Belly Trojan

He tried to contain desire under the red veil.He has done this action many times in his life, both forced and voluntary, and sometimes forced and turned voluntary.He is very familiar, very skilled, and knows how to please others.But this time he was pleasing himself, and he was already trembling with excitement before he touched it, as if the body was no longer the body, but had become a pure feeling.The natural pain and pleasure are forgotten, only this bunch of sensitive and vulnerable feelings remain.The sound of teeth colliding involuntarily reverberated into a metal-like grinding sound in his body, and he had to try his best not to hurt the opponent, this kind of restraint was similar to a turtle binding on the root, not being released made the orgasm long and continuous.

Spread those tight legs with your hands, allowing them to splay out to the sides.The lines of the muscles are too rigid, and at this time they are exerting all their strength nervously, making a straight line on the inside, and trembling uncontrollably when touched.We turned out to be the same.Man is originally the same, with all the similarities and all the differences.The thing was inflamed, and couldn't be seen clearly in the hazy red. It was deformed by the thin cloth, like a larva struggling in a damp chrysalis, stretching its limit through the wet, revealing its top.He licked it with his tongue, and the touch was infinitely magnified in his longing, and he could even feel the pulsating frequency of the blue veins on the pillar; the frequency was in sync with his own heartbeat.Then lightly hooked the drenched cloth with the tips of the teeth and pulled it down, the thing could no longer be restrained and popped out, eagerly hit his face, and was swallowed into the warm and wet mouth. Hearing a long, suppressed moan, the crotch couldn't help pushing forward.Immediately, the throat shrank sharply reflexively, as if wanting to squeeze out the giant object, and also seemed to be eager to swallow it deeper. After only a few strokes, the thing was still so hard that it was hot, and I threw away the helmet first. A, shot so badly that he couldn't even lift his waist.

Fan Shu leaned against his shoulder in a panic, twitching his body to back away, but he refused, half-sucking and half-biting his tarsal bone to follow his shape, squeezing the full tip with the base of his tongue, and the greedy lips that hesitated and licked were rubbed It was so red, it was like applying the same color lip gloss.After two strokes of that firmness, he had surrendered, and his prey finally came to his mouth, twitching and shooting out streams of white turbidity, overflowing his mouth.The impact made him choke and cough, Fan Shu hurriedly backed away, the red curtain was like an uncovered hijab, a wedding that missed the time, slowly slipping down from the top of Ling Yanzhi's head.There was a sticky smell between his crimson lips, and the unfinished body fluid continued to spray onto his face and hair.He coughed a few times, and the thick white turbidity that he coughed up flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chin. His eyes, which were cloudy and red, suddenly raised up, wiped away the wet Liuhai in front of him, and put them behind his ears. His hot eyes seemed to ask silently. :

……do you like it?

"...God..." Fan Shu wanted to pull himself up, but he held his hips and chest, like a vine slowly winding up from underneath.Ling Yanzhi climbed up along his body, and fell to his chest, their chests pressed against each other, heavy breathing wrapped in scalding heat waves, and the hearts that had almost burst out of their chests slammed into each other through the chest cavity.It feels so good, dizzy, so full of energy that you've just let off steam, and even just skin-to-skin comforts.

Fan Shu impatiently reached out and tore his shirt.The jacket was already in jeopardy, with several buttons missing.Ling Yanzhi let out a soft cry, and subconsciously separated his hands, meaninglessly clenched the two sides that were too open towards the center.Fan Shu looked at him, cleared his throat as if thirsty, and said in a low voice, "Don't cover it up...show me."

