confess to me

In a noisy bar in Texas, USA, dancers in scantily clad dancers are dancing sexy dances on the stage. Some people in the audience cheer and applaud, some dance to the music, and some go to the seats to invite the opposite sex they fancy to dance together.

A plump beauty with blond hair and blue eyes fell in love with a handsome Asian guy sitting in the corner.His appearance subverted the stereotype that many people present thought that Asian faces were flat. His figure was tall, slender, and elegant. No matter how you looked at it, he was incompatible with the crazy atmosphere in this bar.

The beauty stepped forward, bent down, her face was very close to the other party, her full chest was ready to come out, she pressed her palms on the table, lowered her voice, and her voice was full of charm: "My name is Mary, tell me your name. "

"Andre." He responded, but there was no wave in his tone, and he didn't look like the person being seduced at all.

"Andre~ would you like to dance with me?" Mary almost pressed her chest to the man's face.

Andre didn't hesitate: "No."

The cheeky Mary wasn't scared away by his indifference, she planned to be more proactive, but before she could catch the other's hand, she was pushed away - the person who pushed her was a red-haired kid who looked very brutal.

Mary couldn't help exclaiming: "What are you doing!"

The red-haired boy grabbed Andre's collar, raised his right hand, and punched him hard in the face, cursing: "○Your mother○, what are you looking at! It's disgusting!"

Mary was baffled—is this man crazy?

Seeing Andre's calm expression, the red hair became even more angry, and dragged him up, only to find that Andre was taller than he imagined when he stood up.

"Are you crazy?" Mary screamed, and her sisters followed to see what was going on.

"This fag bastard has been staring at me for a few days. He wants to lick my cock. Are you still waiting for him to fuck you? Then he must be hard!"

Mary was too surprised to speak.

"I'm only hard on you." Andre said to him indifferently.

"Fuck!" Hongmao couldn't help but punched again. After hitting Andre, he didn't move, but he shook himself.Knowing that he was drunk, Andre put his arms around his waist.

Seeing this, Mary felt complicated and was dragged away by her sisters.

The red hair was upset and kicked him, and this time it fell directly into his arms.

"Can I fuck you?" Andre asked.

The red hair smiled provocatively: "If you have the ability."

……

Andre wanted to take Hongmao home, but Jack pulled him into a remote alley.

"Here?" Andre wondered.

Jack smiled mischievously: "Fighting is not in this kind of place, should we go to the dance hall?"

"Really?" Andre bowed his head and kissed his lips, giving him a warm and long kiss.Jack did not reject, but actively catered to.

Andre held Jack's waist tightly with both hands, and the two bodies were pressed together, feeling each other's heat.Unknowingly, one of Andre's hands climbed up, stroking his smooth back, and the other hand stretched down, unbuttoning his pants.Jack's pants fell to the floor, and Andre's hand reached into his panties, kneading his buttocks...

The next day, Jack suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was in a place completely unfamiliar to him.He felt weird, and couldn't help turning over a few times on this comfortable bed—no, his waist...and buttocks...

Jack lifted the quilt to look at his own naked body—it was unbelievably clean, but he just felt a foreign object stuck in his ass.He couldn't help touching it... It was clean, but a little swollen?

Jack suddenly remembered everything, and was so shocked that he wanted to put a few fists in his mouth.

He got fucked by a fag, got stabbed in the ass anyway.

"Wake up?" Andre came in from the door, holding a sandwich in one hand and milk in the other.When he came in, he saw Jack was going through his closet, wearing only a pair of underwear, which belonged to Andre.

"You're leaving? Let's have breakfast first." Andre showed him the sandwich. Jack angrily overturned the plate. The sandwich fell to the ground and the plate was also broken. Fortunately, the place where it fell was far away. , both of them are fine.

Jack said viciously: "If I see you again, I will shoot you!" He put on his trousers and left with a shirt in his hand.

……

"Ripper, where did you go last night? Why did you disappear in a blink of an eye?" Jack's friend Jin asked.

"Murder!" He said angrily.

Jin looked at it from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, and asked, "Isn't this dress yours? Why? Did you really kill someone?"

"None of your business!"

Seeing him like this, Jin knew that he couldn't ask too many questions, so he said, "I met a girl last night, she has an amazing figure... Do you want to have a shot too?"

"Not interested in."

"Fuck, isn't your kid really impotent?"

"○Your mother○! I'm in a bad mood!"

……

Jack returned home, because there were only two people living in his family, one was his father and the other was himself.Both of them are not hard-working people, and the condition of their house is not enough to hire someone to clean it. The environment is worse, mess is inevitable, not to mention he is a gangster, and his father is a drunkard.

Jack was actually afraid of him, but fortunately the alcoholic was usually away, and when he got home he fell into a deep sleep.

Jack sat on the bed this day to meet his physical needs, but he couldn't help but think of the heat of that night two days ago in his mind.Before he knew it, he was lying on the bed, only his hips were tilted up, and he imagined the scene of that night...

When his body was liberated, Jack couldn't help but curse, he was angry with himself, and even more angry with the person who made him like this.But the most infuriating thing was—he still wanted him, he wanted him.

So he went to that nightclub again, but he was conflicted, longing for him to be there, and longing for him not to be there-but there he was, sitting in the corner where he usually sat, staring at him with hot and candid eyes, since Jack appeared Keep staring from within sight.

Jack restrained his excited nerves, suppressed his reaction gradually, and walked in front of Andre with his heart pounding.

"Get the hell out of me!" He tried to look fierce—whether anyone was watching them or not, he didn't want them to suspect he was gay.

"Okay." Andre stood up and followed him, keeping a proper distance from him.

Jack took him ferociously to a corner where no one was around.

"What's the matter?" Andre asked.

His expression couldn't be stretched anymore: "Take me to your house." There was an unnatural bulge at the bottom of the skinny jeans.

"Okay," Andre smiled, bent down, and whispered in his ear with a low and sexy voice, "Can you bear it?"