Just like this, I train and farm every day, and my life is actually quite comfortable.
An army like the Northern Army that is self-sufficient and stationed in one place for a long time is quite well-fed, with vegetables, grain and a little meat. But if you want to eat something delicious, it is still according to Xue Ziqin's regulations. He goes out hunting during his rest time. Whoever hunts will eat it, so the aroma of roasted game will often be heard in the Northern Army.
In a blink of an eye, summer is here.
It was annoyingly hot to sleep on a haystack, and everyone slept in only their underclothes and covered nothing.
In fact, in this area of Qian, it is still a little cold at night, but there is a fire burning a section outside the tent, and naturally it will not cool down.
It was quiet at night, and Jiang didn't sleep well either. He closed his eyes tightly, and looked a little uncomfortable and moved a little, and his breathing was louder than usual. Wei Lin slept next to him, facing him, also falling asleep.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes still a little blurry.
In the dream just now, he was enjoying the pleasure of fish and water with a woman whose face could not be seen clearly, and his mind was full of nasty things.
It stands to reason that this military camp is full of healthy men, and Jiang is also, it is normal to have such a spring dream. But he seldom had such a moment, when he woke up from a dream, he was still reminiscing about the taste of intercourse, the stuff under his crotch made him uncomfortable, but he was already awake, and he could no longer fall asleep immediately, and continued to have sex with that woman. happy.
Perhaps because of his lust burning his mind, Jiang unconsciously reached out and stroked the hard objects on his upper and lower body. The tent was pitch-dark, and the four people beside him were sleeping soundly. Jiang also carefully took off some of his trousers, and the thing jumped out of it. As soon as he grasped it, it was as if he had fallen into evil. , he didn't care that Wei Lin was still sleeping next to him, and began to move up and down.
It's just self-blame, it's not a big deal, which man hasn't blasphemed himself? In his mind is the graceful body of the woman in the dream, and his hands move faster and faster, bringing out some subtle breaths.
After opening his eyes for a while, Jiang Ye's eyes had already adapted to the darkness in the tent. He was lying on his back, moving his lower body, always feeling a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know if it was because of the uneven stacking of the straw. He turned slightly to his side, trying to make himself more comfortable.
The footsteps of the patrolling soldiers outside the tent echoed in his ears from time to time.
Like this, there are people outside, and there are people beside him, but he is doing this filthy private business, which makes Jiang also have a subtle pleasure, but he is very afraid of being discovered, and wants to get out quickly. He inadvertently turned his head to the side. Originally, his eyes were half-closed, and the movements of his hands were much faster than before. He knew that he would leak out soon.
At this moment, with an unconscious glance, Jiang also saw Wei Lin's sleeping face.
Wei Lin happened to be sleeping on his side facing him, and his peaceful sleeping face was on display. At this moment, as if something was opened, the graceful woman in his mind disappeared without a trace, replaced by Wei Lin's eyes full of stars. The strange thoughts that he had suddenly had towards Wei Lin were dyed with a layer of lust in this situation. Even more crushing his sanity, he just wanted to quickly vent his long-repressed desires.
Wei Lin often held his palm inexplicably, that warm touch.
Wei Lin smiled and called him Zuo Ye'er affectionately.
Wei Lin felt numb when the tip of his tongue swept across his ear.
There are also soft lips that inadvertently touch.
"Also."
Wei Lin's voice emerged in his mind, with countless physical contacts.
He had never thought about these problems before, and although he was shy about it, he never felt distressed.
In the surging lust, these have become factors that make him more emotional.
His thoughts were chaotic, but in the end, he was faithful to his eyes and only saw Wei Lin's face.
Jiang also bit his lower lip and tried desperately to restrain his more and more rapid breathing, and his hands were going up and down extremely fast. There was a flash of fire in his mind, and the uncontrollable pleasure made him unable to control himself. Finally, the Jingguan opened, and the thing in his hand jumped a few times, and released one after another.
... actually sticking to Wei Lin's waist.
Jiang also let go of his hand and took a deep breath. The exhaustion after the thrill made him not want to move. His mind suddenly became clear, he seemed to have thought about Wei Lin's blasphemy just now. Knowing this key point clearly, Jiang also felt a sense of shame and did not dare to turn his head to look at Wei Lin's face again, as if just one more look would reveal the secret of the night.
But he accidentally put it on Wei Lin's lining just now, which is still a sensitive part of the lower abdomen.
Jiang also wanted to die. Why didn't he lie down on his side instead of facing Wei Lin... This question passed in a flash, and he didn't dare to go into it, for fear that he would get a result he didn't dare to think about.
After recovering, Jiang also reached out and groped for a while in the pile of clothes. He found his sweat towel and grabbed it. He carefully propped up his upper body and took the sweat towel to Wei Lin's waist, trying to wipe away the traces little by little. If Wei Lin found out about this, he would definitely be laughed at to death.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's movements became lighter.
Fortunately, there are not many, most of them are on his own hands.
After wiping back and forth dozens of times, Jiang also reached out to touch the place, there was no obvious residue left, only a little wet feeling after the cloth was wet, he threw the sweat towel back in peace, reminding himself secretly
Remember to wash it off tomorrow.
