The two sat by the lake in the park until the sun went down before returning home. Ling Lang put the bath water in, took Feng Hao by the hand and carefully led him into the bathroom. When he tried to undress him again, he was stopped.
"I'll just do it myself," he said in his mouth, but there was no further movement in his hands. Obviously, the subtext was to avoid Ling Lang.
Ling Lang didn't understand why Feng Hao insisted on taking a bath by himself until now. If there were any flaws in his body that he didn't want to be seen, he could barely explain it, but during the filming, the flawless body of the other party had already been exposed, and the only reason could not be explained. .
"Let me help you," Ling Lang said, trying to unbutton his button again, but Feng Hao grabbed his hand.
"I said I could," he insisted.
Ling Lang was inexplicably a little emotional, "Your eyes can't see, what if you fall down?"
Feng Hao smiled, "You're thinking me too clumsily. During this period of time, I couldn't see with my eyes, and I gradually got used to using other senses. In fact, many things are not as difficult for blind people to do as healthy people imagine."
Ling Lang still disagreed, "What if the gauze gets wet with water, the doctor can't see the water."
"I will be careful."
"But I'm not at ease," Ling Lang's stubbornness came up, "I won't leave even if you drive me away, I want to help you take a shower."
Feng Hao lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, I won't drive you away."
He moved the hand that grabbed Ling Lang away, showing a gesture of acquiescence.
Ling Lang unbuttoned the buttons one by one, Feng Hao's excellent figure gradually revealed, his muscles were soft and firm, and noble like a sculpture by a medieval art master. .
Ling Lang wanted to help him take a bath like Feng Hao did, but found that he couldn't be so calm at all, his clothes were quickly splashed with water, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his skin.
He simply took off his clothes, got into the bathtub himself, and was slightly surprised when he saw Feng Hao's expression.
"Are you helping me take a bath, or taking the opportunity to sexually harass your master?" Feng Hao asked with a smile.
Ling Lang didn't answer, his hand swept across Feng Hao's firm skin inch by inch. Apart from filming, this was the first time he had touched the other person's body so realistically. He finally knew where he had been dissatisfied all along. This is called skin hunger.
At this moment, Ling Lang was eager to hug each other intimately, without any cloth barrier.
When he realized that he had such thoughts, he couldn't help hugging him, Feng Hao didn't push him away, he hugged him harder, the two naked and hot bodies were tightly intertwined, each other Friction, mutual ignition, from body to soul, there is no longer any gap.
Ling Lang took the initiative to kiss Feng Hao's mouth, and Feng Hao also kissed back. The two breathed staggeredly, their lips and tongues were entangled, each other's faces and facial features were hidden in the rising steam, only the senses between the lips and teeth were extremely clear.
The kiss was tender and lingering, and Ling Lang, who was not good at words, poured all of his emotions into this long kiss. After the kiss, the two of them, who had been in the water vapor environment, were a little unsteady in their breathing. .
Ling Lang looked at Feng Hao seriously, his eyes were so hot that Feng Hao could feel it through the layers of gauze. He raised his hand, stroked Ling Lang's face, and drew the other person's outline in his heart, even though the appearance was so familiar, he could imagine it even if he lost his facial features.
Feng Hao only felt that his hands were empty, Ling Lang seemed to bow his head, he only heard the sound of something entering the water, and then a soft organ pressed against his top.
Ling Lang squeezed his mouth tightly and sucked the master's genitals into his mouth little by little. Feng Hao only felt that the most sensitive parts of his body had entered a warm and tight environment, and a nimble little snake was stirring in the hole. As he swam, there was a thrill of trembling wherever he swam.
After about tens of seconds, Feng Hao's clone was suddenly released, and the warm water re-wrapped him from all directions, and at the same time, there was a violent sound of water coming out.
"You're crazy," Feng Hao rebuked him with some pity, "you're not afraid of being bored."
