The two of them had barely eaten a few bites before they had already lost all interest in the food.
On this night that belonged only to the two of them, naturally, every minute and every second had to be devoted to each other to the fullest.
Gong Yingxian pulled Ren Yi over and sat him on his lap. Holding his long, slender neck, he kissed him passionately, while his hand slipped beneath Ren Yi’s shirt, wantonly caressing his smooth, firm skin. He remembered that morning when Ren Yi had returned from his run and lifted the hem of his shirt in front of him. That sexy, alluring back, the sweat disappearing between the cheeks of his ass… If he hadn’t still been sitting in a wheelchair at the time, he would have cast aside his dignity and self-restraint, dragged Ren Yi back into the bedroom right in front of everyone in the house, thrust into him from behind, felt the man beneath him shudder, and licked away every drop of sweat on his back.
As he thought about it, Gong Yingxian’s hand had already slipped into Ren Yi’s pants. His large hand kneaded the round, firm flesh of Ren Yi’s buttocks. At the same time, he felt Ren Yi’s hand pressing against his own erection, rubbing it through his pants. His nerves twitched uncontrollably, and he could feel the heat and pressure building in his lower body.
The two of them kissed passionately, unable to tear themselves apart. Ren Yi’s tongue swept over Gong Yingxian’s gums, sometimes tangling with his tongue, sometimes deliberately dodging it, making Gong Yingxian repeatedly chase after him in frustration and lightly bite his lips. Their hot, hurried breaths mingled in their mouths. Clear saliva trickled from the corner of Ren Yi’s mouth, stretching into thin strands before dripping down.
Gong Yingxian released Ren Yi’s lips, which had been kissed red and swollen, and moved to bite his Adam’s apple instead. The throat was the most vulnerable weak point of a mammal, yet Ren Yi willingly exposed it to another’s sharp teeth. Still, his instinct for self-preservation made it bob nervously up and down. Gong Yingxian held it between his lips, gently biting and licking it as though playing with some fascinating object, making Ren Yi shudder repeatedly.
“Who… who taught you that?” Ren Yi managed to ask. “I never taught you.”
“Why would I need you to teach me?” Gong Yingxian’s fingers slipped into the cleft between Ren Yi’s buttocks, pressing against his tightly closed entrance. It sensed the familiar knocking at the door and actually contracted ingratiatingly, trying to envelop the tips of Gong Yingxian’s fingers.
“I’ve got… got some in my pocket.” Ren Yi pulled out a tube of lubricant. He had just bought it, and this particular brand had been very popular lately.
Gong Yingxian took the tube, his voice turning hoarse. “You came so well prepared.”
“Of course. If I’m not prepared, I’m the one who suffers, aren’t I?” Ren Yi cupped Gong Yingxian’s face. “Seriously, who taught you? Have you been watching porn?”
Ren Yi imagined Gong Yingxian watching gay porn or visiting gay forums to read about other people’s experiences and exchange tips. He felt a little jealous. Before Gong Yingxian had gotten together with him, he had been as pure as a blank sheet of paper. The incredible compatibility they enjoyed during sex was due not only to Gong Yingxian’s exceptionally gifted endowment but also to Ren Yi’s own careful teaching. He absolutely did not want Gong Yingxian learning bedroom skills from anyone else.
He wanted Gong Yingxian to know only how good he was, to look only at his body, and to fuck only him instead of becoming curious about all the different kinds of bodies out there. He was afraid Gong Yingxian might be like a child who had just entered a new world, driven by novelty to explore a wider and more expansive world.
“Would you like me to watch?” Gong Yingxian directly inserted the narrow tip of the lubricant tube into Ren Yi’s other little mouth and squeezed a dollop inside. Then he tossed the tube onto the floor and impatiently replaced it with his fingers, working them around to stretch him open.
“I don’t want you to. Can you please not watch it?” The cold gel had suddenly been squeezed into his body, followed by the intrusion of foreign objects. Ren Yi twisted his waist uncomfortably, then retaliated by grabbing Gong Yingxian’s erection. It had already pushed a prominent bulge against his pants, almost as though it were about to burst through the fabric.
