three years old

Ning Xi still didn't speak, just leaned in his younger brother's arms and sighed long.

Sure enough, no matter how far north and south are, they can't stop their burning hearts, and their selflessness has never been related to distance.

He felt a little hurt from being hugged by Xing Cheng, and then remembered that he was only wearing a short sleeve, and he turned sideways to cover the scar on his hand with some cover.

Seeing the sweat on Xing Cheng's forehead, Ning Xi said, "Sweating and blowing cold wind, every winter you don't feel comfortable if you don't treat yourself to a cold."

"It doesn't matter," Xing Cheng smiled and touched his forehead, "I still want to infect you."

Occasionally, a boy from the dormitory hit the water and went upstairs. Xing Cheng was tall, and when he turned around, he covered Ning Xi, and blew into his ear like a prank, "Do you want to go up and get something?"

"Take it," Ning Xi pushed him away with a blushing face, "Let's go up together."

Ning Xi's dormitory is clean and tidy, and the beds of the other three boys are not bad. Xing Cheng looked up at the layout of the upper and lower desks, the placement of books on the bookshelves, and the habit of placing paper towels and water glasses. He subconsciously thought of Ning Xi's house. Every time I entered that small bedroom, my nostrils were filled with the fragrance of sunlight.

After his brother went to college, Ning Xi's stepfather came several times to move some old appliances away, and Xing Cheng followed him to look at the door several times. The door of Ning Xi's bedroom was always tightly closed, and anyone could enter. don't go.

The small table he bought with money last year is obediently placed next to the desk in Ning Xi's bedroom, with a small pot of succulents on it.

"What are you looking for?"

Cheng Cheng closed the bedroom door from behind, walked over and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, and said in a low voice, "Brother, you've lost weight again."

While searching, Ning Xi said, "If you're looking for a change of laundry, you need to bring some pajamas."

"What clothes to wear to sleep..."

Xing Cheng pushed Ning Xi's trousers from the back, and hugged Ning Xi tightly with uncontrollable vigor all over his body.

His crotch was rubbed forward inch by inch, until Ning Xi couldn't hold back his muffled groan. Standing, he grabbed the ladder pole in the dormitory with his arms, his legs and feet were weak, and he gritted his teeth and turned around to scold him: "This is the bedroom..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Cheng sealed his silence with a kiss.

The dormitory was so quiet that a needle could be heard for a moment, except for Ning Xi's rapid panting, his books and pens fell to the ground.

Xingcheng took a kiss across mountains, seas and rivers, and kissed into his mouth and throat.

Their lips and tongues entangled and collided here, and they were also nervous about the invasion of outsiders, but their thoughts and impulses came to their heads. After all, they were young people, so they ignored it and let the ambiguity in the air fluctuate endlessly.

Xing Cheng turned Ning Xi over, pushed away all the things on Ning Xi's desk that could restrain him, swept them aside, and pressed them down hard.

Ning Xi opened her legs almost reflexively, her white arms were still exposed, and hugged her brother's back tightly, allowing him to lift up the hem of his short-sleeved clothes, lift the waist of his trousers and take them off.

"Wait a moment……"

Ning Xi grabbed his hand and was about to speak, when his sharp eyes saw the large scratches on his arm, he stared and asked, "How did you do this?"

"It was scratched by a motorcycle on the road, it's a small matter."

He didn't care, he took off his pants on his own, and when he was grabbed by the waist, he pushed forward and squeezed his chin almost hard, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Ning Xi looked at him calmly, stretched out his hand, and touched his younger brother's eyebrows, corners of eyes, jaw, and even collarbone with his fingertips, like dots on the surface of water, scraping on his heart.

"You have injuries here, here, here...why didn't you tell me?"

Xing Cheng didn't answer, he lowered his head and held Ning Xi's arm, licking the new flesh with the tip of his tongue almost devoutly, Ning Xi narrowed his eyes unconsciously, wrapped his arms around Xing Cheng's neck, and opened his mouth to bite his ear: "book a hotel Yet?"

Xing Cheng nodded, "I've ordered it."

The Target Hotel is in a market near the school. It looks like the style of Hong Kong dramas in the 90s and [-]s. The neon signs are scattered and shone with dazzling red light.

