longing for

When Wen Qiu opened the kitchen door calmly, Song Zongyan was walking to the door, as if he finally couldn't bear to take a look after waiting for a long time.

As a result, the two stared at the door.

Wen Qiu deliberately smiled narrowly, his eyes slowly swept across the other person's body, and then slightly opened his arms, with a complacent expression: "Are you here to check what I did in there just now?"

Song Zongyan's eyebrows jumped, but he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing him choking, Wen Qiu couldn't help leaning over and kissing him.Wen Qiu's lips and mouth were moist and cold, but the person he kissed felt dry and hot all over.

The younger sister of the Song family was entertaining herself giving injections to the doll, but she didn't notice what was going on here.

"I just ate ice cream inside." Wen Qiu straightened up and smiled, but lowered his voice, "But I still want to eat something else."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes swept Song Zongyan's lower body.

Want to eat something, self-evident.Song Zongyan clenched his hand hanging by his side: "Wen Qiu." He called out as a warning, but turned his eyes away slightly in embarrassment.

The self-cleaning boy may not have fired a pistol a few times by himself, but right now, at the door of his own kitchen, he reacted provocatively to another boy's hooked eyes and a few words.

The hot summer sun is like fire, and the young boy's lust is like the scorching temperature. As early as the inadvertent skin bonding or the kiss of raspberry ice cream, a layer of sticky and exuberant lust has been burned.

Song Zongyan was wearing home pants, and the ball he was pushing up was really unstoppable.

Wen Qiu couldn't help laughing: "What to do, go to the toilet. I can help you too."

Seeing his gloating appearance, Song Zongyan had nowhere to put his sense of shame.

After the Song family sister gave the doll an injection, she held the flannel doll and shook it, muttering: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Jianwen Qiu came over and looked around suspiciously: "Where's brother?"

"Hmm... went to the bathroom." Wen Qiu looked in the direction of the bathroom and blinked.

It was getting late, Wen Qiu left before Song's father and Song's mother came back, and Song Zongyan sent him to the bus stop.After the sun went down, the temperature dropped a little, and it was no longer so stuffy.The heavy rain seems to be coming, and the air is gradually filled with moisture.

On the way, the two talked less, Song Zongyan didn't know what Wen Qiu did in the kitchen, but he couldn't deceive himself about what he did in the bathroom.The stickiness in the palms seems to have not faded away, just standing next to Wen Qiu and smelling his breath, I feel a little strange and irritable with nowhere to vent.Wen Qiu said a few words to him, but his reaction was flat.Song Zongyan thought to himself, what kind of peerless and innocent boy is this, so careless.I had to quickly straighten my face, cleared my throat and told him about the Sudoku last time.As soon as he mentioned this, Song Zongyan returned to his natural state.Wen Qiu: ...

The bus station is more than 200 meters away from the entrance of Songjia Community, and it takes three to five minutes to walk there.Wen Qiu got on the bus and sat down. He leaned against the window to look at Song Zongyan standing there.Wen Qiu smiled and mouthed: "Bye bye." After the bye bye, he seemed to say two more words, but Song Zongyan didn't recognize it.It wasn't until walking back and entering the elevator alone that Song Zongyan later realized that Qiu's last mouth shape seemed to be: "I love you." He suddenly smiled at the elevator button.

This is probably the happiest and fastest summer in Wenqiu's memory.There are always countless things I want to do with Song Zongyan, even if I just hang out with nothing to do, I am surprisingly happy.They also participated in several class reunions, but there were not many people, and a few classmates sang and went online together.

However, once at a party, a female classmate from the next class came to confess to Song Zongyan.It seems that he hesitated for a long time but did not dare to take the initiative to attack, and was finally pushed to the "execution ground" forcibly by his little sister.She didn't expect much, so she was only slightly disappointed when she was rejected.After returning to the box, she was dragged by her friends to gossip. She said that Song Zongyan told herself that he was in love.