“I won’t. I watched a little, thought it was disgusting, and turned it off.” Gong Yingxian kissed Ren Yi’s cheeks, neck, and chest with infatuated devotion, while his fingers continued their wicked work of stretching him open. “I don’t like watching other people. I only like watching you.”
He found the sight of other people stripping and entwining themselves dirty and offensive to his eyes. Yet Ren Yi merely lifted his shirt to reveal a patch of his back, and Gong Yingxian became as uncontrollable as a beast in heat. He had once looked down on people who indulged themselves in lust. He had never imagined that there could be someone in this world who could make him entertain the most obscene fantasies with nothing more than the simplest kiss. That person was Ren Yi.
Ren Yi breathed a sigh of relief but still refused to let the matter go. “Then who did teach you?”
His back entrance was currently being penetrated by Gong Yingxian’s three fingers, which moved in and out in imitation of a penis. His body gradually went limp, collapsing into Gong Yingxian’s arms. The words coming out of his mouth no longer sounded like an accusation. They were clearly more like a plea for attention.
“I have a strong ability to learn. I can apply what I learn to other situations, and I have a good imagination.” Gong Yingxian was growing impatient with Ren Yi’s constant teasing without giving him any real satisfaction. He took the initiative to unzip his pants and pushed Ren Yi’s hand inside. His breathing had already become irregular. “Can we get on with it?”
“Get on with what?” There was still a layer of underwear beneath his pants. Ren Yi prodded him with his fingertips, deliberately refusing to touch him properly, and even pretended not to understand.
“Can we… can we start?”
Ren Yi suppressed his laughter and licked Gong Yingxian’s lips. “Since you’re so good at learning and imagining things, why don’t you put those skills to use and say something I want to hear?”
“What should I say?”
“Say something dirty. The more obscene, the better.” Ren Yi grabbed the enormous, restless thing beneath Gong Yingxian’s underwear. He could clearly feel that the fabric was already wet with the fluid it had secreted. “Tell me what you want to do to me. Say it bluntly.”
Gong Yingxian hadn’t been embarrassed before. After all, this wasn’t their first time together. But Ren Yi’s request exceeded the limits of his modesty. He tore open Ren Yi’s shirt in one swift motion, sending its pearly white buttons clattering onto the polished marble floor, then buried his head in Ren Yi’s warm chest and kissed him urgently.
“Let me do it.”
“Do what?” Ren Yi unfastened Gong Yingxian’s belt and slipped his hand into his underwear, grasping the large, burning-hot shaft. His own breathing was heavy, and he was already unbearably hot and restless. Still, the pleasure of bedroom games was worth exchanging for a little patience. He bit Gong Yingxian’s ear, his warm breath carrying a seductive, pleading tone. “Come on. Say the dirtiest, roughest things you can think of. I want to hear them, baby. If you say them, I’ll get even more excited, and it’ll feel even better when you fuck me. Don’t you believe me?”
Gong Yingxian rubbed his face against Ren Yi’s and managed, with great difficulty, to say, “I want to… fuck you.”
His voice was extremely quiet, as though he were afraid someone might hear him if he spoke any louder.
Ren Yi laughed so hard that his whole body trembled. Someone like Gong Yingxian, who still couldn’t bring himself to use any term of endearment other than a person’s name, must have been terribly embarrassed right now. Sure enough, his cheeks were flushed crimson, a sight Ren Yi loved more than anything.
“Just that one sentence?” Ren Yi licked the rim of Gong Yingxian’s ear. “Not. Dirty. Enough.”
Gong Yingxian couldn’t stand being teased like this any longer. He wrapped an arm around Ren Yi’s waist, pulled down his pants, and was about to thrust into him without another thought.
But Ren Yi stubbornly refused to let him have his way, struggling as though he wanted to get up.
