Lovely Allergen

Song Yu has always liked to tease and educate him since he was very young, because he is simple, obedient and has no reservations about him.

No matter what you ask Lezhi Shi to do, he will do it very happily, and even feel that it is extremely happy to be able to do things for Song Yu. When Song Yu discovered this, he deliberately restrained his desire to ask, even if he was really eager to do so.

He often worried that Lezhishi would treat anyone with such a simple heart. Once thought of this possibility, Song Yu felt bored, even painful.

Le Zhishi gave birth to a beautiful face that is willing to be close and protected, which makes you ambiguous, but you are not contemptuous of such behavior. When he had a secret love in his youth, Song Yu often felt anxious about the attachment to his elder brother that Lezhishi showed. If he can’t possess it, he would rather never smile at himself when Lezhishi, don’t show up in front of him, and live like two. A stranger who didn't know each other at all, leaving him a decent way of life.

He would even tell himself gloomily in the night of insomnia that Lezhishi is actually a trap disguised with innocent appearances. The dependence, courtesy and warmth he showed are not targeted at all. Everyone who meets him can get it. The illusion of being worshipped and loved. Everyone jumped in one after another, trapped in it like him.

On the one hand, he wanted to possess crazily, and on the other, he kept persuading himself to let him be free. For so many years, Song Yu's emotions were forever separated.

And these music knows nothing at the time.

"I don't know..." Le Zhishi almost answered Song Yu's question with an agitated voice. He was not sure whether his behavior was due to a lie or because of nervousness.

He is as clean as a piece of white paper, and any small movement of Song Yu can trigger the temperature to his ignition point, just a little bit.

Hearing his question, Lezhi inevitably thought of the intimate couple, thinking about what might happen to them, but honestly, he no longer remembers their appearance, all those who are confused and obsessed, Enthusiastically imagined, Song Yu and his figure were all in my mind.

The distance between them was too close, and the tips of their noses touched each other. The clean and good smell on Song Yu's body bewitched Lezhi Shi and approached him, like a kind of lure. His breathing became unstoppable, and he couldn't wait for Song Yu's kiss, so he couldn't help but press on him and tried to kiss his lips.

But Song Yu dodged backwards.

Lezhishi's eyes showed confusion and a little frustration.

"Answer my question." Song Yu stared into his eyes with an unusually calm tone.

Knowing that his vagueness just now failed, Le Zhishi's eyelashes drooped, and he raised his eyes to look at him, saying, "...I'm doing something inappropriate for children."

There was a slight smile in Song Yu's deep eyes. He raised his hand, his gaze fell on Lezhishi's lips, and gently scratched Lezhishi's Adam's apple with his flexed knuckles.

"How about you?"

Le Zhishi opened his mouth, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Song Yu's hand was on his neck, with very light force, the tiger's mouth was embedded in the side of the neck line, and the thumbs were lightly rubbed against his soft skin, "Do you want to?"

"Yeah." Le Zhishi admitted his desire frankly, leaned in and kissed Song Yu's lips, this time he did not avoid it. The moment the lips closed, Le Zhishi's body trembled slightly, and his hands hooked Song Yu's neck unconsciously, lowering his head to get closer to him.

While waiting, he ate a complimentary grapefruit-flavored hard candy at the front desk of the hotel, which was completely melted at this moment. The tip of the tongue with the remaining sweetener and pink pigment licked carefully, tentatively deepening, feeling that Song Yu did not refuse, so he was more brave and touched.

When the squishy touch, the waves roll up, the taste of candy should be shared with lovers.

Song Yu kissed herself youthfully, stroking the back of her neck as encouragement, and pinched her waist with the other hand.

"Why is the waist so thin..." Song Yu asked him between the kisses, but didn't get an answer.

Le Zhishi felt that he had become sticky and he had adapted a lot more than before, but the suffocation was still there, especially Song Yu's right hand was still on his neck, as if this was the source of his lack of oxygen. His carotid arteries were pulsing vividly, and the warm blood was continuously transported under the beat of the heart, all of which was controlled by Song Yu.

