beautiful him

After opening the door and entering the hallway, Hirara rushed over from the living room after a while. "Welcome!" Looking at Hirashi who was wagging his tail happily, Kiyoi responded with a simple "Yo".

"Qingju, have you had dinner yet? My mother fried a lot of shrimp cakes just now"

"No way. I knew I wouldn't eat at McDonald's"

"Let's make it tomorrow's breakfast"

The implication behind this question was "stay here tonight?", and Qingju replied, "let's do it that way".Hearing this, Pingliang's face lit up all of a sudden.Seeing his reaction, the corners of Qingju's lips could not help but rise slightly.On the way towards the living room with a smile, Hirara said.

"The bath water is ready. It can be used anytime"

"Then I'll take a shower first. Ah, put this in my room for me."

Handing the bag to Hirara, Kiyoi walked through the living room to the bathroom.Do you want to eat first?Or take a shower first?Although it feels like some cheesy newlyweds skit, it is also very comfortable.

Recently, Kiyomi has been visiting Hirashi's house for several days in a row, and Kiyoi has more and more things as the number of days increases.On the sink, Kiyoi's yellow toothbrush was lined up next to Hirara's green toothbrush, and the shelf that had been empty before was also filled with Kiyoi's hairspray.Soak in a spacious bathtub that is completely different from the narrow bathtub in a person's life, and the fatigue of the day will also disappear.

The first time I came here, the two people's completely misplaced ideas, Hirao's negative self-centeredness, and the inappropriate dialogue made Qingju very desperate, but after actually going in and out of this place, I found that this place is a very comfortable place.As long as you lock yourself in a soundproof room, you can rehearse until late at night. As long as you are hungry, Ping Liang, who is not a good cook, will cook for him.Of course, there was no sign of other men here either.

When they were in high school, Shirota and the others once said that Hirara was an ideal slave.Indeed.It would be great if he could become an ideal lover just like this. According to this state, Qingju thinks that it will probably develop to this point in the near future.Well, although Hirara is too disgusting compared to his ideal lover──.

Coming out of the bathroom, because it was too hot, Kiyoi went into the living room wearing only pajama pants, and Hirao immediately froze.Hearing his eyes from side to side as if he didn't know where to look, Hirao asked, "What do you want to drink?" Hearing the word "carbonated water", Hirao resolutely didn't even look at Qingju and hurried into the kitchen.

— 100% a virgin.

Kiyoi felt amused as he wiped his hair with a towel.

But Qingju is not qualified to laugh at Hirashi.Although as always, many men and women pursued him, but Qingju didn't agree even once.Sure enough, for the first time, I still want to have sex with the man I like.Although thinking that the other party is the disgusting and annoying Hirara Kiyoi makes my heart a little complicated, but... there is nothing I can do about it.

In this way, the first love, the first kiss and the first experience were with Hirao, and to my surprise, he was a very dedicated man.I always feel a little embarrassed.But even if Qingju killed him, he wouldn't let someone he didn't like touch him.It's not that it's morally bad, it's just that Qingju can't accept it physically, and always feels that he is at a disadvantage.

"Here comes the water, drink it"

Hirao brought carbonated water with lemon, and Kiyoi said thank you and took it.Sitting lazily on the sofa and drinking carbonated water, Hirao picked up the camera on the table.

"Can I shoot?"

"Can"

He glanced at Pingliang casually, and the familiar shutter sound sounded in the next second, and Pingliang pressed the shutter continuously from all angles.Kiyoju doesn't put on any special poses, but Hirao seems to like to take pictures of such casual Kiyoju in everyday situations.

A few days ago, Kiyoi asked Hirara to show him all the photos he had taken since high school.At first, Hirao was reluctant, but after Kiyoi said that he would never take pictures of him again, Hirao immediately took out several thick photo albums in a panic.

The photos themselves are pretty good.Because she is a professional model, Qingju herself is used to being photographed, but unlike the photos in fashion magazines, the focus of these photos is on Qingju herself.

——Did I have this expression at the time?

The photos of Hirara are different from the portraits taken by professional photographers. The above are the most original Kiyoi.Although Qingju doesn't know much about technology, he still laments that Hirao really observes himself in detail.

Observation equates to love, which, to be honest, makes Kiyoshi happy.However, there are countless copies of the same photos that have been modified through different photo editing methods. Seeing these, this overly heavy love makes Qingju shrink back a little.Qingju can understand that everyone wants photos of the person they like, but is it necessary to take so many photos? "It's a shame you don't get tired of it," Qing Ju said.

——Hey, is this a photo of the off state?

