"… "
Fang Yu looked at him, but neither agreed nor disagreed.
Yang Lei licked his lips in the dark, and after waiting for a while, he assumed that Fang Yu had agreed, and slowly extended his hand to cover the mass under Fang Yu.
Fang Yu was silent, but did not push Yang Lei's hand away.
Yang Lei covered it, but didn't dare to move. He was afraid Fang Yu would resist and throw him away.
The brief pause made Yang Lei's heart beat like a drum. Seeing Fang Yu did not resist, Yang Lei's hand began to move.
Across his trousers, he slowly rubbed the plump mass, and carefully traced the shape of the dormant tiger with his fingers, feeling that the contents of the trousers gradually swelled in his hands, and slowly raised his head, muster.
Yang Lei's mouth was dry, and his bottom was lifted up. He increased his breathing, and saw Fang Yu, who had been silent, his chest heaving.
The unfamiliar chaotic impulse and the instinct of physical pleasure made these two energetic young men choose to acquiesce to this absurdity.
Yang Lei gently pulled out Fang Yu's vest, and with some eagerness and restraint, he reached in and stroked Fang Yu's body.
"...What are you doing?" Fang Yu finally said.
Yang Lei withdrew his hand and moved to the tent that had been put up under the house, hoarsely: "You're old... Let it go for you."
Yang Lei took out Fang Yu's bosom from Fang Yu's underwear, which trembled in his palm as if it had its own life. Yang Lei's fingers rubbed over the top and rubbed repeatedly, Fang Yu's breathing suddenly became heavier.
Yang Lei raised his head and glanced, seeing Fang Yu's eyes in the dark.
It was a look that was both strange and contradictory, rational and confused. Fang Yu obviously chose the latter between the inner conflict and the physical pleasure, and he never stopped.
Yang Lei's sweat had soaked his vest, and he saw Fang Yu was also sweating.
It was too hot this night. The two men in this bed, also in the tropics of desire, were carried away by the heat.
Yang Lei took off his wet vest, threw it under the bed, reached out and grabbed Fang Yu's vest, also pulled it off, and threw it away.
Yang Lei, who was naked and only wearing underwear, did not hesitate, turned over and sat on Fang Yu's lap, and couldn't wait to pull himself out, rubbing tightly against Fang Yu's. With his naked upper body pressed against Fang Yu's equally naked chest, Yang Lei put one arm around Fang Yu's back and hugged him, and with the other hand, he wrapped the two equally quivering giant boobs tightly together and started to rub. .
This time, he was bolder, wilder, and more familiar than the last time. Fang Yu, who had been brought to pleasure by Yang Lei without hesitation, seemed to have compromised in front of his physiological impulses. In pursuit of more exciting friction, Fang Yu stretched out his hand. He buckled Yang Lei's back, making the two bodies fit tighter and increasing friction.
The night penetrated into the window, and a narrow wire bed was chaotic and absurd. Two young men in only underwear hugged each other tightly, rubbing against each other and swaying their lower bodies, venting the impatience and frenzy of youth.
Yang Lei tried his best to restrain his urge to kiss Fang Yu. Seeing Fang Yu's sexy expression with closed eyes and frowning, he pulled Fang Yu's hand to the sturdy stem that the two were rubbing.
Fang Yu was still a little resisted and wanted to throw his hand away, but Yang Lei grabbed it a little overbearingly and pressed it on.
Soon, Fang Yu was also delirious and began to jerk vigorously.
"… Oh!"
Yang Lei couldn't take it anymore and groaned. He let go of his hand and fully felt the pleasure of being caressed and rubbed by Fang Yu. The stimulation of Fang Yu's slender and powerful fingers stroking him on top of him gave Yang Lei a strong impact, which was even stronger than when he was real with his girlfriend before. Yang Lei was more excited than entering and exiting a woman's body. The pleasure was not only physical, but also psychological.
Yang Lei opened his hands and hugged Fang Yu tightly, indulging in Fang Yu's eager and rude movements. Hearing Fang Yu's heavy breathing that gradually got out of control, Yang Lei was almost on the verge of eruption.
When the impulse was about to reach its peak, the stroking and friction were a little crazy, and Fang Yu lost control. He hugged Yang Lei abruptly and turned over, pushing Yang Lei's back against the hard bed back. With the support of the bed back, Fang Yu slammed into him violently, placing his thick and stiff avatar on Yang Lei's solid lower abdomen. Hit hard, squeezed, rubbed, and brought the two of them to gasp violently... At the moment of climax, Fang Yu pushed forward tightly, and two majestic erections squeezed between their abdomens, erupting at the same time...
After they were done, the two of them simply cleaned up, then sat on the head of the bed without speaking.
Fang Yu lit a cigarette and smoked silently.
Yang Lei was still immersed in the storm just now. It was the most exciting and exhilarating sex he had ever experienced. Especially Fang Yu's impulsive initiative made him dazzled.
Yang Lei raised his body, took the cigarette from Fang Yu's mouth, put it in his own mouth and sucked it.
After a moment of silence, Yang Lei heard Fang Yu's voice, which was a little heavy.
"...I just passed."
Fang Yu didn't know whether to tell Yang Lei or himself. As passion cools, there is reason.
"It's nothing. That's what's exciting." Yang Lei seemed to be indifferent, smoking a cigarette.
Fang Yu glanced at Yang Lei and couldn't help it:
"...you really don't care?"
"Are you comfortable? It's comfortable. I'm comfortable too. This is just a game, just feel comfortable." Yang Lei didn't want Fang Yu to think too much. The more Fang Yu thought about it, the less he would do this to him. Only Fang Yu will continue with him when this is just a joke.
Fang Yu stopped talking. Yang Lei squinted his eyes and smoked the cigarette butt Fang Yu had smoked.
"Are you saying it's normal for us?"
After a long time, Fang Yu asked.
"Why is it abnormal? I think it's normal." Yang Lei took out the butt of his cigarette and pressed it into the ashtray on the bedside table. He turned his head to look at Fang Yu.
"Are we the toughest?"
"Yes." Fang Yu did not hesitate.
"Is that the man?"
"nonsense!"
"You dare to play if you are a man! Don't be like a bitch!" Yang Lei said.
"Hold!… "
Fang Yu laughed and scolded, it seemed to relax...
Yang Lei looked at him and smiled too, happily, with a complicated…