He called his brother intermittently, and fell into Song Yu's arms. Song Yu retreated, touched the tip of his nose with his lips very affectionately, and touched his trembling back up and down, like comfort, but it was counterproductive.

"Brother..." Lezhishi's eyes were big, his light-colored pupils were wet, and the tip of the kissed nose was also wet, like the tip of a small animal. He leaned over, dawdling like to please, "Can you?"

The answer he got was an almost spinning hug. Le Zhishi was beaten up and hugged, and the ceilings along the road reflected psychedelic light until he sank into a soft bed, with his legs half resting on the edge of the window, and the ceiling light in the bedroom made him dizzy.

"I should ask this kind of question." Song Yu stood by the bed, leaning down, the shadow wrapped around Lezhishi's body.

His kiss rained down like a shower, his wet lips and tongue were mixed together, and his mind was blank. He didn't know how his shirt buttons were unbuttoned. His almost glowing chest was exposed, and his pink **** was exposed by Song Yu. The slender fingers kneaded and became more and more red.

He started to breathe hard, whimpering uncontrollably in the kiss. Song Yu let go a little so that Lezhishi could breathe smoothly, and he lowered his head, from the earlobe to the side neck, all the way to the chest, every part of the white skin seemed to be smothered with pink.

Lezhishi has never experienced anything like this in the past, even the unbearable pain is joyful.

He straightened up his chest ignorantly, as if he wanted to feed the **** into Song Yu's mouth, but Song Yu didn't stop much, and went all the way down and kissed the edge of his pants waist.

Feeling what Song Yu was going to do, Le Zhishi retreated to the bed, but was pinched by Song Yu's knees and pulled down.

"What to hide?" Song Yu unbuttoned his pants altogether, and water stains appeared on the white cotton underwear. Le Zhishi stretched out his hand to cover it, but Song Yu forcibly held his wrist with his backhand, lowered his head and kissed his **** through his underwear, reminding Le Zhishi, "Don't you be afraid of doing it yourself?"

Le Zhishi panted, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, feeling the edges of his underwear pulled down.

The moment his **** was held, he shook his whole body, and the nakedness of his senses directly impacted his cerebral cortex, making him feel insecure, and he reached out to touch Song Yu. So both of his hands were controlled and turned into a machine that can only input pleasure.

"Brother...Brother..." The mouth that could always kiss him almost to the point of suffocation ate a part of his body at the moment, and his moist mouth squeezed his desire.

Le Zhishi's scalp numb every time he goes deep, but the higher his desire is, the more he can't live without Song Yu's hug, so he keeps calling him, "No way...want to hug, hug me... Please, brother, hold me..."

Song Yu knelt on the carpet and didn't intend to get up, but Lezhishi's voice was too pitiful. It was a good time to tease, but in the end he couldn't be cruel, retired, and kissed in a very **** way. Kissed his pouch and the skin between his crotch, leaving a crimson mark, then took off his white canvas shoes and stood up.

Le Zhishi opened his eyes in confusion, and the backlit Song Yu was still neat and orderly. He had a black shirt and suit and trousers. It was credible to say that he was participating in a meeting, but he was actually having **** and was very strong.

He pressed it up and pinched Lezhishi's chin with his left hand, forcing him to open his mouth and kiss him, curling the tip of his tongue to invade, the way of kissing in the **** film. Le Zhishi hugged Song Yu as he wished, his snow-white hand left scratches on his shirt, his breathing recovered for a moment, and his **** was held by Song Yu again.

He kissed him desperately and fiddled with his penis, making Le Zhishi almost drowning under him.

Sometimes Song Yu enjoys seeing Lezhi when he feels angry, watching him blush on the verge of suffocation, then save him and kiss him, like a nasty hero.

"Brother...Brother...I..." Le Zhishi could hardly speak any continuous words, only a single syllable remained. His hands were tightly gripped on Song Yu's back, and the white knuckles were pink because of too much force. , As if the black cloth will be cut in the next second.

But no, the finger suddenly loosened in the next second because he shot.

