my brother became a scum

"Fuck you," I laughed angrily, and saw him leaning against the station through the window, wearing a woolen coat, which felt very cold, and I couldn't help scolding him, "There's something wrong, you won't freeze to death Damn, hurry up."

"Let me come up?" He looked up at my window and waved his hand childishly.

"Come up, hurry up, I'll share your food."

"Okay~"

I hung up the phone and watched him trot into the door of the unit, took the key to open the door familiarly, got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and was brushing his teeth when I heard the knock on the door.

There was still white foam on my mouth, but I still dragged my slippers and went to someone to open the door. He glanced at me, tried to save face, and held back his smile.

I had something in my mouth, so I ignored him. I went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I found Zhang Chen lying on my sofa with nothing in his hands.

"Zhang Chen, for the Chinese New Year, where are the New Year's goods?"

"Chen Heping, what about the red envelopes for Chinese New Year?"

"Didn't you tell Oda all about it?"

"I don't care, no red envelopes, no New Year's goods, pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

"Yeah, no money, no more goods."

Zhang Chen and I argued for a few words, and went into the kitchen to make breakfast without any complaints, but Zhang Chen got up from the sofa and leaned directly against my kitchen door, very lazy and unique.

I cracked a few eggs and put them in a bowl, and while beating the eggs, I asked him, "What instructions does Eldest Young Master have?"

"I didn't give you any instructions, I just came here to say that there are too many New Year's goods for you, and I'm too lazy to carry them. The delivery person will come to your door in the afternoon."

"Oh, thank you." I turned my head, turned on the natural gas stove, and started pouring oil to heat up the oil, ready to scramble eggs.

"You're not happy either?"

"It will be more pleasant to bring the New Year's goods in hand."

"Your point of view is too traditional."

"My grandfather taught it. If you have the ability, go to him to protest."

"...You know I've been pretending to be good in front of him."

I started to pour the egg liquid, and with the sound of stinging, the bubbles of the egg became golden, and I took a spatula to quickly shovel it, and it was immediately poured out after frying.

"Chen Heping, you don't seem to have added salt."

My hands paused, and I said calmly: "I'll make a sandwich later, without adding salt."

I originally wanted to make scrambled eggs for hot porridge, but now there is no salt added to the eggs. I only need to fry bacon, wash lettuce, and toast slices of bread. I can barely make a toast sandwich with plain scrambled eggs.

When I was holding the chopsticks, Zhang Chen dug out a very delicate plate from nowhere and used it to hold the sandwich. After choosing a soft light for a long time, I used a knife and fork to dent the shape for 10 minutes. The photographer was of course me—— —A full 87 photos were wasted.

He sent this photo to Moments, and asked me to give him a like. I was embarrassed to tell him that I had blocked his Moments for a long time. Last year or the year before last, he took a special photo with soft light. Beautiful butt, and half of my waist, it should be taken while inserting it. I liked this photo, and within 3 minutes, the photo disappeared. He sent me an emoji on WeChat, without explanation, I just said that I will come over tomorrow, and I replied him with a line, and blocked him very easily.

Out of sight, out of mind, out of breath.

Zhang Chen threw away his cell phone, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and started to eat. I asked him, "You don't need a knife and fork?"

He said: "Knives and forks are used to pretend, chopsticks are used to live."

What I said was meaningful, and it was a bit like comforting my poor wife. My brain hurt again, and I didn't show it on my face. I just told myself, don't quarrel when it's Chinese New Year, just bear with him for the time being.

I finally finished my breakfast. I threw the dishes into the sink to wash them. I was washing the bowls. My back sank and my waist tightened. I wiped the sides of the bowls. I knocked on the washed bowls and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Come here to find you, do you want to do it?"

I glanced at the remaining bowls in the sink, sighed silently, and wiped my hands with a dry towel: "You really can make me mess up."

His head was pressed against my back, and he smiled sullenly: "I like you."

"Let go, I can't turn around." I patted the back of his hand.

He let go, but couldn't help complaining: "You really ruin the atmosphere."

I was finally able to turn around, and saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking like he didn't want to fuck.His skin is glowing white, but his lips are ruddy and tight. Maybe he just secretly added a layer of lip gloss—don't ask me why a man would carry such a thing with him.

I raised my hand and pinched his cheek, his eyes blinked and blinked, cute and cunning.

If he keeps looking like this, I'm afraid I'm going to die on him.

"Be gentle?"

"get out."

I let go of the hand that squeezed my face, clasped the back of his head, and bit his lips. It tasted like peaches. The laughter overflowed from my lips, and soon turned into a vague sound of water. The lips and tongue were intertwined. And dangerous.

His eyes were stained with a beautiful layer of water, and soon became clear again. I raised my head to end the kiss, and stroked the back of my head with my fingers to touch the back of his neck.

