My brother became a love brain

Before I went to Song Dongyang's house, I never thought that we would roll together again.

I thought his "talking after the college entrance examination" included doing that kind of thing, but it turned out that his "talking again" only included emotions, not flesh.

I also refused at first, after all, doing this kind of thing is very energy-intensive and time-consuming.But Song Dongyang fell on my shoulder while listening to the class. He grabbed my arm and said he was in pain.

I don't know whether he was in real pain or fake pain, anyway, he rolled onto the bed inexplicably in the end.

When everything was over, I was a little annoyed, so I threw the biology book directly to him and said, "Don't sleep, read the book again."

He took the book, his upper body was covered with marks from my biting, and he said, "Chi Rui, are you angry at me for delaying your review, or are you angry at me for seducing you into bed?"

Just as I was about to answer, I suddenly realized that this question was a trap, so I simply avoided it: "Let's review yours."

"I don't want to review." Song Dongyang put the textbook aside and said bluntly, leaning against the head of the bed.

I frowned and asked him, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to have sex with you." He stared straight at me.

"No." I didn't even have to think about it, I just refused, "Even if you got into the top [-] this time, your ranking is still very low. If you don't study hard, it will be too late."

He looked like he wanted to refute me, but in the end he just picked up the pillow and covered his face.

He whispered: "Chi Rui, blocking is worse than sparse."

I thought about it, and realized that what Song Dongyang said was right, it is better to keep it out than to block it. If Song Dongyang doesn't give up the idea of ​​messing with me, he won't be able to put it in his mind to study.

How can you make him voluntarily give up doing such a thing?

There is a very simple answer, just make him overwhelmed.

Without any further hesitation, I tore away his pillow and kissed him on the cheek. He hugged me in surprise, and we rolled into a ball.

But in my opinion, he was like a paper tiger. It didn't take long before he couldn't stand it anymore. He managed to maintain his composure and asked me, "Aren't you going to study?"

I frowned, and replied to him lightly: "Occasionally, we have to combine work and rest."

After a while, he said to me: "I want to study."

At that time, I was entering him from behind. I kneaded the sensitive part of his chest and said with a light smile, "You can recite ancient poems silently."

He shuddered and couldn't do it again.

Finally, with a hoarse voice, he told me that he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to rest for a while.

I know what he said is true, but he is far from "too full to eat". I stroked my hair up and looked at him calmly, but I fiddled with him mercilessly. Said: "If you want to play, just have fun, how can a man say no."

He realized that I really didn't want to let him go, and really wanted to teach him a lesson, but his long-term self-cultivation couldn't beat and scold me, so he could only choose to persuade me to stop.

I relaxed my nerves and let his words flow in my left ear and out of my right ear. To be honest, I am in a good state. I was a little tired just now, but now I am radiant again. It is almost like a long-distance running. After that period of fatigue, I will soon regain my physical strength. The feeling of fullness.

Song Dongyang cursed in a low voice, and wanted to leave the bed while I was changing positions, but I grabbed his nipples by the back of his neck and pulled him back.

In the end, he had to beg me, saying that it hurts. I lowered my head and found that his lower part was indeed a little swollen, not broken, but it should be painful.

Maybe it's because I haven't pulled it out, and he offered to help me. In fact, I was ready to let him go, but his words gave me a new way of thinking.

I sat on the head of the bed, kneading his thick hair, his movements were very strange, I looked down at the back of his head, but I felt a little satisfied for nothing.

It might be possessiveness, it might be conquest, it might be something else.

But his tongue, his mouth, his throat are not enough.

I pressed him on the bed again, using his thighs, calves, buttocks, hands, back, and all available parts of his body to satisfy my strange and novel emotions. Falling asleep and waking up in pain, this night was very pleasant for me, but it may be very long for him.

Early the next morning, I went out to serve breakfast. Grandpa Song asked me if Song Dongyang was still sleeping. I nodded and said yes.

I entered the door with breakfast and locked the door behind me. When I put down the breakfast, I also noticed Song Dongyang's slightly flickering eyelids.

I said, "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

He continued to pretend to be asleep, pretending not to hear me.

I reached out and patted his shoulder, intending to wake him up, but when my palm touched his skin, I realized that his body trembled unnaturally.

I remembered the original purpose last night, and I remembered Song Dongyang's previous confession.

If he is destined to be unable to respond, it is better to let him choose to retreat.

I lowered my eyes and kissed his eyes almost pityingly. The next second, I tore off the quilt and pressed it back down.

Song Dongyang struggled slightly, and soon there were small whimpers in the room.

Song Dongyang was tossed and cried by me. I don't know if it was cool or painful, but in the extreme state, he still clung to my back and wrapped me tightly.

As I fiddled with him, I fed food into his mouth.

I learned dirtytalk by myself, and I pinned him against the window, fiddled with him, and called him what a slut.

We struggled for more than three days, even eating in bed. On the last morning, he finally offered to stop doing it before the college entrance examination, and I agreed to him without hesitation.

I started to put on my underwear and pull up my trousers. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, but he hugged me from behind, his bare chest pressed against my back, trembling instinctively.

I raised my eyebrows and asked him, "Are you looking for a date again?"

He shook his head violently, a movement I could feel even without turning my head.

He just said softly: "Chi Rui, I will go to the same university as you."

I suddenly became irritable.

I realized that the consequence of my urging him to study hard is that I may never be able to get rid of him.

I know he has feelings for me, but this feeling came out of nowhere, I don’t know if he has always meant this to me, or if he was forced by me to have sex, he suddenly finds that I’m fine, and the emotion is similar to Stockholm .

But this kind of feeling is of no use to me.If he was a girl, we might try dating after the college entrance examination, but he is a boy, no, it should be said, a man.

His grandfather, his parents, and my parents are unlikely to allow us to be together. Instead of making the family sad, it is better to choose to stop it when the relationship is not so deep.

At that moment, I was ready to change my choice. Anyway, there is more than one good university in China. Changing another university or another city is also a way out.

My silence made him hug me tighter, so I could only say: "Then you have to work hard."