Army man [online game]

Li Qimu was looking out the window, after Meng Dazhi scratched his head and cheeks in a state of indignity earlier, he had a clue in his mind, and felt that he should not be rejected too harshly when he proposed "let me touch, kiss, and hug" in such a cold manner , took a deep breath secretly, and spoke when Meng Dazhi came over.But he didn't expect that Meng Dazhi came here to seduce him!

"Tsk, look at my brother's sweat, as if he has taken a bath. My body is just like this. I don't need to wear a sweater in winter. It's too hot for a jacket." Meng Dazhi aimed at Li Qimu, leaned against the edge of the window, and grabbed it with his big hands. Fanning the short-sleeved shirt that has been unbuttoned eight parts slowly, he poked his head around and asked with a smile, "Smell, is there any smell of sweat on my body?"

Meng Dazhi has a rough personality and a resolute appearance, but he is clean, even sweating.The sweat that flowed out was steaming hot, with a hot but fresh masculine breath, flowing from his broad shoulders to his strong and smooth chest muscles, and stained a pair of reddish-brown small man's nipples, which slipped down with his undulating breathing. , Flat and tightened abdominal muscles.

To be honest, Meng Dazhi is not considered strong, his body shape is very similar to Li Qimu's, they are both lean and solid men's physique.

But comparing the two, if Li Qimu is marble and corundum, then Meng Dazhi is made of iron and steel!

"No smell of sweat."

Li Qimu said flatly.

Li Qimu almost had a nosebleed, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, like a train, rumbling, his face became hotter and hotter, and his breathing gradually became heavier.His hand holding the cane was a little sweaty, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Meng Dazhi's awkwardness. He obviously had a resolute and courageous appearance, but he just swallowed his humiliation and flattered his expression and movements. The love in his heart was like melted sugar water. slimy.

——If I could immediately turn around and hug her on the bed and toss it... I, I'd be a ghost too!

Li Qimu had a flash of thought, swallowed his saliva, turned his head calmly without any nonsense, and said in a hoarse voice: "Meng Dazhi, let's play the previous game again, you pretend to be blind, I'll give you a bath?" Self-deceiving nature, but extremely euphemistic, and extremely explicit.

Moreover, Li Qimu didn't even use his crutches when he was talking. Anyway, he can walk fast without the crutches. Although his posture is ugly, he is still a good and fierce young man."I'll help you" said dryly, regardless of Meng Dazhi's answer or not, he wrapped his long arms and embraced it forcefully.

Meng Dazhi froze, his sharp-edged face suddenly gushed with blood, red enough to drip water, because Li Qimu said he was helping him, but in fact he touched and kneaded his chest muscles with one hand.He raised his hand, put it down again, coughed dryly, suppressed his shyness and uneasiness, and said jokingly: "You're still pretending to be blind, bro, if you close your eyes, I can be led to the sewer by you! Is there anyone like you who can help people?" ?”

He breathed a sigh of relief: touch a bird, touch it!Finally, you don't want to talk about those stupid words before, do you?

Knowing that he was pretending to be relaxed, Li Qimu also let out a muffled laugh, feeling more comfortable, hungry and presumptuous at the same time, turned Meng Dazhi over with force, hugged him from behind, covered Meng Dazhi's two thick elastic square chests with his hands, and made a hoarse voice Said: "Meng Dazhi, in my eyes, you are perfect, even your pissed off, I think it's great..." Both hands grasped Meng Dazhi's chest muscles to change their shape.

Meng Dazhi frowned, his face was hot, he twisted his neck pretending not to care, the muscles of his whole body tensed subconsciously, he clenched his hands tightly and loosened them, he didn't know where to move them; he turned his head and looked around In the room, I found that even the eyeballs didn't know where to turn.