The girls immediately yelled and said in a hurry: "It really is Xia Yunjiao."

"It must be her."

"..."

Song Zongyan also entered the box, went to sit next to Wen Qiu, and the voices of the girls over there immediately dropped by more than half, and their chatter turned into whispers.

When Song Zongyan heard about it, Qiu suddenly gave him a middle finger.

"What's wrong?" He wondered, and first proved his innocence, "I rejected her."

"I know." Wen Qiu said.

He was just not happy that Song Zongyan's name was tied with Xia Yunjiao in other people's mouths, but immediately there was a secret happiness - no one knew that Song Zongyan belonged to him, and he belonged alone.

They were stuck together like Siamese twins throughout the summer vacation. Zhang Fengyang played live cs and billiards with them a few times, and he couldn't help wondering: "You two have such a good relationship now."

That is, good heaven and earth, only this pair.

It's just that happiness is short and separation is long.In the blink of an eye, the heat gradually subsides, and September is just around the corner.

I tried to avoid it all the time, and I had to face the fact that school was about to start when it came to an end.Song Zongyan left one day earlier, and Wen Qiu didn't even eat a good meal the night before, none of the river seafood and sea prawns could taste it, as if chewing wax, a good candlelight dinner had the effect of eating a severed meal.After leaving the restaurant, Song Zongyan saw that he was always depressed, so he went to touch his hand in the dark.

Wen Qiu held the man tightly with his backhand and asked, "What time is your flight tomorrow?"

"Twelve at eight." Song Zongyan replied.

"So early."

"Well, this is the only thing left when I bought it."

Wen Qiu became more and more unable to cheer up, and wanted to spend more time with him, so he suggested: "Then let's go shopping again, I have eaten too much at night.

He didn't eat a few bites at night, and Song Zongyan didn't have eyes, but when he thought that school would start tomorrow, and there would be a distance of hundreds of kilometers, even Song Zongyan felt a little disappointed, so he pretended to be confused.

"Well, let's go shopping."

They walked the street back and forth five times, and the merchants along the street couldn't help but look at them strangely.Wen Qiu looked at the clock on the commercial building, the hour hand was already pointing to eleven o'clock in the evening.If you go on a walk, it will be bright.

The two had no choice but to take a taxi back to Wen Qiu's house first, and then Song Zongyan went back by himself.Along the way, I heard fewer words from Qiu, and I could tell my mood just by looking at it.The glazed lights on the roadside flickered on and off on his face, reflecting a lonely expression.

"Here we are." The driver reminded.

Wen Qiu saw the gate of his familiar neighborhood, went to open the door, and turned his head to look at Song Zongyan: "Then I'll go back first."

He took a very long look, lingering and lingering on Song Zongyan's face.Until the driver couldn't help but said: "Can you get out of the car?"

"Next." Song Zongyan replied for him.

Wen Qiu had no choice but to get out of the car before he came out, followed by another person behind him.

"Why did you come down?" Wen Qiu was surprised.

Song Zongyan paid the fare, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Stay a little longer."

That smile was so gentle it seemed to be shining.

Wen Qiu felt a fire in his heart, and the flames were burning. He grabbed Song Zongyan's hand and flashed it into the shadow beside the gate of the community, and pressed his lips impatiently.Kissing has long been familiar with driving, and no one will leave the stall due to lack of oxygen halfway.Only at this moment, the two of them seem to have returned to the way they were when they kissed for the first time two months ago, their tongues were mixed together, and they began to bite randomly.

Wen Qiu hugged him, and felt that he seemed to have bitten the other's lip, and suddenly became gentle again, gently licking that place with his tongue.The two hugged each other, and it became more and more difficult to control themselves. It was because a passerby suddenly spoke, that they realized that they were still outside, and they struggled to distance themselves.Wen Qiu looked at him with water in his eyes: "Song Zongyan, I seem to regret it."

Song Zongyan panted, rubbing his cheek with one hand: "What do you regret?"