Wei Lin was already awake.
He started walking the rivers and lakes very early, because he slept very lightly and would wake up with a little noise. Even Jia Da's snoring took a lot of effort to get used to, otherwise in this military camp, with his light sleep, he might not be able to sleep at night.
When Jiang also turned over and his breathing became significantly heavier, he had already woken up. It's just that Wei Lin immediately understood what Jiang was doing, so he didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he could only pretend to be asleep. But Jiang Ye's gasping breath was close at hand. He was also a normal man, and he hadn't vented for a long time, so how could he be indifferent. As Jiang also let out a few louder breathing sounds, his heart finally fell to the ground, otherwise he really didn't know how long he could endure it.
But the good times were only for a moment, and the wetness on his waist made him realize that Jiang also seemed to have gotten it on himself.
This matter is full of lust from the beginning, whether it's Jiang Ye's panting or the thing stuck on his waist, whichever one is enough to provoke his lust.
Then Jiang also took something and wiped it around his waist. The movement was extremely gentle, but the gentler it was, the more it made his lower abdomen itch, and even some desires rose steadily, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at his sanity.
Then the brother in the lower body is uncontrollably hard.
Jiang also packed up and lay down beside him, the two of them separated by a tiny distance. Yue Mojiang was also very tired after venting, and after a while, he calmed down and seemed to fall asleep. This is very embarrassing. He accidentally teased Wei Lin into lust, but fell asleep by himself.
Wei Lin was so hard that he couldn't bear the thought of wanting like this, just like Jiang Ye just now, he reached out and touched the hard object, trying to ease it. Across the trousers, even if his hand felt it was not enough... He wanted Jiang to help him too.
Once this thought appeared, it could never be dismissed.
Wei Lin quietly leaned closer to Jiang Ye. Jiang Ye didn't react at all, he seemed to be really asleep. He gently pulled Jiang Ye's hand, and then straightened his waist again, trying to put the thing from his lower body into Jiang Ye's hand. The trousers were pulled down a little, and the thick and long meat blade was exposed in the air, slowly advancing until it touched Jiang Ye's hand.
God, no, he can't take it.
If Wei Lin was teased so that a small flame was burning in his heart at first, then this touch made it instantly become a raging fire, which burned him unbearably.
Reason and desire are quarreling, and they are arguing.
If he did something out of the ordinary at this time, maybe the friendship with Jiang Ye would be ruined like this.
But if he doesn't do anything, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep tonight, and he will die from the feeling of being unable to go up or down.
Wei Lin thought about it, pulled up his trousers and put them on again, laying down beside Jiang Ye, deliberately keeping some distance apart, at least not to have any physical contact. He forced himself to calm down and think about something else, so that the brothers below could go to bed quickly and not get up and shout, but the more he thought about it, the more his mind became Jiang Ye's voice and smile.
Jiang also looks very good-looking, different from Xue Ziqin's female-oriented eyebrows, and completely different from himself. He looks serious, handsome and a little delicate, and when he looks at it, he really wants to make people... cry for him.
He couldn't resist the idea that came naturally in his mind.
Next, what he imagined was presented in his mind, the scene of Jiang also being crushed under him. And the person above can only be him.
It was probably too tired during the day. Although Wei Lin couldn't control his lust at all, and his lower brother never went down since he was hard, he still thought about it and fell asleep.
Because of this, Wei Lin dreamed of Jiang Ye.
He dreamed that Jiang was also enjoying himself under him; dreamed that Jiang was also shy and dyed his cheeks when he was emotional; dreamed of the touch when his lips and teeth were entangled.
When the bugle rang in the morning, everyone in the tent woke up. After being together for so long, everyone was too lazy to say hello in the morning, and everyone started to put on clothes and trousers hazy.
Jiang also woke up and completely forgot what happened last night. Like Jia Da Jia Er and the others, he moved very fast, fearing that he would be punished for being late for training.
Only Wei Lin looked a little unnatural. He got up slowly, with an indescribably embarrassed expression on his face. Jiang also glanced at him and asked casually, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Wei Lin was a little flustered and didn't dare to say more: "Hmm... um."
"Do you want to rest?" Jia Da asked.
Wei Lin shook his head: "It's okay..."
How dare he tell them, the sound of the bugle wakes him up from the boundless spring dream, the protagonist in the dream is by his side, such an unspeakable sense of shame. What's even more embarrassing is that his crotch was wet, and in addition to the dream last night, what happened is self-evident.
But he couldn't wash his trousers, so Wei Lin could only put on his clothes and trousers first, and followed them out of the camp with a strong sense of discomfort.
Jiang also saw that he looked very strange, and suddenly remembered what happened last night... Did Wei Lin know? He didn't dare to talk to Wei Lin at will, for fear that the other party was acting so weird after knowing what happened last night.
Wei Lin was even more afraid to look directly at Jiang Ye's face.
If Jiang also knew that he regarded himself as a brother, but he wanted to fall in love with him, he should have been hacked to death.