Listening to Li Qimu's words, he lowered his head and looked at the hands that were gripping his two strong chest muscles, and then felt that Li Qimu was gradually clinging to him, and something as hard as an iron rod was pressing against his tailbone, and The outline was quite large, he was startled, he stood up slightly to avoid it, blushed and gritted his teeth, "Call me brother!" He muttered to himself: Little pervert, just touch brother twice, you can harden yourself into such a virtue!

"Hmm." Li Qimu was surprisingly satisfied and extremely cooperative. He hugged Meng Dazhi tightly oppressively, squinted his eyes and touched Meng Dazhi's chest, abdomen and arms, while leaning on Meng Dazhi's shoulder and ear, opened his mouth, but He said in a hoarse voice, "...can't call out."

Li Qimu tried a few more times in embarrassment, but the word "brother" seemed to have a psychic connection, hiding in his throat, and he couldn't come out even if he was beaten to death.Feeling extremely embarrassed, he hugged Meng Dazhi's strong belly, and squeezed his thing against Meng Dazhi's strong buttocks, "Go to the bathroom, I've checked, there is a water heater installed, and there is water."

While talking, she lowered her head and kissed Meng Dazhi's earlobe, and walked into the bathroom surrounded by Meng Dazhi.

Meng Dazhi was even more embarrassed than he was in the secret realm of the main city that day, because he couldn't resist now.

He was half-naked and let Li Qimu touch him. It was okay at first, but when he got to the bathroom, he was touched by Li Qimu for a while, seeing Li Qimu undoing his clothes... The tight string in his heart finally broke, stubborn The ruffian became stubborn, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled unconcernedly and unscrupulously, and blurted out a word.

"Little bastard, didn't you talk about the heater? You said it twice, and I understand what you mean. My body is hot, but my heart is cold, but I don't want you to keep warm, I sold myself to you. Can this price buy your heater?"

Meng Dazhi raised his eyebrows redly and spoke, but at the same time turned his back on the guest, grabbed Li Qimu's right hand suddenly, grabbed the big lump in his crotch, and said in his mouth, "Don't hide here and there, your hand has been thinking about it several times. Brother Mo is here, right? Hey!"

This posture, if one ignores some stiff body movements, and ignores his masculine face as red as a tomato, it really looks a bit aggressive, and it keeps saying in a deep voice, "Brother, this is no smaller than yours." Bar?"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Li Qimu's eyes, this guy was the only one who could say such words.Although he was helpless, his face was blushing and his heart was beating. He grasped Meng Dazhi's lump and didn't let go. His powerful palms slowly rubbed on the half-erected long hair. Through his pants, he easily rubbed the thing until it became hard. .He didn't speak, and didn't continue to unbutton the last button of Meng Dazhi's shirt.

Meng Dazhi, however, seemed to be willing to pull the emperor off his horse, unrestrainedly untied his shirt, untied his belt again, grasped the waistband of his trousers with both hands, stared aimlessly in the bathroom, corners of his mouth curled up stiffly, acting like a fool : "Brother take off his pants for you to touch? Otherwise, this prostitution is not enough to buy you."

He thought to himself: Damn, sooner or later there will be a day, why don't you touch this kid enough today!Is it considered as sexual health care?

Li Qimu ignored his unreasonable words, his heart just felt hot and tightened, and he slowly let go of his thing, and said slowly and deeply as if swearing in his ear: "You are enough to buy me for the rest of my life. Don't leave me, I will guard you all my life, until I die."

Meng Dazhi was stunned, and blurted out presumptuously in his throat. If he wanted to save the face of a man, he couldn't say it... He even suddenly felt that if he said it again, it would be a blasphemy to Li Qimu.In other words, it was already an insult to Li Qimu's frank and deep feelings.

He couldn't blame Li Qimu for saying that he treated him as a stove, he asked himself, that was indeed the case, at least his intentions towards Li Qimu were not pure.But Li Qimu fell in love with him purely.

He remembered that he was also in this state in the secret realm of the main city that day, and he said something that he regretted without thinking. .” His face was hot, and he suddenly pushed his pants down.