"I don't want to be separated from you." Wen Qiu showed a remorseful look, and begged with moist eyes, "I don't want you to go at all."

When filling out the application form, he had a clear idea, and when he bewitched Song Zong to say don't care about the long distance of the long-distance relationship, he was full of reason.But until now, when it was time to say goodbye, he felt anxious again, full of restless regret and reluctance.

"I won't leave." In Wen Qiu's panic, Song Zongyan said clearly, "I won't leave tonight."

After Wen Qiu understood what he meant, his head exploded with a bang.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy went to bed for the first time. Although he was in an urgent mood, his behavior was tense, and he was a little helpless when he came out of the bath.Song Zongyan stayed in the bathroom for a long time before he opened the door and went out. As soon as he stepped into Wenqiu's bedroom, he saw a stack of condoms and lubricating fluid on the bed.

"When did you prepare it?" He was slightly surprised.

Wen Qiu had already taken a shower, his hair was half-dried, and there was still a wet luster on his neck.He showed a sly smile: "It's ready as soon as we move in, there's something for every taste and type."

"Last time, no." Song Zongyan said.

It wasn't the first time he stayed overnight, but he didn't see anything when he slept here last time.

Wen Qiu knelt on the edge of the bed, pinching his face with his hands: "Who made you so thin-skinned, I hid it at that time."

Because Song Zong's words were all about love and ending with courtesy, except for kisses, which were simple touches, Wen Qiu hadn't found a chance to let these things see the light of day in the past two months.

Song Zongyan went to pull the hand that pinched his face, but he didn't use much strength.Song Zongyan was really thin-skinned, and he just pulled it lightly, leaving a red mark on his forehead.

The bedside wall lamp was dimly turned on, Wen Qiu slowly leaned over and stuck out his tongue to lick the red marks on the other person's face.The tongue coating slid over gently, leaving behind a string of moist and hot water marks.

Song Zongyan's lower abdomen tightened, and Wen Qiu took advantage of his lips.

The sound of sizzling water is lingering.Wen Qiu knelt on the edge of the bed and climbed on the shoulders of the person standing under the bed, his two tongues were stirring in his mouth, the air in his mouth was being plundered one by one, and unstoppable saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Hmm..." Wen Qiu groaned softly, lowered his hands, and lifted Song Zongyan's bathrobe.The opponent's body froze obviously, as if he wanted to hide, but stopped.

Wen Qiu half opened his eyes, his lips parted slightly: "Do you want to continue?"

Song Zongyan was also looking at him. "You always don't do it, I can't help it anymore." Wen Qiu complained, "Whatever you say tonight has to be the first shot in our lives." He said it bluntly, and Song Zongyan couldn't react.

Wen Qiu took the opportunity to touch the penis hidden inside through his underwear, and scratched it lightly with his nails, but after a few strokes, he felt that the other's breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Touch me too." Wen Qiu's mouth was parched, he raised his head and straightened his body, "OK?"

He wished so much, Song Zongyan raised his hand as if being bewitched, and imitated his technique to lift the other party's pajamas.

As soon as that hand touched his lower body, Wen Qiu couldn't help shaking. He couldn't control his erection, which was hard and hot.

Song Zongyan was startled.

"Will it be disgusting?" Wen Qiu asked, and smiled, "I have always wanted you, and you can be hard just by looking at it."

In the past two months, he and Song Zongyan were free and easy, and it was the first time that he showed a cautious and crazy look.I was deeply afraid that Song Zongyan would suddenly wilt in the middle of it, and leave him alone in lust; he was also afraid that the other party would be frightened by his violent reaction.

But Song Zongyan didn't. He directly reached into his underwear and held Wen Qiu's throbbing penis. This was the first time he touched a same-sex genital. The feeling should be terrible, but it didn't at this time.

"No." He went to kiss Wen Qiu's hair.

Wen Qiu almost breathed a sigh of relief, and worked harder to provoke his desire.It wasn't until both of them had a full erection that they took off their clothes and folded them on the bed.

