On the way home that day, Lang Feng was very silent.
It was Zhou Qichen who entered the door first, and Lang Feng came in after him, closing the door behind him. After that, it was pitch black. Zhou Qichen had just put down the gift bag, and his hands were busy, so he didn't have time to turn on the light in the entrance. He was still groping in the dark to find the light source, and then, in the brief darkness, Zhou Qichen was pulled against the wall by a huge force.
Lang Feng found his face in the darkness, grabbed his cheeks with both hands, and kissed him closely. At first, it was gentle, but then Lang Feng started to take off his clothes, leaving most of his body exposed. Lang Feng's kiss turned into biting and entanglement, so strong and overbearing that it seemed like a different person.
Zhou Qichen was distracted by him, and he was almost short of breath. In a dark environment, under oxygen-deficient conditions, fighting spatial disorientation and keeping a clear mind are the basic skills of fighter pilots. Zhou Qichen dared to say that if he couldn't do it, no one could. But what was pressing him now was not the thin air pressure or the low visibility at night, but the person he held in his heart. Lang Feng's initial posture seemed to be to fight him, but Zhou Qichen had already raised the white flag and was willing to give him everything.
No need to ask or say, it was just a thunderbolt. He could still handle the logical Lang Feng, but he had never seen Lang Feng lose control before, and today was the first time.
It was a familiar scene, except this time it was Lang Feng who took off Zhou Qichen's coat, then his T-shirt, and finally his pants, and then he was fucked, and Lang Feng was pressing against him from behind, panting. The preparations were hasty, and half a bottle of lubricant was poured out, all over his waist, buttocks, and buttocks. Lang Feng pressed his shoulders with one hand to prevent him from moving at all, and with the other hand, two fingers went in, and they went in two knuckles at once, and even Zhou Qichen couldn't hold back a sound.
Lang Feng had never been so rough with him before. In the past, he would make sure that the other party was also satisfied during foreplay, even if it was very hard, he would endure it. Now it was completely different. Zhou Qichen even thought that if lubrication was hard to find, he would just go straight to him. This thought actually made him feel a little scared, but Lang Feng's breath surrounded him, making him feel very secure.
When Lang Feng pushed in, his anus was still raw and painful, and his penis, which had been hard at the beginning, softened. He held back and said nothing at first, but when Lang Feng inserted it deep inside, he couldn't help it and said the first sentence to him, "Slow down".
Lang Feng paused for about two or three seconds. Just as he was about to straighten his back to relax, Lang Feng's palm pressed down again. He probably realized that this sex was too hasty, so he said sorry, but the thing behind him was still as hard as a branding iron. Then he started to move, without reservation, and each time he thrust in with full force. Zhou Qichen had not spoken since the first time. He concentrated on relaxing himself and adapting to Lang Feng's attack. There was a foreign body sensation. The blocked passage was carelessly taken care of by the cold lubricant and then split open, but Lang Feng did not reduce his strength. He gritted his teeth and adapted for a few minutes before he found the feeling. He just had to relax. The harder he tried, the more painful it was. Although Zhou Qichen was unwilling to admit it, he got used to it after being fucked by Lang Feng a few times. After getting used to it, it only took a moment from pain to pleasure. His strength was just right, and it was more pleasurable than the usual foreplay that was neither painful nor itchy.