He shot on Song Yu's suit pants, his body trembling uncontrollably, but Song Yu hadn't finished the trick, until the translucent **** dripped from the fleshy pink mouth to his fingers and tiger's mouth, and there was no more, Song Yu only give up.

He got up a little bit and wiped the **** on Lezhishi's face, as well as his full, slightly swollen lips that were kissed.

"When Lezhishi, you can get it everywhere." His tone was a bit cold, as if he was blaming, forcibly stretched his liquid fingers into Lezhishi's mouth, pressing his tongue slowly in and out like a simulated oral sex. , Said to him in a commanding tone, "Lick clean."

"Um..." After ejaculation, Lezhi Shi was particularly obedient, licking his slender fingers, trying hard like sucking candy, from one to two, and the saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth without realizing it.

I don't know when, Song Yu's hand pulled out, pulling out a crystal clear filament.

"Do you want to continue?" Song Yu still asked him if it could have been taken over naturally.

It began to rain again outside, and the raindrops slapped on the floor-to-ceiling glass high in the sky, transparent and suspended, as if they had **** with each other in the rain.

"Yes." Le Zhishi nodded in panting. He is not satisfied with such comfort, he needs a deeper bond, he knows what it is like.

When Le Zhishi was thinking of Song Yu masturbating, he and Song Yu had done it countless times in his dim imagination.

Consciousness became drowsy due to orgasm. I was stripped naked when I was confused, and my snow-white skin was dazzled by the light, but every joint was pale pink, and there was a bruise on my knee that hadn't subsided.

When Song Yu stared at Lezhi, he was so contradictory, beautiful and easily injured, and could easily leave traces of **** and love, as if he was born with a skin that needs to be protected and is suitable for tortured.

In confusion, Le Zhishi felt a sticky paste wrapped in her sucked fingers, and suddenly stretched under him. He opened his eyes in a panic and saw Song Yu biting a square-packed condom on his teeth.

Rapid heartbeat.

He was rubbing Lezhishi's acupuncture point with one hand, and the other hand opened and pressed his leg.

This picture is too out of date. Song Yu uses this face that seems to have nothing to do with desire to do the most nasty things.

"Brother...I want to kiss..."

Song Yu is essentially the same as Lezhishi. No matter how strong he is, his love for Lezhishi will always come first. He has no way to refuse Le Zhishi.

The teeth were loosened, and the condom fell on Lezhishi's soft abdomen, with the jagged edges rubbing against the skin.

Song Yu’s kiss is strong, and so is the order, but he has the utmost patience and gentleness when dealing with Lezhi. When he expands, he will constantly use kisses to paralyze and comfort him, telling him to "relax, don’t be afraid", and reach in. Fingers slowly invaded and explored, looking for points that would excite Lezhishi.

Sexual dependence is also dependence, and Song Yu also wants to possess.

At first Lezhi was very nervous and felt the expansion was strange. He gasped and begged him to come in, "Stop doing it, come in, brother..."

"You bite too tightly to eat me." Song Yu added another finger as he said, "It won't hurt when you do this."

In fact, Le Zhishi was willing to be hurt by Song Yu. He felt that any feeling Song Yu put on him was good.

The acupuncture point was fingered in and out, and the white paste melted into the pink soft flesh. Le Zhishi softly called Song Yu’s name, called his brother, stretched out his hand and untied his belt proactively, and pulled out the inside to be hard enough. The **** with green veins were raised, and they seemed to be alive in the hand.

Song Yu kissed his neck and pressed his waist a few times in the posture that Lezhishi was holding, as if he was **** his hand.

When Lezhi's back was wet with sweat, he did not dare to move.

"Give me a condom." Song Yu's commanding voice hovered in his ears.

"Can't you not wear it?" Le Zhishi naively put forward a request under him that tested people's willpower, "You don't need to wear it..."

A thin layer of sweat formed on Song Yu's back, "No."

His tone became calmer again, and he kissed Lezhishi's lower lip, "You will be uncomfortable, obedient."

His kiss was too sweet, and he was so bewildered by the kiss when he was Lezhi, he became well-behaved, so he nodded his head slowly and fumbled for the sleeve on his stomach.

