Waiting Upon You

The two of them sat by the lake in the park until the sun set before going home. Ling Lang put away the bath water, took Feng Hao's hand and carefully led him into the bathroom, and was stopped when he tried to undress him.

"I'll do it myself," he said, but there was no further movement in his hand, obviously the subtext was to avoid Ling Lang.

Ling Lang doesn't understand why Feng Hao still insists on taking a bath by himself until now. If there are some defects in his body that he doesn't want to be seen, it's justified. But the other party's flawless body has long been exposed during filming, and the only reason can't be explained. .

"Let me help you," Ling Lang said as he tried to unbutton him again, but Feng Hao grabbed his hand.

"I said I could," he insisted.

Ling Lang was inexplicably a little emotional, "Your eyes can't see, what if you fall down?"

Feng Hao smiled, "You think I'm too clumsy. I can't see with my eyes during this period, and I gradually get used to using other senses. In fact, many things are not as difficult for blind people as healthy people imagine."

Ling Lang still disagreed, "Then what if the gauze gets wet, doctors are not allowed to see water."

"I will be careful."

"But I'm worried." Ling Lang became stubborn, "I won't leave even if you drive me away. I want to help you take a bath."

Feng Hao lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, I won't drive you away."

He moved away the hand that was holding Ling Lang, with a gesture of acquiescence.

Ling Lang unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and Feng Hao's excellent figure was gradually revealed. His muscles were soft but firm, noble as a sculpture by a medieval art master. Even if he was naked, he would not look pornographic, but would make people feel sacred and unapproachable .

Ling Lang wanted to follow Feng Hao's example and help him take a bath, but found that he couldn't do so calmly at all, his clothes were quickly splashed with water, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his skin.

He simply took off his clothes, and got into the bathtub himself, seeing Feng Hao's expression and was slightly surprised.

"Are you helping me take a bath, or taking the opportunity to sexually harass your master?" Feng Hao asked with a smile.

Ling Lang didn't answer, his hands brushed over Feng Hao's firm skin inch by inch. Apart from filming, this was the first time he had touched the other person's body so realistically. He finally knew where he had been dissatisfied all this time, probably This is called skin hunger.

At this moment, Ling Lang longed to hug each other intimately, without any fabric barriers.

When he realized that he had such thoughts, he had already hugged him involuntarily. Feng Hao didn't push him away, so he hugged him even harder. The two naked and fiery bodies were tightly intertwined, mutual Friction, mutual ignition, from the body to the soul, there is no longer any gap.

Ling Lang took the initiative to kiss Feng Hao's mouth, Feng Hao also kissed back, the two breathed intertwined, their lips and tongues were entangled, each other's face and five senses were hidden in the rising water vapor, only the sense between the lips and teeth was extremely clear.

This kiss was as tender as water, lingering and sentimental. Ling Lang, who was not good at words, poured all his emotions into this long kiss. After the kiss was over, the two of them, who were already in the environment filled with water vapor, felt a little unsteady for breathing. .

Ling Lang stared at Feng Hao seriously, his eyes were so hot that Feng Hao could feel it through layers of gauze.He raised his hand, stroked Ling Lang's face, and sketched the outline of the other party in his heart, even though the appearance was so familiar, he could imagine it even if he lost his facial features.

Feng Hao felt that his hands were empty, Ling Lang seemed to bow his head, he only heard the sound of something entering the water, and then a soft organ pressed against his top.

Ling Lang squeezed his mouth tightly, and sucked the master's genitals into his mouth little by little. Feng Hao only felt that the most sensitive parts of his body had entered a warm and tight environment, and there was a flexible little snake stirring in the hole. Everywhere you swim, you will feel the thrill of trembling.

After tens of seconds like this, Feng Hao's clone was suddenly let go, warm water wrapped him up again from all directions, and at the same time there was a violent sound of water gushing out.

"You're crazy," Feng Hao scolded him with some pity, "You're not afraid of being bored."