Ling Lang held his breath for nearly a minute, and was now greedily breathing the limited oxygen around him, "It is said that when people are on the verge of suffocation, the place becomes extremely tight." He took another deep breath. Breathing slowly became even, "Master, don't you want to give it a try?"
Feng Hao was silent for a while, "Since my accident, you have become extra active, I hope this is not out of sympathy for me."
"I also sympathize with the beggars and stray dogs on the roadside, but I wouldn't do such a thing to them," Ling Lang retorted, "On the contrary, after your accident, Master, you became very careful and gentle with me, which made me very Not used to it."
Feng Hao smiled, "Am I not gentle with you before?"
"Maybe in normal times, but at times like this, you've already pushed my head into the water."
Feng Hao was amused by him and laughed out loud, "So are you complaining that I was too strict with you in normal times, or too kind to you now?"
Before Ling Lang could answer, Feng Hao leaned back, "Alright then, whatever you want."
Ling Lang took a deep breath and plunged his head into the water again, imitating the way he did just now, instigating Feng Hao's top to suck the whole organ into his mouth, swinging his head up and down, and tightly shrinking his mouth to prevent the water from overflowing in. , and to prevent himself from being choked, this time he persisted for more than 40 seconds before letting go of the other party and surfaced again.
Ling Lang repeated the same process a dozen times, because the recovery time was short, and each time he persisted for a shorter time than the last time, he only felt that the oxygen was getting more and more insufficient, and his mind became groggy due to the long-term lack of oxygen. , there is an illusion that sex is in progress.
This time he dived into the water for the Nth time, this time he only took a breath at the surface, because from his experience, he knew that Feng Hao was coming. Stimulate the other person's sensitivities as much as possible.
Ling Lang couldn't hold his breath anymore, he was about to take another breath and make his last effort, but when he raised his head, a huge force pressed down on the back of his head, making him unable to move at all, and then he said The penis in it rhythmically moved and pumped quickly in his mouth.
Ling Lang only felt that the last trace of oxygen was slowly being drawn away from his body, bubbles rose from his cheeks, his mind betrayed him a little bit, the blood vessels in his brain began to swell, and his heart seemed to jump there, beating powerfully in his brain. The place where his heart was originally held was terrified by the emptiness.
He felt that he was going to die, and he began to struggle frantically, but he was no match for Feng Hao's strength. They all said that people who were dying could burst out with amazing strength. He didn't know where Feng Hao got so much strength. Control it. Could it be that he just thought he had exhausted his strength, but subconsciously he didn't fully resist
Ling Lang's limbs became weaker and weaker, and his movements became weaker and weaker. Just when he thought his soul was about to abandon him, the pressure on his head suddenly disappeared, and his instinct drove him to break free from the water, panting like a stream of water. fish.
"Are you still playing?" Feng Hao's voice from above his head became cold again.
Ling Lang lowered his head, and his whole body felt a sense of prostration after a false orgasm. He shook his head weakly, and immediately remembered that the other party couldn't see it, and added, "I'm not playing anymore."
Feng Hao's cold voice was mixed with an imperceptible smile, "Don't you still want me to experience the back of you when you are on the verge of suffocation?"
"I... if I didn't say it, okay?"
Feng Hao raised the corner of his mouth, "You have no jokes."
"The emperor has already abdicated," Ling Lang raised his head, and said "Oops", just now his movements were too big, and the gauze covering Feng Hao's eyes inevitably splashed with water.
Feng Hao certainly understood what he was referring to, "That's why I didn't let you bathe me."
Ling Lang was full of guilt, "I'll entangle you again."
Feng Hao nodded, "It just so happens that the water is dirty, so I can't wash it anymore."
Ling Lang blushed, he was a little thankful that Feng Hao didn't release it in his mouth, otherwise he would have choked to death if he didn't suffocate to death at that time, he coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, and reached out to help Feng Hao, "Quickly. Get out."
