Child's play

When Song Chang stepped out of the bathroom door, the things under his body were already hard and painful, and he wished to catch Song Zhao and fuck him hard until the end of time.Holding his little brother while walking, he was a little puzzled at the same time, ever since he confessed his feelings, the thing of desire came just by saying it, without even saying hello.

Song Zhao said: "Because I like you." Oh, the little brother is ready to move now, and he is not promising.

In the room, Song Zhao was lying with his back to the door. As soon as Song Chang approached, Song Zhao got up. The two put on airs and made a few false moves back and forth. Song Zhao was reluctantly crushed by Song Chang.

Sexual organs pressed against the red and swollen acupoints, Song Zhao hissed lightly, and asked him, "Are you still angry?" Seeing that Song Chang was silent, Song Zhao frowned and looked at him, and said angrily: " I let you get fucked and you get angry!"

"I..." Song Chang looked at him intently, and said discouragedly, "I'm just a little scared."

Song Chang stroked Song Zhao's eyebrows, and looked at him seriously and carefully. His sex organ lingered at the entrance, but he didn't go in in the end. Song Chang let him go, and lay on the side by himself, looking dejected as if he was even trying to comfort himself. Not in the mood.

Song Zhao sighed, hugged him on the back, put one hand around the middle of the thigh, held the penis up and down and moved it up and down, but said in a bad mood: "You even want me to help you masturbate?"

After exerting some strength on purpose, he heard Song Chang hum, and was finally willing to face him. Song Zhao pressed the small hole with his thumb, and stretched out another hand to pinch the pouch. Seeing Song Chang frown and endure, finally Losing the teasing thoughts, he moved his mouth together and tried to suck it in.

He first carefully held the stigma in his mouth, and then gradually sucked it deeper, leaving a quarter of it outside, swallowing a few times with difficulty, Song Zhao couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look at Song Chang, seeing his forbearance, breathing Deep and heavy, I finally couldn't help but say: "You can tell me if you are happy."

"Cool." As a result, Song Chang settled down with one word.

Song Zhao knew what Song Chang was afraid of. In fact, he was also afraid, so he couldn't tell you not to be afraid.Seeing that Song Chang's face was bright and bright but he was still not feeling well, he felt uncomfortable for no reason, and speeded up his swallowing, and Song Chang shot in his mouth in no time.

The fishy smell was so strong that Song Zhao swallowed it in one gulp, and almost escaped from being smoked to death.

Song Chang spoke at this time, his voice sounded very low because he had just passed the climax, "Song Zhao, we have to have confidence in each other."

He didn't care about the semen left on Song Zhao's mouth, and kissed it. The two of them were inseparable at the same time, as if they were having a final carnival at the end of the world.

After the kiss, Song Chang asked him hesitantly: "You said that if we inherit our father, but we can't see it now, what should we do if we cheat each other in the future?"

Song Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, "He likes women, and it's not necessarily genetic. I like women too. Are you stupid? We are different from him."

Song Chang repeated, "We are different from him." After speaking, he smiled and rubbed his nose against Song Zhao, "I'm really heartless now, think about it, he's gone after all, And it's true that I wouldn't grow up to this size without him, but I still kind of hate him."

Song Zhao recalled the man in his memory, his face was already blurred, as if he was a stranger.He didn't tell Song Chang that the opposite of the so-called hate is love. He was afraid that Song Chang would still feel uncomfortable when he came to his senses, so he just said, "It's okay to be emotional, don't be moaning."

The phrase "you still have me" remained in his throat. Song Zhao opened his mouth for a long time, but he was so arrogant that he couldn't say it. Fortunately, Song Chang finally had a tacit understanding with him this time, hugging him and muttering: "I still have you Woolen cloth."