my brother became a scum

In spring, the school organized volunteer activities, and I also signed up. Zhang Chen said that he was going on a business trip, and we left after having a meal.

The voluntary activities were in Shencheng, and Zhang Chen was on a business trip in Chuancheng, at least [-] kilometers away, but I bumped into Zhang Chen on the street.

It was a very dramatic scene. There is an antique road in Shencheng, but it has been transformed into a commercial street in recent years. There is a famous bakery on this street, so I came here to buy some bread for breakfast next week. , No, but it was raining when I went out.

The rain was not heavy, and I was dressed thickly, so I put on the hat of my clothes and walked forward with my head down.

Go straight along this road, there is a three-way intersection, the leftmost road leads to the nearest subway station.

I'm already familiar with this road, but I stopped suddenly when I was walking - I heard a voice that shouldn't appear here.

He said, "Honey, I like you the most."

I thought that Zhang Chen came all the way to give me a surprise, but when I looked up, I found that his back was facing me, and the words were spoken to the people in front of him.

It was an extremely beautiful boy, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his short hair was stained with water droplets. He said: "You can deceive people."

"I lied to you, that's why I lied to you," Zhang Chen said with a smile, and opened the umbrella in his hand to cover him and the boy opposite, "Stop making trouble, let's go back."

But the boy passed Zhang Chen and looked at me, with confusion and provocation in his words: "Brother, stand over there, how long are you going to listen and watch?"

I don't know when the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so I could calmly wipe the water on my face. I stopped my trembling mouth and pinched my fingers sorely, but I smiled and said: "Your boyfriend is me. Classmate, didn't you bump into me, I wanted to say hello, but I didn't realize it, and I could still listen to a corner."

The boy looked suspiciously at Zhang Chen, then at me, and said, "You didn't bring an umbrella."

"It was still sunny when I went out, so I didn't bring it."

Zhang Chen turned around at this moment, there was no trace of embarrassment or fluctuation on his face, it was very natural.

He said: "Then you come and squeeze, I drove over, where do you live, I will give you a ride."

"No need," I wiped the water on my face again, "I'll just take the subway, this umbrella is too small, please contact me later."

"Alright."

I waved my hand and ran into the road on the left, but couldn't help it, and looked back.

I saw Zhang Chen holding an umbrella in the pouring rain, holding the boy's shoulders with his back, intimate and affectionate.

At the moment I decided to turn around, Zhang Chen turned his head suddenly. He saw me, said something silently, then turned back naturally and walked his way.

The rain was too heavy and the distance was too far, I couldn't hear what he was saying.

In a daze, he took the subway back to the temporary dormitory, drank a bowl of ginger soup, shivered while wrapped in a quilt.

I thought I shouldn't be angry or sad. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Chen didn't say anything.

He was just warmer, clingier, and informal, but I took these as he was pursuing me.

I convinced myself that all this was just a misunderstanding, and Zhang Chen did not betray me.

The phone rang suddenly, I took my hand out from the warm blanket, picked up the phone, and the next second, the phone was scrapped in the corner.

Zhang Chen's grandson said: "Maybe you didn't see clearly, what I said to you was four words, I like you."

I should have thought a long time ago that Zhang Chen, a scumbag, will be scumbag on my head sooner or later.

What is it like?

Maybe they are happy when they are together, and unhappy when they are not.

When I was very young, I watched a rather gloomy old drama, the queen's male favorite tried to seduce the favored princess, but the favored princess only had the dead son-in-law in her heart.There was an interesting conversation between them.

The princess believes that if you like someone, you must be loyal to him, stay with each other, and grow old together.

But the male favorite told the princess that if you like someone, you want to be happy, if you are not happy, then it is not liking.

The male favorite persuaded the princess, but it was difficult to convince me, maybe because I was brought up by my grandfather when I was a child, some of my thoughts were too conservative, and I couldn't accept chaotic emotional and sexual relationships.

I always think that if a person really likes another person, he will not see other people in his eyes.

Before I got entangled with Zhang Chen, I didn't think I would become friends with sex, and I wouldn't let someone who said he liked me hunt around for sex, but all the principles were smashed to pieces, retreating again and again, There is almost no bottom line.

I became a puppet in his hands, and became his vassal in a numb and mechanical way, expressing dissatisfaction with thin language, but also knowing that he will always find me, and he can also grasp my weakness.My heart is so soft in front of him, and I can't bear to see him sad. It's just a bad relationship between me and him.

Now I am finally half awake, trying to cut off the fetters of entanglement, but living every day as my last, I can't help but be nicer to him.

Life is regular and stable, Zhang Chen said he would send me to work, but in fact I was driving the car, and he was lying on the back seat to catch up on sleep, and when I got to my company, got out of the car, he would wake him up , told him to be spirited, and drove to work.

