A Straight Guy’s Nightmare

"Hey, oh ..." The heat in the room hasn't diminished. Su Ming held Xia Chuan, so that he could only sit on his **** and follow the rhythm of the lower body. The sound of lascivious water rubbing in the privacy was getting louder, but did not cover up the clear opening sound.

Xia Chuan was shocked, and looked at the door with horror--

Xia's mother and Xia's mother stood outside the door, apparently seeing the situation in the room clearly. They weren't half surprised, but showed a clear expression. Xia Xi squeezed out from behind them, applauding with a smile. The music of the wedding march rang out in my ears. I do n’t know when the background will change from the bedroom to the auditorium with the hi word. Standing next to him is Su Ming, who has a phoenix and a phoenix, and a delicate joint hand stretches out under the exquisite robe, holding it with Xiachuan's hand.

"Where is the heaven and earth--"

The witness's grotesque chanting awakened Xia Chuan from the dullness. He strove to break away from Su Ming's hand and shouted, "I don't want to marry a man!"

Su Ming's bow just halved, and when he heard this, his whole body froze, and he turned his head calmly.

Through a thick red hijab, Xia Chuanming could not see his expression, but felt Su Ming very sad. That sour mood suddenly shaken Xia Chuan, making him a little overwhelmed with guilt. After hesitating for a long time, he said to Su Ming, "That's not necessarily impossible ..." As soon as he said it, he regretted it, but Su Ming couldn't tolerate his words. The slender hand held the back of Xia Chuan to strengthen His strength pressed his head along with his entire upper body, which is regarded as worshiping the heavens and the earth ...

Xia Chuan's mind was suddenly awakened, and the sunlight outside the window shook his eyes.

Have nightmares again! He wondered.

No, the series of things that happened during this time is already the most horrible nightmare he has ever experienced in his life.

"Sleeping well?" A low male voice came from the side, looming laziness after the desire was satisfied.

Xia Chuan raised his eyes and saw that Su Ming had cleaned up and stood beside the bed. Although his body was cleaned up, his body was full of soreness and tiredness. The culprit was undoubtedly the person beside him.

Unwilling to show his physical weakness, Xia Chuan stubbornly supported the mattress and sat up, only to find that his voice was dumb: "OK. What time is it now?"

Su Ming handed a glass of water to his throat: "It's almost eleven. How does it feel, is it too tired?"

Some people do n’t feel bad about carrying tea and water. Xia Chuan raised his head and drank the water, and returned the cup to Su Ming. By the way, he had a big white eye: "Little Master ’s physical strength is very good! First worry about whether you need it yourself Eat kidney treasure. "After speaking, I felt that my words were not right, as if the bed relationship between the two had been defaulted, and I hurriedly wanted to change my mouth.

Su Ming spoke in a timely manner and intercepted his words: "I will eat it if I need it later."

"Eat a ghost!" He looked up in anger, hitting Su Ming's playful eyes.

Those eyes were very deep, and with a flashing smile, the pupils seemed to swim past a dreamy school of fish.

The air conditioner was on in the room, but Xia Chuan's face was flushed, and he felt that the atmosphere was too wrong. The harmony between the brothers is not the taste. Now the air between the two is extremely ambiguous and vague. Even when he was with his ex-girlfriend, he didn't feel embarrassed. In order to conceal his embarrassment, he deliberately said in a rough voice, "Let me go! I'm going to the toilet!" As a result, just as one foot stepped off the edge of the bed, the shameful soreness between his legs affected the nerve, and he hurt With a grin, he lost his focus and fell to the floor.

Su Ming's eyes quickly caught him, and he took the whole slender body into his arms. Xia Chuan's hot face rested on Su Ming's neck, so close that he could hear the pulse of a beating pulse. Separated by a thin layer of pajamas, the other party's well-balanced and smooth texture and vitality underneath the muscles are passed on without any leakage.

"Can you go alone?"

Now I can feel the vibration of the chest when I speak.

"You--you stay away from me!" Xia Chuan pushed him away and stood up beside the bed, forbearing the trembling of his thighs.

He is a straight man who is straighter than Dinghaishen needle! How could you beat your heart to a blushing face?

Isn't it just that your face looks good? There are more beautiful girls!