Gong Yingxian suddenly curled his fingers inside Ren Yi, the tips brushing against that sensitive spot.
Ren Yi let out a low cry. His legs were so weak that he couldn’t stand up at all.
Gong Yingxian knew Ren Yi’s body intimately and naturally understood how to control him. He continued moving his fingers inside the man in his arms while tightening his grip around Ren Yi’s waist. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Ren Yi rested his face against Gong Yingxian’s shoulder. “I want to hear you say it. Are you going to say it or not?”
“You little…” Gong Yingxian was burning with anger and desire. His entire body felt as though it were on fire. All he wanted was to fuck Ren Yi thoroughly, yet he could do nothing about Ren Yi’s malicious teasing. He gritted his teeth, pressed his lips against Ren Yi’s ear, and said fiercely, “Listen carefully. I want to fuck you. I want to… thrust into your body. Do you hear me?”
Ren Yi nodded reluctantly, trying to suppress his laughter. “And then?”
“And then… then I’ll fuck you hard… all night long.” Gong Yingxian’s face was so red it looked ready to drip blood. Even his neck had turned crimson.
Ren Yi chuckled endlessly as he stroked Gong Yingxian’s shaft, guiding him patiently. “And after that…?”
Gong Yingxian gritted his teeth. Even after pushing his imagination to its absolute limits, he still had no idea how to produce the dirty, obscene words Ren Yi wanted to hear. Couldn’t he just do it instead?
“You hypocritical little bad boy.” Ren Yi’s voice was full of affection. “Just look at you. You’re wearing your police uniform, but look at the filthy things your hands are doing.” As he spoke, he deliberately wiggled his ass. The lubricant had already turned into fine bubbles under the pressure of Gong Yingxian’s fingers, producing wet, squelching sounds with every movement. “You’ve already done it, so why are you still afraid to say it?”
Gong Yingxian was still wearing his neatly arranged uniform. The very sight of it evoked solemnity and authority, yet the man sprawled in his arms, naked from the waist down and being wantonly played with, only heightened the visual impact of the scene.
Gong Yingxian glanced at his own clothes, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed by Ren Yi’s teasing. He reached up to take them off.
“You’re not allowed to take them off!” Ren Yi caught his hand, licked his lips, and panted softly beside his cheek. “Officer, I’ve done something bad. Are you punishing me?”
Gong Yingxian’s face turned bright red. He stammered, “D-Don’t call me that.”
“I’m going to call you whatever I want.” Ren Yi chuckled. “Officer, punish me. Punish me with your ‘baton.’”
Gong Yingxian was ultimately still too innocent to withstand such stimulation. He cried out, “Let me do it…” His voice, usually as clear and ethereal as a mountain stream, had become extremely hoarse. He was clearly reaching the limits of his self-control.
Ren Yi adjusted his breathing and slowly moved forward. “Then how about I teach you what to say?”
Gong Yingxian lifted him by the waist and placed him facing him, between his hips. Their erect shafts collided. Gong Yingxian grasped them in one hand and stroked them up and down. In a fit of frustration, he bit Ren Yi’s neck, his eyes red from holding himself back. “Hurry up and teach me.”
“You just have to say… mm…” Waves of pleasure surged through Ren Yi, stirring up a storm inside him. “Say that you want to fuck me hard, that you want to fill me up with your big cock, that you want to fuck me until I can’t even close my legs, that you want to fuck me until I come…”
Gong Yingxian felt blood rushing to his face. He was about to explode. With a low growl, he no longer cared whether Ren Yi objected. He lifted those two thick cheeks, aimed his shaft at the tender entrance between them, and thrust into him hard.
“Ahhh—!” Ren Yi’s head jerked backward, his neck arching into a beautiful curve, like prey tempting a wild beast to sink its teeth into him.
Gong Yingxian usually cared very much about whether Ren Yi was ready, always afraid of hurting him. But now, he had clearly been driven past his limits. He charged in recklessly, and half of his shaft entered in a single thrust.
