【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

There are not many inner disciples in Kunshan, but there are more than 3000 outer disciples here. Before Ao Bing was in charge of Kunshan affairs, the twelve elders were not very patient about recruiting new disciples.

At most, leave one question for the other party to answer.

Ao Bing clearly remembered that during the three years that Master Huanglong was in charge, the subject of accepting disciples was about what he wanted to do.

Ao Bing couldn't answer the simple question with a few large characters.

After all, "I" is the "original heart", and he has received favors from Kunshan so far, so he should pay more for the favor of "original heart", but there is also a slight difference between "original heart" and "I".

Apart from respecting teachers, being filial to the elders, and living in peace, Ao Bing couldn't think of what else he could do.

For the Twelve Golden Immortals in Kunshan, they did good deeds to save lives or just a little effort, and they did not force them to repay their kindness afterwards, and these people, like Yuanshi Tianzun, must do everything themselves, without thinking, desires, and demands.

Ao Bing stayed in Kunshan for 14 years and didn't think about what the master and elders wanted until he was 15 years old.In the eyes of outsiders, the old men of the Kunshan School are all crazy, and they actually let a young man who is not as weak as the head teacher, but Ao Bing feels that he has found the only thing that can prove that his "heart" is the true "I" .

The feeling of trying his best but not getting results has been lingering around him for many years.

Nezha said that he was false, but he was serious but had no achievements.

Ao Bing felt that there was nothing wrong with this statement, he really had nothing to do or want, all his desires came from others, so it was neither me nor true, so he couldn't confess as freely as Nezha.

Thinking of this, Ao Bing wanted to laugh a little. He has lived for nearly 30 years, but he doesn't even know what he wants.

In the room, the floor was covered with green curtains, and the candles were dimly lit. Ao Bing looked at the feather-like wooden carvings on the bed, and was slightly lost in thought.

"Brother, if you don't want to, I can stop." Nezha took a deep breath as he touched Ao Bing's belt with his fingers, but he couldn't suppress the soaring desire in his body at all.

From the age of 16 to now, he has liked Ao Bing for eight years.

From a young boy to a handsome boy, Ao Bing watched him grow up all the way, so why didn't he watch him grow up.

Falling into the magic gate, when dreaming back at midnight, Nezha dreamed of Ao Bing when he was young, with slender limbs and thin waistline, this time the older one became himself, he embraced the boy in his arms, and played with Seeing that clean little face blurred from crying, he woke up from the dream with a hot body, stretched out his hand to hold it, but there was nothing but emptiness.

"Why are you always worried that I will regret it?"

Ao Bing felt that he was actually quite tired lying so upright, and Nezha's firmness against his waist was already as hard as a rock. Fear, at most, hurts, and the pain will pass, just like being injured in martial arts.

"Last time, I just let my brother relieve me. You didn't talk to me for several days, and you even slapped me twice. Thinking about it now, my face still hurts."

Nezha, who has never known shame, has always been so vulgar when it comes to turning up old accounts. Ao Bing raised his hand a little angrily with staring eyes.

"Brother, do you want to help me undress?" He slowly leaned over with his mouth pursed, and Nezha's slashed face fell in front of him in an instant. Zha can take advantage of this opportunity.

Ao Bing licked the edge of the teeth with a tongue so soft and wet, frowned and pushed Nezha's chest uncomfortably, rubbing the skin with his big hands along the hem of his shirt.

The cocoon shell left by gun practice on the palm of the palm was like fine sand, scraping the thin muscles and bones of Ao Bing's greasy hands, Nezha stepped back a little, and the silver thread pulled on the tip of his lips broke on Ao Bing's lips, wet and slippery Gorgeous like a nest of flower snakes, he is tasting the poison, the more beautiful he is without knowing it, the more fascinating he is.

Ao Bing didn't know what Nezha was thinking, he inserted his big palm from top to bottom into his underwear, kneaded his buttocks with his five fingers together, and then separated the soft and greasy meat mound with two fingers, Ao Bingjian Rubbing his neck and moaning softly, his thin waist arched upwards and pressed against Nezha's legs. He was not used to this yet, and the shadow falling over his head covered him again.