He never tired of it, always said that in the car I was driving, he would sleep soundly when he returned to the cage, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, I couldn't help it, pinched the tip of his nose, told him to be careful on the road, and go with a bag Go to work after crossing two small roads.

We often cook at home, and Zhang Chen always harassed me on WeChat, asking me what I would like to have for dinner. I told him what to eat, and he casually reported two dishes. After a while, he said that the assistant had bought the dishes and put them away. In the milk crate downstairs at my house.

When I get off work, Zhang Chen is often still busy, but when the meal is almost ready, he will knock on the door.I took off my apron and opened the door, caught him who was rushing towards me familiarly, hugged his waist firmly with both hands, and he was smiling on my shoulder—maybe that’s why he didn’t want to open the door even though he had the key ?

After we had dinner, we would go for a walk occasionally, but most of the time we were tired of lying on the sofa, with his head resting on my lap, still busy with his seemingly endless work, I would cut a Pick an apple or an orange, stuff it into his mouth, and then quickly withdraw his hand, so as not to prevent Zhang Chen from holding my finger and seducing me to be indulged with him.

Occasionally we will roll together and make love, but most of the time we just do our own thing or talk softly. It is quiet and beautiful, like the most perfect fantasy space for getting along.

The lamp in the bedroom was replaced by a rotating star lamp by Zhang Chen. On the top is a big star, surrounded by a bunch of small stars. Apart from the light, there are also the shadows of the stars, blingbling, full of girlish hearts.One day, Zhang Chenping and I were lying on the bed, and Zhang Chen suddenly said, "I want to pick the stars."

I just wanted to laugh at his wishful thinking, but when I saw a bunch of stars above my head, I asked coaxingly, "Which one do you want?"

Zhang Chen pointed to a small star, and I didn't bother to move, so I raised my hand and let the star's shadow fall on my palm, and put my fist into his chest with five fingers together: "I caught it, here it is for you." .”

"Chen Heping, are you naive or not," he said with a smile, but he put his hand on the back of mine and held it tightly, "I pretended that you gave me a little star."

Really, I don't know if it's him or me who is naive, like a child.I stretched out my hand from under the back of his hand, and couldn't help looking at the star he just pointed to, but he quickly took my hand again, interlocking fingers tightly.

"Chen Heping?"

"how?"

"Thank you for picking the stars for me."

"Just teasing you to play."

"Only you are willing to coax me to play."

I don't like the description of "only" very much. It seems to be a hint that Zhang Chen has done the same experiment on other people, comparing me with the strangers I am familiar with one by one.I don't feel flattered, just bored.

Zhang Chen turned over, his arms pressed against my side, covering the starry sky.

"I want to kiss you."

"Dear."

He lowered his head and kissed my lips quickly, and he left as soon as he touched it, and there was a little shyness of a teenager on his face, and I was a little dazed because of this too pure kiss.

"Chen Heping?"

"say."

"I want to make--love with you."

"Oh."

"I want to kiss your whole body."

His eyes were bright and innocent, but he couldn't stop laughing and lusting. He kissed my earlobe and my neck, familiar and erotic.

I can't control the surge of desire, even though I know it clearly, I have already fallen.He bit the button of my pajamas between his teeth, licked my chest wet with his tongue, and inserted my hand into his hair, he stopped abruptly, raised his head, and looked at me with a smile.

I also looked at him, and my eyes met each other, with a hint of affection.

He lowered his head again, his tongue slid all the way down to my lower abdomen, and he naturally contained my half-erect penis—he never felt that lust was a shameful thing, He will not be humiliated and resisted by oral sex and being raped. He enjoys the pleasure brought by desire and is addicted to it.

I gripped his hair and rubbed against his throat, but my mind became clearer. I clearly knew what Zhang Chen looked like, and I also clearly knew that he was almost invulnerable.

The penis got bigger and bigger, he was finally forced back to end the blowjob, he climbed on top of me, grabbed my hand and touched his asshole: "I want to swallow you penis."

His skin was stained with a very light pink, and he was extremely gentle and harmless, like a cold and greedy snake wrapped in a layer of warm human skin.

Realizing that the analogy wasn't supposed to be rude, I dug my fingers into his pussy, wet - perhaps freshly lubricated from the shower.

I pulled out my fingers and raised my hand to hold his waist: "As you like."

His hair fell to his shoulders, and he grabbed my penis with one hand, swallowing it slowly and greedily.

He sat on me, sighed contentedly, and instinctively swayed his waist, fiddled with my penis, causing my penis to rush straight to the sensitive part of his inner wall.

We did it for a long time this time, but at the end his waist was not strong enough, so I supported his waist and pushed him up and down, and finally ejaculated. When I came in, all my condoms disappeared, and he said he likes the feeling of cum on the inside, it's solid and secure.

I observed him a few times, and he didn't have a bad stomach, so I had to follow him.