Have you ever trusted a person so much that you can give him everything you have without reservation
He knows everything about you, including those hidden secrets and unspoken pasts.
He is your beacon when you are confused, your fishing fire when you are lonely, your shield when you are afraid, and your sword when you are reckless.
He is like a sea of stars, making you ups and downs, and making you surrender.
The night is quiet and the stars are bright. Outside the white gauze curtains gently blown by the wind, is the beach gently caressed by the waves. There are two empty goblets on the wine cabinet by the floor-to-ceiling window, and there is still a faint background of red wine on the clear glass wall.
On the huge European-style round bed, a naked man opened his body into a large letter. Looking closely, his hands and feet were fixed by leather slings at the four feet of the bed. The body was covered with bright red marks, which were marks from being beaten by slender things, and blood beads had even oozing out in some places, which looked alluring and bewitching on his fair skin. It was a young face, and the tall nose bridge outlined the contours of the face more line. At this moment, he was closing his eyes and gasping for breath, his red-scarred chest heaving violently.
A pair of hands moved around him, vigorously stroking and kneading to make all the eroticism manifest. The bound person has no ability to resist at all, and can only let the hands touch any part of his body. He opened his eyes when the hand moved to his lower body.
"Enough." His voice was a little cold, like his inky eyes, without the slightest tinge of lust. The man who was playing with his body was startled and asked, "Are you going to stop?" He looked at the ceiling blankly and said, "Your level is not enough to excite me, I don't want to continue wasting time."
Such words obviously hurt the man's nerves. He turned over and got out of bed with a gloomy face, untied the knot tied to the foot of the bed, then took off the black horse whip hanging from his wrist and put it on the bedside table. Some people sneered and dropped a sentence: "Is my level insufficient, or is Xu Shao's excitement too low?"
Xu Ye, who was still lying still in big letters, frowned, and closed his eyes a little wearily.
That's right.
It's his problem.
His sexual rejection of the opposite sex came from several sexual incidents he encountered when he was young. At that time, he was still young, and the marriage between his father Xu Ting and his mother Zhou Jia was already in name only, but the two who got married because of the family business were very indifferent when they got along. Zhou Jia likes to travel and spends much longer time out than staying at home. Xu Ting often took time to bring different women home. Eight-year-old Xu Ye stood downstairs for the first time and watched his father press the woman against the window, turning the clouds into the rain. Later, the same kind of physical collision that had no aesthetic sense made him feel sick to his stomach.
As he grew up, he discovered that he had no desire for women. He has had girlfriends, and he has tried to break through this mental shackle more than once. He has tried psychiatrists, drugs and other methods, but he has failed repeatedly. Facing all kinds of women, he even has difficulty getting an erection. .
It was a rich second-generation Liu surnamed who brought him into the same-sex circle. At that time, Xu Ting's catering business had already achieved a great deal, and his net worth had skyrocketed. Xu Ye, a sophomore, also began to join the vanity fair of these rich and young people to enjoy the money. These sons and brothers have a lot of ways to play, some of them can't accept it at all, and they don't participate. Liu Jing is one of them who has come out openly. He is an attacker and is often surrounded by some beautiful men. After getting acquainted with him, he saw that Xu Ye had no interest in women, so he simply tempted him to try a man, and generously packed the boy with long eyelashes beside him for the night.
That night, the other party's initiative made Xu Ye feel a different kind of stimulation for the first time. He tossed and tossed all night, and almost didn't collapse the long-lashed boy. When he sent the person to Liu Jing the next day, he blushed and apologized again and again. Liu Jing laughed and patted his shoulder and said don't be so violent next time. After that, I often called him to play together.
But soon, Xu Ye found that his desire was waning. He even gradually lost interest in men. At that time, he had graduated from college and joined Xu Ting's company, starting from a novice and gradually taking on important responsibilities.
What really changed him was a video on someone's phone at a party. The lawless young master tied a subordinate who had offended him with a rope, beat him with a whip, and took a video to show it off.
Strong ropes, fragile flesh. Bright red welts, whimpering necks.
Xu Ye's face flushed red as he sat on the spot, looking at the man in the phone who was blindfolded, and a certain part of the table that was sleeping between his legs suddenly stiffened uncontrollably. That night, he lay in bed and couldn't sleep at all, imagining that he was tied up. He takes pleasure in such fantasies and releases them exhausted.
He began to actively contact SM, and then when he found that the means he was craving became more and more intense, and he became more and more dependent on pain for pleasure, he began to collapse. He felt like a monster, a pervert, a disgusting guy who needed to be abused to get rid of. He began to hate himself like this, but he continued to rely on this feeling, unable to stop, like taking medicine.
At this moment, Xu Ye is not only tired, but also mentally. The man who left just now is called Camel, which is of course not his real name, just his nickname in the gay circle. The relationship between Xu Ye and him lasted for almost half a year. His methods were good. At first, he could satisfy Xu Ye, but then gradually lost his effectiveness, which made him very helpless. He has begun to gradually become numb to the pain, unable to get the pleasure he wants. He was worried that if this continued, he would really become an impotent.
He needs a life-saver.