The life of rebirth is up to me

Why do you like that pervert?

These days, I always wonder why I love that pervert so much, obey, even give up my dignity as a man, spread my legs, and willingly let him enter my body to explore and leave his smell.

why?

It's not that I am boasting, the original me is really popular.

Tall and handsome, this layer of skin alone is enough to attract the attention of women, not to mention the enviable backstage behind me and the witty and elegant conversation, women who want to be my wife, girlfriend or even lover can almost exclude into a street.

But I just fell under the suit pants of that little pervert, and even leaned upside down, holding out all the things that could be given away and begging him to give me a little love.

Why is it possible to love someone so deeply?

So I was very puzzled. In order to get even a little fair treatment, I decided to think about it.

I still remember the first time I met him...

At that time, I really had bad intentions.

Because of the good environment at home, I was exposed to an extremely open Western culture that was completely different from the national conditions in China when I was young.

But because of my small size, I couldn't understand what the anti-gay demonstrations abroad represented. I was just curious about what men can do with men.

In this way, I raised my curiosity, so my younger brother and bad friend helped me find a man.

So... that little pervert appeared in front of my eyes.

Hmm... how to say?

First impressions are stunning.

A boy who looks like a girl, a schoolboy two years younger than me.

The moment I saw him, I had a feeling that it was him, and all I wanted was him.

cough!Now that I think about it, it's really evil... With my sexual orientation at that time, if I was a man, I would definitely not be able to be hard, even if I was slightly more gentle and handsome, wouldn't I still be a man?Once the time has passed and I can't find a suitable candidate, my intention to turn a corner will naturally fade away.

But that little pervert just happened to appear in front of my eyes.

Willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, small but straight nose bridge and bright red lips, this face is a beauty even on a woman.What's more, when I saw him that day, he was sitting by the window and fell asleep, his soft hair was lightly lit by the bright eyes outside the window, and it hung softly on his almost transparent white face.

At that moment, I even had the feeling that my heart skipped a beat. I felt in a trance that this person no longer needs to be restrained by gender. He is him, a person who I like very much after seeing it.

Then I came into contact with him, and that's when my disaster struck.

I finally know what duplicity is!What is neuropathy!What is metamorphosis!What is the disaster of swallowing blood even if the teeth are knocked out! !

cough!

It doesn't matter, I got through it anyway, and now that I think about it, that process was quite evocative, especially the time on the top floor of the school. In my life, I have never been pushed down in the pile of debris, and my pants were taken off and forced on.

Uh... the process is a little blurry, anyway, it's very cool, the little pervert's eyes are also very bright, no, there are also lips, when the small pink tongue sticks out from the lips and licks it around, I don't even After thinking about it, I will often be served by this mouth, gently licking at the top, and then bit by bit, swallowing...

cough!stop!stop!I can't digress this time, I must know why I love him so much, to the point of madness.

As long as I understand, I shouldn't be so passive in the relationship between the two of us in the future, right?

Well, what comes after being forced to "job off"?

It seemed that the little pervert suddenly ran from the bed to under the bed, and suddenly talked to me about the business partnership.

To be honest, I was really disappointed at that time, as if there was another person, a person like everyone else, and the advantages that could be found in me were far inferior to the value of the interests behind it.

The little pervert used the love letter I treasured up now as a means of coercion, and asked me for [-] yuan. Considering the prices at that time, it was not a small amount, but it was far from reaching the point where I could embarrass me. Alarmed the family and solved it.

If I tell him now that I can actually spend more money at that time, I wonder if I will get some interesting punishment?

Hmm... Forget it, these are not important, the important thing is that he really used the money to do business, instead of spending the money in every possible way like a child of the same age, or me at that time Go out in exchange for something meaningless.

I think, the first touch of my life is from then on, right?

From the time I found out that what he wanted to do was something that adults are qualified to do, when I felt that my money could be turned into a business under his promotion, I thought, from then on , My future path has been determined, and his status in my heart has risen, even to the point of a certain kind of verbal admiration.

Why can he do it?Why does a child who is only 15 years old have such great perseverance and perseverance to do one thing?Even ignoring the oppression of parents, ignoring the rules of the world, and just doing it so firmly?

So... I did it with him.

On the bed in the hotel, I had my first experience with a man.

The little pervert was lying on the big bed in front of me, grabbing his congested and upturned part and sliding it, the other hand pierced the acupuncture point behind him, moving in and out in front of my eyes, the rapid and heavy breathing was deafening, and there was only one thing in front of me. I can see two hands, one sliding, one in and out, non-stop, faster and faster, faster and faster...

It just shot right in front of my eyes.

Oh buy Karma!

The first time I saw a man masturbate!

My first fucking gay masturbation and had an orgasm!

Abnormal!Abnormal! !Is there any bottom line? !You are only 15 years old, okay? !In the era of scarce information, where did this terrible behavior learn! !I must destroy the authors of those little pornographic books, bombard a certain island country, and give the children of this world a bright and clean childhood! ! !