Ling Yanzhi looked down at him, looking at the desire, happiness, pain and sobriety in his eyes.In the end, she nodded lightly, almost invisible, and unbuttoned the few remaining buttons one by one from top to bottom, and her porcelain-white skin was looming under the cover of the clothes.He slowly took off his outer shirt, and then took off his inner shirt. Under the gaze full of desire, he reached into the edge of his jacket with his left hand and slowly lifted it up, revealing one side of his waist and abdomen; That bit of color halo.It was as bright red as crimson, and it was twisted into a bead shape by stimulation, standing upright tremblingly.Going up further, you can't see the face, you can only see the sharpened jaw, which connects to the beautiful V-shaped bone line on the neck.Finally, he finally seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, uncovered his covered face, broke free from the shame of this covering, threw all these coverings under the bed, looked at the person under him from between his unkempt hair, and wanted to He could clearly see the change in his eyes.

Fan Shu immediately understood why he wanted to cover up.He was too thin and already out of shape; the ribs of his upper body were protruding, and his abdomen was already protruding obviously.The originally feminine and slender figure, the lean and well-proportioned limbs and muscles, the mermaid-lined abdomen without a trace of fat...the beauty that he was so proud of is now gone, the limbs are in the swollen abdomen and Against the backdrop of the sunken chest, there is a sense of dislocation and incongruity.

If you look at it purely from this point of view, he is indeed no longer as beautiful as before.But for some reason, it seems that such imperfection is actually more seductive, seductive and sexy. Just looking at it like this makes people hard.There is no need to use extra words to prove and refute, but the position that is now being sandwiched between the legs by the rider can already feel the heat that was just aroused by him gradually rise up, becoming more and more unstoppable, and the weak electric current is tingling numbly. .

Under the turbulent drifting sea, the occluded eyes slightly widened:

...you still want me? ...This kind of me?

Fan Shu's heart felt sour, his hands covered the protruding abdomen, Ling Yanzhi's muscles and bones tightened wave after wave following his caress, and scalding heat came from his body.It turns out that beauty is like this, and it should be like this. It is unbalanced, selfish, sharp and bony.He thought of the mellow statue in the Notre Dame's Stele Hall, which turned out to be a false one, but a beautiful archway.

Why not?We are seventy or eighty and still have sex.We are going to make love for a lifetime.

As soon as the words came out, he was already crisp and rotten, and the entrance was muddy, trembling all over, screaming shortly, caressing and stirring impatiently, it turned out that when the real feeling came, there was no need for those toys, those estrus periods.Just squeezed the painfully hard front end into that hot and humid place, the bottom was almost swallowed as if it opened its mouth, and the junction of the body was also buried in the bright red of the skirt, the two were caught by that A stack of red pleats is connected into an inseparable whole.

Does it hurt, let me slow down...

Ling Yanzhi shook his head anxiously, bobbing his body up and down in a daze, pressing Fan Shu's forearm holding his waist and abdomen, trying to bend down to reach his lips.Fan Shu propped himself up, and as soon as he greeted him, he opened his mouth wide like a baby bird waiting to be fed, with the tip of his tongue protruding long and tremblingly hanging down the silver thread.Ling Yanzhi has forgotten all the tricks he learned hard in life, and only at this moment he is so clumsy and impatient to seduce him, "Hurry up, give it to me..." But her husband who has always been submissive to him doesn't do what he wants, and still Slowly and methodically poking back, avoiding his hot mouth, licking and nibbling the thin skin on his Adam's apple, enduring the impulse and constantly switching angles, looking for the position that would drive him crazy, he did not remember It's not very deep, so there's no need to penetrate to the end; the sensitivity during pregnancy and the oppression of the uterus seem to prove this point even more.So every stroke accumulated pleasure and numbness, which gradually piled up to a depth that made him breathless. OMEGA groaned intermittently, Fan Shu had never heard such a voice of ecstasy from him, his waist began to twist on its own, catching up, looking for and disrupting the rhythm, and even raised himself up with his arms, and then slammed fall.

No need to hide it anymore: I actually like sex.People who don't like it have no way to survive in such cruelty with this method.From such a young age, when he first wore such a bright skirt to tempt and revenge those men, he had already discovered that the pain was physical punishment, and the punishment made him feel happy and relieved.He unconsciously seduces and spreads charm to satisfy his spiritual desire for revenge, and then uses physical punishment to achieve balance.In this way, I owe nothing to the world, and the world owes nothing to me. I am self-consistent in my own logic, and I can maintain my inner morality.