Song Yu was holding his genitals, grinding Lezhishi's acupuncture point with the huge, overflowing sexual fluid, making him unable to breathe normally.

He tore the package very hard, the lubricating oil in the package dripped on his flat abdomen and slipped along the waistline onto the bed sheet, "Tear open..." He was a little weak in speaking, and tried to find Song Yu's. He was very unfamiliar with the genitals, tried for a long time before reluctantly putting it on, then fell to the pillow and took a deep breath.

It feels like a lamb to be slaughtered, handing a knife to himself.

Song Yu leaned over and gave a sweet rewarding kiss, "Hey, stick out your tongue."

When Le Zhishi obediently stretched out his tongue to kiss him, Song Yu pushed into his expanded acupuncture point, just a front end. When Lezhi, he whimpered during the kiss, "Up..."

Song Yu pinched the roots of his thighs and advanced deeper. He was so desperate to know that he could feel his **** jumping slightly by him.

"This is just the beginning." His voice changed.

Le Zhishi's legs entangled Song Yu subconsciously. He grabbed one of them and placed it on Song Yu's shoulder. Song Yu pushed in very slowly, holding Lezhishi's thin white calf tightly with his hands, and moved it sideways. He kissed his ankle and rubbed his hip with the other hand.

When the feeling of fullness and pain gradually disappeared and was replaced by another desire, the light and weak cry of Lezhi also changed. His head began to fall back, his face flushed, and his whole body pushed forward in Song Yu's direction. The curved waist arc was fascinating. The naked body was eroded by the pleasure, as if it was about to melt.

He kept whispering Song Yu’s name in unusual breaths, but he was reluctant to say anything else, until Song Yu’s **** advanced to a certain place, he suddenly called out with a short sound, and then shook his head in discomfort, repeatedly. Say no.

"Here?" Song Yu seemed to confirm something, and fiddled with that place fiercely. When Lezhi, he almost straightened his upper body, with a pitiful cry in his voice, "Brother, don't do it there..."

Song Yu touched Lezhishi's face, "This is the prostate, you will be very comfortable." He said, pressing Lezhishi's long legs and shoveling at that spot, and Lezhishi was **** straight by him. Going up, his head was almost buried in the pillow, his voice was smashed, and the softened **** was also bumped against Song Yu's lower abdomen.

The rain outside the window fell violently, churning the soil, the most sensitive point when Lezhi was almost to be smashed by Song Yu, in the sexual pleasure and lack of oxygen when Lezhi had a bizarre hallucination, as if he was just a familiar Song Yu squeezed the persimmons that were too far. They had no shape, only the sweet and greasy red juice on their hands.

Later, his two legs were put on Song Yu's shoulders, and the entire portrait of the folded folder was compressed under Song Yu's body, with a feather pillow under his raised waist, in a narrow and curled posture. Song Yu was so speechless, his half-closed eyes were filled with hot mist.

"What did you say?" Song Yu pinched his hip bone and panted, forcing him to speak clearly.

Le Zhishi was out of breath, and coughed abruptly, feeling Song Yu's strength a little lighter, trying to make himself clearer, "Brother...comfortable, comfortable?"

"Comfortable." Song Yu's panting was mixed with the sound of water mingling. He bowed his head and kissed the tip of his nose and lips, "Are you comfortable? You bite so tightly."

"Hmm..." Le Zhishi's hair was shaking under the fierce offensive. He half closed his eyes, smiled intently, and said the most nasty things with the purest expression, "Brother **** very well..."

Song Yu felt hot, took off his clothes and lay down on his side, hugged him from behind, crossed his arms to knead his nipple, and then pushed into Le Zhishi's body.

"Brother, no, no, so deep..."

"Can't it?" Song Yu kissed the mole on the back of his neck, "then why did it go in as soon as it was inserted."

"When you are happy to know, don't lie."

Le Zhishi felt that his eyes were all black and his body was paralyzed, as if he had no consciousness, and breathed weakly as if he could only help himself. The side position made him have an illusion that Song Yu would break through.

Song Yu once hugged him to sleep in this position, like a reliable and safe hotbed.