They kissed each other on each other's body, from cheek to neck, with mottled red marks.Song Zongyan was fooled and kissed the two small nipples on his chest.His rationality at this time was gradually dominated by lust, and he couldn't help saying: "It's so small."

Wen Qiu bit his shoulder angrily when he heard it: "How big do you want... Ah."

Song Zongyan, however, held the tiny milk granule with his mouth open, fiddled with his tongue back and forth, and the milk granule couldn't bear the stimulation immediately and stood upright.

"Well, don't..." Wen Qiu didn't expect his nipples to be so sensitive, his waist went limp after being licked, and he was lying under Song Zongyan only to breathe.He bent one leg, and couldn't help rubbing his lower body against the opponent's body. Emotional clear fluid had already flowed out from the top of his genitals.

Sensing his excitement, Song Zongyan stroked the forgotten one on the left with his other hand, Wen Qiudeng trembled even more.

On the bed in the house, lust billowed like a tidal wave.

Song Zongyan is a complete novice, and the lubricating fluid has been removed for a long time.Wen Qiu and others were all sweating: "Do you know how?" Song Zongyan said: "I have seen it." "What have you seen?" "Films, and teaching." Wen Qiu smiled: "I have only seen pigs running. "The lubricating fluid was finally taken apart, and Song Zongyan was hesitating where to use it.Wen Qiu took advantage of the other party's ignorance, flipped him down, pressed himself on top of him, hooked Song Zongyan's chin with malicious intentions: "You don't know anything, why don't you come with me."

The corners of his eyes and brows were all soaked in lust, and his beautiful smile made one's heart tremble.

"You will?" Song Zongyan asked.

"It must be a little better than you." Wen Qiu said.

Song Zongyan actually thought about it seriously, as if he had made a big decision: "It's okay, otherwise I'm afraid I will hurt you."

He was so serious, it seemed that he couldn't bear to hear that Qiu was hurt a little bit.Wen Qiu was stunned immediately, and after a while he lay down willingly, covering his eyes with his arm: "Forget it, forget it, it's better for you to come."

He has been thinking about Song Zongyan for so long, why should he care about his up and down posture.

"You are afraid of my pain, and I am even more afraid of your pain." Wen Qiu put down his arms and said softly, "What's more, you have to fly tomorrow."

Song Zongyan said: "It's okay. Really."

Wen Qiu shook his head, raised his knee and rubbed against his lower body: "Hurry up, come if you say you want, if you really can't do it, I'm sure I won't be polite to you."

Which man can be said no.

Song Zongyan pursed his lips, and solemnly poured the lubricating fluid into Wenqiu's buttocks. It was glowing wet under the lamp, and he looked erotic.He recalled the films and teachings he had seen, and tentatively inserted a finger. The inside of the hole was hot and tight, and it got stuck after only half a joint went in.

Wen Qiu had a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but it was his first time in actual combat. The feeling of his back acupoint being invaded by his fingers made him tense up unconsciously.

"I, wait a minute." Wen Qiu said.

The two of them tossed for a long time, three fingers could barely go in, Wen Qiu was already a little sluggish from the pain, and the penis in front of him, which was almost dripping with clear fluid, also softened slightly.He hurriedly urged Song Zongyan: "Okay, come in first."

Song Zongyan was still afraid of hurting him, but he couldn't hold back the urging and the meat hole that tightly clamped his fingers.He is a virgin, and he doesn't have much concentration.

Song Zongyan took off the underwear that was half hanging on his thigh, rubbed his huge penis against the wet hole, and then slowly pushed it in.

"Ah..." Wen Qiu screamed, and immediately bit his lip to hold back.No matter how much psychological construction I have done, this moment still hurts like being split in half.But at this moment, it was Song Zongyan who was entering him, and just thinking of this made his heart climax countless times.

Song Zongyan stroked his genitals with one hand to comfort him, and took off his earrings with the other, fearing that the earlobe would hurt later.

