Demolition of the bridge across the river

Gou Xiaohe felt that he must have drunk too much, because he heard Bian Qiao's words, his throat numb and constricted, and he really wanted to.

But he wasn't really drunk yet, so his mind was still clear, and he blushed and shook his head.

"You have to change this hobby." He also advised Bian Qiao, "Stop thinking about kissing too much."

Bian Qiao looked at him steadily.

"Don't ask me that again in the future. Although we are good friends, I am a straight man after all." After thinking about it, he felt that it was necessary to add another point, "We are wrong."

"I won't kiss anymore."

Before Gou Xiaohe caught up with the balcony, to be precise, after chatting with Jiang Chao on the overpass, Bianqiao was actually thinking, how about boiling the frogs in warm water first, as Jiang Chao said, and giving Gou Xiaohe a little bit. cooked.

Anyway, it has been many years, not bad for two more years.

But now seeing Gou Xiaohe leaning against his arms, expressing his serious attitude, Bianqiao suddenly felt very funny.

"Straight man." He looked at Gou Xiaohe and repeated his words, "Good friend. No."

"No." Gou Xiaohe nodded.

"I won't kiss anymore." Bian Qiao continued to repeat.

"I can't kiss anymore." Gou Xiaohe raised his hand to touch his face.

"You can't kiss me anymore, but you can hold me, touch me, be hugged by me like this, and sleep with me in the same bed." Bian Qiao had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "These things are right for a straight man, That's what friends should do."

Human standards are really weird.

When Gou Xiaohe did these things by himself, he really didn't think there was anything wrong, because he had been like this since he was a child.

But Bian Qiao didn't kiss him since he was a child, did he?

There was no logic in his drunken mind, Gou Xiaohe was so choked that he didn't know how to explain it, even if he explained it, he couldn't explain it to Bianqiao.

Just when the urge to urinate came up, he simply bent down and slid under Bianqiao's arm, trying to run away.

He stopped talking, and he didn't succeed in running out.

Bian Qiao's hand on his waist was kept confiscated, Gou Xiaohe was dizzy, and he brought him back after being strangled a little.

"I've endured you for a long time, Gou Xiaohe." Bian Qiao said.

The two of them stuck together a little tighter than before, Bian Qiao hung his head and pressed against his ear, this time it was really tight, his tone was still steady, but the wet breath sprayed in directly against the ear canal, Drill every groove in the brain.

Gou Xiaohe's right half of his body went numb, he opened his mouth and trembled, but couldn't make a sound.

Before he could recover, Bian Qiao let go of him, turned and opened the door: "Go home."

Gou Xiaohe wanted to say that the party was not over yet, and he also wanted to ask Bianqiao why he suddenly wanted to go home, but he did not say anything, feeling that he should be able to hold back until home, and his body spontaneously formed an obedient instinct, followed Bianqiao downstairs, Go out, get in the car and go home.

Tonight is very lively every year. Near midnight, there are still groups of college entrance examination candidates laughing and passing by on the street.

The lights in the taxi were not turned on, and no one was talking. Whenever the car drove into a quiet section of the road, Gou Xiaohe couldn't help turning his head to look at the side bridge.

People have a certain premonition of "danger".

Even though his mind was numb and dulled by the alcohol at the moment, he could still feel that something was wrong with Bianqiao, something was wrong after coming down from the rooftop.

The shoulders and knees of the two were slightly close together, and they were separated and pressed together with the bumps of driving. Whenever they were close together, the heat was very clear through the pants.

It doesn't have to be real body temperature either.

Gou Xiaohe put his palms on his arms and thighs and touched them.

The "heat" emanating from the parts where their bodies touch is closer to a silent signal and an invisible force field.

All emanating from Bianqiao.

"Bianqiao."

Gou Xiaohe was a little flustered in the long silence, he swallowed and called him in a low voice.

"What are we going home for?"

Bianqiao didn't answer.

The taxi stopped at the alley in front of the old building, he scanned the code and pushed the door to get out, Gou Xiaohe had no strength in his legs, so he struggled to get out by holding on to the car door, and then shouted "Bianqiao" to chase him away.

The alley was quiet and dark, only the street lamps cast dim light in the shade of the trees.

The "hum" sound of fingerprint unlocking was very clear. Gou Xiaohe came behind Bianqiao and heard him ask: "You said, you can give me whatever I want."

Bian Qiao held the doorknob and turned to look at him: "Does this mean anything?"

Gou Xiaohe's intuition was wrong, so he nodded and agreed softly: "Forget it."

While he was nodding, without the slightest pause, Bianqiao grabbed his elbow and pulled him directly into the room.

His strength was a bit too strong, Gou Xiaohe stumbled at the porch, staggering and about to fall.It was impossible for Bianqiao to let him fall, his arms were still held firmly, and his whole body was almost dragged against the wall.

No discussion, no reason, not even a light on.

Before Gou Xiaohe got used to the light in the room, a huge sense of oppression enveloped his head, Bian Qiao pinched his mandible, lifted his face, and kissed him heavily.

When he was kissed for the first time, Gou Xiaohe's chaotic mind was still thinking: If Bian Qiao just wanted to kiss, then it's not that he can't kiss again.

Quickly kiss him for a while and then he goes to pee.

But this kiss was completely different from any previous one.

Gou Xiaohe's mouth was directly bitten open, and he was taken aback by Bianqiao's fierce force and his tongue sticking directly into his teeth.

He pushed Bianqiao's shoulder and wanted to speak, but just as he uttered a vague syllable, the tip of his tongue was bitten and he grunted again.

The tingling pain spread along the dense nerves on the tongue, but Bianqiao didn't have the slightest intention to retreat.