Ren Yi gasped deeply, trying to ease the discomfort of the sudden intrusion. No matter how well prepared he was, the initial penetration was always uncomfortable, because Gong Yingxian was endowed with an evil thing that completely contradicted his cool, restrained face. Ren Yi had lived in shared dormitories since high school and had seen countless examples of this thing while showering. He had never thought much of it, but something this thick and long deserved to be put on display for the entire school to see.
Hearing Ren Yi gasp repeatedly, Gong Yingxian felt a pang of concern and slowed down. He asked softly, “Does it hurt?”
Ren Yi’s face was covered in sweat. He caught Gong Yingxian’s lower lip between his own and smiled. “If I say it hurts, will you pull out?”
“…” Gong Yingxian hesitated. The wet, hot walls enveloped him layer upon layer, drawing him in as waves of pleasure surged through his body. A tingling sensation spread everywhere. He had already used up all his willpower simply restraining himself from moving recklessly. And now he was supposed to pull out?
“See? Such a hypocrite.” Ren Yi teased him as he braced one hand against Gong Yingxian’s sturdy thigh and slowly lowered himself.
Gong Yingxian drew in a sharp breath and couldn’t help thrusting upward slightly, matching Ren Yi’s descent until the thick, intimidating shaft was completely buried inside him.
Ren Yi wrapped his arms around Gong Yingxian’s neck and gasped heavily. His long legs hung on either side of the chair, and he had to support himself on his tiptoes to bear the weight of his lower body and keep himself from sitting down completely. Even so, the shaft inside his rear passage had already disappeared all the way to the root.
Gong Yingxian could no longer endure it. He rocked his hips and began thrusting in short movements.
“Mm… slower…” Ren Yi’s position was exhausting. He clung to Gong Yingxian’s neck, trying to use him for support. Gong Yingxian, however, wanted exactly the opposite. All he wanted was to thrust deeper.
“What was it you said just now?” Gong Yingxian demanded roughly. “You told me to fuck you hard.”
Ren Yi gritted his teeth. “I was teaching you what to say. It was like… like challenging someone to a fight. Do you understand? I didn’t actually mean for you to do it.”
Gong Yingxian locked his iron-strong arms around Ren Yi’s waist and began thrusting up and down, coordinating the movements of his hips and waist. “I want to do it.”
“Ah… a little gentler.”
“Keep teaching me.” Gong Yingxian kissed Ren Yi somewhat roughly. “Keep talking.”
“I-I’m not talking anymore. Ahhh… wait…”
Gong Yingxian lifted Ren Yi’s body, then brought him down heavily again, using the full weight of his body to take his shaft all the way inside. He wished he could swallow even the entire base.
Ren Yi’s cries changed pitch. The thick, long shaft brushed against his sensitive spot, and a tingling sensation pierced through his entire body. They hadn’t been particularly enthusiastic about the riding position before, but ever since Ren Yi had taken the initiative that one time when Gong Yingxian was ill, they had tried this position every time afterward. On one occasion, they had even done it in the wheelchair, with Gong Yingxian using this same position to fuck him so thoroughly that he could barely walk afterward.
“Speak,” Gong Yingxian ordered as he moved. “Teach me.”
Several powerful thrusts from Gong Yingxian shattered what remained of Ren Yi’s rationality. He stroked his own desire and cried, “I’ll say it, I’ll say it!” Slumping against Gong Yingxian’s shoulder, his entire body going limp from the thrusts, he spoke in broken phrases. “Y-You have to say that you don’t just want to make me come… you also want to… ah… come inside me, fill me up completely. And if there’s no room left in there, then come in my mouth, on my… my face. Do you even know how to do it? What do you want to do to me? Say it out loud.”
“Mm.” Gong Yingxian buried his head and thrust into the man in his arms with all his strength.
“What the hell do you mean, ‘mm’? You… ahhh… Yingxian… ah, gentler…”
“Will you do what I say if I tell you?” The waves of pleasure, growing stronger with each surge, finally shattered Gong Yingxian’s sense of shame. All he wanted was to draw even more carnal pleasure from this body.
