[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

Both Minglou and Mingcheng are not sexually obsessed, and coupled with the current tense situation, they haven't been that close for a long time.But when the lust surges up, everything is logical again.

Minglou stroked Mingcheng's back with his palm from top to bottom, and his fingertips brushed the protruding spine one after another.Mingcheng's skin that had just been bathed still exuded a trace of moisture, and Minglou's touch seemed to make them evaporate into dense moisture.

"Brother..." Mingcheng rested his chin on Minglou's neck, and murmured lazily in Minglou's ear, and Minglou responded with his fingertips lightly touching his acupuncture points.

Sensing the invasion of foreign objects, the body shrank in self-protection before the consciousness could react, Mingcheng let out a breath and relaxed himself intentionally.He had already done the cleaning work in the bathroom beforehand, and the creases at the entrance were moist and soft, which allowed Minglou to smoothly put an index finger in. The temperature inside the hole was higher than that of the surface of the skin, and the slightly slippery inner wall was not too tight. Actively resist the advance of the finger.

Minglou leaned against the head of the bed, holding Mingcheng who was sitting on top of him with one arm, while the fingers of the other hand dipped in lubricating fluid flexed and stretched in Mingcheng's acupoint to expand for him.Mingcheng held Minglou's genitals with both hands, sliding them up and down at a leisurely pace.

When a person has suppressed all his emotions and every nerve in his brain is stretched to the verge of being broken, I am afraid that there is nothing more suitable as a breakthrough than sex to vent.Whether it is anger, joy, fear or disappointment, they will all be transformed into lust, rampaging in the chaotic mind until they find an exit.

Minglou and Mingcheng are each other's outlets.

Minglou didn't seem to want to talk much, and his movements seemed a little eager. The images in his eyes and the touch of his hands were clearly longing for "Mingcheng", but his thoughts were scattered and he couldn't concentrate on the lover in front of him. body.One drifts towards Mingtai's success or failure, one drifts towards one's own future, and many others drift chaotically towards all possible unknowns.

After barely stretching two fingers in, Minglou turned over and pressed Mingcheng under him.

Although Mingcheng did simple expansion work by himself when cleaning before, and Minglou also did foreplay for a while, it was still difficult to smoothly accept this familiar thick and swollen cylinder.

While taking deep breaths, Mingcheng tried to make himself think of other things to distract himself from the pain.As a soldier, he never cared much about pain.

But Minglou's distraction made him not notice Mingcheng's little movement of clenching his lower lip.

In matters of love, Mingcheng has never been treated roughly by Minglou. Even when the two of them met for the first time, Minglou was furious at being deceived by Mingcheng, but every gesture of his hand was touched by every finger. They all exude tenderness and affection.

This time, it can be regarded as the least gentle time for Ming Lou.But Mingcheng felt that this was very good, and the physical pain relieved the guilt in his heart.Mental and physical, they are at the same end of the identity equation, the physical is too easy to be satisfied, but always creates a psychological emptiness, and the more painful the physical, the more relaxed the mind.Mingcheng thought, this might be the reason why he hoped that his elder brother would beat him up every time he did something wrong.

He breathed heavily to relax himself, straightened his waist in coordination, and swallowed Minglou's penis deeper.The tender flesh that was stretched vigorously turned cherry red, and the hole was intimately rubbing against Minglou's pubic hair. There was some irritating sensation that could not be explained whether it was pain or itching. Mingcheng stretched out his arms and hugged Minglou's neck, wanting to get his kiss.

Even if he didn't notice Mingcheng's painful little movements, Minglou could still feel the tighter tunnel than before.He withdrew his mixed thoughts, slowed down his movements, and only pulled out a short section of his penis and then slowly pushed it in. He lowered his body and sucked the lips of the person under him, gently biting the soft flesh of his lips with his teeth, one hand Soothing Mingcheng's penis, which had softened slightly due to the pain.

On the other hand, Mingcheng is not as comfortable as Minglou, and his situation is a bit difficult.Although Minglou's slightly rough movements before softened his genitals, the psychological pleasure doubled, but now the movements of Minglou's hands made his body clamor for an orgasm. The dual psychological needs made him unable to be satisfied with Minglou's meek actions.Like a little beast that smells of meat but can't eat it, Mingcheng clamps Minglou's waist with his legs, and at the same time raises his buttocks and keeps shrinking the hole to suck Minglou's genitals.

Although Minglou can see Mingcheng's intentions, a smile appears on his face, although he can satisfy Mingcheng's needs immediately, but the evil factors hidden in his character can't help showing up at this time I want to bully the hard-working steward Ming.

Minglou adjusted the most familiar angle and posture, and began to concentrate on attacking. Every time he moved, the huge crown brushed against the sensitive point of the intestinal wall as if nothing.