Well……

Ok……

I like.

Ha ha……

I really like the little pervert showing off like that, it's so enjoyable!

Ha ha ha ha ha……

Anyway, after that time, we started a formal relationship.

Yes, socialize.I think so.I have a relationship with him.

But when the feeling of novelty receded, and the colorful world stripped back to its true colors, in those peaceful days, I confirmed that I was deceived by the appearance, and I didn't understand him, or, in other words, I suddenly understood that I was in his heart But it is a "massage stick + bank" existence.He has no demands on me, and he doesn't even care if I go out to sleep with any woman, as long as I show up when he needs it, it's enough for him to solve the desires accumulated in his body.

Did he care then?Do you care after seeing the marks left on my body intentionally or unintentionally?

Sometimes I really hope to see some different emotions appearing in his eyes, but it's a pity, no, not at all, just like what I thought...

At that time, my position in his heart was so humble that it was almost terrible, and he even looked at me with contempt.

Then, I left.

Ok?

Why not leave?

Am I not a natural masochist?I didn't love him to the point where the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed!You know, men also have to prove their worth, especially the admiring eyes from women, which can make up for the damage I suffered from the little pervert.

Wang Rong, I still remember the name of that girl, the last girl after I left the little pervert, and also the last girl I have so far, even in this life.

Think of the soft girl's body...

Hey... a little boring.

Different smell, different touch, different moaning sound, though holding a different person, it's always the guy I miss—

Anyway, I went back in a twitch, and half a year after I left that little pervert, I went back to the hut where we used to go crazy together. I wanted to make my "friendship" with him last forever.

Then I saw the little pervert and a pile of "poop" Qingqingwowo.

How disgusting!too disgusting!The disgust of that lump of "shit" even reached the point where I wanted to seal that memory, wishing I could find a bottle of sulfuric acid and pour it on my brain to completely clean that gloomy memory!

To this day, "shit" is a knot in my heart, and I am even afraid that the little pervert will meet that "shit" unexpectedly one day and rekindle the love.

Because the little pervert doesn't love me, but loves that lump of "shit", so much that when he sees someone, he looks completely hurt and has tears in his eyes.

It makes me want to mobilize all the power in my hand to dig out that lump of "stool", then throw it into the ditch, and rush to the depths of the Pacific Ocean!

In this way, if No.1 is gone, the little pervert will undoubtedly only choose me, right?

Hey Hey……

Um! ?

Etc., etc!

The point is still not mentioned.

Why do I love him so much?

He is obviously a man who only concentrates on his career, works convulsively, acts erratically, and has other people in his heart?

Why, I love him to the point where I am now?

why?

Is it looks?

It is indeed a very beautiful appearance, even if the brows and eyes are opened in the end, and he looks as tall and strong as me, and the handsome man is a man, he is still very eye-catching.

……

But if you look too much, you will be immune to it, right?No matter how beautiful things are, they will get tired after looking at them for a long time, won't they?

Or is it character?

Concentration and earnestness when doing things, sensuality when going to bed, sudden outburst of anger, and greasy and obsessive behavior in the next second, are changing again and again, full of freshness.

……

But as I get older, I actually dislike things that are not stable, and I like people and things that are calm, stable, and can be completely controlled. The little perverted personality is actually not suitable for me, especially when I am tired. A day later, when you have to rush across two cities to take up the job of "massage stick", in fact, sometimes you are very tired. You are so tired that you don't even want to care about it anymore. It is best to go home and sleep quietly. Sleep.

However, even so, after being exhausted to the extreme and too lazy to deal with it, once I woke up from a dream and opened my eyes, the first thing that popped into my mind was that little pervert.

Ah... I started thinking again.

Think he's safe now?Are you hurt?

Do you think he went to socialize again?Will it be caught by a man or woman?

Immediately afterwards, all I could do was to make a phone call, talking absent-mindedly, listening to the background sound on the microphone, was there any strange sound?

So, no matter whether I heard the sound or not, I would hurry to finish the work on my hands. Even if I drove late at night, I would go to check the room first. There are no strange sheets, and at the end I will covertly see if there are any traces of use in the posterior acupoints...

cough!Well, I have to admit that I have never found one. The little pervert looks very bottomless and promiscuous, but he is surprisingly self-confident. He even finds it troublesome to deal with some men and women who are interested in him. Directly cutting the weeds and cleaning them up will cause trouble The presence.

Once, when the little pervert was in a good mood, I asked him in a joking tone why he didn't find a lover for me?

The little pervert said: "Ah... I'm old and I don't want to bother."

orz...

Well, I am not mature enough, you are always really old, a perverted "old man" who is two years younger than me.

I was perfunctory, but I couldn't ask anymore. Once or twice is fine, but once I ask too much, it will definitely bore that person, and maybe it will be "cleaned up" in the end.

No... No... Why are you pessimistic again?

My point is why I love him! ?

why?

Why! ?

Uh-huh……

……

do not know.