“Mmm, yes, yes. I-I’ll do it.”
“Then…” Gong Yingxian was extremely excited. “You used to like calling me ‘Old Gong,’ didn’t you? Call me that now.”
Ren Yi was stunned. He had used that nickname to tease Gong Yingxian in the past. If he called him that now, wouldn’t he be the one getting teased instead?
“Call me.” Gong Yingxian lowered his head and took the little nub on Ren Yi’s chest into his mouth. He rubbed it pleasurably between his teeth and swept his tongue back and forth over it, wishing he could swallow the alluring fruit whole.
“I… wait… you’re the one who’s supposed to talk now, not me.”
“You said you’d do what I asked. Hurry up and call me.”
Gong Yingxian suddenly withdrew his wet shaft, lifted Ren Yi, and turned him around until his back was facing him.
Ren Yi hadn’t even managed to catch his breath before Gong Yingxian slipped both arms into the crooks of his knees, holding him in a position like someone lifting a child to help him pee. He forced Ren Yi’s legs apart and folded them toward his chest before thrusting into him hard once again.
“Ahhhhh—!” Ren Yi screamed. The stimulation made his back arch forward, and the back of his head came to rest perfectly against Gong Yingxian’s shoulder.
Gong Yingxian turned his head and sealed Ren Yi’s mouth with a kiss, swallowing every one of his cries. This position made it easier for him to exert his strength, so he held Ren Yi’s body and began thrusting in and out, up and down.
“Ah… no… Yingxian…” The overwhelming stimulation brought tears to Ren Yi’s eyes. His toes curled tightly, and his hands grasped unconsciously at the air, as though trying to catch a lifeline to keep himself from drowning in the extreme pleasure.
“Call me.”
Gong Yingxian thrust upward fiercely. His shaft moved in and out of Ren Yi’s body without restraint, and the pleasure generated by the friction flowed through every nerve, driving him wild.
“Husband, I’ll call you, I’ll call you! Husband, don’t… slow down…” Ren Yi begged through tears in his voice.
That single word, “Husband,” drove Gong Yingxian’s beastly instincts into overdrive. He had long wanted Ren Yi to call him that but had been too embarrassed to ask. Now that his wish had finally come true, his love and desire for Ren Yi grew so intense that he wished the entire world would disappear, leaving only the two of them to continue until the end of time.
He stood up while holding Ren Yi, actually walking toward the sofa step by step without withdrawing.
The full weight of Ren Yi’s body rested between Gong Yingxian’s arms. Gong Yingxian loosened his hold slightly, allowing Ren Yi’s body to sink lower. The shaft penetrated to a depth neither of them had experienced before, bringing Ren Yi so much pleasure that he nearly passed out. He couldn’t help touching his lower abdomen, almost as though he could feel the entire shape of that enormous shaft through his skin.
Gong Yingxian continued fucking Ren Yi while standing until the latter was nearly dead from exhaustion. Then he pressed him against the back of the sofa and drove into him fiercely from behind. Ren Yi’s rear passage was overflowing with moisture, muddy and soft, which only stimulated Gong Yingxian further. His hips moved as though powered by a motor, fast, heavy, and fierce, pounding into the honeyed entrance that had ensnared him and driving Ren Yi to cry out obscenely again and again, until he even forgot who he was.
As he thrust, Gong Yingxian bent down and whispered in Ren Yi’s ear, “Your husband will… will fuck you hard, until you… come. I’ll come inside you too, all of it… I’ll put every last drop inside you. And if there’s no room left, I’ll come in your mouth. Is… is that how you say it? Ren Yi, my Ren Yi…”
“Good, good. Yingxian, husband, come… make me come…” Ren Yi shouted incoherently.
“Ren Yi, Ren Yi.” Gong Yingxian called his name uncontrollably, his voice filled with deep affection and possessiveness. “You’re mine. Mine alone. Every part of you belongs to me. Mine.”