Ling Lang held his breath for nearly a minute, and was greedily breathing the limited oxygen around him. "It is said that when people are on the verge of suffocation, it will become extremely tight." He took another deep breath, Breathing slowly became even, "Master, don't you want to try?"

Feng Hao was silent for a while, "Since my accident, you have become very proactive, I hope it's not out of sympathy for me."

"I also sympathize with the beggars and stray dogs on the side of the road, but I would not do this kind of thing to them," Ling Lang retorted, "On the contrary, after you had an accident, Master, you became very careful and gentle with me, which made me very sad. Not used to it."

Feng Hao smiled, "Did I not be gentle with you before?"

"Maybe it is in normal times, but at this time, you have already pushed my head into the water."

Feng Hao was amused by him and laughed out loud, "So are you complaining that I am too strict with you at ordinary times, or am I being too kind to you now?"

Before Ling Lang could answer, Feng Hao leaned back, "Alright then, whatever you want."

Ling Lang took a deep breath, plunged his head into the water again, imitated the way he had just done, pinched the tip of Feng Hao and sucked the whole organ into the mouth, swung his head up and down, contracted his mouth tightly to prevent the water from overflowing , and to prevent myself from being choked, this time I persisted for more than 40 seconds before letting go of the opponent and surfacing again.

Ling Lang repeated the same process more than a dozen times. Because the recovery time was short, each time was shorter than the last time. He only felt that the oxygen was getting less and less enough, and his mind became dizzy due to the long-term lack of oxygen. , there is an illusion that sex is in progress.

He dived into the water for the nth time, this time he only took a breath on the surface, because from his experience, he knew that Feng Hao was coming, he couldn't make large movements in the water, so he had to fully use his tongue, Stimulate each other's sensitive areas as much as possible.

Ling Lang couldn't hold his breath anymore. He was about to take another breath and make a final effort, but when he raised his head, a huge force pressed the back of his head, preventing him from moving the slightest bit. The penis in Li moved by itself, pumping rapidly in his mouth.

Ling Lang felt that the last trace of oxygen was slowly being drawn out of his body, bubbles were rising up around his cheeks, his sanity betrayed him little by little, the blood vessels in his brain began to swell, and his heart seemed to jump up there, beating powerfully in his brain But the place where the heart was originally filled made him panic because of the emptiness.

He felt that he was going to die, and he began to struggle crazily, but he was no match for Feng Hao's strength. It is said that a dying person can burst out with astonishing power. Control it, could it be that he just thought he had exhausted all his strength, but subconsciously didn't resist with all his strength?

Ling Lang's limbs became weaker and weaker, and his movements became weaker and weaker. Just when he thought his soul was about to abandon him, the pressure on his head suddenly disappeared, and his instinct drove him to break free from the water, panting like a boat leaving the water. fish.

"Are you still playing?" Feng Hao's voice from above his head became cold again.

Ling Lang lowered his head, and felt a sense of exhaustion after a fake orgasm all over his body. He shook his head weakly, and immediately remembered that the other party couldn't see him, so he added, "I won't play anymore."

Feng Hao's cold voice was mixed with an imperceptible smile, "Don't you still want me to experience the back of you when you are on the verge of suffocation?"

"I... just pretend I didn't say it, okay?"

Feng Hao raised the corner of his mouth, "You are not joking."

"The emperor has already abdicated." Ling Lang raised his head, and said "Oops". Just now, he moved too much, and the gauze covering Feng Hao's eyes inevitably splashed water.

Of course Feng Hao understood what he was referring to, "That's why I didn't let you bathe me."

Ling Lang was full of guilt, "I'll wrap you up again."

Feng Hao nodded, "It just so happens that the water is also dirty, so I can't wash it anymore."

Ling Lang blushed. He thanked Feng Hao for not letting him out. Otherwise, he would have been choked to death if he was not suffocated. He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and reached out to help Feng Hao, "Hurry up." Click out."