Xia Chuan began to desperately remember the goddesses who had been deleted from the hard disk.

Su Ming saw that his standing posture was unnatural, and sighed softly, and found a salve from the bedside table: "Fortunately, I went out to buy this in the morning." He pointed to the bed and motioned to Xiachuan to lie down.

Realizing that the other party wanted to apply ointment there, Xiachuan resisted, "I use it myself."

His side waist was quickly tied tightly, and Su Ming pressed him to the bed indiscriminately. The exhaled breath almost burned his auricles: "It is not convenient for you to take the medicine yourself." Then he put his pajamas and boxer briefs on. Take off together.

The flower hole that was entered only recently showed a ripe and bright red color. Due to excessive use, the petals that had been manipulated slightly swelled together with the flesh pedicle in front, and the tired male was slumped lazily.

"Fuck, don't look at it." Xia Chuan uneasily moved his leg, trying to cover his lower body with the corner of his shirt. With a fiery gaze in his eyes, he felt that there was heating again ...

Sure enough, a stream of hot liquid slowly poured out of Hongyan's hole. Su Ming stared at the beauty in front of him almost greedily. He stretched out a finger and touched the acupoint, then quickly moved away, and pulled out a crystalline silver wire with his fingertips.

"Does it hurt?" His voice became very hoarse.

It doesn't hurt, but it's itchy ... In this case, Natsukawa is absolutely inexpressible. He rubbed his hair anxiously, snatched the ointment from Su Ming's hand, unscrewed the lid and prepared himself. Su Ming first dipped the ointment from the nozzle with a finger, and tentatively applied it to the red petals.

The transparent oily paste melted in the sensitive zone, and it looked indistinguishable from Sao Shui. A cool sensation came from the smeared area, which relieved the persistent hot feeling. Xia Chuan sighed comfortably, and the finger suddenly slammed in.

"Oh!" The feeling of being suddenly invaded by foreign objects is not very good, but in addition to discomfort, there are other feelings.

Hearing Xia Chuan's voice, Su Ming took some effort, and his fingers covered with the ointment massaged the surrounding rhythmically. The fingertips are considered to be very soft skin, but Su Ming can still feel the incredible smoothness of the inner wall from his fingertips.

His tone admired a little: "Xiachuan, you are so tender inside ..."

"Shut up!" Xia Chuan was immersed in the feelings of shame almost since he was awake. When he heard the compliment from the other side in this way, the heat of his head soared to the extreme.

At this moment, the fingers were gently pulled out, which caused scalp tingling friction with the acupoint. After dipping more ointment, the fingers separated the petals and penetrated into them again, making the already wet flower hole more muddy and making **** water sound during the pumping. Even if you try to ignore it, you can still feel that the frequency of finger **** is deliberately imitating sexual intercourse, and even bend your knuckles to dig the wall with neat nails ...

"Uh ... stop!"

The action not only did not stop, but instead held up two fingers, and twiddled into the soft flower hole to make the interior fuller and fuller, while bringing a crispy feeling like current.

He couldn't stand the thinness of his fingers anymore, and Xia Chuan was about to get up and shove him away, and suddenly heard his cellphone ringing from the bedside table. He was about to pick it up, but Su Ming held his arm decisively: "The sound of being inserted into the acupuncture point, do you want others to hear?"

After looking at Xia Chuan warningly, Su Ming shifted his gaze to the screen of the mobile phone, his expression suddenly cast a layer of haze, and the abnormal sensation of coldness and coldness made Xia Chuan's back cold.

Slide your thumb over the answer button, but there is no sound.

"Hey, Natsukawa?" A sound familiar to both of them came out of the speakers, and while they were deliberately soft, there seemed to be a bit of excitement.

"It's me." Su Ming mercilessly broke Jiang Xuehang's expectations.

"Su Ming?" Jiang Xuehang's tone became anxious after a pause, "Why do you use Xiachuan's phone?"

"Guess." There was no intention to answer Jiang Xuehang's question seriously. Su Ming turned to twitch her finger stuck in the female acupuncture point, and even her ring finger was put on it. She rubbed the red and wet wet petals and seemed to be looking for a chance direction.