The head gnawed on the corner of Ao Bing's lips blocked the other's line of sight, Ao Bing closed his eyes, his breathing was disturbed by the tangled tongue coating in the dark, his chest was heaving and unsteady, and the place where his back was stroked seemed to be caused by scraping scales. The tingling, slight pain made Ao Bing somewhat at a loss.

"what."

The fleshy mound was pushed inward with the fingertips, and Nezha imagined the scene he saw when he went crazy. The warmth of the two buttocks made his blood flow freely to the lower abdomen, circling the secret hole Nezha turned his head sideways, and his furry black hair fell on Ao Bing's mouth and side of his face.

He gnawed at his brother's white neck, imagining that the other's shoulders suddenly tightened when he was inserted, and the palm pulled out from the back tore Ao Bing's front skirt, the thin shirt was torn, and the clothes were not covering his body. Bai fell on Ao Bing's shoulder.

Nezha opened his mouth and bit it up, until he heard the gasp in his ear, and then he let go slightly, licking the bleeding teeth marks with the tip of his tongue, and then all the way down, the desire to tear Ao Bing into his stomach beat the back of his head, Nezha almost Unable to restrain his movements, he licked the nipples on Ao Bing's chest vigorously, smearing the wet saliva on the pale pink areola.

Ao Bing pressed Nezha's wrist and struggled with some pain. The big hand that had held the spear and smashed the rocks was now pinching the fleshy ball on his chest, and the little one was pushed and fiddled with by the thumb. He still twisted and twisted, and the swelling and soreness crawled into the spine densely. Ao Bing frowned, but the corners of his eyes were moist, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

"...Stop licking."

No more bleeding would come out, but Nezha's persistence made Ao Bing worry. Does the antidote have other effects? !

"Brother, there is still a scar here." From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, Nezha let go of the red and swollen nipple that he sucked, and then licked the wound. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't be here He was sent back to Kunshan before the Shangyuan Festival, so he would not have entered the brothel because of this and saw Ao Bing's different emotions.

"I'm not a woman, so it's okay to have scars."

"But I want to thank this scar very much."

Talking and laughing, he gnawed upwards again. Ao Bingsuo, whose back was trembling after being bitten, turned his face and let the other party do it. With his thumb pinched on the side of his waist, he pressed Ao Bing's navel. The sky is like a flat boat, and where it sails to is the Taoyuan that Nezha wants to see.

Fingers stained with a trace of obscenity touched the hem of Ao Bing's trousers. Nezha sat up and grabbed Ao Bing's calf and took off the obscene trousers. The touch of the fabric slowly peeling off from the side of the legs to the knees made the senior brother flush. , he raised his hand to cover his eyes, not wanting to be seen like this, but after throwing off Ao Bing's obscene pants, Nezha pressed Ao Bing's thigh to make the other's lower body wide open, fully exposed without any cover in front of myself.

The delicate stem hanging between the hairs will not respond yet. Nezha shakes his fingers and caresses the delicate skin under his palm. The belly button that capsizes because of the roll-up of the lower abdomen will look like an uninhabited man. Small poor.

Nezha kissed the navel on Ao Bing's belly, and the stubble from his jaw rubbed against the stem. Ao Bing bit his lip and swallowed a small sob. The covered eyes were hot and humid, and just as Ao Bing wanted to urge Nezha, the soft flesh between his legs was suddenly wrapped.

The damp, hot and soft living thing swirled slightly around the column head, and Ao Bing, who wanted to lie down and pretend to be dead, reacted immediately.

The corners of his eyes that were so red that they were about to bleed looked at Nezha, and Ao Bing couldn't help but turned his head again after just one glance. The two or two pieces of meat between his crotch had fallen into Nezha's mouth at this time, and Lord Mozun sucked his chin. Helping, swallowing Ao Bing's roots, Ao Bing, who had never been treated like this, only felt that the heat was like a dragon crawling to his lower abdomen. The harder he endured, the harder Nezha's teasing tongue became.

