Qin Shaocheng pinched his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Get down for me."
Jiang Yishan saw the hesitation and resistance in Qin Shaocheng's eyes, and he repeated his tricks to untie Qin Shaocheng's pajama pants. Jiang Yishan felt that Qin Shaocheng was hard, he thought that Qin Shaocheng must not want to see him, but his body still reacted, so he took the initiative. He pulled down the waistband of his pajama pants and lowered his head to lick his erection.
It was too hot, Qin Shaocheng clenched his fist tightly when he was sucked by the other party, he watched Jiang Yishan's spine protrude when he bowed his waist, his skin was extremely white, and the muscles he trained for his image were only a thin layer . He's thinner and still sick, and there's a sickly beauty to this scene.
I want to ravage such a fragile him, but I also want to hold him in my arms and love him dearly.
The scalding tongue began to lick, and the reason in Qin Shaocheng's head was about to disappear. On the verge of losing control, he pushed Jiang Yishan's shoulder away.
"Are you uncomfortable? Did I bite you again?" Jiang Yishan stretched out his tongue to lick the horse's eye on the top of the penis, and the tip of his tongue drilled into the fine hole.
At this moment Qin Shaocheng felt that he was so hard that he was about to cum.
He panted heavily, annoyed that he was easily aroused by the other party, and angrily pulled Jiang Yishan's arm and pulled him away.
Jiang Yishan didn't give up, he was still instigating: "Shaocheng, I will learn... I only use my tongue this time..."
Immediately recalled the pornographic picture of the red tongue licking the penis just now in my mind. Qin Shaocheng's anger and desire accumulated to the point of explosion. He pulled Jiang Yishan over his legs and pulled them to his legs. On the white rump.
He was very strong, and a palm print soon appeared on his round buttocks.
"!" Jiang Yishan was stunned by the sudden slap.
"Snapped!"
Another slap.
Only then did Jiang Yishan come to his senses, feeling ashamed and afraid: "Shaocheng..."
Red palm prints were printed on the white soft flesh, and the buttocks swayed back and forth due to the slapping, the desire in Qin Shaocheng's eyes was terribly deep. There was a way to vent the emotions that had turned from embarrassment before, and he raised his left hand again to hit it.
It's heavier this time. The sound of flesh slapping was crisp and loud.
Jiang Yishan's shoulder shrank with pain: "I was wrong, stop hitting—ah!"
The slapping did not stop begging for mercy, but instead became heavier and more intensive. Jiang Yishan only heard the slapping sound coming from behind him, he couldn't see Qin Shaocheng's expression, he was immobilized and couldn't move, he could only bear the pain and was spanked. Qin Shaocheng was hit too hard, and soon he couldn't bear it anymore and twisted: "It hurts, I was wrong!"
Qin Shaocheng pressed his hands behind his back even tighter, and the smooth buttocks in his hands became red, swollen and hot. He stared at the two peach-like buttocks that were beaten, and stroked the tip of the upper buttocks with his palms. .
Qin Shaocheng suppressed his bad thoughts and pretended to be cold: "Are you still making trouble?"
Tears flowed out of pain on Jiang Yishan's eyelashes: "I was wrong, stop making trouble..."
Qin Shaocheng was a little bit reluctant to part with this red butt that was swollen by himself. He opened his five fingers on the trembling buttocks, pressed down lightly, and the soft pink buttocks were stuck between his fingers, and the touch was excellent.
He confiscated one of them, grabbed his buttocks and rubbed them a few times.
After Jiang Yishan's butt was slapped, the skin became extremely hot. Now that he is being rubbed with desire, his body heat also rises. His lower body also raised his head because of the caress, and under desire, Jiang Yishan lay on Qin Shaosheng's lap and rubbed it inexplicably: "Shaosheng..."
The penis was rubbed again and Qin Shaocheng, who realized what he had done, felt remorse on his face. He hit his elastic buttocks again, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You just don't behave well."
He didn't hold back the slightest bit of hand strength, Jiang Yishan only cared about the pain and didn't hear the desire hidden in his tone.