But now, the tide of pleasure shatters all logic, and an immoral carnival rises from the flesh.In the midst of trance-like bumps, he grasped the piece of thin red that was as smooth as silk.The first time I knew about sex was because of this thin red: looking out from a small gap, I could only see a narrow silhouette; the sister in the red dress was kneeling on the ground, with the corners of the skirt pulled up to her waist, and her body was covered by It bumped forward and shrugged, and then was dragged back to its original position by a pair of ugly big hands.He hid in a corner of the cabinet, listening to the man's animal-like panting overlaid with her long, cat-like moans.He didn't understand what happened at the time, nor did he understand the significance of the incident, but he was burning with an unreasonable anger: as if a certain part of his dignity had been violated, and a part of his property had been defiled, he clutched the cupboard. A wooden coat hanger in the house, and the anger almost went to his head.Mine, she is mine, is mine, can only be mine, no one else is allowed to touch her without my permission.But then he heard laughter, obviously the man's actions were so rude and contemptuous, he hit her body, clamped her waist, slapped her buttocks, kneaded her breasts, as if treating someone A kind of animal that is allowed to be abused, demonstrates its authority by suppressing the other party, and plans its own territory by venting its body fluids.But my sister was actually laughing, and he saw the purely intoxicated expression on her face through the slender slit, and for the first time really learned the original meaning of the word "desire" from that expression.

He felt angry, embarrassed, curious, and ashamed at the same time; he was still too young to experience the origin of that impulse, so he could only keep his eyes wide open without blinking, remembering all this carefully. Next, not a single detail is written down.So that in the long and lonely life in the future, he will always use it to imitate, learn and compare, hoping for a real answer: Is this love?Can love be found just by doing this?In which collision, which swallow, which bite, which union is love in?

He thought again in a daze, thinking of the person he killed.He no longer remembered what the man looked like; what he remembered was just a vague, flesh-colored mass of dough.He didn't want to kill him, really, even though it was disgusting, at least not to the point where he wanted to kill him at first.In the subsequent trial, lawyers, prosecutors and all the moralists who could point fingers at him also repeatedly argued on this point: Come on, this is not the first time he has been fucked by a man.have you heard of it?He is 'QUEEN' in school.what does that mean?It means public toilet, but it is the most expensive toilet with gold trim, not everyone can use it.He was passed, and no one in the whole team knew about it.You said it was rape, resistance, self-defense and killing?Then why didn't he resist, hurt others, or call the police when he was tortured before? ...His girlfriend came out to testify, and I heard that he likes to be raped.Some kind of BDSM fetish?It must be that the money was not negotiated... The victim was his boss.Is there a sex trade involved?Here's a testimonial, stained with the cum of two people.Would it be possible that he lured the other party to give him better promotion conditions?After all, you see, it is simply unreasonable for him to enter this kind of top team in the country at this age, and his career is like a rocket...

Countless symbolic faces blocked in front of him, asking over and over again: Why did you kill him?Why did you kill him?Is it a sex trade, or a sex abuse game?Tell us quickly, why are you silent, why don't you speak, I want to know the details, did he penetrate, or didn't penetrate, did he ejaculate, how many times did he ejaculate, did he touch you here or there, did he touch you first Cum again, or shoot first and then touch?Did you orgasm, did you ejaculate, how many times?Why didn't you resist in advance, why didn't you try your best to struggle, why didn't you call the police so many times before, tell me, tell me, what are you hiding?