"Clap!"

Meng Dazhi's flat and rigid lower abdomen was dripping with sweat, and the sound of being bounced and hit by that hard object was particularly loud.

The bathroom was so quiet that only Li Qimu's heavy breathing could be heard. The clear and ambiguous sound made Meng Dazhi want to find a crack in the ground to get in; The object held Meng Dazhi tightly on his buttocks and could not squeeze it.

Meng Dazhi's source of life was controlled by Li Qimu, and he didn't say a word again, as if he was not the man who was so ruffian, who was extremely free-spirited, and extremely free-spirited.He had a blushing and resolute face, thick eyebrows like swords, deep black eyes, and hard lips.

His shirt is open and messy, completely exposing his wheat-colored, robust chest muscles and abdominal muscles that were reddish from Li Qimu's grasp and touch. It's getting brighter and brighter.

Every time Li Qimu touched the sensitive part of his body, his breathing became stagnant, and his body muscles trembled.This made him suddenly have a feeling that he was completely controlled by Li Qimu, not only his body, but also his heart was completely controlled by Li Qimu. He had to do whatever Li Qimu wanted him to do. It was not that Li Qimu forced him, but that he had to in this way.He was startled.

"Meng Dazhi... Wolf Fang..."

Li Qimu's neat teeth bit Meng Dazhi's small but tough earlobe, his hot breath was blown into Meng Dazhi's ear, and his deep voice with unspeakable magnetism also spread to Meng Dazhi's heart.Let Meng Dazhi suddenly know again that Li Qimu loves him so much.

"Call me a bird! My brother is here!"

Meng Dazhi let out a low muffled snort, then clenched his teeth so as not to groan and gasp, his eyes were also closed, and he raised his head to let Li Qimu caress his strong body, and let Li Qimu touch his strong body like never before. Wanton touch on lifeblood.

There is no floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, but the smooth walls and floor are like bronze mirrors, revealing a muscular special soldier who is disheveled but standing upright. He is slightly taller than him, handsomer than him, and tighter than his young heroic boy. Embrace wanton caressing.

"Hurry up!" After a long while, Meng Dazhi suddenly clenched his fists, his chest and abdominal muscles were all swollen, and he was caressed by Li Qimu's other hand, and he was breathing heavily like a bull in Li Qimu's arms. , roared in a hoarse voice, "Quick... um! Hurry up..."

Li Qimu felt the erection of the hard object of his life source, and knowing that he had reached the peak of pleasure, he held it hard and rubbed it for him.

Meng Dazhi roared suddenly, his body stiffened and trembled again and again, the thing was like a machine gun, shooting a lot of milky white in Li Qimu's hand.When the thing finally calmed down and stopped spraying, it was still firmly held by Li Qimu in his hand.

Li Qimu's lips were parched, and his unvented thing was bound in his jeans and underwear, and he still pressed against Meng Dazhi's buttocks.He didn't speak, didn't make any request, and his movements slowed down, still completely controlling Meng Dazhi's chest and lower body.

Meng Dazhi let him hug and caress absentmindedly in the blissful emptiness at the peak of pleasure, his strong chest heaving violently.

The panting of the two men was like a bellows in the room.

After a few breaths, Meng Dazhi came back to his senses, as if he was reborn after death, and he was no longer as awkward and uncomfortable as before.Looking down at Li Qimu's reluctant hand on his chest and genitals, he suddenly laughed lowly with tremors in his chest: "Little bastard, haven't you played enough?"

Li Qimu didn't speak, he squeezed his thing more forcefully on Meng Dazhi's buttocks, his powerful arms hugging him even tighter.

The corners of Meng Dazhi's mouth twitched, his hands drooped and he didn't exert any strength, let him hug and touch, red-faced and sneered: "Success, play again."

Li Qimu still didn't say a word, breathing like a wild beast, his hands were stronger than ever before.

