Mr. Bamboo Horse

Xu Jingchi's question made Zheng Zhuoyuan fall into that memory again.

He didn't let Xu Jingchi do such ridiculous things at school that day, but after school, he was pulled into Xu Jingchi's room.

On that bed that he had slept on countless times, Xu Jingchi made him ejaculate.

Even after so many years, Zheng Zhuoyuan couldn't help but tremble when thinking of the feeling at that time again.

Xu Jingchi pressed his wrist and looked down at his face.This strange gaze forced him to turn his head sideways and close his eyes tightly to avoid it.

He couldn't answer such a strange question.

If at that time they were still a little ignorant because of their young age, but now it is completely different, how can Xu Jingchi help him do this kind of thing again?

Zheng Zhuoyuan bit her lip, finally couldn't bear it anymore in this weird atmosphere.But before he could refuse, Xu Jingchi's hand went down his lower abdomen, and lightly touched his still hard place.

Breathing for a moment, Zheng Zhuoyuan opened his eyes in fright. As soon as he looked at him, he found Xu Jingchi was looking at him very seriously, and his evil fingers were also at the bottom of desire.

"Yuanyuan." Xu Jingchi called him by his nickname.

This name reminded him of the dream just now.The person in the dream also called him "Yuanyuan", and the hands in the dream were like this at the beginning, touching him lightly, as if testing his reaction.

His thoughts were like a mess of twine, he didn't even have time to think about who might be the owner of those hands, so Xu Jingchi held him.

An uncontrolled gasp leaked out of his breath, followed by him raising his head again and instinctively tightening his legs.However, after a while, he grabbed Xu Jingchi's hand forcefully, and the corners of his already red eyes became moist again.

Xu Jingchi stared at his face, even though those eyes were closed again, the trembling eyelashes betrayed his thoughts.

Xu Jingchi understood him.If he really didn't want to, he would firmly refuse like he did in the toilet in the old school building, instead of just grabbing his hand and not letting him move like he is now.

In fact, Xu Jingchi himself couldn't understand the impulse at this moment.

But he didn't let himself get into entanglement, he just thought he was repeating what happened back then, he just didn't want to see this good friend who grew up together feel uncomfortable.

He touched the blood-filled hard object according to his own habits, and the block imposed on his wrist was quickly removed by the rapidly rising pleasure.Zheng Zhuoyuan blocked his eyes with his left arm, only the small tip of his nose with beads of sweat and his bright red lips bitten by his teeth came into Xu Jingchi's eyes.

After finding that he was pulling the sheet under his body with the other hand, and kicking his legs disobediently, Xu Jingchi simply sat on his lap.

Zheng Zhuoyuan's waist trembled, and when Xu Jingchi had just pressed him down, he pulled that hand again, muttering in his mouth: "Stop, stop! It's okay..."

"Okay?" Xu Jingchi looked down in puzzlement, his thing was very wet, but it didn't come out.

"What's okay? You haven't ejaculated yet." Xu Jingchi repeated.

Zheng Zhuoyuan couldn't explain the real reason for calling the stop.Xu Jingchi already knew too many embarrassing secrets about him, he didn't want this person to know that he might be incontinent when he climaxed, and he would no longer be able to raise his head in front of his good friends.

Even though he desperately wanted to be touched, he could only endure it, and said vaguely, "Go down."

"I will do it myself."

His voice was weak, and the reason for blocking him couldn't be explained. Xu Jingchi thought he was still shy, so he comforted him and said, "Just now I helped you because you couldn't figure it out by yourself, and you'll feel better if you finish it quickly, don't think so much. "

Xu Jingchi continued at the speed he was playing just now, and with the other hand, he kneaded the scrotum that was shaking between his legs.Zheng Zhuoyuan was so comfortable that her waist straightened up, her hands clutched the fabric on her chest helplessly, her breathing was so heavy that she seemed to be drowning.

Xu Jingchi's skills are much improved compared to those in the past, he doesn't know why the same five fingers, Xu Jingchi only touches it for a while and he is so happy that he doesn't want to care about anything.

The back of his head was rubbing against the pillow, his consciousness drowning in the vortex of the imminent orgasm.At this moment, Xu Jingchi took the ball of paper he had crushed just now, and gently stuck it to the small hole on the top.

It was such an ordinary movement that made him remember it again.

He propped up his upper body, no longer caring about whether he would be ashamed or not, and hurriedly grabbed that hand: "I really don't want it!"

Feeling his hands trembling, Xu Jingchi finally realized that it might not be ejaculation in front of him that he minded, so he hesitated and asked, "Are you worried about this?"

Xu Jingchi gently pressed his lower abdomen with his left hand, and when he saw that he was frightened and pulled him, he understood.So he asked, "Can you hold back every time you ejaculate?"

Zheng Zhuoyuan's face was already flushed, and the thick eyelashes blocked the panic in his eyes, but they couldn't cover the faint flash of water.

He turned his head away, shaking after a moment.

"Does it happen every time, or occasionally?" Xu Jingchi wanted to make sure, so even if he knew that such a question would embarrass him, he still insisted on finishing it.