The gauze from Feng Hao's eyes was removed layer by layer and fell to the ground. After so many days, Ling Lang's nursing movements are already very proficient, not inferior to professional nurses in the slightest.

Soon Feng Hao's eyes were bandaged again, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, "If I don't wear this one day, I probably won't be able to get used to it for a while."

"You will be fine," Ling Lang said firmly.

Feng Hao also smiled, "I hope so."

Ling Lang helped Feng Hao onto the bed, saw his lips, and reflexively remembered that kiss just now, the sweet feeling still lingered in his heart, he couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him again.

He had to admit that Feng Hao's eyes couldn't see, but they gave him courage invisibly. If it was normal, he would never have such courage. Just one look from Feng Hao can make him tremble from the bottom of his heart, and even burn him with desire. When Feng Hao's eyes were covered, the oppressive feeling was reduced a lot, and kissing and hugging became easy.

Feng Hao's palm slowly slid across his body, and finally inevitably came to a place where he had already raised his head due to desire, "My puppy is in heat again," Ling Lang admitted, the hug in the bathroom just now was the introduction, and the kiss was the beginning Catalyst, suffocation experience also played an important role.

"Do you want your master to help you relieve the fire?"

Ling Lang nodded reflexively again, and then he realized that this time he expressed it in a more direct way, rubbing his lower body on Feng Hao's body.

"Go, get your collar."

Feng Hao refers to the special collar that Ling Lang wears when he has sex, the stainless steel one with the bell, since the first night, whenever Feng Hao enters his body, he has to wear this collar for him, usually Feng Hao gets it, It was the first time for Ling Lang to fetch it by himself.

The collar was handed to Feng Hao, he moved it, and the bell on it jingled, maybe it was because he had listened to it for a long time when it was inserted, and had a conditioned reflex. secrete a clear liquid.

The cold collar touched the hot skin, but Ling Lang felt uncomfortable bit by bit, because he knew that what was waiting for him would be a pleasant experience. Sure enough, Feng Hao sat on the bed without moving a muscle, and gave him an order, " Sit up."

Ling Lang's expansion training has already graduated, and with a little routine lubrication, he can smoothly insert into the opponent's genitals. He sits on Feng Hao's lap with his legs apart, and lets Feng Hao hold his waist, moving up and down a little bit. , this position makes Feng Hao's head very deep, and every time Ling Lang sits down, he feels a kind of pleasure spreading from the depths of his body to his whole body.

Feng Hao let go of his hand, Ling Lang consciously continued, the swing of his waist gradually increased as time went by.

"Why didn't you make a sound?" Feng Hao asked suddenly.

Ling Lang was stunned for a moment, and only then realized that he hadn't snorted from the beginning to the end, "It's probably in this position..." If he yelled out, he would appear slutty, so Ling Lang went away and didn't say a word.

Feng Hao touched his lips and rubbed them together, "I can't see your face anymore, at least let me hear your voice."

One sentence immediately made Ling Lang extremely ashamed.

"Okay, what's your next phone number?"

"7."

"Just right," Feng Hao paused, "Have you ever played the game of counting to seven?"

Ling Lang shook his head and said, "No."

"The rule is very simple. When you count to a number containing seven or a multiple of seven, don't say it." Feng Hao clasped his waist again, "Come on, give it a try."

Ling Lang moved up and down following Feng Hao's movements again, and muttered in a low voice, "One, two, three, four, five, six..." Feng Hao hit his head hard, and Ling Lang exclaimed, "Ah! ..."

"That's it," Feng Hao praised, "You can do it yourself later, don't stop."

Ling Lang continued to count, "Eleven, twelve, thirteen, ha, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

"Seventeen is not allowed, start counting from the beginning."

Ling Lang returned to number one, and the movements of his crotch became light and heavy, light and deep as the number changed. Counting and groaning sounded alternately. From time to time, he was knocked back to the original point due to mistakes, but he learned the wrong experience, next time can always go longer...