Pingliang's eyes even contained some accusations: What are you talking about.Qingju was really speechless this time.Qingju comes to live here almost every day, and Hirao is very happy to welcome Qingju every time.On the one hand, Qingju is optimistic that if things go on like this, they will become lovers sooner or later, but on the other hand, seeing the distance between the two that has never been shortened, Qingju also becomes anxious.Ping Liang is an ideal man with the physique of a slave and a heavy fan.That's fine, but how long do you plan to stay in your current position? Move a little closer to me.Qingju really wanted to say that to him.

"Toenails are growing"

Before he knew it, Hirara had come to Kiyomi's neighborhood.Squat in front of the sofa and press the shutter frantically at Kiyoju's feet, especially the little toes.Why take pictures of that kind of place, Kiyoi thought while putting his slender legs on Hirara's shoulders. "Then cut it for me." Qingju teased him with a smile.

"Ok"

Hirara put down the camera and stood up as if it was a matter of course.

"Hey, do you really want to cut it?"

"Can't you?"

Hirara's tone sounded very regretful, so Kiyoi could only reply: "It's okay, it's okay...."Hirara took out the nail clippers from the drawer and knelt down in front of Kiyoi.Put Kiyoju's heel on his knee, then gently lift Kiyoju's instep.

"It's the first time I'm cutting for someone else, so I'm a little nervous"

This is also the first time that Qingju has asked others to cut his nails since he grew up.However, Kiyoju's heart throbbed when Hirata's broad palm wrapped his heel.With a click, the small crescent-shaped nail fell to the ground.

"Qingju's little toe nails are so beautiful"

Hirao looked obsessed.Hirao is the only person in the world who shows such a happy expression while trimming Kiyoi's nails.abnormal.nausea.But it was also this almost perverted persistence that connected him with Heping Liang.Something similar to pleasure emerged in Qingju's heart.Demand and supply are exactly the same.

"Qiuju's hands are also very beautiful. They get slimmer as they reach the fingertips"

"Speaking of which, you do like to clap your hands all the time."

Then he kisses his own hand.

Qingju recalled the tingling feeling deep in his mind at that time.

Did Hirao also recall that time, Kiyoi stared at the man in front of him closely.

A tuft of hair stands on the crown of the head like a wire.Hirao never used styling agents.Insulate from such things as fashion.But Hirara was tall.The shoulders are pretty broad too.The companions of the troupe also said that he has a very tasteful actor's face, and the overall performance should not be bad.The problem is his hairstyle and clothes.

"Hey, shall we go shopping together next time?"

"Eh, can you?"

Hirao's face was full of light, and Kiyoi was also happy with his positive attitude.

"Oh, then go to Shibuya—"

"The nearest one is SUNDI. My mother said that there is a fresh fruit supermarket opposite the station. I heard that the vegetable section in the fresh fruit supermarket has very fresh local vegetables."

"Not this shopping"

Qingju couldn't help complaining.Why do two college boys think of going to a nearby supermarket when they talk about shopping. "I'm going to buy clothes," Wen Yanping Liang showed a timid expression.

"No, my current clothes are enough. Shibuya looks terrible"

"It's not scary at all. I'll go with you and choose clothes that suit you better. Then stop by the salon"

"Aristocrat?"

"Go to hell. Of course it's a hair salon."

Hirao quickly shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, no, it's more scary than a clothing store. I don't know how to talk to the clerk inside. Even if I ask him to cut it according to the photo, the clerk will definitely say, 'this hairstyle is definitely not suitable for you.' I just feel that I don't know what to do."

Hirara lowered his head and continued to cut Kiyoi's nails.

"Isn't it just a hair salon? What's there to be afraid of—it hurts"

With a click, there was a slight pain in the toes.

"Sorry, I overcut it!"

Hirara raised Kiyoi's heel and checked his fingertips.

"Ah, it's okay—"

Kiyoi was half-spoken, suddenly Hirao caught Kiyoi's toes in his mouth, and Kiyoi froze immediately.

"...Hey, no, no need"

The wide palms firmly hugged Qingju's feet, and the wet and hot tongue gently wrapped the entire toes.Qingju tried desperately to escape, but the itching that spread all over his body made him unable to exert himself.The wet and slippery touch of his tongue made Qingju's waist go soft for a while.Enduring the heat that kept coming up, Hirao let go.

"I'm sorry, there's no bleeding, but I'll disinfect it...ah" Hirao suddenly closed his mouth.Suspicious Kiyoi followed Hirara's gaze and let out a wow.He quickly pulled the towel aside to cover the unnatural bulge between his legs.Cheeks and ears were hot.

"It's all because of you for doing strange things..."

"I'm sorry, I'll take care of it"

"Eh?"

"If Qingju agrees, I will help you."

