fetish carnival

After entering the door, there is a faint smell of woody furniture, laundry detergent and mothballs. It smells very good, and it is an earthly atmosphere.

This is an ordinary two-bedroom house. The decoration is relatively old, but it is very clean. A steel pipe is erected on the balcony connected to the living room.Gao Feng is very familiar with this thing, because there is one standing in the bar he frequents recently.

I haven't heard Wen Qianli mention that he is learning pole dancing. His physique is shaking and he can't bend the pole.Maybe his brother?Hobbies are pretty unique.

"Hello, the place is small and you can sit here. I'll get you a drink." Wen Yixiao put the slippers on.This was the first time for him to observe this noble young man at close range, he was a bit evil, and he could easily find the resemblance to Gao Zhi on his face.The dissimilar parts come from their respective mothers.

Gao Feng followed Wen Qianli into the bedroom, which looked like a junior high school student's room. On the bookshelf integrated with the desk, popular science books such as "Encyclopedia", "One Hundred Thousand Whys", and "Unsolved Mysteries of the World" were neatly arranged. and some comic books.

Wen Yixiao brought drinks and put them on the table, and went to wash a plate of strawberries.He took out two dragon fruits, thought for a while, put another one back, cut it up, and sent it to the bedroom, saying, "Let's talk, I'll go out for a while."

Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Gao Feng more, looking for Gao Zhi's shadow between his brows.

"Your brother is practicing pole dancing?" After Wen Yixiao left, Gao Feng ran to the balcony, grabbed the spliced ​​pole with both hands and twirled around.

"No." Wen Qianli strictly kept the family secret.

"Then what is this for?"

"decorate."

Going around, Gao Feng let go, threw himself into Wen Qianli's arms, and shouted, "Oh, I'm so dizzy."

"Be careful."

Gao Feng threw him to the ground, sat on his firm belly, and slowly lowered his body until their noses collided, so close that their eyes lost focus.

"Little Qianqian, if I kiss you again, don't push me away, okay?"

"But we're not a couple." Wen Qianli put his hand between their lips, covering Gao Feng's mouth.

"Then try to be a couple first, trial period, okay?"

"it is good."

Obstructing the withdrawal, Gao Feng immediately kissed Wen Qianli's lips passionately, and in the midst of gradually burning hot and rapid breathing, he whispered seductively: "Don't gnash your teeth, open your mouth."

Like a good teacher and helpful friend, he taught patiently with theory and practice, and the latter quickly became enlightened, and even turned his back on him, hugged him and rolled on the ground, pressed him down and kissed passionately.

"You understand, little Qianqian." Gao Feng's lung capacity was lost, and he was dizzy from being kissed, and then he was spinning for a while, and was carried on his shoulder by Wen Qianli like a sack, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Damn, are you serious? You're more open than me. Is this the way you've just established a relationship?"

Throwing Gao Feng heavily on the bed, Wen Qianli stripped off their clothes, then jumped on him, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and began to pant heavily.

"...What are you panting for? You didn't do anything." False alarm, Gao Feng felt lost and wanted to laugh, "You still don't understand anything, next time you come to my house, I'll be your teacher."

Gao Feng sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, put the fruit plate containing strawberries on his lap, and shared with the stunned young people around him one by one, chatting about life, like elementary school students taking part in an autumn outing and having a picnic.Although he was not naked, he felt that he was more innocent than ever.

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At night, the coldness of the day gradually fades here, and it becomes manic and noisy, and the air is full of restless factors.Occasionally, the door of a certain bar opens and closes briefly, and the beating notes instantly penetrate the eardrums, making the skin numb.

Well-dressed urban white-collar workers come in groups of three or four, venting their pressure here.The rich second generation who stay by day and come out by night have recovered their spirits during the day, got out of their luxury cars, and threw themselves into a new carnival.

Wen Yixiao immerses himself in the surroundings of small animals every day, and is originally introverted, so he is not used to the eccentricity of the bar street.But he thought about it for a few days, and it seems that only here can he find a part-time night job with more money and less work close to home.

He passed by a bar called "Yan Yu", and then backed out, looking at the recruitment information next to the door: Pole dancers are looking for high salaries, requirements: male gender, good figure, not too old.

He lowered his head and looked at himself, and it seemed that they were all in line, so he opened the heavy wooden door.

boom--

As if a fighter jet whizzed by, Wen Yixiao was persuaded by the hot and violent atmosphere, and stepped back to the sidewalk.

"No, no, it's scary, let's see again..."

Ten minutes later, he turned back again, feeling that the words "high salary and sincere employment" were flirting with himself.

"I can't let Gao Shiren feel that I have broken my word and never repaid my debts." He summoned up his courage, took a deep breath, and walked into the bar.

The ears are slightly adjusted to the music, but the eyes are not yet adapted to the light.The psychedelic lighting and atmosphere are easily reminiscent of the monster lair in "Journey to the West".

"Handsome guy, how many? Are you alone?" A waiter stepped forward to entertain him.

"I want to apply." Wen Yixiao said lazily.

"what?"

"Apply!" He raised his head and his voice became louder.

The waiter brought him to the bar, whispered a few words to a middle-aged man who was chatting with customers, then pointed at him with a warm smile, obviously he was the boss.The man came over quickly, motioned for Wen Yixiao to sit down, and brought a glass of lemonade.

"Did you come here after seeing the recruitment notice at the door?"

He blushed before saying anything, nodded and said: "Well, I don't see the hourly salary written on it, I want to come in and ask, is... is it a serious dance?"

The boss smiled, "This is what I said, I am a regular bar. But the consumer group is a bit special, can you accept it?"

After being reminded by the other party, Wen Yixiao realized that the surroundings were filled with strong male hormones, it must be gay.

"It doesn't matter, I, myself..." When he set foot in the legendary place for the first time, he became more nervous, lowered his head, and picked each other with ten fingers.

"I think you are quite shy, can you dance?" The boss looked at him kindly.

"I'm a little less talkative, but my body language is still very rich." Afraid of losing the opportunity, Wen Yixiao quickly raised his face, pretending to be cheerful and smiling.

The boss probably saw his face clearly at this moment, nodded with satisfaction and said: "The hourly salary is 150, and the performance is 2 or 3 hours a night. If a guest gives you a tip, it will be your own. Go and try it." The boss raised his hand , pointing to the circular stage in the middle of the hall.The place is extremely brightly illuminated by white spotlights, allowing men to enjoy the performance in a 360° all-round way without dead ends. A steel pipe stands in the center, shining coldly.

"Now? My clothes..." Wen Yixiao opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at the cute giraffe printed on the t-shirt. No matter how you look at it, it is not suitable for pole dancing, which is known for its sexy charm.

The boss smiled and said, "You can take it off. In the pole dancing competition, all male contestants don't wear tops, right?"

"Then please keep it safe for me." Wen Yixiao lifted off the t-shirt. Because of shyness and nervousness, her head got stuck in the neckline, and she took it off at a different angle.

He jumped onto the stage shirtless, and the white light hit his delicate skin like a brocade, like a work of art for people to watch.

He heard applause and whistles from all directions, and finally realized how animals feel in a circus.

Using his fingers as a comb, he brushed his soft hair back, exposing his entire face to the light, and clearly heard the man's ambiguous inhalation from the audience.

They are all big radishes, Wen Yixiao thought so, and slowly hooked his legs around the steel pipe.

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Lao Gao who is secretly following behind: Why do I owe this hand so much? If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have reported it, alas~