Zheng Zhuoyuan's ten fingers wrinkled the bed sheet, he didn't answer, Xu Jingchi didn't ask, just waited quietly.Until he was so disturbed by his panting and heartbeat that he couldn't take it anymore, he simply broke the jar and said, "Not every time."

The hand that was still holding him continued to play tricks after hearing this answer. He hurriedly pulled it, but Xu Jingchi approached him first.

"Don't be afraid, since it doesn't happen every time, it means that there is nothing wrong with your body. Trust me once, okay? Let's try."

The gentle voice brushed against his ears with heat, like static electricity accidentally touched in winter, which made his back a little numb.And this posture and atmosphere reminded him of the day Xu Jingchi got him out for the first time many years ago.

Xu Jingchi taught him for a while, but he still couldn't figure out whether it was because of nervousness or some other reason.

Xu Jingchi didn't expect him to be so difficult.Seeing that his face was blushing and his lips were full of bite marks, he felt a little anxious, so he simply pushed him down on the pillow, straddled his lap, held it and touched it.

Zheng Zhuoyuan was stunned.

The 13-year-old Xu Jingchi has no skills at all, and his posture looks more like he is about to fight, but his hands are warm and warm covering him.This completely different feeling from when he touched it was so new and exciting that he even forgot to push this person away.

Zheng Zhuoyuan couldn't remember how he felt at that time, but he remembered that he wanted to pee not long after Xu Jingchi touched it, but Xu Jingchi told him that it was not for peeing, and told him not to be afraid.

"Don't be afraid." Xu Jingchi whispered to him.

The repeatedly tormented desire finally pushed his body to the brink of explosion, and his consciousness was so confused that he couldn't tell whether he was in the present or in the memory.

All he knew was that it was hot and uncomfortable, so don't stop.

When the man held his outstretched hand with his left hand, he heard himself yelling "no" and "no more" incoherently.

A sharp trembling hit him with the sudden orgasm, and the turbulent pleasure was like a sea wave throwing him up, and it was like a feather floating in the air.Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and a white mist filled my mind.

It had been too long since he had experienced such a joyful venting, so that after ejaculation, his whole body was in chaos.His eyes were so slack that he had no focus, and he couldn't do anything or think about anything other than the instinct of breathing.

Xu Jingchi took away the tissue on the small hole, saw the milky white semen on it with the help of the faint light, heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned over to see Zheng Zhuoyuan's situation.

Zheng Zhuoyuan's eyelids were closed, and although his chest was still heaving obviously, he seemed to be asleep.

Xu Jingchi yelled twice, then patted his face lightly, he responded in a daze, half opened his eyelids and closed them again.

Seeing that he looks like a kitten that gets sleepy after being fed, Xu Jingchi couldn't help laughing, and asked him, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" "Okay... cool..." He really looks like he did back then.

But I didn't drink too much back then, so after the end, I would be shy, at a loss, and avoid Xu Jingchi.

I don't know if this guy will avoid me again when he wakes up tomorrow.

Xu Jingchi was cleaning up for him, when he turned his head and saw the tissue in hand, he remembered the good news that he hadn't had time to tell him.

It seems that Dr. Luo's analysis is correct, Zheng Zhuoyuan's body has almost recovered, and as long as he overcomes his heart disease, he will be completely recovered.

Xu Jingchi covered him with the quilt, rolled up the diapers he had thrown on the floor and threw them into the trash can before going into the bathroom.

When undressing, Xu Jingchi saw something strange in himself.

But just treat it as a normal reaction just now, and take a shower after solving it.

When I got back to the bed, Zheng Zhuoyuan turned over and lay on his side in the middle of the bed with his buttocks pouted.

In order to let him sleep more comfortably, Xu Jingchi took off his thick sweatpants just now, but now he is wearing short sleeves, and the quilt has been pushed to his feet, revealing two white thighs.

At that time, he was often bullied by boys because of his good-looking facial features and fair skin.

They all said he was like a girl and shouldn't play with them, and they always called him Zheng Yuanyuan.

He's not the type to cry when he's bullied, on the contrary he rolls up his sleeves and fights back every time.

But he couldn't beat those people, and Xu Jingchi always came to rescue him in the end.

The more times Xu Jingchi covered him, those people didn't dare to mess around anymore, but they would still call him Zheng Yuanyuan behind their backs, laughing that he should go to the bathroom like a girl.

He was often so angry that he ran to sit on the swing by himself, and he didn't like to talk to anyone.

Later Xu Jingchi found out, and started calling him Zheng Yuanyuan in private.

He didn't expect even Xu Jingchi to go too far, and immediately cried out of anger.

Xu Jingchi waited for him to howl enough before squatting down, and handed him his palm: "Hit it, but you have to stop until you don't get angry."

He glared at the bastard angrily. Before he could figure out how to scold him, Xu Jingchi tilted his head and winked at him: "Actually, Zheng Yuanyuan sounds pretty nice. Your nickname is Yuanyuan. That's what they call you." That's right."