On the way to the hotel, there was construction next to it, and vehicles were speeding past, blowing sand, and the first reaction was to lower his head and hug Ning Xi's head.

He patted the hat amusedly, and said in a low voice, "A dust fell on my forehead, bro, give me a blow."

Ning Xi pinched him and stroked the sand on his back, "Stupid."

Along the way, Xing Cheng wore a hat that covered half of his face, and hugged Ning Xi tightly.

When they arrived at the hotel, the two anxiously showed their ID cards, went upstairs anxiously, and unlocked the lock anxiously. Immediately afterwards, this world became a battlefield for each other.

Xing Cheng is really a young boy, his breathing has never calmed down, he hurriedly took off his shirt, rushed into the bathroom and took a shower, his whole body was damp.

He untied the bath towel to reveal his strong waist, then lowered his head to kiss his brother.

Ning Xi had just rushed out, had just changed into her pajamas, and couldn't hold the hair dryer firmly in her hand, and fell directly to the ground.

Ning Xi was dazed by his chaotic kiss, slowly supported Xing Cheng's waist, reached into his trousers with both hands, and loosened the elastic.

Xing Cheng was so hot that he was swollen, and he reached out to touch the back of Ning Xi's head, until the moment he was swallowed by his brother into his throat, he seemed to be still alive in the clouds, with spring and autumn in front of his eyes, running through the smoke of thousands of miles.

He released it in his mouth, but Ning Xi seemed to have swallowed a mouthful of elixir, sending love to his lips and tongue again, wishing for the two of them to have white hair and live forever.

"Do you remember last winter?"

Cheng Cheng asked him in a hoarse voice, "Your back, your chin, I saw it thousands of times that day."

Ning Xi's voice was a bit dry after being tortured by lust, "Did you see the flowers coming?"

"Look," Xing Cheng said while kissing him, "I've bitten a lot of hickey marks, and they are so beautiful on you."

Ning Xi didn't answer, but pressed Xing Cheng's head to draw his fiery breath closer.

Xing Cheng's whole body became hot again after being touched by Ning Xi's hands, and gasped, he said, "Brother, I miss you very much."

Ning Xi already felt that the knuckles of Xing Cheng who had played basketball were much thicker than before due to the day and night training, and they were grinding and exploring inside a little bit. He hummed lightly, and Xing Cheng opened his mouth to lick him ears.

Xing Cheng lowered his head to see Ning Xi's smooth back, the familiar curve, directly pulled the bedding on the bed, dragged it to the carpeted floor, pressed Ning Xi on it, and brutally sucked his neck and collarbone.

The bodies of the two young men were entangled like mad, heaving and sweating, the clothes fell on the floor, and the bedding was all used to pad the floor, Cheng Cheng didn't want to admit it, he was so anxious now that he didn't even have the strength to climb onto the bed together .

Cheng Cheng was so hooked that he almost lost his self-control, turned Ning Xi over and leaned against the wall, pinned his lower back, and desperately licked and kissed the back of his neck.

Both kneeled and leaned against the wall, and Ning Xi pushed Ning Xi's body away with his knees. Ning Xi panted with his head up, like a dying fish on the shore, waiting for Cheng Cheng to save his life with a wave of waves. , waiting to ride...

He got into him.

Xing Cheng stopped his movements, pinched his chin, and said in a deep voice, "Brother."

"I know, you came in," Ning Xi couldn't hold back the swelling pain, and took a deep breath, "It's so deep."

He couldn't break free, he was almost torn apart, as if he was nailed to the wall, he was treated "rudely" but affectionately, and he was lured madly and directly.

Turning to the front and being entered, Ning Xi stretched out his arms to wrap around Xing Cheng's neck, leaving a tooth mark punitively.

When Ning Xi raised his chin uncontrollably and groaned in a rough voice, Xing Cheng went to look at the arc that made him obsessed.

He fell in love with Ning Xi's just right, straightforward and cold sex appeal, like snow lotuses on a high mountain, which finally turned into a full moon under him.