"It hurts so much..." Wen Qiu's face was contorted.

Song Zongyan saw that his forehead was sweating, and thought that it would be more uncomfortable to enter such a slow inch by inch, so he grabbed the opponent's waist and hips, and followed him hard.

Wen Qiu gasped for air, and a cry of surprise was cut off in his throat.

"It won't hurt in a while." Song Zongyan coaxed him and touched his wet hair.

"Move, move." Wen Qiu slowed down after a while, took a breath and swayed his waist.

Song Zongyan followed his words, and Wen Qiu felt pain again, as if it was being torn open. But Song Zongyan looked carefully, and found that the hole was white, without a trace of wrinkle, and the penis was tightly hugged, and there was no bleeding.Wen Qiu took a breath and endured the pain: "Okay, it's okay, you move, you move. It's okay." Song Zongyan felt relieved when he saw the bleeding, pulled out half of his genitals and then went in, slowly thrusting.The wet sip made his lower body both painful and refreshing, and he lost his sense of proportion after a few strokes, and his strength gradually increased.

"Ah... um..." Wen Qiu groaned under him, bumped every now and then.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Zongyan panted heavily and leaned over to ask him, "If it hurts, I'll take it easy."

"Don't." Wen Qiu hugged his back, buried his face in his neck and shoulders, obviously hurt so much that he couldn't bear it, but said, "Be heavier."

Stimulated by his words, Song Zongyan moved faster, and the sound of thumping and thumping reverberated in the room.

"Song Zongyan, Song Zongyan, hurry up." Wen Qiu seemed to lose his mind, and kept urging him to go faster and harder, as if he wanted to be fucked to death and put on the bed.

Song Zongyan turned him over and lay on the bed with his butt raised high.This posture was too shameful, even though Wen Qiu was usually used to being shameless, his body was a little tense at this time.He buried his face in the bed sheet, this position entered deeper, the penis did not know where to go, Wen Qiu's tone changed obviously, and he was instantly tinged with pleasure.

Song Zongyan found a place, so he wanted to hit that point continuously, and the force became heavier.Wen Qiu trembled all over, like a boat rocking and rolling with the waves, his white body was full of traces of lust, and his groans became louder.

The joint under the body was dripping wet, making the sound of erotic water.Song Zongyan maintained his frequency and advanced into the warm and moist hole, his eyes caught a glimpse of the black tattoo on the back of Qiu Xuebai's neck.

He slowed down to stroke the tattoo, and Wen Qiu's shoulder trembled accordingly.

"Does it hurt?" Song Zongyan asked.

Wen Qiu was soaked in sweat all over his body. Although it would be a pleasure to be pushed in the right place, Song Zongyan was a novice after all, and most of the time he was hitting and thrusting indiscriminately. The place where he was pushed was painful and uncomfortable. words, but said in his mouth: "No, it doesn't hurt, hurry up."

His voice was trembling, and he didn't seem to be in pain.Song Zongyan felt something was wrong, restrained his desire, and tried hard to pull it out from the moist and tight hole: "Wen Qiu..."

Wen Qiu clamped his back acupoint tightly, and kept the penis firmly in it. The pleasure of the wet and slippery acupoint meat wrapping his genitals made Song Zongyan's scalp tingle and he almost ejaculated.

He endured the pleasure, and then broke Wen Qiu's face.

There was a blush and tears on that face.

Song Zongyan's eyes darkened: "You..."

Wen Qiu begged him with tears in his voice: "Don't, don't pull it out... Mmm... Try harder, and knock me out."

Song Zongyan turned his body back, put his legs between his waist, leaned over his red nose from crying, and called him softly: "Qiu Qiu."

It was the first time he called Wen Qiu so intimately.Wen Qiu twitched from crying, unable to speak clearly: "Knock me out, and I, I won't be able to see you off tomorrow."

He didn't want to watch Song Zongyan leave.

Just like that, Song Zongyan hadn't left yet, but he had already started to miss him.