canine boyfriend

The boy hugged the man's body, touched the man's chin with his injured face, and groped the man's side with his palm, but couldn't get enough.He also doesn't understand, it's obviously the same gender's body and characteristics, without plump and soft breasts, and without a waist that can be grasped with a single grip, why is it so fascinated by him?

Although the man's waist is considered thin, when he presses it down, he can still feel the obvious bone feeling.Because he is not a woman, his hips are wider than women's, his ribs are thicker than women's, and even his wrist... The young man grabbed one of the man's hands and held it on his bony protuberance. It's more obvious, but when he holds it in his hands, he often forgets that two people are the same gender.

There is no gender, only like or dislike.

"Let me see your nose." The man broke free from this embrace, lifted the boy's chin, and looked at his face carefully, like treating a child who was bullied, "Why did you fight?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, he was still immersed in fantasizing about the man's body just now, when he suddenly asked him that he couldn't make it up.

"Because of...the exam?" The man frowned in distress, "How many times have I told you, don't have conflicts with your deskmate because of the exam, and you will face the college entrance exam soon, you..." He stopped here, not because of other things. , but suddenly realized that his tone was really like that of a parent, and all of a sudden, he and the teenager's sense of age were added.

The young man didn't know why he didn't say anything, and he was staring at the ceiling desperately, wishing that his sore eyeballs would make a few tears, even red eye sockets, so as to get some more tenderness. "He always bullies me, seeing that I'm left alone."

The man was about to let go of his hand, but he was reluctant to let go. Yes, no one cared about him since he was a child. His mother left early and his father didn't care about him. Grandpa and grandma didn't know whether to accept it or not. How pitiful... ...Thinking about this, the man stretched out his hand to touch the bridge of the boy's nose again, afraid that his nose bone would also be hit, and it still hurts at the moment.

"I'll call your homeroom teacher." The man withdrew his hand and immediately walked towards the phone. His decisive attitude was very serious, and he unconsciously assumed the role of parent. Ask for an explanation."

"Ah?" The boy turned his head suddenly, the sharpness in his eyes flashed but disappeared immediately, leaving only pitiful, "You don't need to find the head teacher..."

"I want to look for it." The man had already picked up the phone, "I have to ask the school, whether the students are always beaten or not, I will also find the parent at the same table as you, and ask him to apologize to you in person. "

"No need..." The young man clung to him, embracing the man's waist again with vanity, this kind of vanity is probably called having someone back him, "I... I wasn't beaten, I also fought back, making a big fuss It's even worse."

"Are you still fighting?" The man's eyes widened. "Is the fight... serious? Was it broken by the same table?"

"No, he...he hit me too, don't be so nervous." The boy pretended to grab his hand unconsciously, and took the phone away before the man could react.He didn't dare to let this call go out, he didn't want to let the man know that he didn't win the fight, and even asked some security guards to put him down.

But he was too young to pretend that nothing happened. Damn it, he was going to die of anger.The angry old bastard blatantly defined his relationship with men as an unethical relationship between a son who coveted his father's regular sexual partner and his young mother.Yes, that's right, I'm coveting, I've been thinking about it for a long time, but it's definitely not unethical.He was also wronged, wronged that he couldn't do justice for the man, at least he didn't do it at noon today, and in front of the calmness of the old bastard, he seemed to have lost in a complete mess.

He frowned, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, very angry and confused, like a defeated army, but his eyes were so stubborn. At this moment, he even wished... wished that he also had so much money and so many contacts Relationship, such a stable emotion, and then holding a lot of resources, and stuffing them openly to men.

Even at this moment, he thought of it, and simply didn't let the man show his face and come back, just live in their little home with peace of mind for the rest of his life.But as soon as this idea came up, the boy wanted to slap himself hard.

If I really did this... what the hell is the difference between me and the old bastard!No, it's not the same, there is a difference between me and him, I am... I love him.

"Are you still angry?" The man stroked his head, from the back of the boy's head, only to find that he was shaking with anger. Was he greatly wronged?His Adam's apple slid up and down, wanting to say something to comfort the young man, but this golden voice, which is good at singing, is not good at coaxing people.

Especially, in the past ten years, I am no longer good at communicating like this, only other things.He blushed, his voice was hoarse, and he shyly kissed the boy on the nose.

The boy raised his head, soothed by such tenderness, stretched his neck to ask for a passionate kiss, but the man's body moved back and avoided him.Is it to avoid it?It doesn't seem to be the case, the boy looked at him in surprise, watching the man slowly undo the apron belt around his waist.

"What are you doing?" The boy touched the apron.

The man lowered his head, wishing he could cover his face with his hands. He had done such coaxing things countless times, but now he began to look like a virgin.He grabbed the hem of the coat with both hands, lifted it up, over his head, and took off the coat.It's just that it was stopped before it was hung on the arm.

"What are you doing?" The boy looked at him in disbelief.

"Coax you." The man said as it should, showing him the side he wanted to abandon the most, and the voice that was humming happily just now became very small, "I don't know how to coax you, if you want... I You can do this, I've had enough rest, and I can go to bed with you."

The young man almost didn't catch his breath, and looked at the man's clothes again, his heart ached as he gritted his teeth, the pity just now was gone, and the illusion of being weak was gone, as soon as his eyes changed, he changed into a different look.

"I don't need you to go to bed with me." The young man held on, afraid that he would tear off the man's clothes in a fit of anger. This was taught to him by the old bastard. When he was unhappy, the man would do this to coax him. At that time, the man Also in his early 20s, the old bastard used his mature experience to reduce the dimension and crushed an unworldly person, "Just hug me and coax me."

"You don't need it?" The man didn't seem to understand, he knew how much the young man wanted him.

"I use it, I didn't say I don't need it." The boy put his clothes back on, turned his head again, and stared at the ground with hatred, there were bloodshot eyes in the whites of his eyes, and the school uniform was full of gray handprints, which was not perfect at all, and said The words that came out were enthusiastic and vulgar, "I didn't say I don't need it, but I don't need you to coax me like this. I feel very happy after you say a few words, and it would be even better if you kiss me again. Don't take off your clothes if you don't care if I can't coax you well."

The man pursed his lips.

"You can just pull me." The young man stretched out his hand, "I'm easy to coax, as long as you speak, I'll be obedient."

The man looked at his hands, which also had scratches and ballpoint pen oil.There is a layer of light gray on the outside of the little finger, which is rubbed on the test paper, and only high school students have traces.Just such a person opened his heart fiercely, broke in, clamoring to take root.He hesitated and stretched out his hand, and the moment his hands clasped together, he smiled.He patted the boy's head again, looking at his tall figure, so handsome that he was fascinated.

Since there was an exam in the afternoon, they lay down together for a while after eating. During the lunch break, the boy didn't make trouble with him, and hugged him to catch up on sleep quietly, pressing him down like a child.The man patted his broad back with his arms around him. He really didn't know whether to say he had a puppy or a bulldog.

Four or ten minutes before entering school in the afternoon, the boy woke up. He got up in a daze, but he hadn't slept enough yet. "Can I not go?"

"No, first in the exam." The man brought him water and a pencil case, "Don't be late, don't fight."

"Then you wait for me. I'll be back after the exam." The boy was very obedient. He put on his sneakers and told him before closing the door, "Lock the door and wait for me to come back."

"Go." The man poked his head out to kiss him goodbye, locked the door, hummed a song and started mopping the floor.Just finished wiping the living room, someone knocked on the door, he wiped his hands and opened it: "Did you forget to take your phone..."

The door opened, and the man was taken aback.

The teenager's father stood outside the door.

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