spoiling addiction

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Luo Peiming came home, he rushed to the bathroom drunkenly, hugged the toilet and vomited wildly, vomited out his stomach, even bile, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Thinking of the man moaning and turning in someone else's arms at this time, it was as if he had suffered a thousand cuts, and his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and lungs were all in pain.

That was the Gao Rong he depended on for life, the Gao Rong he loved so deeply, was his Gao Rong alone...

"Gao Rong...Gao Rong...Gao Rong..."

Gao Rong was wearing pajamas, standing behind him, watching this tall and thin man knelt on the ground like a child, crying his name sadly, his heart hurt like a knife.

Squatting down slowly, he took a towel and wiped away the dirt from the corners of his mouth.

Luo Peiming froze suddenly, turned his head slowly, and saw the man squatting next to him, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Uncle Rong?"

"Drink a lot?"

He nodded mechanically, then shook his head again, "Not much, I'm still awake."

Gao Rong himself drank a lot at the promotion banquet at night, and his stomach was feeling uncomfortable, so he was very considerate of his current feelings, and handed him a glass of warm water, "Rinse your mouth, I'll go and heat up the food, you can eat a little .”

The food on the table did not touch a single chopstick. It was obvious that Luo Peiming was drinking heavily on an empty stomach. No wonder he even vomited bile. Gao Rong sighed in his heart: This child is too good at taking care of himself.

Just about to stand up, Luo Peiming suddenly grabbed his arm, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Being hugged so tightly by him, Gao Rong's bones ached all over, he struggled twice, "Pei Ming, don't make trouble."

Luo Peiming's arms tightened even tighter, as if he wanted to rub him into his body, buried his head on his neck, and murmured, "Uncle Rong, don't leave me."

Gao Rong chuckled, "Oh, kid, of course I won't leave you, you are my son."

Before he finished speaking, his body tightened suddenly, and Gao Rong yelled out loudly, "Peiming, loosen it, it hurts..."

"Don't treat me like a child anymore," Luo Peiming gritted his teeth, let go of him, and touched his pajamas, "It's too cold here, you go back to the bedroom, and I'll heat up the food."

Gao Rong saw his son's pale face by the moonlight, and felt distressed, "Are you okay? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

Luo Peiming forced a smile, thinking to himself why don't you ask me if I feel bad?He hummed softly, "It's okay."

After washing and tidying his hair in front of the mirror, Luo Peiming followed Gao Rong out of the bathroom, turned on the light in the living room, his eyes fell on the thin body of the person in front of him, his fists were clenched suddenly, and Gao Rong's neck was clearly visible. There are a few bright hickeys printed on the ground.

He took a few deep breaths silently, slowly loosened his clenched fist, watched him disappear behind the bedroom door, and Luo Peiming walked into the kitchen.

After warming up some of Gao Rong's favorite dishes and serving them to the table, Luo Peiming walked into the master bedroom, where Gao Rong was lying on the sofa reading a book, when he heard him come in, he raised his head.

Luo Peiming walked over and kissed him on the cheek, "Dinner is ready."

Gao Rong wiped the place where he kissed, and said flatly, "Don't do this again in the future."

Luo Peiming's expression suddenly became very painful.

Before the meal, Gao Rong sat at the dining table, took the small cake, took out the lighter and lit the candle, and said with a smile, "Today is your 24th birthday, Peiming, happy birthday."

The fire was flickering, Luo Peiming looked at the dancing flame, and smiled, "Uncle Rong, can I ask for a birthday present?"

"What gift?" Gao Rong smiled, "I will try my best to buy it."

"No need to buy it," Luo Peiming shook his head, "You can do it."

Realizing what birthday gift he wanted, the smile on Gao Rong's face gradually faded, "Pei Ming, for this gift I... ah, hurry up and make a wish, the candles are about to be lit."

The thin candle was about to burn out, Luo Peiming hurriedly prayed and made a wish with both hands, and then blew out the candle in one breath.

Both of them don't like sweets, so they only ate a few mouthfuls of a small cake before throwing it aside.After dinner, Gao Rong suddenly said, "Since it's my birthday, I seem to have forgotten the longevity noodles."

