Stubborn illness

"Here, here are your key cards and towels. The locker is next door and the shower room is inside. Go in."

It’s not the first time I’ve been here in a certain bathroom in Guangzhou. It’s been three or four times. It’s on the second floor. There’s a lot of space. When you enter the front desk, it’s the place to collect money. There’s an automatic mahjong machine next to it, surrounded by five or six people. The storage cabinet next door is tall and wide, with small drawers separated from each other, painted with silver paint, and a bar stool under the cabinet. Under the stool, there are poor-quality men’s slippers placed randomly or neatly. There are sneakers.

There is a ping-pong table in the hall, two people are fighting fiercely, and the white ping-pong balls are bouncing back and forth happily.On the right is a set of leather sofas, a tempered tea table, two people, one is smoking, looking out the window blankly, the other is playing with a mobile phone, looking up at the guests walking back and forth from time to time.

There are three showers lined up in the shower room, and they are hanging there quietly at the moment, squeak, a person comes out from the bathroom, shirtless, wearing shorts, with his hands wrapped around his shoulders, turning a blind eye to me, and trotting away.

With a bang, the rusted and aged glass windows opened and closed automatically, and the autumn wind brought an awakening autumn chill.

I straightened my collar, buttoned up my sleeves, and exited. There was a passage in front of me, and there were two rows of rooms. The doors of the two rooms on the left were locked and sealed, and they were written storage room and private room. typeface.

Walking slowly, stepping on the hard floor tiles, until the end, I clicked, five rooms on the left, five rooms on the right, two rooms locked, eight rooms open, the first room on the right has a TV on, and a TV in front of the TV. A big bed, two people lying on the bed, three people sitting on the edge of the bed, Guangzhou news is playing on the TV.

Most of those rooms did not turn on the lights. It was dark inside, and there seemed to be people moving around. When they approached, there were indeed people.Merge, separate, come out, hazy, indistinct.

Stay for a while, until the vision gets used to it, and I saw an old man sitting on the edge of the bed, about 70 or [-] years old, with a strong figure, a slightly fat face, short hair, bare upper body, and a towel wrapped underneath, looking like Sitting there seriously, let every curious person go in and come out, and hear the same sentence, also from the old man's mouth: "I only make one, not zero."

I was also very curious, went in, approached, reached out, took out, slippery, "Wow, so big!" Depressed, exclaimed in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid when I'm older, I'm afraid of growing up." He quickly analyzed.

I touched it again and moved it back and forth a few times. It was really thick, like a child's wrist.

"Lock the door?" He stood up and moved to the door.

"No, no, no, wait a minute, wait a minute." I left quickly.

Like a wandering spirit, I looked at the same kind in twos and threes in the dark room, they were like ghosts.

"Hey, are you here too?" After browsing carefully, he returned to the coffee table, next to a person, took out a cigarette, and handed it to him as if to an old friend he had known for a long time.

"I don't smoke." The man shook his head, and there was a chill like the autumn wind in his words.

"Oh, hehe, I'm sorry, you are very similar to a long-distance bus driver I met. He just delivered goods to our company a few days ago. You are very similar to him." I am telling the truth, but he may only feel that I am I was getting close to him, but he kept silent, and I was at a loss for words.

Sitting next to each other like this, he looked vigilantly at colleagues coming in and out, I looked at him quietly, 38 nine, early forties, broad forehead, black hair, high nose bridge, The corners of the lips are exquisite, and the skin is not fair, but more vicissitudes and rough.

I am like a nympho, he is like my magnetic field.

He stood up, and I stood up too. He followed a fair-skinned, fat middle-aged man into a room. I was guarding the door. In the dark, they got closer and closer, so close that they could hug each other. But, they It's also like a positive pole meets a positive pole, repelling, but not attracting.The middle-aged man left the room first, followed by him. I stood by the door and looked up to see each other. I couldn't see the expression at that moment clearly. I only felt that he stayed for a short time, and then quietly left in a second or two.

I also came out, played table tennis for a while, and leaned over to watch others play mahjong. The old man, naked to the waist, with a towel wrapped around him, came out of the dark room, walked through the dark corridor, first poked his head out, and then He came over cautiously with small steps: "Are you staying here tonight?" He raised his left hand and poked my back with his index finger.

"Look first, if there is still a car, I will go back." He reminded me, I took out my mobile phone, it was already past ten o'clock, I hurried downstairs, the autumn leaves fell, the station was quiet and cool, the sign on the stop The last shift marked at 09:30 should be closed early at this moment, and the long-distance station not far away is also deserted, without the excitement that is still there in the middle of the night during the Chinese New Year.

I turned back and ordered a steamed dumpling at the nearby Shaxian snack shop. After eating, I went upstairs, stepped into the clubhouse, and looked around in the dark rooms. "Are you going back?" the old man asked. Still, still sitting on the edge of the bed in that dark room. But the "driver" disappeared. I searched twice, but he was gone. I don't know when he left.

Sit back and watch them play mahjong. After a while, the old man comes out again, pokes my back, and whispers: "Stay here, I'll get a quilt."

"Well, let's go." I nodded.

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For fear of disturbing us, we dragged the bed out and lay on the bed against the broken door frame.He told me his age, what job he did, and when he started to know that he liked men. He said he preferred young and middle-aged men, "Do you have a regular partner? Where do you usually go to find friends?"

"I don't have a regular partner. I will go to Zhongshan Park. Sometimes I will go to Zhongshan Park. I have known the owner of this club for a long time. I have known each other a few years ago. We played in Zhongshan Park." He came together one by one. .

"Oh, I will also go to Zhongshan Park."

"Why haven't I seen you?" He was surprised.

"Do you go there often?" I asked back.

"Hehe, no, I seldom go." He seemed to have choked on drinking water.

Feeling that my tone of voice was a little bit sharp, after a few seconds of silence, I asked again: "Where did you come from?"

"Shunde Leliu."

"Is it convenient to take a car?"

"It's inconvenient. I have to transfer a few times. I haven't been here for a long time."

"Did you XX just now?"

"No, I only do one, not zero." I thought it was funny, this old man, this night, he repeated this sentence to so many people and so many times.

"Actually, I personally think that if two people really like each other and trust each other, the so-called one zero should not be so clearly distinguished. Of course, under normal circumstances, I don't do zero, because I am afraid of pain, especially as thick as yours, haha .”

"Don't be afraid, mine is not long, it's just thick, I'll slow down, it won't hurt very much, but if it's too long, it will hurt." He turned around while talking, trying to turn me over.That night, by accident, half-pushed, half-pushed, in this circle, I, who had never done zero work, turned out to be his comfort woman, without security measures.

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It was dawn, and when I woke up, he wrapped my arms around me, wanting to come again, "No, I'm leaving, I'm going back to work."

"It's okay, soon, let's do it again."

"No, no." I pushed him away, a little serious.

I went to wash it, but he was wearing a towel, walking wretchedly in the aisle, poking his head into every room, I thought it was funny again, this old man has strong desires and is in good health.

Instead, I feel hairy in my heart, like having sex while drinking, sober after drinking, standing in the rushing hot water turned on by the shower, recalling, how dangerous our behavior was last night!I unscrewed the elbow of the shower, pointed it at the rectum, and rushed straight for a while, hoping to wash away everything in my body, because I was worried.

if……? !If he has a skin STD?If he has HIV?if……? !