It was also the first time for Master Mozun to give oral sex to others. He was careful not to hit his brother's fleshy column with his teeth. The upright jade stem that was wrapped and licked wobbled and spit out the pre-ejaculation. Nezha retreated an inch Ao Bing moaned uncontrollably at the stimulation of teeth scraping against the mouth of the bell.

The cloudy white bodily fluid splashed on Nezha's face and the corners of his mouth. He wiped the smelly smell in front of his eyes. Seeing that Ao Bing's whole body was turning red, he still had the desire to lick the bodily fluid around the corner of his mouth.

"you--"

Ao Bing opened his mouth to scold a lot of words, but his brain was beaten to a pulp long ago. He blinked, wanting to die of shame and anger, but Nezha felt that the big brother looked so beautiful like this, as if a fairy fell from the sky. In the mortal world, he was picked up by his bad magic pill. He stripped off the fairy's clothes and pants, and wanted to do that extremely joyful and shameless thing between the opponent's legs.

"Brother, did you disarm and surrender so soon?"

The vented roots were limply folded on the abdomen, and the clothes on the chest were half untied, and the exposed parts were branded by Nezha. The more the squinting Lord Mozun felt that his senior brother really had a talent for harming the country and the people.

"...If you talk poorly again, I will seal your dumb acupoint."

But Nezha couldn't come up with so many obscene words to hate, Ao Bing thought about it and said nothing, but as soon as he raised his arm, Nezha wrapped it in his palm, pinched Ao Bing's wrist and raised it to the ground. In front of him, Nezha kissed the palm of his hand twice, and Ao Bing blushed when he heard the sound of tsk tsk, he just wanted to get under the green mantle.

After teasing the big brother, Nezha let Ao Bing hug his thigh softly.

"I wasted a lot of time thinking about senior brother in my heart. Since senior brother is willing to help me detoxify, it is better to open the door of convenience and do happy things."

Ao Bing, who has never been able to resist Nezha's unreasonable reasoning, frowned and felt that time had passed for a long time. His hands crossed his knees, his right hand pinched his left wrist, and his rolled up lower abdomen was so heavy that Ao Bing couldn't breathe. smooth.

Nezha licked the corner of his mouth and was about to raise his head and scream, Ao Bing's current appearance was really terrible, he unbuttoned his trouser pocket and touched the grease left by the bedside, it was mixed with pollen, the fragrance was refreshing, and it was a bit aphrodisiac Nezha doesn't need to aphrodisiac now, but he doesn't want to hurt Ao Bing in a hurry.

So he could only patiently dig out a lump that melted in the palm of his hand, and slipped his grease-stained fingers into his body. Ao Bing closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling like the young wings of a chick, and his tightly pursed lips arched in Nezha's finger While digging, a groan overflowed, but although the sound was pleasant, it was swallowed back by Ao Bing in an instant.

Nezha looked at the lewd fluid pulled out from his fingers, the huge thing between his crotch was about to burst, he applied all the grease left in his palm on the roots, not even letting go of the two balls in the hair, pinched Ao with both hands C's legs put it on his shoulders.

Frowning and dodging his eyes, Ao Bing, who has never experienced human affairs and desires since he was a child, is now facing such a coitus that violates yin and yang, and he is so nervous that he is about to get angry.

He sucked his nose, and the corners of his lips moved slightly. Nezha's long dark hair fell from his shoulders to Ao Bing. He was shrouded in a cage named Li Nezha, from the bending of his arms to his breathing, and even his body...

"what--"

The fleshy pillar was pierced into the untouched secret hole with the grease on it. Ao Bing clenched his hand tightly, holding Nezha's forearm and couldn't help shouting. The hole in his lower body was pierced by the male dragon root, The coldness rising from the lower part of the spine made Ao Bing shiver uncontrollably. He coughed, and the huge thing wrapped in his body also trembled. Slightly bulging.

At this moment, Ao Bing could only see the mist of sweat evaporated in front of his eyes. He heard Nezha's gasp, and the other's fingers pinching his flesh mound almost crushed his buttocks.

Halfway through the first time, Nezha felt that Ao Bing was clamping too tightly, and he felt a little pain, but the senior brother was still there.