"I remember," Luo Peiming got up and went to the kitchen to fill two bowls of noodles. Standing in the shadow behind the door, he looked at the man in the dining room. Holding a small piece of corn, he is slowly nibbling.

Because of living habits and other problems, Gao Rong's skin has always been bad, but after drinking wine tonight, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and under the light, they were puffy, like a delicate porcelain, so beautiful Startled. — except for a few bright red hickeys on the neck.

Grinding his teeth, Luo Peiming reached into his pocket with his right hand and clenched it tightly. After a while, he took a deep breath and stretched out his hand. There was a small medicine bottle in his palm.

Pour out a tablet of Valium, look at Gao Rong's small bowl, break the tablet in half with fingers, hold half of the tablet and think about it, then break it into a quarter, then use a spoon to grind the tablet into powder, pour it into the In Gao Rong's noodles, after stirring, the medicinal powder quickly melted into the hot soup, colorless and tasteless, everything was as usual.

Returning to the dining table with two bowls of noodles, Luo Peiming smiled, "The hand-rolled noodles I bought specially this afternoon, try it, is it stronger than dried noodles?"

Gao Rong picked out two sticks of noodles, "I can't eat any more."

Luo Peiming pouted and acted coquettishly, "How can I not eat my birthday longevity noodles?"

Looking across the table at his son with such a disobedient expression on his handsome face, Gao Rong found it very cute, and couldn't help putting the noodles into his mouth as if he was being bewitched, and said with a vague smile, "Yes, it's my son's birthday noodles. ..."

The small bowl was not that big, and he ate up the noodles with just a few chopsticks. Gao Rong put down the bowl, but Luo Peiming suddenly said, "I have stewed this chicken soup for a long time. It is nutritious and nourishing. Don't leave it."

Unexpectedly, when his son spoke, Gao Rong smiled naturally, and drank the soup again.

It's easy to get sleepy when you're full of wine and food. Maybe it's because you drank too much wine before, maybe it's because you've experienced too many things in one night, or maybe it's because the dinner is too nourishing. Gao Rong feels that he's more likely to feel sleepy tonight than usual.

After barely holding on to wash and wash, he fell headlong on the bed, his eyelids were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift it at all. In a daze, he felt that a person had climbed onto his bed, and he was stroking his back one by one beside him. His sensitive area, being brushed gently like this, suddenly trembled slightly.

The body that hadn't been excited under Oceana's hands for a long time, was easily awakened by his touch like this, Gao Rong's breath was short of breath, and he clearly knew that this was wrong, but his brain was so sleepy that he couldn't lift his spirits, he hummed softly, " Peiming, don't..."

Luo Peiming took out two red birthday candles from his pocket and put them on the bedside table, took off his clothes and returned to the big bed, burrowed his fingers into his pajamas, stroked his smooth skin back and forth, his warm hands seemed to be magical, There was a raging fire everywhere.

He leaned over, stroked his thin lips with his lips, looked at his picturesque eyebrows with greedy eyes, and sighed, "Arong, you will never imagine how much I love you..."

The temperature of his skin was so hot that it was almost scalding, Gao Rong shivered slightly under him, and said softly, "Pei Ming, if you take another step, there is no turning back."

Luo Peiming lit the candle beside the bed and looked at him fixedly in the candlelight, "I will never look back."

The corners of Gao Rong's lips twitched twice, and a sad smile disappeared quickly before it could be drawn. ——He was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it any longer, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Peiming became more courageous, knelt by his side and bent over to kiss, got into the pajamas with one hand, walked continuously on his chest, and rubbed his waist with the other hand.

The body that had been abstinent for many years quickly responded. Gao Rong hummed in his sleep to seek comfort, his pretty brows furrowed, his lips parted slightly, and a soft moan overflowed, "Um... ah..."

Hearing such a blood-thumping voice, the desire in Luo Peiming's body instantly soared, his genitals were so hard that he pouted, let go of his lips, looked down at the old man from a high position, and found that his bright red lips were moist and full, sexy You have to hook people.