Mingcheng finally couldn't hold back the pleading in his throat, "Brother... Hurry up... Hurry up..." The faint crying sound came out of his panting, scratching Minglou's heart wall like a cat's paw.

"What do you call me?" Ming Lou took advantage of the danger and asked viciously.

"Mister...Mister..." Mingcheng twisted his waist and replied.

At this time, Ming Lou still wants to take advantage of his mouth, and it is also because his usual honesty is sharp.Seeing him calling himself "Sir" with red eyes, Minglou secretly felt complacent, but at the same time lamented that if Ah Cheng asked anything from him like this, he probably wouldn't be able to say "no".

It is also unclear who has surrendered whom.

Minglou's eyes were filled with smiles instantly, and worries about the "death plan" and guilt towards Mingtai and the elder sister all drifted away from his mind for a moment.He lowered his head and kissed Mingcheng's sweaty forehead and the tip of his nose dripping with water. He held the legs of the person under him with both hands and spread them out greatly. Then he lowered his waist and slowly pushed his genitals deep into the depths.

Mingcheng was pushed up by Minglou like a fish being beaten ashore by the waves. He opened his mouth wide but it was difficult to breathe. Minglou convulsed with excitement from the rapid impact.

Mingcheng wanted Minglou to slow down a bit, he could hardly bear the intensity, but he couldn't make a sound at all, his body seemed to no longer obey his orders.Mingcheng has a thin face, and he has never been able to let go of his voice in matters of love, but at this moment, he even feels that it is good for him to moan, because right now his brain is blank, and he can only breathe desperately. It seems that if you don't try your best, you will suffocate.

The docile and soft intestinal wall in the impression suddenly seemed to have infinite strength at this moment, tightly twisting Minglou's penis, holding it back every time it withdraws, and pushing back every time it contradicts.

Minglou could feel that Mingcheng was on the verge of an orgasm, and he sped up the frequency of his thrusts, changing his usual gentlemanly demeanor.What is naked is not only the body and mind, but also the natural savagery and conquest of a male animal in his bones. Minglou grazed the sensitive points in the corridor heavily, and sent Mingcheng to the top in a few strokes.

As if falling from a height of ten thousand feet, the breath that had been stuck in his chest suddenly spit out, Mingcheng took a few breaths, the white turbidity that spewed out sprayed on his own abdomen and Minglou's chest, the strength of the back acupuncture point suddenly It was sucked away in an instant, and it returned to the appearance of softly holding Minglou's penis.

Minglou was in the prelude to the climax, his movements did not slow down at all, and Mingcheng, who had finally relaxed, also began to slowly wake up his sensitive senses, Minglou's movements made him unable to help but weakly Moaned out loud.

Minglou's fingers pinched fingerprints of different shades on the inside of Mingcheng's thighs, his waist and buttocks were extremely tense, beads of sweat slid down from his forehead along the bridge of his tall nose, hanging on the tip of his nose, With every advance and fall.

Mingcheng raised his hand to hold Minglou's upper arm, and he seemed to be rejecting and embracing, calling out in a low voice with a coquettish ending, "Brother..."

Minglou finally couldn't bear it any longer, he thrust it hard dozens of times, and then released it in the depths of the corridor.

After waves of leaks, Minglou was not in a hurry to back out. He half-pressed on Mingcheng's body, turned his head and kissed the red ears and neck in front of him carefully, enjoying the aftertaste of the orgasm and the transformation of his lover. More slippery corridors.

Mingcheng could clearly feel the sticky liquid in his body, which certainly made him a little uncomfortable, but he had exhausted his physical strength this day, and he was led by Minglou to experience another small orgasm just now, and he was still a little relieved for a while. However, he didn't even bother to move his fingers, so he turned around and rubbed himself in Minglou's arms after lying down on his side, closing his eyes and going to sleep.

Minglou had no intention of waking him up, but just gently combed his hair with his fingers and massaged his scalp.

He kissed Mingcheng's forehead, and said in his heart, go to sleep, and leave the rest to me.But I couldn't sleep by myself.

Minglou picked up Mingcheng and went to wash in the bathroom, and his mind began to be distracted thinking about what to do if Mingtai was not caught by No. 76 tomorrow, and what to do if Mingtai was caught.He wanted to send Mingcheng away, after the death plan was over, to a place where he could at least spend the rest of his life safely.

Mingcheng woke up in the bathtub in a daze, he looked at Minglou for a long time and then lowered his head again.

Minglou's subordinates kept moving, and asked him softly, "What do you want to say to me?"

Mingcheng hesitated for a moment before he opened his mouth. His voice was still hoarse, which made his voice sound like he was sobbing. He whispered, "No matter what the result is, don't send me away. I don't want to think about it in the future. When you were there, there was only one grave to face. I never thought we would be buried in this darkness, but I never wanted to survive the dawn alone."