But he can also use this posture to feed the thrill of ruining the earth into his body.

The suffocation is too familiar to Lezhishi. He is used to suffocation, the extreme sensory experience, and even death.

But Song Yu gave him suffocation safe, he didn't have to endure and get used to it, he could enjoy it.

"Really, too deep, Song Yu, Song Yu..."

"Don't call me brother now?" Song Yu bit the small piece of meat on his neck and sucked fiercely. "You were a good kid, what did you call me, remember?"

Under his guidance, Lezhishi called him elder brother Xiaoyu bluntly. This feeling turned out to be like a child, confused and without self-control.

He was fragile and well controlled, which gave Song Yu a greater test and suffering.

"You said you want to be Brother Xiaoyu's girlfriend, is it true or not?" Song Yu kissed his ear, and the speed of his manipulation became faster, "It's also a lie."

"No, no." Lezhi Shi couldn't breathe, and subconsciously argued for himself, "I don't lie..."

"Really good. You are now." Song Yu took Le Zhishi's clenched hand and placed it on his lower abdomen. Le Zhishi could almost touch the thing that was poked in through the thin skin. His belly bulged out one after another, "Did you touch it?"

"Hmm..." Le Zhishi was a little scared, and turned his head in shame. There was nothing in front of him, and Song Yu could hardly be seen, but he was eager to kiss him, "Brother, kiss him."

The kiss covered his fragmented groan, and his brain that was almost hit by Song Yu. He listened to Song Yu’s heavier breathing and was shot out by him. He couldn’t see anything in front of him. He was groggy and felt like he was out of the window. The rain is getting worse.

He felt that Song Yu had also shot and ended up reluctantly against his prostate, and kissed the back of his neck for a long time.

He didn't soften completely, but when Lezhishi was no longer able to keep up, he couldn't keep up with his physical strength. He couldn't do anything except breathe out. The illusion of being rescued before death haunted him, and his consciousness was almost free from the flushing and paralyzed. body of.

The city was plunged into the dark night ambushed by rain. Every plant and tree could not breathe. The violent rain was beaten wantonly. The hurricane swept from the sea embraced the ambition to devour everything and turned the urban fireworks in the dark. Swallowed.

Lezhishi likes rainstorms and the smell of mud churned out in the air, which seems to imply that the life of nature is pulsating, being dismantled in the violence of rain, and then reborn.

The sound of rain made him almost fall into an auditory hallucination-like reverberation, and Song Yu's sound of both far and near hovered in his ears.

"Aren't you called your brother?"

His voice was very low and dumb.

"You were good when you were a kid, what did you call me, remember?"

Under the guidance, Le Zhishi called him Xiaoyu brother bluntly. This feeling was really like a child, confused and without self-control. He was in front of him when he was a child, led by Song Yu, walking in the water with his shoulders pressed against his shoulders in the heavy rain.

"You said you want to be Brother Xiaoyu's girlfriend, really?" Song Yu's lips pressed against his ear, "It's also a lie."

"No, no." Lezhi Shi couldn't breathe, and subconsciously argued for himself, "I don't lie..."

"Really good." He seemed to pronounce a sentence, "You are now."

"Hmm..." Le Zhishi turned his head in shame. He could hardly see Song Yu, but he was eager to kiss him. "Let's kiss."

In the blur, he was wrapped in his clothes and hugged, shrinking, hearing the sound of water, and feeling the warm mist sticking to the skin of his ankle. When entering the water, Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was calling his name and tenderly pecked and kissed his lips.

"Baby, you are very good."

Song Yu called him with a name that he had never spoken, but perhaps said many times in his heart.

When Lezhi's chest was still rising and falling, he said softly, "I'm not good...I love you."

He was so tired that he fell asleep in the bathtub, let Song Yu wash him almost half-dreaming, and then he was taken out, treated like a newborn baby, and put in a warm quilt. The rain outside the window seemed to never stop, but Song Yu's embrace was warm and safe, and he was the only habitat he wanted to go to. He was not afraid at all.