Before he had time to unbutton the buttons one by one, Luo Peiming grabbed the two skirts of his pajamas with both hands and pulled them hard, the buttons collapsed everywhere, and his pale and emaciated body lay before his eyes.

He was so excited that his fingers trembled: Gao Rong, the Gao Rong he had been thinking about for many years...

This is their bridal chamber candle, late night, big bed, newlywed wife, I saw the man's cheeks were flushed, his expression was fragile, and his fair body seemed to be shrouded in a faint layer of porcelain light in the flickering candlelight.

Luo Peiming couldn't bear it anymore, hugged him and left a continuous hickey on his neck, sliding down all the way, the tip of his tongue penetrated into the round navel, teasing him flexibly, Gao Rong immediately twisted and moaned impatiently.

"A Rong, you are mine..." Luo Peiming took off his pajama pants, leaned over and licked them.

He entered from behind, Gao Rong seemed to be in pain, tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes, and he cried in his sleep, Luo Peiming bit his shoulder, and his lower body slammed fiercely, making obscene water sounds .

But he felt that the voice was extremely pleasant, just like the body below him, which was obviously skinny and without beauty, but he felt that he was the most beautiful man in the world.

His movements were gentle and careful, comforting Gao Rong as if he were a newlywed wife. He hugged Gao Rong and lay on his side on the bed, with one arm around his shoulder and the other hand on the organ between his legs, teasing and playing with it moderately , the small and soft organs are fascinating, even when they are erect, they are as beautiful as a delicate toy.

Gao Rong trembled with excitement in the stimulation of the back and forth attack, his two thin lips were red and swollen from the kiss, and he moaned intermittently.

The effect of a quarter of Valium was short-lived, Gao Rong finally woke up in a daze, his eyelids were still too sleepy to lift, but his brain gradually became clear.

Both hands instinctively pushed his shoulders, making a fragile cry, "Stop...stop...Peiming...can't do this..."

Luo Peiming's eyes were red from the passion, he grabbed his finger and put it in his mouth, "Arong, I love you, I love you, Arong..."

As if an electric current slipped through his fingertips, Gao Rong suddenly trembled and clenched his teeth in pain. ——Luo Peiming ejaculated heartily inside his body.

The hot essence scalded the intestinal wall, Gao Rong let out a shriek, and his body became wet all over.

"Arong...Arong..." Luo Peiming was so excited that he hugged him tightly from behind, bit his shoulder, and roared excitedly from his throat.

Gao Rong gradually regained consciousness and began to struggle desperately, but he was thin and small, like a weak little woman in Luo Peiming's arms, and his futile struggle was not like resistance, but more like coquettish anger.

Luo Peiming didn't pull out his genitals, but turned him over in the state of penetration, turned him into a face-to-face posture, and leaned over to kiss him from the front.

Gao Rong endured his kiss, and tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably: it was only his son, the son he had raised for 13 years...

When Luo He left, he was only ten years old, and he was carrying a small schoolbag and calling him Uncle Rong. Now 13 years have passed, and he has grown up to the point where he can drag his father to bed and put him under him. Use it like a woman.

"Why are you crying?" Luo Peiming soon hardened again, and slowly swooped down from the front, holding his tearful face and kissing him continuously.

Gao Rong gritted his teeth, "It's been 13 years... um... I can keep a dog... um..."

Luo Peiming's movements suddenly became fierce, and the kiss turned into biting, with a hint of abuse. He watched the old man moaning brokenly under his impact, and smiled with red eyes, "Do you want to say that you want to support me?" How about raising a dog? Uncle Rong, raising me can make you happy, how dare you raise a dog to fuck you like this?"

"You fucking..."

Luo Peiming covered his mouth, and dived fiercely with his lower body, "Don't curse, A Rong, don't let our first time leave any regrets..."

Gao Rong covered his eyes in pain, and his body was limp, letting you pick and choose.

Luo Peiming laughed, pulled his fingers away, and kissed his tears dry, "Ah Rong, from now on you belong to me...and only to me..."

The candles on the bedside table were burned out, leaving only a pool of candle tears, which were bright red.

This is their wedding night.