So Nezha withdrew a little, holding the two fleshy buttocks with both hands, but stopped pushing his waist and abdomen forward.

"Ah, it hurts."

After Qi Gen submerged, the entire flower heart was stretched open, and the red color slowly smeared along the skin. Ao Bing was sweating everywhere in front of his eyes, nose, and body, as if he had just been fished out of the water. .

And Nezha's meeting was not going well, he took a breath and twitched outwards, Ao Bing's raised jaw was still stained with the saliva he had licked, the stem was wrapped in the hot and humid nest, every slight movement, Can lead to a series of small moans.

Ao Bing only felt that this feeling was too strange, it hurt and swelled, as if a palm was waving in his stomach, he squeezed the sweat from the corner of his eyes and wanted to open his mouth, but before the tip of his tongue was raised, there was an unconscious moan. Hearing this sound, the tight package under his body turned into a nest of mussels. He pried open the shell, let his body penetrate in, and then moved towards the milky white soft flesh.

As a warrior who practiced heavy guns, Nezha practiced his basic skills very solidly when he was young. Among them, most of the places that need to be exerted in the move of crossing the bridge are the waist and abdomen, so Ao Bing practiced according to him every day, and he practiced to a certain extent. Time Nezha can't even get up, and he will still be kicked out of the room.

"Brother, have you ever thought that your optimistic basic skills will be used on yourself one day."

Licking red thin lips and whispering a smile, Nezha bit Ao Bingying's translucent white earrings, thrusting and thrusting under the body was not gentle, the muscles of the waist and abdomen hit the legs, and the crispy skin and flesh fell off In his ears, Ao Bing closed his eyes, but he couldn't block the sounds coming from all directions. His body was swaying under Nezha's torrential attack. If a hole is made, Nezha will not stop.

"...You, slow down..."

The fat-soaked cave was poked back and forth by the fleshy pillars, and the soft flesh in the inner cavity was rubbed until it became hot. Ao Bing couldn't say that his back was sore, but the legs on Nezha's shoulders were Numb and sore, he couldn't find where they were after only a while.

"Brother never slowed down when he hit me."

Clasping Aobingtingting's thighs with one hand, Nezha pressed them against his chest surprisingly quickly. With his free left hand, he pinched the big brother's meaty buttocks. Seeing that the other party jumped like a carp, Nezha grinned at the corners of his mouth, but his smile became extremely vicious.

"Now I hit my brother with my own stick, does my brother feel pain in my butt?"

The long and slender corners of the eyes, like the tips of the almond tails, are now covered with pink rouge. Ao Bing's eyes are clouded, and he wants to kill Nezha in his hand, but he is revenged in an instant. The fleshy column that was pulled out of the body rushed back , the two balls are squeezed between the butt, but they can't wait to come in and play together.

Ao Bing's hands softened, and even his shoulders trembled. The muscles on the inner thighs twitched convulsively. Nezha leaned down, and Ao Bing was about to lift his waist. Between the opponent's crotch, the stabbing spear suddenly bumped to the left and there was no peace for a moment. Ao Bing couldn't say harsh words, so he could only moan under his breath.

The red lips became more and more swollen under Nezha's kiss, and the skin between the buttocks was flushed and fragile. Ao Bing even felt that he could feel Nezha's pubic hair poking under his body, which was sensitive and lewd.

The grease pushed out would have melted into water long ago, dripping and dripping wet all over his body.

Feeling that the Yuan Yang in the lower abdomen has accumulated to the stigma, Nezha held down Ao Bing's wrist, his whole body lay down, and he fucked his senior brother's soft pussy like a swamp until the pleasure in his body convulsed and flooded his whole body Nezha then turned his head to the side, blocked the corner of Ao Bing's choked mouth with all his strength, and filled his body with desire.

The soft white glow in front of his eyes swept over his limbs with the pleasure after venting. Ao Bing lay paralyzed on the couch, but he couldn't find his legs for a while. He listened to Nezha's breathing and heartbeat, but his body was shaking. Like a boiling teapot, full of tea is bubbling out.

