chasing the sun

He stared at Gao Xiaoshan intently, because what he thought in his heart was: Come on, you can do whatever you want to me.

Gao Xiaoshan suddenly grasped Zhang Jiu's upright roots, and he roughly rubbed Zhang Jiu for a while, as if he was giving Zhang Jiu a pistol. Then he began to stroke Zhang Jiu's thighs. , kneading, kneading so hard that Zhang Jiu was so painful that he groaned slightly again.

When Gao Xiaoshan lifted Zhang Jiu's legs upwards, opened them to both sides, and folded them almost to the sky, Zhang Jiu really closed his eyes, because that posture made him feel really indecent, shameful, and ashamed. It is also extremely exciting because of shame and shame. . . . . .He only used his body to concentrate on feeling Gao Xiaoshan's spitting, rubbing his fingers repeatedly, and finally stretched into his asshole, where he was roughly beaten, swollen and stimulated. . . . . . .

Gao Xiaoshan took off his shirt and trousers by himself. . . . .Zhang Jiu stood up slightly, staring and admiring almost greedily.Gao Xiaoshan's skin is slightly dark, but it looks smooth. His shoulders are very broad, and his chest is thick, which makes his lower body look thin and tall. But in fact, his lower abdomen is slightly bulging, but it is matched with thick pubic hair and a stick that soars to the sky. Zhang Jiu felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and he was so eager to touch. . . . . . .

But Gao Xiaoshan didn't give Zhang Jiu any permission to touch.He quickly put on a condom for himself, walked over, grabbed Zhang Jiu's ankle, and dragged it to the edge of the bed.It seemed that the location was not ideal. Gao Xiaoshan had long legs and the bed was short. He dragged two pillows and placed them under Zhang Jiu's waist, then raised Zhang Jiu's legs again, spit, and inserted them in one go.

Zhang Jiu still felt the pain, although it was not so painful that he had to stop and just wanted to escape, but his scalp was numb, he closed his eyes, clenched his fists with both hands, and groaned. . . . . .He opened his eyes and saw Gao Xiaoshan staring at his face with almost perfect eyes, admiring and intoxicated. . . . .Then he pulled it out all the way and inserted it all the way in. . . . . . .At that moment, Zhang Jiu felt that Gao Xiaoshan was about to stab himself to death. . . . . . . .

Afterwards, Gao Xiaoshan motioned Zhang Jiu to kneel beside the bed, pressed his waist, and rushed. . . . . .Zhang Jiu shot first, and Gao Xiaoshan also stopped.He motioned Zhang Jiu to lie down on the bed again, fiddling with his body and inserting him face to face again. . . . . .

At this moment, Zhang Jiu was engrossed in admiring Gao Xiaoshan's every move. Because of the long and violent thrusting, his face was covered with a little sweat and a look of enjoyment. Then Zhang Jiu heard Gao Xiaoshan say something. . . . . . .He didn't react, but when he did, Zhang Jiu was surprised. . . . .

Gao Xiaoshan gave an order in a low voice: hug me.

Zhang Jiu hesitated, hugged Gao Xiaoshan's body on his body, slightly wet, still smooth skin, from shoulders to waist to buttocks, every tight and powerful muscle. . . . .Zhang Jiu went from stroking to rubbing to hugging tightly. . . . .When Gao Xiaoshan ejaculated, his eyes were closed and his lips were slightly parted. Apart from panting, he made no sound. . . . . .

Zhang Jiu was stunned. He couldn't help it, and desperately hugged Xiao Shan, put his arms around his head, and kissed and licked his face carelessly.Gao Xiaoshan didn't resist at all, he let Zhang Jiu's face become wet with kisses. . . .When Zhang Jiu recklessly pried Gao Xiaoshan's lips open with his tongue and stuck it between his teeth, Gao Xiaoshan seemed to have recovered from the climax and raised his face, as if avoiding it, but he just glanced at Zhang Jiu , then lowered his head, and kissed Zhang Jiu intently. . . . . . .Zhang Jiu stiffened again. . . . . .

41

For Zhang Jiu, it was a magical night.

Gao Xiaoshan is like a friend with benefits. After doing it, he is silent, not to mention tenderness, not even a word.But when Zhang Jiu went to take a shower, he also entered the bathroom, hugged Zhang Jiu, stroked and teased him.Later, he turned off the faucet, found a small towel, forced Zhang Jiu to kneel down and lifted his buttocks, and stuffed the towel into Zhang Jiu's body bit by bit.

Zhang Jiu was surprised, irritated, and a little painful and worried, but he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that Gao Xiaoshan would give him a mouth, so he could safely and boldly hand himself over to Gao Xiaoshan, and just concentrate on enjoying. . . . . .Later, Gao Xiaoshan turned on the nozzle again, wet the towel from the outside to the inside, swelled it, and then quickly pulled it out.It made Zhang Jiu almost ejaculate.

Gao Xiaoshan lit the lighter and teased Zhang Jiu's nipples at a distance, Zhang Jiu instinctively avoided.So Gao Xiaoshan rummaged through boxes and chests to find something that could be tied, tied Zhang Jiu up and fixed it on the chair, and lit it again with a cigarette butt.Zhang Jiu was immersed in the excitement of anticipation and fear. The flame was approaching and the temperature was high. Zhang Jiu struggled and begged. Gao Xiaoshan took away the cigarette butt, sat on Zhang Jiu, and cooled him down with his tongue. . . . .

