembled and said that the big boss would not let him, and I asked him who the big boss was, but he cried and dared not say it.
I swollen his asshole, and when I pulled it out, the red and swollen acupuncture points could not be closed at all. Shi Chen wiped away his tears, picked up his wide school uniform pants and put them back on his slender legs, wrapped his fleshy buttocks in the fabric, and tremblingly supported the wall to walk outside.
I am full of recollection of this sexual affair full of torturous pleasure, even the taste of marrow.
I glanced at the phone, my brother sent a message to work overtime tonight, and come back at noon tomorrow, let me tell the cooking aunt to stay at home with me tonight.
I really hate sleeping alone, but I don't need an elderly woman to accompany me. It's too boring.
So I abducted Shi Chen to our house and let him sleep with me for one night. He was always scared, just like there is something unclean in our house, he even started to shake when he saw the photo frame of my brother and me.
I thought it was interesting. I pressed Shi Chen on my brother's bed and had a bite. He was so scared that he cried, ticking as if he was leaking urine when he ejaculated.
I like to call him brother when fucking him. Even if he doesn't have the masculine smell of cigarettes and mint shampoo, the title brother makes it easier for me to reach orgasm.
Shi Chen finally lost his desire to survive. He knelt on the bed, opened his hip flaps to both sides with both hands, sat down against my cock at the tender red and swollen acupuncture point, yelling lasciviously.
Is it so cool to be inserted in the asshole. I curiously pounded him hard, hugged him to the floor-to-ceiling window, grabbed his rosy and delicate penis from behind, and pummeled him.
"No, Duan Yan, someone will see it here..." He was so afraid that he buried his face in his arms, I pulled his hair so that he raised his head to reveal the stray face, let him shoot on the glass, and then forced him Licking clean.
He is good at crying, weak and kind of likable. I threw him into the bathtub, helped him clean the lubricating fluid in his asshole, and then raised him on the bed to sleep.
He was curled up in my arms like a suckling kitten, with his white forehead resting on my shoulders, the cruel thoughts in my heart calmed down, and he touched his back.
May I like him. Only when I fuck him can I forget something for a while, and it makes me feel a little more normal. I began to envy the gay couple in school, even though everyone thought they were abnormal.
Early self-study in the third grade was strictly checked. Shi Chen got up at 5 o'clock in the morning and I slept until 6:40. Anyway, it was English morning self-study today.
Unexpectedly, when I went downstairs, I saw my brother watching TV on the sofa, taking a sip of coffee slowly.
"Didn't you just come back at noon?" I was shocked, a little frustrated.
"The work last night went smoother than I expected, and I came back earlier."
I calmly dropped my schoolbag, bit the bullet and changed my shoes.
A box of condoms fell out of the schoolbag.
My brother helped me pick up my schoolbag and picked up the condom by the way and took a look. Durex's four packs are now empty inside.
He laughed, and every time he laughed, I would be unlucky.
"Why are you going?" he asked me.
"Go to school." I was about to escape, but he was cut off in the corner.
He leaned against the mahogany ladder railing and clasped me in his arms. He cocked his head and pointed at the back of his neck. The strawberry I planted for him the night before became darker.
I'm just kidding, eldest brother won't be angry because of this.
The eldest brother began to pinch my neck again, took a cigarette out of his pocket, and lighted it.
Under the smog, his drooping eyelashes obscured his emotions. I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could hear his low voice approaching my ears, and the invisible pressure slowly approached.
"Didn't you tell me that you have to listen to something."
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