Let me help you... The moment he understood the meaning of this sentence, Kiyoju's neck began to feel hot.There was no sense of joking in Hirao's eyes, and Kiyoi's crotch reacted even more.

"Hate?"

After being asked that question, Kiyoi felt very anxious.This is too sudden.

"If Qingju hates it, I won't do it"

After Hirara said so——

"...No, I don't hate it"

Qingju avoided Pingliang's gaze and said, hearing that Pingliang slowly leaned over.Qingju was so nervous that his mind went blank.The bath towel was removed, and through the pajama pants, the part that was more reactive than before came into view.Just imagining my body becoming like this is really hateful.

"Is it really possible?"

Pingliang asked again, but Qingju had already died of shame.

"Nonsense, don't keep asking"

"Sorry, I won't ask anymore"

Hirara's hand landed on the waist of the pajama pants.His fingertips were trembling.Pingliang is also nervous.

"Waist, lift up a little"

Lifting her waist slightly, the panties were taken off together with the pajama pants.In the brightly lit living room, only his private parts were exposed, and Qingju felt ashamed.

"……so beautiful"

Being stared at by Hirao at a super close distance, not only did Kiyomi not soften, but instead had a lewd reaction.

"Don't keep staring"

“But Qingju has beautiful colors and shapes”

You don't need to feel like this.nausea.But when he thought of being stared at by Hirao, his whole body felt as if it was burning, and transparent liquid overflowed from the front.

"...It's amazing, I haven't even touched it yet"

I was so ashamed that I wanted to cry.

"Enough, enough. No..."

His body trembled because he was startled.Hirara buried his face between Kiyoju's legs.

"Ah, wait..."

The stiff part of Qingju was covered by the hot and humid oral mucosa.The trembling pleasure almost made Qingju groan, and he quickly covered his mouth.

The front is being licked, and sometimes the tongue seems to stick into the mouth of the bell.The tingling sensation like electric shock made Qingju's toes tense. "...um, ha..."

Even if you cover it with your hands, there is still air leaking out.What to do, it's too comfortable to die.The pleasure he experienced for the first time was so strong that tears came to Kiyoi's eyes, he shook his head desperately, and then suddenly Hirara stopped.

"Do you want to stop?"

"why……"

"Because Qingju looks like he wants to cry"

Qingju wanted to kick him away.stop?In this situation?Even if he didn't want to look down, it still caught Qingju's eyes, and the stiff and congested part was wet with saliva.At this moment, the whole lower abdomen has been filled with pleasure, and the mouth of the bell is still pouring honey liquid as if praying.

"...don't stop"

"But Qingju kept shaking his head as if he was suffering."

Don't understand the negative words and attitudes at this time so directly.If you let it go in this state, it will definitely be very uncomfortable, don't you understand that you are also a man.Ah, but it's because I don't know Hirara.

"……it's OK"

I begged with an almost angry mood.

"Very comfortable, continue..."

Just when Qingju was so ashamed that he was about to cry, Hirao murmured blankly: "It's so cute... Kiyoi couldn't help but glared at him, but Hirao hugged him again, and Kiyoju immediately lost his strength.

"...well, yes"

The pleasure that I had been looking forward to all of a sudden swept Qingju's whole body and mind.He rubbed Kiyoi's bottom while continuing oral sex with Hirao, and the pleasure surged up indescribably.

"... Hirara, no,... I'm going to cum"

Kiyoi cried intermittently, and Hirao stopped oral sex for a while and said.

"It's okay, just shoot like this"

"Bastard... stop kidding"

How could it be possible to do such a shameful thing for the first time.However, Hirao deepened oral sex, and Kiyoi's strength was taken away from his whole body.The water level of pleasure keeps rising, and Kiyoi can't help but grab Hirara's hair. "Hirara, it's too late...Ah, ahhh"

Kiyoi raised his voice, instead of crying, he grabbed Hirara's hair and pulled him closer.Opening his eyes slightly, he met Hirashi's gaze.Hirara licked Kiyoi's genitals with his tongue, while staring at Kiyoi who was deeply in pleasure.The sweet pleasure made Qingju's skin goosebumps, and the next moment, the climax came, and Qingju tightly closed his eyes.

"...um, ah, ah"

The next few times release the liquid.Hirao swallowed it all without hesitation.

After shooting all the shots, the aftertaste of pleasure coiled around Kiyoju's lower abdomen like a lazy snake.Between the weakly opened legs, Hirara continued to lick his lower body like licking candy.

"...um, no, um..."

The newly orgasmed cock didn't respond immediately to the caress, the pleasure crept deeper into the body, turning into a jerk that seemed to caress the waist.I don't know if it's itching or comfort, Qingju's lower body reacted again.