Bianqiao's knee was pressed between his legs, Gou Xiaohe couldn't hold back anymore.He tried his best to tear a little gap between his lips and teeth, and rubbed against the wall to get out from the pressure of the side bridge: "I want to pee."

Bian Qiao ignored him, pinched Gou Xiaohe's waist, and kissed Gou Xiaohe again as if venting.

Gou Xiaohe still wanted to struggle, he clasped the back of Gou Xiaohe's head firmly with his palm, without giving him a chance to dodge, he held his face, almost aggressing, and kissed him to a terrifyingly deep place.

It's not just between the mouth and the legs.

The chest, stomach, all parts of the body, the side bridges are getting tighter and tighter.

Gou Xiaohe had nowhere to hide, he was pressed against the wall, his slender neck was stretched by the deeper and deeper kisses, he could only bear it with his head up, his nose was hot, his Adam's apple was trembling uncontrollably, everything he wanted to say was unstoppable. Being gagged in his mouth, it turned into a rapid whimper.

The tingling hot stream shot down into the lower abdomen, Gou Xiaohe's tears were kissed out, his breathing became more and more urgent, his fingertips twisted Bianqiao's collar in circles, and he stretched his toes upwards hard.

The moment the little tongue at the mouth of his throat was licked, he let out a "hum" from his nasal cavity, and with a violent trembling that was almost convulsive, the tense muscles and joints all over his body lost control.

Gou Xiaohe saw black flowers in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes tightly, tears burst out from the corners of his closed eyes, and the arm supporting Bianqiao's chest softened.

Bian Qiao's knee was always stuck between Gou Xiaohe, Gou Xiaohe was too thin, and was constantly pushed up, his whole body was almost slightly erected.

The sweltering humidity slowly oozes out, one after another, soaking through the fabric and sticking to the legs of the bridge.

Bianqiao's kiss suddenly paused, staring at Gou Xiaohe, he stretched out his hand and squeezed it.

Hands were water-stained, wet and hot.

"...Tired of you?"

Bian Qiao's voice was hoarse, his eyes and breathing were terribly deep, and there was terrible restlessness and hotness in his deep eyes.

Gou Xiaohe was still trembling, trembling from the inside out, his mouth seemed to be kissed too hard to close, he opened and closed slightly to breathe, trembling, he could only breathe.

Too intense shame can make people lose the ability to speak, he trembled again following Bianqiao's movements, and his two exhausted hands hung down, holding Bianqiao's wrists and pushing them out.

He had never been touched here before, his chest was heaving and heaving because of his grip, tears rolled endlessly, the corners of his eyes and lips were red in the darkness.

"You're tired, Gou Xiaohe."

Bian Qiao's trousers were wet, but he wasn't too dirty. He still pressed Gou Xiaohe's wet spot, bit Gou Xiaohe's mouth hard, and pressed his forehead to stare at him.

"How old are you, are you ashamed?"

Gou Xiaohe's brain was short of oxygen, he said he wanted to pee early in the morning, his ear canals were shrinking due to Bianqiao's words, and his calves were still shaking with exhaustion.

Gou Xiaohe said he wanted to pee every time he was kissed hard, but Bian Qiao never took it seriously, he just thought he didn't understand and was talking childishly.

The dampness of this palm at this moment has poured out all the most shady things that he has been suppressing in his heart—those desires for control and aggression that are only aimed at Gou Xiaohe and that he himself feels taboo and inexplicable, from the body. Crazy growth in the depths.

He didn't take his eyes off Gou Xiaohe's face for a moment, and he held Gou Xiaohe with his hands, and kept tightening until his fingers were about to lose control, so he squeezed hard.

Gou Xiaohe cried out in pain, and squeezed out two big tears, struggling to push Bianqiao's hand.

This really scared him.

He was in a daze, not knowing what happened tonight, why Bian Qiao suddenly became so abnormal, and went mad at him like a wild animal.

"...Bianqiao."

Gou Xiaohe finally managed to squeeze out his voice, trying his best to overcome his shame and shout Bian Qiao's name.

His eyes were blurred by tears, he pushed Bian Qiao's hand with one hand, and subconsciously hugged Bian Qiao's neck with the other hand, trying to coax him to stop being so scary.

"What's the matter with you? I'm scared." He asked while clutching his wet pants.

If "reason" had a voice, it was probably the crisp breaking sound coming from the bottom of my heart at this moment.

Bian Qiao didn't say anything, just like dragging Gou Xiaohe into the door just now, grabbed his arm again, led him into the bathroom, raised his hand to turn on the light, and went to turn on the shower.

Gou Xiaohe blocked his eyes, and was pushed to the wall by Bian Qiao's shoulders. He didn't even untie his belt, and dragged him down from inside to outside.

"Bian Qiao? Bian Qiao!" Gou Xiaohe yelled in panic, Bian Qiao pinched his cheekbones, hit him a little ruthlessly, and tilted his head to kiss his mouth.

Gou Xiaohe stretched out his hand to touch something in a daze, Bianqiao's hand strengthened suddenly, panted heavily, and buried his head in biting his shoulder.

Gou Xiaohe didn't know when he got up, and he didn't know how he got out in a daze.

Bian Qiao's forehead was still buried in the hollow of his shoulder, and he hugged him loosely, breathing calmly.And his back was greasy, it was Bianqiao and his own things, dripping down on the floor.

His mouth hurts, his neck hurts, his shoulder hurts, there are many teeth marks, his knees are so soft that he can't stand, he squatted down gently against the tiles, and was dazed for a while.

He felt as if he was being bullied by Bianqiao.