The slapping became faster, and the pain from the previous slapping did not subside. The next slapping came again. It was useless for Jiang Yishan to cry and struggle, Qin Shaocheng was determined to beat his ass off. The buttocks were so painful and numb from the continuous slaps that it didn't belong to him anymore, Jiang Yishan begged for mercy with sobs.
During the struggle, Qin Shaocheng patted the scrotum hanging between Jiang Yishan's legs with his palm, Jiang Yishan let out a weak cry, his legs were trembling slightly, Qin Shaocheng saw that his toes were curled up.
Qin Shaocheng didn't speak, and took another shot from a different angle.
"Don't, stop hitting!" Jiang Yishan struggled and twisted, and Qin Shaocheng used all his strength to hold down the struggling him. Jiang Yishan didn't pay attention to Qin Shaocheng's penis that was almost as hard as red iron several times during the movement, and just dodged the slapping that made his scalp numb with fear.
Shame, pain and pleasure, mixed together.
Jiang Yishan, who tried his best and failed to escape, was covered in sweat, and his scrotum was continuously slapped, feeling both painful and refreshing. The erect penis touched Qin Shaocheng's leg, and the other party's pajama pants were wetted by prostatic fluid flowing out. He just wanted to twist his buttocks to move away a little, but the cloth brushed against the top of the glans, and Qin Shaocheng's new slap happened to fall down again. Stimulated back and forth, Jiang Yishan screamed and shot on Qin Shaocheng's leg.
Qin Shaocheng stared at the trembling buttocks, and stopped patting.
His own ugly desires are exposed to the other party's eyes without reservation, and he shoots just by slapping. Jiang Yishan cried out emotionally, and he was afraid that the crying would anger Qin Shaocheng, so he didn't dare to turn his head, biting the quilt and sobbing softly, the butterfly bones on his shoulders trembled slightly.
The only sound in the room was Jiang Yishan's suppressed crying.
Qin Shaocheng's Adam's apple rolled, he let go of Jiang Yishan's hands and feet, and said in a deep voice, "Get down."
Jiang Yishan wiped away his tears, and when he got up and saw the semen on Qin Shaocheng's pants, his shame reached the extreme, and his butt hurt so badly that he dared not touch it. He knelt on the sofa bed and looked at Qin Shaocheng red-eyed.
"Go to the room, I don't want to see you."
Except for the time he broke up, the second time he heard Qin Shaocheng tell him to fuck off was after he was beaten. He originally thought that he could be hugged even if he was beaten, but Qin Shaocheng's dark face smashed into pieces.
He hung his head in his pajamas and walked to the bedroom.
In fact, his fever hasn't subsided yet, and he still feels very uncomfortable. Now his buttocks have also been spanked, and he cums shamelessly on Qin Shaocheng. No hugs afterward, no tender comfort, nothing. The pain in his butt was so painful that he couldn't turn over to sleep, lying on the bed, Jiang Yishan buried his face in the pillow before he dared to cry.
He thought he knew he was wrong, and tried his best to please the other party, why couldn't he bring about a little change
in the living room. Qin Shaocheng leaned on the sofa bed and sat for a long time before calming down the desire in his body.
He glanced at the time on his phone, and his first reaction was whether Jiang Yishan had taken antipyretics after eating. After he went to the bathroom irritably and washed his face with cold water, he thought of Jiang Yishan's pitiful appearance just now.
He threw the towel into the sink and rubbed it casually before hanging it on the wall. He dug out the bruise spray from the cabinet in the living room, and pushed open the half-hidden door of the bedroom.
The bedside lamp was on, and Jiang Yishan seemed to be asleep lying on the bed. Qin Shaocheng walked over and saw the unpacked medicine on the bedside table. This medicine has a sleep-promoting effect. Jiang Yishan used to have a fever and take this medicine to sleep for a whole day.
Qin Shaocheng lifted the quilt, sprayed the medicine on the palm of his hand and rubbed it to warm it up before rubbing Jiang Yishan's two red buttocks. Jiang Yishan flinched in pain in his sleep, and hummed softly. Qin Shaocheng moved a little lighter. Apply the medicine, cover the quilt and turn off the bedside lamp. In the dark, he heard Jiang Yishan whisper softly: "Hug..."
Qin Shaocheng turned and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door of the room.