He shrank his neck and yelled itchy, but he wasn't afraid at all.

"Chen'er, have you lost weight?"

"I'm not thin, and I gained three catties during the Chinese New Year. Fuck...Chen Heping, you damn..."

I might be crazy, I lifted Zhang Chen up like I was carrying a sack, he kicked me a few times, it wasn't heavy, it was like a joke.

I carried him out of the kitchen, kicked open the bedroom door, and threw him on the bed.He lay on the bed and smiled: "Damn, what are you carrying, your face is sweating."

"I'm a little thinner, you should eat more later." I wiped the sweat off my face, kicked off my slippers and went to bed, and carefully began to undress him.

"Can't you tear my clothes off and force me?"

My fingers paused, and I looked up at him. He looked at me very seriously: "On the bed, you can do whatever you want."

I still unbuttoned him, and asked him to raise his hands and feet, stripping him clean: "Don't mess with your clothes, you are expensive."

He stopped talking, he was bored, naked, his legs were bent, and I stuffed a cushion under his buttocks. I dipped my fingers in lubricant and stretched him. He turned his neck and had nothing to say. : "This bottle is a little waterier than last time."

"The effect last time was good, but the side effects were also severe. After using it for a few years, my head is prone to hemorrhoids."

As I said this, I found that the acupoints became much tighter. I looked up and saw Zhang Chen's expression was unclear. He said, "Chen Heping, you miss me so much."

I took out my finger, wiped the liquid with a tissue, and replied to him: "I will send you the sign later, and someone else will insert it later. It is best to use this, so as not to go back to the anorectal department to see you."

"Chen Heping..." He was obviously angry, but considering the situation at this moment, he actually endured it.

I held onto my penis and slowly poked it into his pussy. He gripped the sheet tightly and let out a comfortable breath.

I'm not sure about my sexual orientation, but the first sex'experience was when Zhang Chen gave me a blowjob, and I ejaculated into his mouth quickly, and he swallowed a mouthful of sperm before he reacted and spat it out, wiping his mouth and teasing Me: "Premature ejaculation, you? You're like a beginner."

I patted Zhang Chen's head, blushing at that time, so I replied, "It's not premature ejaculation."

He looked up at me for three seconds and cursed fuck.

We were all in college at that time. Zhang Chen didn’t go to class all day long. He ran around with others to start a business. I also made a group of new friends. Sometimes Zhang Chen went back to school to run errands, and we ate at the school gate, so we could keep our heads down Don't talk - because life is completely different, there is nothing to talk about, his world can't be opened to me, and my world is too ordinary and normal in comparison.

Zhang Chen and I, like all Fa Xiao, are going through the transition to a more mature friendship - we are no longer as confiding as before, thinking about each other, we can not meet or contact each other for dozens of days, of course, if there is something wrong with the other party, I will definitely arrive as soon as possible and help as much as possible.

It is just a rational realization that the world is too big, and a brotherhood does not represent everything. One day, to form your own world and family, friendship must give way to the back.

Our brothers, those who went abroad went abroad, and those who went to other cities went to other cities. In the end, there were not many left. Zhang Chen was too busy to maintain some fragile feelings-this is normal and must be experienced.

I'm fine with this, and I thought Zhang Chen was the same, but he's much weaker than I thought, and maybe he's seen too much shit and seen too much of the dark side of society, so he's desperately trying to catch something.

For a while, Zhang Chen lived extravagantly, squandering money crazily, constantly changing followers around, and the relationship between men and women was relatively chaotic, although it is not much better now.Sometimes when I come out of the library with my computer on my back, I can see him and a group of people I am not familiar with walking under the ginkgo tree in a mighty way. He has a smile on his face and seems to be very happy.

Until late one night, he called me drunk and told me to find him.I found him on the stone pier at the entrance of Jingshan Park. He seemed to be drunk or not, but tilted his head and asked me to carry him away.

I carried him on my back, facing the dark night sky and the dimly lit pavilion, and walked out of the park slowly, and asked him where the car was, and he reported the location, which was still some distance away from the park entrance.

He lay on my shoulder drunkenly, and mumbled some words that I couldn't understand. At that time, I didn't have the patience to ask him what he said. Looking for a car.

When he finally found his car, he took out the key from his waist and threw him into the back seat. When he was about to close the door, he heard him say clearly: "Chen Heping, I miss you gone."

My hands trembled, but I still closed the door, turned around and opened the front door to get into the car, and turned on the heater in the car.

I miss him too, when we read books together, when we skated together, when we lay in bed and watched Hong Kong movies.

I miss him too, but know very well that it will never be like that again.