Wiping the sweat that had covered his eyes, Nezha sat up, looked at the turbid liquid dripping from Ao Bing's chest, grabbed his senior brother's long and thin ankles with both hands, and then pulled them away to the sides.

The muscles on the inside of the legs are still trembling, Ao Bing stretched out his hand to refuse, but Nezha has already stuck his fingers into the flesh hole, digging out a wisp of semen with his bent knuckles, Nezha whispered in a hoarse voice .

"I just want to see if my brother is injured."

"……To shut up."

With his lips pursed and his smile still on, Nezha picked up Ao Bing and let him sit in his arms, with his chest against his back, the sound of jumping and jumping lingering in his ears.

Nezha kissed the back of Ao Binghan's neck twice, and soon he felt the stem rubbed by the big brother's butt again, and the urge to carry the gun into battle made Nezha's eyes turn red.

Ao Bing, who was resting, did not expect Nezha to be so beastly. When his hands were pressed against the bed rails, Nezha only said one word: "Hurry up."

Pushing the spear into the hole with the finger holding the pillar root, Ao Bing yelled, but his throat was as hard as gravel.

The big hand pressing on the lower abdomen pushed in hard, as if feeling the invasion of the roots of the flesh. Ao Bing was pressed so painfully that he sounded a reminder, but the sound came out soft and greasy, as if he had been marinated in a sugar bowl. generally.

"Don't press it, it hurts."

"Brother, you begged me so much, why should I not agree to you?"

After saying this, Nezha withdrew his hands and pinched Ao Bing's waist, his legs kneeling behind the other party clamped Ao Bing's calves tightly, and crossed his sweaty back, Ao Bing grabbed onto the bed rail. His fist has burst out with blue veins.

The back-to-forward thrusting tormented Ao Bing's nerves non-stop. He always felt that he was going to get down in the next second, and his legs swayed back and forth with Nezha unconsciously. He couldn't see Nezha's body. Nezha couldn't see the flush on Ao Bing's face.

The scrotum sandwiched between the legs flickered to keep up with the rhythm of the fuck, Ao Bing hung his head down and felt a sense of suffocation due to lack of oxygen, and the perineum connected to the meat hole was dancing suddenly, as if someone was punching in front of his eyes. The beating was too fast and he couldn't see clearly, so he could only try to look, and saw that his eyes hurt, his whole body was hot, and the wetness on his lower body was ticking like a bamboo forest in the rainy season.

Nezha is working harder and more energetic now, the light in his eyes is about to melt Ao Bing into it, the roots are buried deep, and the screams in his lower abdomen become softer.

Kissed the wound on Ao Bing's back three times, Nezha's hand moved down to grasp the stem root of Ao Bing who was ready to shoot, thin muscles bulged on the straight arm pulled by the bed pole, Ao Bing shook With long hair all over his head, he begged for mercy.

"...Let go, let go, Nezha, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Brother, don't you want to be with me?"

The tone with a hoarse smile touched Ao Bing's nerves. He didn't know what it was called together, but the fingers on Zhu's body made him go crazy. Countless ants crawled past and back before his eyes, and he heard the gurgling of water. At first, it seemed that there was underground water passing by, but later he realized that it was Nezha's pussy being fucked by Nezha.

The small mouth opening and closing is trying hard to swallow the thick fleshy column. Sometimes the fat sticking to the hole will be dried out in a circle of white foam. Looking at the joint entrance with scarlet eyes, the black pubic hair was wet with cum, and stuck to the base of the pillar in circles.

From him, you can still see the fine fluff next to the mouth of Ao Bing's acupuncture point. The small and fragile thing was ravaged and tortured by him to the point of trembling. The frequency of the waist and abdomen shaking back and forth was like riding a horse. The flying limbs trampled the soil on the ground.

Nezha's hickeys covered his chest, back, and back. Ao Bing was lying on his side on the bed, his wet hair sticking to his temples and shoulders. Although his face was pale, there was a touch of color on his lips and eyes.

Nezha took the belt and tied Ao Bing's hands, covering the other's eyes, he hugged his brother's thin and strong thighs, and pushed in from the side.