When it was about to dawn, Lezhishi woke up in a daze. He was a little dehydrated and said vaguely that he wanted to drink water. Song Yu, who has always hated being awakened, woke up almost instantly. He got up and poured a glass of warm water for Le Zhishi, returned to him, and supported his neck to feed.

When lying down again, Le Zhishi naturally got into Song Yu's arms, hugged his waist, and seamlessly fitted him together, as if they were dependent on each other in the mother's body, protecting each other.

He slept until noon, and when he woke up, Song Yu was no longer by his side. Lezhishi turned over on the empty big bed by himself, and found that he was aching all over, almost like a sequelae of fever. He raised the back of his hand to check his temperature, and it didn't change much.

Reluctantly leaned up and sat down, Le Zhishi lifted the quilt, and found the marks of his body, as well as the faint bruises of his calves and hip bones that were suspected of being pinched.

"Fortunately it's not summer..." He just finished speaking and found that his voice was a little dumb. He coughed awkwardly and cleared his throat. He happened to see Song Yu coming out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, tall and vaguely visible. To the muscle line of the chest.

Le Zhishi's first reaction was to cover herself with a quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes, covered with water vapor, and blinked obediently.

"I have to go out in the afternoon and sleep till now." Song Yu walked towards him calmly and sat down by the bed. Le Zhishi clutched the quilt and muttered, "That's not my fault either..."

He thought Song Yu would pull it apart very hard, but he made a mistake. Song Yu leaned in and kissed Lezhishi's fragile upper eyelid very lightly.

"I seem to have forgotten to say it all the time," Song Yu gently stroked Le Zhishi's brow bone with the thumb of his thumb, "your eyelashes are beautiful, and so are your eyes, like amber."

Suddenly being praised, Le Zhishi was a little proud, so he loosened his hand on the quilt, threw himself into Song Yu's arms, and rubbed his neck, "My waist is sore, and my bones are also very painful. Did I have a fever?"

"No. I checked it." Song Yu touched his back, taking all the responsibilities onto himself, "blame me."

"Don't blame you." Lezhishi smelled the good aftershave on his body and whispered, "You are good, you are super good, and I like you very much."

Suddenly some fragments floated in his mind, he hummed a little embarrassedly, raised his head and kissed Song Yu's chin, as if begging, "Brother, can you call me like that again?"

"Which?" Song Yu stared at him, with an answer in his heart, but deliberately pretended not to know.

"Yes, it's the last thing." Le Zhishi was a little anxious, knocked Song Yu's chin with his forehead once and again, like a shame, "Song Yu, hurry up, call it."

Can't hold him back, Song Yu can only get to his ear, and his lips are pressed against his ear cartilage.

His voice was still a bit hoarse, and his tone was awkward with a touch of tenderness.

"baby."

"You didn't call it as nice as last night." Le Zhishi squeezed his arm critically, blinked, and his expression was a bit playful.

Song Yu thought it was funny and said in a cold tone, "Are you despising me?"

"No, no, no." Le Zhishi denied it briskly, his eyes drifting to the heavy rain outside the window, watching the sky from black to white, and the Guangzhou Tower faintly visible in the diffuse mist.

One night has passed.

Le Zhishi came out of Song Yu's arms, or pushed him away, fumbled around for his mobile phone, and finally found it on the bedside.

Song Yu pulled the quilt for him, fearing that he would catch a cold, "Lie in and don't get sick." When he saw Lezhi staring at the phone intently, he was a little dissatisfied, reaching out to pull his wrist, like a dissatisfied and neglected cat. what are you busy with?"

"Wait, right now!" Le Zhishi struggled with him, unwilling to let go of the phone, blinking those big pure eyes and staring at the light-emitting screen.

Song Yu expressed dissatisfaction with his internet addiction and was about to say it again. Suddenly, he heard his mobile phone vibrate. It was a WeChat sent by Lezhishi.

"What are you doing..." Before he finished his words, his temples jumped suddenly when he saw the information.

[Lele: WeChat transfer 2000 yuan]

"It's just last night..." Before Le Zhishi could say the room fee, Song Yu pinched his chin.

Song Yu's voice became a little scary.

"When Lezhi, are you whoring me?"