Ning Xi gasped in shock and covered her face, and Xing Cheng aggressively grabbed his wrist, preventing him from covering half of it, causing Ning Xi to feign anger, so Xing Cheng stood up and hit him hard, until Ning Xi couldn't catch it With trembling shoulders, Cheng Cheng scolded him: "Your basketball... practice is not for nothing!"

Running to show the results of the training, he worked hard, and accidentally fired with a long gun, stabbing Ning Xi to almost collapse half of the sky.

To seduce implicitly, to lose oneself presumptuously.

The two surrounded the world, shameless, naive and dissolute.

The sex between men was intense and unrestrained, he had already forgotten how many times, how Cheng Cheng called him "Brother" in his ear, how he opened his legs to the maximum to greet him Belonging to his teenager.

When love is equal to lust, the flames tend to burn the strongest.

The walls of this small hotel are thin and the bed is soft and not sound-proof. The movement of walking is wide open and close, so that the bed makes noise all the time. There was too much movement, and after a while, there was a sound of knocking on the wall.

Seeing that Ning Xi was enduring all this time, Xing Cheng laughed wickedly, he went deep slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, call out."

Ning Xi turned her face to the side not to look at the unbridled gallop on his body, but was pushed so hard that a groan escaped her throat.

Cheng Cheng bent down his sweaty body, nonchalantly: "If you like to listen to the walls, let them listen. What time is it?"

"Wait, wait," Ning Xi, who has always been able to carry it, begged for a rare turn, and clung to Cheng Cheng's strong and strong arm like a cat, "It's too swollen, I..."

Xing Cheng didn't answer, but just fucked him hard, knocking his brother Ning Xi into a pool of spring water, melting into his green mountains and long rivers.

Ning Xi half-closed her eyes, swaying her body following the rhythm of her younger brother, gasping for breath, almost forgetting where she was.

It seems to be at home in Chengdu, it seems to be in the living room of listening to cicadas in summer, and it seems to be in a tent in the field... He can't tell the difference.

On the way, my roommate called, and Xing Cheng knew about it, but he didn't stop at all. Ning Xi couldn't beat him, so he gritted his teeth and dared not make a sound. The roommate kept saying "Hello" several times before Xing Cheng let him go. Withdrew slowly, Ning Xi hurriedly said something about sleeping out tonight, and hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Cheng Cheng broke in again, and whispered hoarsely in his ear: "I am so envious of your roommate, who can sleep and get up with you every day, and eat many meals... When I think of you, if you forget to take a shower Bring a bath towel, and the person who came to hand it to you is someone else, so I'm jealous."

"Eat and sleep with you," Ning Xi said, "Eat and sleep with others."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be worried about Xingcheng's jealousy, and added: "I will never forget my bath towel."

While comforting Xingcheng, he silently counted the money to rent a house in Beijing next year in his heart.

Xing Cheng started to move again.

He buried himself in and pulled away, quickly and violently, over and over again, causing Ning Xi to pinch his back red, panting in a low voice, so comfortable that his eyes were red.

Ning Xi turned her head and found a small gap left by the curtains. She could see that the snow outside the window had already melted, and it flowed down the edge, endlessly.

He wanted to fuck him, he wanted to fuck him, they wanted to stop at this day.

I think that the first snow in Beijing will never melt, and people around me will never leave, but it is a pity that spring will always come.

"Ning Xi." Xing Cheng rarely called his full name.

Ning Xi still closed his eyes in the lust, and the tears from the corners of his eyes had been blurred and wiped away, he replied in a low voice: "I am..."

"wait for me,"

Xing Cheng was panting, the movement of his lower body still did not stop, he stabbed several times one after another, hearing the person under him couldn't help but be engulfed in pleasure, he clamped his legs and thumped, bent down to grab his brother's ear.

Cheng Cheng's voice hoarsely said, "In Beijing."

The passion comes fiercely, but he walks incessantly, even though his whole body is soaked and he no longer has the strength to lift his legs, Ning Xi is just begging for a hug, but he can be coaxed by Xing Cheng, making noises, saying to do it again.

No one knocked on the next door, the curtains were drawn tightly, and nothing and anyone could disturb them.

At the age of 21, in a small hotel in Haidian District, Beijing, on the floor, they were wrapped in bedding, dazed, and kissed.

He keeps coming into him.