Ao Bing, who has vented twice, is now as sensitive as a cooked river prawn. He arched his shoulders to avoid Nezha's ubiquitous damage. In the dark field of vision, there was nothing but dampness and heat. He was surrounded by opponents. panting, moaning, and the lewd sound of skin and flesh colliding.

After his hands were bound, it was inconvenient for Ao Bing to reach out and grab something. Nezha stretched his legs into a vertical hook shape, and his pussy that had been thoroughly fucked is now like a lewd flower, no matter you No matter how you water it, it will only bloom more and better, absorbing essence.

Nezha supported Ao Bing's trembling thigh and quickly attacked. He couldn't hold back his hands. He felt very satisfied when he saw his senior brother's red lips slightly parted, and he was babbling and moaning constantly, and even wanted to just do it like this. Forget about C being bad, so that the other party will always be his alone.

"Brother's first time, I took it away."

Nezha showed off with a nasal voice, a little childish. Although he is no longer a child, Ao Bing is his dream from childhood to youth. Desire was defeated, covered in mud, but unable to break free.

Thinking about it this way, Nezha's fleshy column couldn't help but swell a little bit. Ao Bing dragged his body that was about to fall apart, choked up and stretched out his hand, but his eyes were blindfolded, and he didn't catch anything after a few scratches. , so I can only ask Nezha to slow down.

"Brother's voice begging me is really nice."

"...No, no...Really...Ah——"

Shouting at the top of his voice until he broke down, Nezha didn't intend to let Ao Bing go, his waist was so sore that it seemed to be discounted, his meat hole was still swallowing desire, and the itch secreted in his body was slapped down by Nezha After taking it and letting it go, Ao Bing shook his head and said he felt uncomfortable after venting for the third time. He didn't know that the ointment he put into his body could aphrodisiac, and the antidote he took would also double the temptation for Nezha.

The bruised wrist hugged Nezha's neck weakly, and Ao Bing's forehead rested on the demon's shoulder. He stood in the man's arms like sitting on a lotus, his consciousness was so blurred that he twitched and moaned. The pain in the neck just made Ao Bing raise his eyebrows, but soon the pain was licked clean by desire.

"Nezha...um...here..."

"Binger... Binger..."

Holding Ao Bing's back shook, Nezha called the other person's name, but it was the first time he didn't use "senior brother" and "Ao Bing". In the Li family, Yin Shiniang liked to call her son Zha'er, but unfortunately there were three Zha'er, so Nezha had heard of this nickname when he was a child. Now he calls it Ao Bing, but he feels a sense of satisfaction in holding him in his arms.

After a while, the Luan and the Phoenix were turned upside down, and Wushan was clouded and rained.

Nezha finally vented all the medicine in his body. Ao Bing lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and he didn't sleep well. His lips twitched and spit out intermittent pain. Looking at the traces on his body, he knew that the other party was tortured by him. .

After finishing intercourse, Nezha worked a little on the bed to make sure that there was nothing wrong with him, so he picked up Ao Bing and went to the back of the house to wash.

The two slept on the couch with new mattresses until the sun was up. Ao Bing woke up earlier than Nezha. His routine has been the same for ten years, and today he has already made a mistake.

He opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment. When he moved his elbow back, the overwhelming pain barely strangled Ao Bing to death on the bed. He pursed his lips and stared at Nezha who was sleeping soundly in front of him. There is still a bead of sweat hanging on the nose.

Ao Bing stroked his waist and slowly moved down to the couch. The clothes thrown on the ground were no longer wearable. He took Nezha's middle suit and went out wrapped in a cloak. , but Ao Bing just checked, and he has already taken a shower, so this feeling is just a body memory, he walked back to the room while comforting himself.

When I opened the door, I saw a note on the table and a bottle.

The font on the note is beautiful and clean, and Ao Bing is no stranger to it.

——I have taken the antidote as promised, take it twice a day with water, and it can be detoxified in seven days to restore internal strength.

Unscrewing the bottle and smelling the medicine inside, Ao Bing took out one and kneaded it into powder, then added water to dissolve it and drank it.

Then put the note on the candle and light it together with the letter Fu Que left yesterday.

——To be continued——