"You still say!" He slapped the palm in front of him hard, and when he got excited, he slapped it crookedly, and his fingertip hit it. The pain made him gasp, and tears rolled down again.

Xu Jingchi was beaten to the thickest part of his flesh, and he didn't feel any pain at all. Seeing this, he quickly took his hand, blew hard on his red fingertips, and muttered: "Look, every time I get angry, I will Not sure."

"Then you still want to hit me! You did it on purpose!" The little face in front of him was full of snot and tears, and he didn't withdraw his hand.

Xu Jingchi knew too well how to follow his hair, so he pretended to be wronged and said, "If I don't stretch it out, you will be angry for a long time.

Well, don't be angry, Zheng Yuanyuan really sounds good, and I like it too. "

Later, Xu Jingchi often called him that when joking, and he got used to it after many times.

Anyway, the mouth is on this guy's face, so I can't hit it every time.

And I don't know if it's because of listening to it too much, but gradually he also thinks it sounds good.

Later, except for Xu Jingchi, no one would call him that anymore.

Yuanyuan, Zheng Yuanyuan.

Zheng Zhuoyuan, who was sleeping, said "hmm", smashed his mouth, turned over and squeezed into the arms of the people around him.

Xu Jingchi lay on his side, feeling something soft and warm leaning towards him in a daze, so he hugged him, and fell asleep like that until dawn.

Today is Sunday, and Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't wake up until noon.

Looking at the clock on the wall pointing to twelve o'clock, he rubbed his eyes, sat up and saw the messy bed.

Last night he tore the sheets in a mess, Xu Jingchi just fell asleep casually.

Looking at this scene at this moment, the memory of last night slowly came back to my mind.

He lifted the quilt for a look, and immediately covered it tightly again, trying his best to recall what happened later.

But the memory was broken at the moment when it reached its peak, and he really couldn't remember it after that.

His neck was red with anxiety, not because he let Xu Jingchi do that kind of thing again, but because he couldn't remember whether he lost his incontinence in the end.

The thought of that dreadful possibility made him so distraught that he got up, changed his clothes, and hurried downstairs.

Aunt Su was frying meatballs in the kitchen, and when she saw his hair curled up, she ran in, thinking he was hungry, but she didn't expect him to ask Xu Jingchi? "He went out in the morning, saying that he had an appointment and would not come back for lunch."

After Aunt Su finished speaking, she wanted to take a marinated chicken leg as a cushion for him, but she saw him running upstairs again like a gust of wind.

After returning to the room, Zheng Zhuoyuan picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, found Xu Jingchi's number and dialed it. After two rings there, he realized it again and immediately pressed the hang up button.

If Xu Jingchi picked him up, how would he ask?Did you ask me if I touched you last night?That was a public execution!Zheng Zhuoyuan squatted beside the bed, clutching her bangs angrily.

He regretted it to death now, how could he ask Xu Jingchi to help him do that kind of thing when he was drunk!If, if in the end he really...really didn't think about the following things, the phone rang first.

Looking at the word "Jingchi" on the screen, he hesitated for a moment and pressed the answer button.

"Are you awake?" Xu Jingchi asked, followed by the sound of music with a pleasant melody.

He didn't know if Xu Jingchi was driving or where, and he didn't care about this time.

When he didn't answer, Xu Jingchi thought it was a bad signal, told Song Chuyi that he would walk away, then stood up and went to the atrium of the restaurant.

"Can you hear me now?" Xu Jingchi asked again.

Zheng Zhuoyuan replied sullenly: "Are you with Chu Yi?" "Yes, yesterday I promised to treat her to dinner and thank her for her help."

Xu Jingchi explained.

After speaking, there was no sound over there again, so he asked him what he wanted from him.

Zheng Zhuoyuan was silent for a while, and parted his lips several times, finally Xu Jingchi only understood the word "last night".

He was so hesitant to speak, Xu Jingchi knew what he wanted to ask, and he took the initiative to answer: "Don't worry, I was fine last night."

"All right?" He repeated the word, and then wondered if Xu Jingchi didn't understand what he meant.

Then I heard Xu Jingchi continue: "I will accompany you to Dr. Luo for a follow-up visit in the afternoon. Your condition is better than he predicted."

Zheng Zhuoyuan's voice became hoarse again, although Xu Jingchi didn't explicitly mention the thing he cared about the most, but such a statement was enough for him to understand.

He sat down on the bed, clenched his fist and tapped his forehead with his left hand, and the heart blocked in his throat finally returned to its original place.

Hearing the faint sigh coming from the other end of the phone, Xu Jingchi smiled and told him not to think about it, and went back to pick him up at two o'clock.

Zheng Zhuoyuan didn't respond.

Xu Jingchi understood that he was in a mess now, so he didn't say much, hung up the phone and went back to the table to sit down.

Just now when the waiter brought up the main food, Xu Jingchi picked up the knife and fork and concentrated on cutting the meat. He didn't notice that Song Chuyi finished drinking the red wine in the glass, pursed his lips, and suddenly said, "I listened to the song yesterday. understood."