“Yours, yours…” Ren Yi felt a surging current in his lower abdomen. Under Gong Yingxian’s fierce pounding, he really did lose control, and a hot stream burst forth.
His sensitivity multiplied at the moment of climax. Ren Yi clenched his rear passage, trying to stop the unbearable stimulation, but Gong Yingxian had never been one to let him off so easily. He was gripping Gong Yingxian so tightly that it was practically an invitation to go harder. The front was spilling over, while the back continued to be relentlessly penetrated. Ren Yi was driven into a state of delirium, his voice hoarse from crying out.
No one knew how much time had passed before Gong Yingxian finally came for the first time, keeping his word and releasing every last drop deep inside Ren Yi.
Ren Yi’s legs were weak and unsteady, and he was about to topple sideways when Gong Yingxian caught him with one arm. He then lifted Ren Yi into his arms, carried him around the sofa, and laid him down on the thick, soft cashmere rug.
Ren Yi lay facedown on the rug, so exhausted that he could barely move. Milky-white semen trickled down the insides of his thighs, and his entrance had been stretched into a small opening that refused to close, leaving him in a complete mess.
Gong Yingxian held Ren Yi in his arms, kissed his back, and licked away every drop of sweat. Beneath this tender affection, the next eruption of passion was already building.
Ren Yi’s mind was still hazy. The repeated climaxes had consumed most of his strength and awareness. But when he felt another hard, hot object pressing against his lower back, he shuddered in fright.
Knowing perfectly well that there was no way he could escape at this point, Ren Yi still instinctively tried to push Gong Yingxian away. “Don’t. I can’t take any more…”
Gong Yingxian held him tightly, his tone lazy with satisfaction. “The night is still young.”
“No… I’m hungry, Yingxian. I really can’t do this anymore…” Ren Yi used the last of his strength to break free of Gong Yingxian’s embrace and crawled forward on his knees across the rug.
Gong Yingxian leaned over him, his tall frame covering Ren Yi. Then, all of a sudden, there was a click.
Ren Yi froze.
A pair of silver handcuffs had fastened him to the leg of the coffee table?!
“You…” Ren Yi made a disbelieving sound.
Gong Yingxian lifted his hips, spread his buttocks apart, and thrust back inside. His shaft plunged all the way in, making Ren Yi tremble all over and whimper incessantly.
“Weren’t you the one who asked me to punish you? You asked for this.” Gong Yingxian bit Ren Yi’s ear and began moving again.
Ren Yi was speechless with frustration. He cursed himself for always forgetting the pain as soon as his wounds healed. Why was he such a masochist, always teasing this beast? He tried to appeal to Gong Yingxian’s sympathy. “Baby, I’m hungry. Let me eat something, please. Mm… let me… let me rest a little.”
“You said… you wanted me to come in your mouth.” Gong Yingxian smiled faintly. “Wasn’t that what you said? Are you still hungry?”
“You fucking bastard! Ahhh…” Ren Yi cried out between gasps. “Y-You let me go, Yingxian… I don’t want any more…”
“Stop struggling.” Gong Yingxian stroked Ren Yi’s wrist. “You’ll damage your skin.”
Ren Yi wanted to curse him again, but the words were shattered by Gong Yingxian’s thrusts as he was relentlessly fucked beneath him, dragged without limit into a sea of desire and left to drown in it completely.
That night, the two of them made love wildly on the chair, on the sofa, on the rug, on the table, on the stairs, in the kitchen, and in all the shared spaces where people usually came and went. They changed positions and tried different things, utterly shameless and completely unrestrained. They were like two beasts that had lost their minds, rolling and entwining together naked, as though determined to drain every drop of bodily fluid, every moan, and every last trace of reason from each other.
They loved each other, body and soul, from every strand of hair to every drop of tears. Their love was so intense that no matter how they joined together or how they expressed themselves, they could never fully convey it. Fortunately, they had an entire lifetime ahead of them to explain it, little by little.