"Can you continue?"

Caused me to become like this, why ask!Qing Ju thought hard in his heart.

Because I have ejaculated once, the second orgasm has been delayed.Therefore, the long, slow and continuous pleasure melted Qingju's reason like a flame, and he could only breathe continuously.After finally orgasm, Kiyoi was too lazy to lean on the sofa, Hirara kissed Kiyoi's knee.

"tired?"

"……Um"

Qingju hugged the pillow to hide his face.Shame and reason were recovered together.Qingju, who dared not look at Hera, suddenly saw Hera's waist.There was an unnatural bulge, and Kiyoi suddenly became aware of Hirara's state.I'm also a man, so I know it's hard to do this.

"Sorry"

Kiyoi sat up, Hirao looked puzzled.

"That, that, I too...help you"

Qingju didn't dare to look at Pingliang because he was too ashamed.

"I'm fine"

Hirao flatly refused, and Kiyoi looked at Hirara in disbelief.

"Qingju doesn't need to do these things. You have a good rest"

Pingliang hurried out of the living room, Qingju was stunned.I'm fine?no?In that state, even a man can't let it go.

With an incomprehensible mood, Qingju put on his pajama pants again, when the toilet flushed.After returning to the living room, Hirao has returned to calm down below, and Kiyoju is stunned.

——Could it be to solve it by yourself?

Qingju is full of question marks.I said that I will help you, but he actually solved it by himself?What the hell is going on with this guy.Can't understand him at all.It's too unknown so it's even a little scary.

"Are you angry?"

Hirao asked after noticing Kiyoi's piercing gaze.

"Could it be, what I did..."

"Did you do something that I shouldn't know?"

Qingju asked back, Hirao blushed all of a sudden.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. But I don't want to live in peace."

"what?"

"I imagined other things to solve. I didn't think about living at all. So don't worry."

Seeing Hirara's serious face, Kiyoi didn't know how to react.

--etc.wait a minute.This is so strange.

Not only doing it with his mouth, but also swallowing it, obviously he has already done such a profound thing, but Hirao refuses Qingju's touch, and even thinks about other things to solve it by himself, Qingju simply doesn't know where to start complaining.If the person you like says "I'll help you" to yourself, then you must immediately nod and say thank you.

"You bastard—"

Qingju couldn't help but open his mouth to speak, but Hirashi shrugged his shoulders in fright when he heard the words.

"Why don't you think of me to solve it?" Looking at Hirara's restless eyes, Kiyoi couldn't even utter these words.

"……nothing"

Enduring this unreasonable situation, Kiyoju strode to the bathroom.Why did it become like this.While blowing his hair with the hair dryer irritably, Qingju gradually felt uneasy.

Could it be that Pingliang is not interested in himself at the level of love?Although he said that Qing Ju is his favorite person in the whole world, but there are many types of liking.The liking that Pingliang mentioned is not necessarily liking in the sense of love.

——No, no, it’s impossible for everyone to do such a thing.

Qingju looked at himself in the mirror.

——Is it because my attitude is too bad?

Kiyoi knew very well that Hirara was a passive egoist.It's almost impossible to change that guy's mind.Then you can only make changes yourself.In order to prevent Hirara from becoming negative, for example, with an idol-like easy-to-understand bright smile...Kiyoi got goosebumps when he imagined himself smiling like an idol at Hirara, but it's not impossible to do it if it's a job.

Qingju returned to the living room, and instead of sitting face to face with Pingliang as usual, he sat next to Pingliang.Hirara looked at Kiyoi in shock.The frightened expression immediately made Qingju feel irritable, but Qingju held back.

"what happened?"

"I want to sit next to you once in a while. Can't you?"

Putting aside the objective feeling that even felt disgusting to himself, Kiyoi looked at Hirara with a slightly upward gaze and asked.

"Why, how come. Qingju can sit however he wants."

"Thank you. Ah—I feel so tired today."

Kiyomi leaned his head on Hirashi's shoulder, and Hirao yelped in surprise the next second and ran away.

"What's the matter? Did something happen? Is it not feeling well?"

"...no discomfort at all"

Hirao's unexpected reaction made Kiyoi angry.However, regarding this as a filming job, Kiyoi kept smiling and approached Hirara again.

Pingliang's body froze all of a sudden.

"Clear, clear, clear, clear, clear clear—"

After a long absence, I heard Ping Liang's stuttering.When I heard Hirara's stuttering for the first time, I turned him away for a second because of nausea.What would happen if I told myself at that time that you would fall in love with that man in the near future.Likely to say "Go to hell, idiot".Looking at Hirara who was always nervous, Kiyoi thought about these silly things in order to eliminate the anger in his heart.