The gauze on Feng Hao's eyes was untied layer by layer and fell to the ground. After so many days, Ling Lang's nursing movements were very skilled, not inferior to professional nurses.
Soon Feng Hao's eyes were bandaged again. He reached out and touched it, "If I don't bring this one day, I guess I won't get used to it for a while."
"You'll be fine," Ling Lang said firmly.
Feng Hao also smiled, "I hope so."
Ling Lang helped Feng Hao onto the bed, and when he saw his lips, he remembered the kiss just now, the sweet feeling still haunts him, he couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed again.
He had to admit that Feng Hao's eyes could not see, but it gave him courage invisibly. If it was normal, he would never have such courage. With just one look, Feng Hao could make him tremble from the bottom of his heart, and even burn with lust. When Feng Hao's eyes were covered, the sense of oppression was much reduced, and kissing and hugging became easier.
Feng Hao's palm slid slowly over him, and finally inevitably came to a place where he had already raised his head because of desire, "My puppy is in heat again," Ling Lang admitted that the hug in the bathroom just now was an introduction, and the kiss was The catalyst, the suffocation experience also plays an important role.
"Do you want your master to help you relieve the fire?"
Ling Lang nodded reflexively, and then came to his senses, this time he simply expressed it in a more direct way, rubbing his lower body on Feng Hao's body.
"Go, get your collar."
Feng Hao was referring to the special collar that Ling Lang wore during sex, the stainless steel one with a bell. Since the first night, whenever Feng Hao entered his body, he would have to wear this collar for him. Usually, Feng Hao went to get it. It was the first time for Ling Lang to pick it up by himself.
The collar was handed to Feng Hao, he moved, and the bell on it jingled. I don't know if it had been listening for a long time when it was inserted, and a conditioned reflex occurred. As soon as Ling Lang heard this sound, the following automatically Secreted clear fluid.
The cold collar touched the hot skin, but Ling Lang felt uncomfortable one by one, because he knew that what awaited him would be a pleasant experience, and as expected, Feng Hao sat on the bedside motionless and gave him an order, " Sit up."
Ling Lang's expansion training has been completed, and only needs a little routine lubrication to smoothly penetrate the other's genitals. He sits on Feng Hao's legs with his legs apart, letting Feng Hao support his waist and move up and down a little bit. , this position made Feng Hao hold his head very deep, and every time Ling Lang sat down, a sense of pleasure spread from the depths of his body to his whole body.
Feng Hao let go of his hand, Ling Lang consciously continued, and the swing of his waist gradually increased with time.
"Why didn't you make a sound?" Feng Hao asked suddenly.
Ling Lang was stunned for a while, only then did he realize that he hadn't snorted from the beginning to the end, "Probably this position..." If he screamed, he would appear to be dissolute, so Ling Lang hid the second half of the sentence without saying a word.
Feng Hao touched his lips and rubbed, "I can't see your face anymore, at least let me hear your voice."
That sentence immediately made Ling Lang feel extremely ashamed.
"That's it, your next mobile phone number?"
"7."
"Just right," Feng Hao paused, "Have you ever played the game of number seven?"
Ling Lang shook his head and said, "No."
"The rule is very simple. When you count to a number that contains seven, or a multiple of seven, don't say it." Feng Hao clasped his waist again, "Come on, give it a try."
Ling Lang moved up and down following Feng Hao's movements again, and said in a low voice, "One, two, three, four, five, six..." Feng Hao slammed the top, and Ling Lang exclaimed, "Ah... "
"That's it," Feng Hao applauded, "come on your own later, don't stop."
Ling Lang continued to count, "Eleven, twelve, thirteen, ha, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."
"Seventeen can't be done, start counting from the beginning."
Ling Lang returned to the number one, and the movements of his crotch were light and heavy, shallow and deep as the number changed, counting and moaning alternately sounded, from time to time he was hit back to the original point due to mistakes, but he learned from the wrong experience, the next time always go longer...