Child's play

In the summer many years ago, it was not hot, not hot at all.The constant temperature is maintained at around 25 degrees.Unlike now, back to back can roast each other.

Song Chang and Song Zhao could sleep on the bed for a long time. The bed was too small, and the sleeping posture was not good. Sometimes not only their backs were pressed against their backs, but their legs were also wrapped around their legs.Wake up and see who gets on and who gets off, the more proudly the one on the top clamps his legs, the more annoyed the one on the bottom will be.

At that time, the painting style of the two of them still belonged to the category of normal brothers' painting style.

As for Song Zhao's liking for men, when he was ignorant in the sixth grade, he was dragged to watch by Song Chang's classmate. After being impressed by the male's chest muscles and big dick, he subconsciously thought it was a bad idea.

Song Chang was also there that day. After watching the film, he sent his classmates away, and rolled up in front of him without blushing.After all, Song Zhao's consciousness was in a fuzzy stage, and he was not surprised by Song Chang's body, so he didn't take a second look, but said, "Brother, your bottom is too small, and the hair is too thin."

Stop masturbating, it's not good looking.The latter words were concealed by him.

Song Chang blushed and looked at his younger brother in astonishment. After a long time, the younger brother under him was frightened and softened.Song Zhao took his homework and went out, but was beaten by Song Chang when he came back.

"I'm young? I haven't grown up yet! You're only young!"

Song Zhao was aggrieved, "I haven't grown well either!"

Song Chang grabbed Song Zhao and slapped his ass a few times, "You're not as big as me when you grow up!"

Unconvinced, Song Zhao began to struggle, twisting his waist to avoid Song Chang's slapped hand.Finally crawled on the bed, sobbing and not speaking.

At night, I dreamed of the man in the film, and when I woke up, I ejaculated.Seeing that Song Chang was frowning with desire and dissatisfaction in his sleep, and his crotch was bulging, Song Zhao heaved a sigh of relief.We are all the same, he thought.

Their father, a bad gambler at the women's table, likes to play with women exclusively, and he has more self-control. He will continue to sit when he wins, and leave when he loses a sum.The bet is not the bet, but the person.Those left-behind women who are empty and lonely can find his father to make do with.

To a certain extent, his father relied on women to survive. If he had a lot of money, he would throw them a little, and if he didn't have a lot, he would pull them down.The two brothers ate the vegetables and eggs raised by the family themselves, and had to struggle a bit to get some money from the old man when school started.

Song Zhao changed the pair of ejaculating underwear that day, and secretly poked himself to wash it. He saw that there were more women's underwear on the hanger, which was very different from the red and flesh-colored underwear in the past.The pink lace looks quite good.

At a glance, he knew that his father had brought the woman back for the night, so he didn't dare to put his panties up in the sun, so he jumped out of the window and went back to the room, seeing Song Chang just woke up.

There is also a woman in the room, who is not good-looking.Not at all like the women on their side.

Song Chang looked at the other party indifferently.Not long after, their father came and said, "This is your stepmother."

Then his father asked the woman to go out, and he told them both that he was a good man, and he was going to the county town to open a joint store with his stepmother, leaving behind a bunch of Grandpa Mao.

Song Chang only said after he left, "Stupid." Then he looked at him again and said, "When that woman came in, she touched my bottom and asked if I wanted her to suck it out for me."

Then he laughed, "I ejaculated when she asked me."

Song Zhao hummed indistinctly, and didn't think about it too much, he just suddenly realized something was wrong, his father, his brother, both liked women.And he's obviously more interested in men.

Song Chang looked indifferent, took off his underwear and threw it under the pillow, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Song Zhao stared at Song Chang's sleeping face, his slowly trembling eyelashes were suddenly stained with water.

Although Song Chang looks tough, no one knows how glass-hearted he is better than Song Zhao. He often hides his sadness at home when he beats someone up. He is sad now that his father is gone.

"Brother..." He called softly, seeing that Song Chang didn't respond, he put down his doubts, and wrapped him in a blanket for the upturned bird.I consciously didn't ask him to go to school alone.