Natsukawa bit her lower lip tightly, for fear she would utter a hint of voice. Tensions and shame blasted his scalp, and he couldn't imagine how Su Ming could do such a thing and call him casually!

Besides, the other end of the phone is Jiang Xuehang.

Holding the mobile phone in his left hand, Su Ming admired Xiachuan's anxious but helpless expression, and the ring finger of his right hand forcedly opened the petite hole, invaded the warm and narrow interior with the wet cream, and sent out Lecherous "Zi Zi" sound. The room was too quiet, and the small noise seemed very abrupt.

"Which voice ..." Through the hands-free voice at this end, Jiang Xuehang was alert to capture the short-lived sound, and after a moment of doubt, a anger of anger appeared in the lowered voice: "What are you doing to him?" Huh? "

Su Ming did not expect that Jiang Xuehang could hear this subtle voice. Driven by extreme possessiveness, he pressed the phone with a cold face, holding the thin mobile phone like a vent, struggling so hard that his palms were painful.

With the sound from the phone, Xia Chuan's face turned from red to green, he knew Jiang Xuehang must have misunderstood! But it ’s a misunderstanding. It does n’t seem right, after all, Su Ming ’s fingers are really inserted in him ... Thinking of this, he pinched his lower body, almost stinging his eyes with that **** picture: “Hurry up after finishing painting Pull it out! "

Hearing Xia Chuan's voice, Su Ming's anger retreated slightly, and reason regained control of his thoughts. As if deliberately bullying Xia Chuan, the three fingers pressed into the female hole pressed the delicate inner wall at a tricky angle, and then he lowered his head and breathed slowly at the blooming flower.

"Don't want it? But I'm still tough. Xia Chuan, you help me." The content of the language is like coquettish, but the tone is full of command.

Xia Chuan's fingers grasping the sheets were stiffened, and Su Ming's hand guided into the other's pajamas and hit the hot and swollen sexual organs. He withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and then felt that he could not admit it. Isn't it masturbation? Who has less experience than anyone else! See if I can't stand your legs!

After deliberately rubbing it twice, Xia Chuan recalled his experience of stubbing, holding the thick stem with one hand, sliding quickly up and down, and the other hand stimulated the full crown point by point. Su Ming didn't expect that he also had two sons, humming in a sudden thrill, raised his eyes to see Xia Chuan's tricky smile, couldn't help but laughed, and then gave a lingering kiss.

Even by hand, Su Ming's staying power is still amazing. When he finally gets it out, it's almost twelve. Xia Chuan sat on the sofa, massaging his sour right hand depressedly, the aroma of fried food spread quietly in the noise of the range hood, and conveyed an unspeakable sense of peace through the sense of smell.

At half past twelve, Xia's mother and Xia's mother came home from work one after another, and she did not expect that Su Ming had prepared a table. Xia Mom half blamed and half blamed Xia Chuan: "Don't you let Xiao Ming go out to eat?"

Natsukawa put out her tongue: "I didn't pay attention to the phone."

Xia Xi, who came back with a make-up lesson, enjoyed a hearty lunch. After dinner, Xia Ma asked Xia Chuan to take Su Ming around W City. Xia Chuan has been in W City for almost two decades. He couldn't think of any fun places. In addition, because of back pain and sore back from the intense exercise last night, he just wanted to find a place to paralyze.

Sudden by a headache, Xia Chuan had to go out with Su Ming, turned around, and entered the Internet cafe outside the community. Su Ming has no comment on this, he just needs to stay with Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan is a type of Shifang game that is played but not proficient; Su Ming is not keen on games, but obviously has more talent than Xia Chuan. Therefore, the level of the two of each other, and learn from each other to win or lose, is quite happy. After the last match is finished, the bottom right corner of the computer shows that the time is almost seven o'clock. The two walked back to the community, and Xia Chuan thought in his heart that he would lie with his mother.

As soon as the door was opened, Xia Da's hearty laughter came from the room.

His dad has always been a dumb type, while Xia Chuan curiously probed into the living room while changing shoes.

"Xiaojiang, this trick of" rushing "drove all the sons around Tianyuan to death."

Jiang Xuehang held up his rimless glasses and carefully looked at the chessboard in front of him. There was a stern smile on his fair and beautiful face: "Where, my uncle let me."