Gao Xiaoshan brought a large bottle of white water from the refrigerator, he forced Zhang Jiu to drink more than half of it, and poured the rest on Zhang Jiu's back.Later Zhang Jiu went to the toilet, but Gao Xiaoshan stopped him.When Zhang Jiu was really uncomfortable, he was dragged to the bathroom by Gao Xiaoshan, and used all rogue methods to make Zhang Jiu pee all over the floor like incontinence. While enjoying the feeling of being completely controlled and played, Zhang Jiu had a love-hate relationship. Cursed coquettishly: You are a fucking devil.

Gao Xiaoshan also has many evil tricks of using local materials, such as blowing Zhang Jiu's dick, testicles, and ass hole with a hair dryer. . . . . . .Gao Xiaoshan found a pair of chopsticks and inserted them into Zhang Jiu's body one by one. He said he would kiss him if he inserted one more chopstick. Zhang Jiu felt that he had really reached his limit in order to be kissed. . . . . .

After calming down, Zhang Jiu took the initiative to hug Xiao Shan. After a while, Gao Xiaoshan broke free, and then hugged Zhang Jiu, letting him face down and bury his face in his chest. . . . .

"You've never done this before?" Zhang Jiu asked with a contented, sweet smile.

"No."

"That must have been learned from somewhere."

"No."

Zhang Jiu raised his head from Xiao Shan's arms, and looked at Gao Xiao Shan with an unnaturally persistent face, just like a five-year-old kid trying to lie, Zhang Jiu laughed.

42

The next day the weather was fine, not so hot flashes.Gao Xiaoshan took Zhang Jiu to apply for a mobile phone card first. There were some mobile phones for sale. Zhang Jiu just looked at them at random. They were all very old and outdated models.He heard Gao Xiaoshan say from the side: This small town is not good, if you like it, buy Aifeng, as long as there is a new one, you can change it. . . . . .

Zhang Jiu was puzzled, looked up at Gao Xiaoshan, and smiled: I don't want to buy a mobile phone, I just look at it and play with it.

Gao Xiaoshan seemed embarrassed: I mean in the future, in the future, in the future. . . . .

When Zhang Jiu heard the word "future", he suddenly felt stimulated. He was immediately embarrassed and guilty, so he could only smile gently at Gao Xiaoshan.

The two were silent.

After completing the phone card, Zhang Jiu said that the first call would be to Gao Xiaoshan.Gao Xiaoshan looked at Zhang Jiu, smiled, took Zhang Jiu's phone and dialed the number, then returned it to Zhang Jiu, and answered the phone himself.

Zhang Jiu smiled: You can speak Tianjin dialect again.

Gao Xiaoshan looked at Zhang Jiu, was silent for a moment, and said in Tianjin: You know. . . .You now have the phone number of a big bad guy.

Hearing the pleasant accent, Zhang Jiu understood what Gao Xiaoshan said. He remembered everything last night, so he smiled happily and whispered: He is indeed a big bad guy, too bad, I still feel pain. . . . . .

Gao Xiaoshan smiled, but he quickly looked away, took out a cigarette, and handed Zhang Jiu one.Zhang Jiu still had the previous smile on his face, picked up the phone, and quickly took out the lighter, first for Gao Xiaoshan, and then for himself.He smoked twice, turned his head, and saw Gao Xiaoshan looking at him. . . . . . .

Zhang Jiu didn't know why he was doing this. It was like self-hypnosis that he could forget the things he should have kept in mind for a period of time.

There is nothing good in the town, just some local items that have never been seen before, attracting Zhang Jiu.As soon as he saw something to eat, Gao Xiaoshan over there paid the money and said, "Try it, if it's not good, throw it away."He looked at an interesting handicraft, and Gao Xiaoshan had already paid for it.

"I didn't say I would buy it, my God, I don't dare to read anything like this." Zhang Jiu said.

Gao Xiaoshan was embarrassed again, and then Gao Xiaoshan just followed.Zhang Jiu saw a seller of sunglasses. He was very gay, so he couldn't help trying them on one by one. Every time he put on one, he looked in the mirror and turned his head. He must see Gao Xiaoshan watching him. . . . .

At noon, Gao Xiaoshan led Zhang Jiu to a restaurant. Although the environment was a bit dirty, Gao Xiaoshan ordered rich dishes, including steamed dumplings and siu mai. . . . .

"It's all pasta. This one is the best here...is it delicious?" Gao Xiaoshan said, earnestly, looking at Zhang Jiu who was chewing expectantly, as if waiting for an evaluation, waiting to be evaluated by the teacher praise.

Zhang Jiu remembered something he should keep in mind at that moment, so he suddenly felt so blocked that it was difficult to swallow, so he could only nod his head vigorously. . . . . . .

43

The car that picked them up came after dark, so Gao Xiaoshan said that he could go to a nearby reservoir to play in the afternoon.

Zhang Jiu said he didn't want to play anymore, he wanted to go back.

Gao Xiaoshan frowned and asked: What's wrong?

Zhang Jiu replied in a low voice: It can't be like this when we go back to the stockade.I want to spend more time with you. . . . . .Fuck you if you want. . . . . .

When Zhang Jiu said the last few words, his voice was so low that he could barely hear him.

But Gao Xiaoshan heard it, he didn't say anything, and the two walked back to the residence in silence.After closing the door, the two looked at each other, hugged and kissed each other at the same time. . . .