I stepped on the accelerator and sent him to his house near the school, a bunch of room cards and keys, and tried a few times to get it right.I half-carried him to the bed, gave him water and medicine, and took off his clothes. Just as I was about to go to the guest room to rest, Zhang Chen opened his eyes in a daze. He said, "Let's sleep together tonight." chant."

At that time, I didn't know the deep meaning of this sentence, and I was worried that he would be uncomfortable and noisy in the middle of the night, so I simply closed the door, took off my clothes and went to bed, and dreamed like a dream until dawn.

When I woke up the next day, I just felt something was wrong. I thought I was having a spring dream, but it was too real. When I opened my eyes, I found Zhang Chen lying between my legs with my things in his mouth. It came out in a few shots.

I should be embarrassed, but there's a sense that it's finally here, not even a surprise.Zhang Chen dared to sleep with Li Yang back then, later he dared to sleep with his junior brother, and now he dared to sleep with me, it seems that there is no difference.

He scolded, fuck, I replied, fuck, I just got out of bed and looked through my underwear.

I have been to his house several times, and I vaguely remember that there are clean underwear under the bed, and I turned them out easily. When I was about to put them on, I heard Zhang Chen ask me: "Are you still a baby?"

The word "chu'er" can be regarded as a derogatory term for men.

I didn't reply, so he asked again: "Haven't you done it with Lin Danni, and you haven't done it with Li Chang?"

Lin Danni was my girlfriend in high school, but when she went abroad, she broke up.Li Chang is my junior who has gotten closer recently, and I don't know where Zhang Chen got the news from.

"I have nothing to do with Li Chang." After thinking about it, I explained.

"It doesn't matter if I didn't have time," Zhang Chen lit a cigarette with the sound of a lighter behind him, seeming agitated and happy at the same time, "That's a little gay, you have a good personality and like to be clean Man, he would like to seduce you to have a shot."

"Don't say that about people."

"This circle is very chaotic. Don't sleep with him. If you get sick, there's no way to save it."

"Don't worry, I won't sleep with him."

"Or, you go to bed with me."

I pinched the stack of underwear in my hand, turned my head, Zhang Chen was naked and smoking a cigarette, Erlang's legs were raised high, his skin was white and shiny, his waist was narrow and tender, but unfortunately his chest was flat and there was a little flesh between his legs. .

"I'm not interested. When you and I fucked each other about what happened this morning, don't mention it in the future."

Zhang Chen took the last puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt casually, and lowered his legs. His two thin and white legs were pressed into an M shape, and his buttocks were indulgently opened.

"You are so clean, how about I let you go, let's help each other and play for a while?"

I really didn't see any beauty and temptation, and I didn't have any impulse, so I just grabbed a corner of the quilt and threw it on him: "It's early in the morning, don't go crazy."

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Zhang Chen's hand touched my lower back, which brought me back to my senses, our flesh' bodies were intertwined, my penis was deeply buried in his body, and I fucked his hole again and again .Zhang Chen has always had an indulgent temperament, and he doesn't care when he feels comfortable. He was soon fucked into a mess, and his brother and brother kept calling.

He wanted to tell me to be faster and more ruthless, but if it was faster and more ruthless, he would go crazy again, and his hands were not heavy enough to leave many marks on my back, waist and shoulders.

Both he and I were sweating, he looked at me longingly, I couldn't bear to refuse him, paused, he hoarse, urged: "Brother, I want it."

"Be honest if you want to." I hugged him up and turned him over. He hesitated for a while, then obediently knelt and crawled on the bed, burying his head in the pillow.

He doesn't like being pushed behind by me. Maybe this action made him feel oppressed. He has always said the same thing and doesn't like the feeling of being oppressed.

But I like his beautiful back and round buttocks, and I also like his restrained and obedient appearance. His penis is re-buried into his body, and most of the weight of his body is on him. Deeper, his body was tense at first, but soon softened, and even instinctively lifted his hips to face the grass.

After entanglement for more than half an hour, the meat-hole suddenly tightened, and his head was buried even tighter. I reached out and touched his lower body, it was wet, and I was shot by grass.

I couldn't hold back anymore, I wanted to ejaculate, but I retreated a little when the penis came out, but Zhang Chen turned his face and said vaguely: "Cum inside."

"It's not easy to clean up."

"I said, tell you to cum inside."

I didn't listen to him, so I just pulled it out, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Chen Heping, you fucking..."

I probably became bold, grabbed his hair and pressed him directly on the bed. Taking advantage of his weakness and powerlessness to resist, I pointed the meat stick at his face, licked a few times, and ejaculated directly on the bed. on his face.

The milky white liquid hung on his eyebrows, the bridge of the nose and lips, he froze for a moment, and after a long time, he cursed: "Fuck."

I took an inch and poked his face with the still semi-rigid penis, but he turned his face, covered his head, and said vaguely: "Help me."