Meng Dazhi's stiff lower body was better, but Li Qimu had some scruples, but his chest muscles were deformed by Li Qimu's grasp, and the pain was severe. He frowned and said, "That's enough, boy, my brother's muscles are made of iron? I said... um !" The words couldn't be complete anymore, so he simply tensed his muscles and indulged Li Qimu, gnashing his teeth to hide his pleasure, "This is the last time, don't you kid, don't be a brother or Qijiro!"

Even though Li Qimu was deeply in desire and couldn't get rid of it, he still made a low laugh, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "I want you to get used to it."

When Meng Dazhi vented out of his control again, he slowly let go: "Stand firm, I'm letting go."

Meng Dazhi breathed a long sigh of relief, completely satisfied, looked down at his disheveled virtue, turned his head and glared at him angrily: "It looks like I was raped by you just now." He also looked at Li Qimu's jeans that were vaguely rigid. Contour, took a brand new bath towel, wiped his lower body after getting wet, and raised his eyebrows, "Brother, help you get it out?"

A trace of surprise and joy flashed in Li Qimu's eyes, and he rushed his hands under the water, shook off his belt, and stared straight at Meng Dazhi. With a smile in his eyes, he whispered calmly and warmly as before, "Meng Dazhi, I think you can touch your chest muscles when you help me."

Meng Dazhi was stunned, and just about to say "how to do it, don't pull it down", when he met his deep but dark eyes of love, his heart skipped a beat, he succumbed to his deep-rooted guilt, frowned and curled his lips, and said impatiently: " OK, I'm facing you sideways." With his right hand resting on Li Qimu's left shoulder, he helped Li Qimu take off his trousers with his left hand.

Li Qimu's left hand wrapped around his waist from under his shirt, and his right hand covered his thick chest again.

Meng Dazhi held Li Qimu in his arms, raised his thick eyebrows, and muttered with a blushing face, "The capital is not small." Then he glanced at Li Qimu, hooked the corners of his mouth, and played tricks wantonly.Being served by him, Li Qimu sometimes frowned and sometimes felt relieved, pinching a hard nipple on his chest, and kneading it hard every time he tricked him.

Meng Dazhi couldn't help it, he looked down at the granules pinched by Li Qimu on his chest, and calmed down resentfully.

After a long time, Li Qimu leaked out, the two of them didn't make a sound, they dried and washed in tacit understanding, and walked out of the bathroom.

"I haven't changed my clothes. Let's tidy up after you finish class. Don't you have class in the second period? Class is about to start now."

Meng Dazhi opened his mouth to break the silence.He was shirtless and barefoot, half lying on the sofa and smoking.

"Hmm." Li Qimu sat cross-legged next to Meng Dazhi, leaning on Meng Dazhi's bent thigh, and lightly stroked Meng Dazhi's flat and firm six-pack abs with his big hand. His hands felt warm and smooth.Then he leaned forward and gently smelled Meng Dazhi's body.

Meng Dazhi sneered and took a puff of cigarette.After venting a few times just now, his psychological quality quickly recovered and his face was not red, only the roots of his ears were still hot. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the smell? Brother doesn't smoke heavily, so the smell of smoke on his body won't choke you, right?" .”

Li Qimu paused, and kissed his smooth wheat-colored abs.

Meng Dazhi hesitated.

Li Qimu didn't raise his head, his heart beat as if he was holding Meng Dazhi's source of life just now, and slowly moved up, kissing along Meng Dazhi's abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and shoulders, driven by deep love without a teacher, until Meng Dazhi's cheek , then whispered: "Let's kiss."

Meng Dazhi stared at him blankly, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to joke around, but he didn't say it, he just said, "You kiss."

Li Qimu just laughed, swallowed nervously, nibbled on his lips, and immediately got up like an electric shock, grabbed his schoolbag: "I'm going to class."

Meng Dazhi watched him open the door and go out, and when the door was closed, he raised his hand and rubbed his face, feeling his face was hot: "Little bastard..."