Ling Yanzhi was speechless and unable to answer.What should I say so someone will believe it?What I want to kill is not him, but myself.I have abstained from sex after that disaster.Because the sandcastle of love in my heart collapsed and was destroyed and nothing remained.My heart is as still as water, like a monk, and my only belief is the research that leads to the cure of Myers' disease.The work of the Institute is mine, my only support.I didn’t fall in love anymore, I didn’t flirt anymore, I didn’t wear women’s clothing, put on makeup, sneak into bars late at night to have fun, and I didn’t even go to team entertainment.I am submissive, try my best to keep a low profile, and don't dress myself up so that I can see any good parts; I wear loose and rustic clothes, and I always cover my face with too long bangs.I'm scared.I've never been so terrified in my whole life of being raped.I know the plan of ABO grading differentiation, and I want to help it succeed, so I agreed to the invitation to change the research direction. To implement it, I have to be the best and top person, and I have to become an ALPHA, so that I can get rid of all this, get rid of that one or many nightmares, and get rid of the self that I desperately need to get rid of.

He called me to his office, praised my efforts and achievements, and asked me if I would like to lead the next research group.He showed me the list, and he swore that they were considering... one of the youngest team leaders, said that we need the youngest and most aggressive fresh blood, and then his hand touched the exact same white clothes we were wearing. Robe, touched my thigh, grabbed my lower body.

He pushed me down on the form with my name on it, and the holographic model of the virus I made was still spinning on the screen. I marked the fragments to be cut in red, making it look like a blooming flower; It is also like the shape of a woman's uterus, stretching from the center to both sides.I planned to resist, but the rotating molecular formula made me unbalanced for a moment, and then I actually felt the long-lost joy of the body, he forced himself in without any foreplay, I actually felt the painless joy, every cell in my body All are cheering and jumping, the long drought and the rain.

It felt so disgusting... It wasn't the swollen lump of flesh I wanted to fight against, it was me who was taking comfort in being disgusted.

Unconsciously, his fingers gripped the red cloth even tighter, almost tearing it, and his knuckles turned white from too much force.At this time, another person's hand came up and squeezed into his fingers one by one forcefully, which made his tense fist finally loosen, wrapped in the warm palm.Ling Yanzhi opened his eyes, only to realize that his face was already covered with tears. Fan Shu hugged him, not knowing how to coax him, and clumsily kissed his face like a big dog.They all ejaculated in a mess until the stems twitched but could not spray anything; but the mating part was still entangled in the body, reluctant to let go, every movement would cause the body to tighten and release unconsciously, like fine pieces Kissing, replacing conversation in silence.Ling Yanzhi opened his arms and wrapped them around his shoulders, and he also let go of his hands and hugged his back.They hug each other in a cohesive and intersecting state, like a complete person finally able to embrace the complete self.

"...I'm sorry." Ling Yanzhi said in the long silence.His voice was small, hoarse due to excessive screaming, and the bottom of his throat hurt when he said three words.Fan Shu understood. He waited for a while until their embraces warmed up and shook him slightly before he asked with a smile, "Why?" When it was heard, the heart trembled, and the lower abdomen tightened.

"...Because I curled one side of your eyelashes higher and the other lower." Ling Yanzhi gritted his teeth without admitting defeat.Then he laughed too, and could feel the thing visibly harden with just one of his laughs.It turns out that love and sex are connected, and the body is connected, and the soul is connected, and laughter is connected, and tears are connected. It turns out that all emotions, all feelings, can be closely connected with another person , understand each other.

He suddenly felt extremely tranquil and peaceful, slowly closed his eyes in ALPHA's warm embrace, and fell into a sleep that he hadn't been able to truly fall into for so many days.He vaguely heard Fan Shu talking on the phone, and whispered something to himself in his sleep; no need to explain, what he wants to do is actually the same as what he wants to do, they are both struggling and must not give in On the battlefield, stick to the last position.Ling Yanzhi is very proud to be able to fight side by side with him, even in a completely different field.The knight against the windmill finds a companion, and it may cease to be a farce.

He leaned down and kissed his lover on the belly and on the forehead before leaving.Kisses feel like stars, his kisses become the Milky Way of his dreams.

If no one says goodbye, then heaven and earth will meet each other.