canine boyfriend

The man stopped crying, but put his face on the boy's chest.As if he allowed the teenager to use his chest to kiss his crying eyes.He needs this hug, a hug that doesn't let go of him, belongs to him completely, and is only open to himself.Much needed and never had.

The scorching sun in summer is overhead, and the wind is beside my ears.

He didn't look up, but he knew that the boy was still crying. After all, he was a child who had just grown up. He ran out in a hurry in his school uniform, and he didn't know where to throw the pencil case, just to see if he was at home.The man didn't know how the boy reacted, he obviously hid it well, well enough.

He had done everything he had to do before he was willing to leave. The man patted the young man's shoulder lightly, wondering which step he missed, or whether he was full of flaws in front of the person he liked.His fingers slid on the young man's shoulder blades, and his fingertips lightly touched the edge of the bone, like drawing a picture, but also like playing the piano.

In fact, how can I play it? How could I have the money to learn it when I was a child? That is, during the two years of learning to sing, I took a few rough courses in order to master the rhythm.But in the 22-year-old interview, the man still had the guts to lie, saying that he would, that he liked it.

No, I won't, I just like it, so I have never touched the expensive piano in that villa.I was afraid that I would reveal my little details, and let the boy's father see that there was nothing under his glamorous appearance.

There are many, many things that I am afraid of, and I have never been a particularly brave person... The man didn't know how to coax people from crying, and he heard a slight tearing sound of fabric. It was the boy who was angry and vented his anger. Bitten his clothes.

The boy bit off the man's white T-shirt. Men always like to wear clothes made of thin materials, which hang cleanly.So he bit it with his sharp teeth, crushed it, rolled it, and lifted his neck again, and the clothes were torn.From the small hole torn out, the boy also saw the man's shoulder.His own teeth marks were left on his shoulders.

The man's shoulders are not broad, but straight, without traces of slipping shoulders. When wearing a suit, they are narrow but good-looking.It seems that it can't hold up, but it holds up well.The boy clasped the man's shoulders, wiped his tears on the man's clothes, and wet it. "Are you really not leaving?"

"I'm not leaving." The man whispered, he was afraid of many things, and he was also afraid that the boy would be sad, "I'm not leaving."

"You swear to me!" The young man demanded a promise, "You say you won't change, you say you won't leave."

The man touched his head and smiled.Teenagers are still immature. This age happens to be the age that most believe in promises. They believe that what they say will become true, and that if they change their vows, they will suffer retribution.Only grown-ups will know that oaths and promises are the least valuable things.

"Okay, I swear." But the man still said, he protected the boy's unbroken heart, "I will not change, I will not leave."

"You will never leave me again?" The young man looked at him with tears in his eyes, his brows were bushy, which did not match the corners of his crying eyes, "You can't just leave without saying a word!"

"I swear, I won't leave." The man nodded in agreement, his eyes had already started to swell, he could feel it.When I was acting when I was young, after crying for a few hours, the whites of my eyes were still clear and the eyelids were soft. Now I cry a lot, and it is obvious that the eyelids are filled with water and become very hard.

The eye sockets have lost collagen and turned white, and I have been older for so many years.But there will still be people who hold on to themselves and won't let go.The love that I didn't get when I was young, came after I started to grow wrinkles at the end of my eyes.He also wants to coax people well, and he must be responsible for crying when he makes them angry.A crying child is always extra painful.

He rubbed his cheekbones against the boy's face, and touched the boy's chin with his hand, but the plastic bag in his hand made the boy unhappy, and it was confiscated immediately.

The plastic bag was clattered by the young man. With such a vicious grip, the man thought he was going to tear the bag.Still not coaxing him well, the man put his arms around the boy's shoulders again, and used the skills, tone, and expression he had learned to make him happy. "Don't be angry, I'm not leaving...I'll take you upstairs, we, we..."

The boy was fine at first, but when he heard this, he immediately looked at him viciously.He knew what the man was going to say, he took him upstairs, entered the house, closed the door, undressed, he wanted to coax himself with his body, let him manipulate him, toss him as he wanted.Because the old bastard taught him this way before, and every time he was unhappy, he had to be coaxed by a man like this.

But he doesn't need it, he doesn't want it, so fuck you.The young man held the man's face and kissed him with all his might.

After such a kiss, someone next to him immediately cursed.

"Fuck, gay." The scolding people should be young people who came out to smoke in the nearby shop, and there were several of them.The man quickly let go of his hand and lowered his head, because not far away, there were cleaners from the community property.

The boy glanced over there, said nothing, took the man's hand and walked towards the lobby of the unit door.He wanted to deal with the fridge magnet in his hand on the spot, just throw it away.That big suitcase... The young man looked back and threw it away if he had the chance.Because the man walked twice, each time with them and without himself.

The man followed behind, even walking with his head down, and he was used to this over the years.He knew that the teenager would be coaxed by him sooner or later, he had so much experience and so many abilities, it was more than enough to coax a child who was not deeply involved in the world.

The people next to him were still staring.The man raised his head slightly and saw their sneering expressions.Yes, it was a sneer, a laugh at their homosexuality.

The boy's body temperature was conveyed from the palms they touched.

The man lowered his head, then raised it again.See those people can't help looking at the eyes, and teasing expressions.What are they talking about?Say you are older?After all, the person holding his left hand was still wearing a high school uniform.The man held the handle of the suitcase with his right hand and glanced back. The huge silver Rimowa suitcase seemed to be a satire.

a joke.The bare surface of the box is the real blank for him these years, because he has never been anywhere, so he can't put a sticker on it.

None, but I dare not say it myself.

The man stopped, as if being stabbed by the light reflected by the hot sun on the suitcase.He doesn't like this, he wants to paste it all over, and he can buy a sticker in a small street shop in every city he goes to, to prove that he and the person he likes have passed by, and that their love has also passed by.

He stopped.The people around him haven't dispersed yet.

The boy couldn't move anymore and turned his head.The man pounced on him, grabbed the boy's school uniform, and started kissing him.The young man was stunned, staring at him with red eyes, completely confused, but in astonishment, he subconsciously hugged him tightly.

At this moment, all the people no longer exist. The man stands on tiptoe, kisses the person he likes unscrupulously, and kisses the high school student who is 15 years younger.Their relationship dragged on a long timeline and arrived before they almost missed it.Kissing in public, a man who has never done it before, blushed, but lowered his head without shame.He raised his head, even though his fingers were trembling violently, feeling the heat from the boy's mouth, breath, and body, he tipped his feet again.He also hiccupped. He cried too much just now, and his breathing was not smooth. He also forgot all his kissing skills, and how he stuck out his tongue was not in the plan.The two gasped slightly, and bit each other's lips again.It's like those who refuse to soften finally soften, and those who refuse to be strong finally become strong.

He went from being a man raised at home to kissing in the sun, stepping on broken glass every step of the way, leaving bloody footprints on him.He hugged the boy's neck in a daze, touched the boy's ear, and kissed back passionately.

He raised his head, finally raised his head.

A bell rang in the high school not far away, which symbolized the official start of the three-mode test subjects in the afternoon.The man raised his neck, unable to blame the boy for not doing his job properly and giving up the exam. It was his own fault that started this scandalous relationship.

The scorching sun in summer is overhead, and the wind is beside my ears.Passers-by are watching and they are kissing.

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The mock exam is a hurdle that can never be crossed.