His fingers traced their way up from his lower abdomen, moving through the soft pubic hair with no discernible rhythm, accidentally tugging at his sensitive spot and causing his to wince. He merely grunted in response, his voice betraying no pain, but rather a suppressed excitement. Xu Yang tremblingly grasped the fully erect member between his legs. At that moment, his entire body trembled, and the closed gate trembled with him. The two sticky, clinging bodies tensed their muscles, as if they could reach orgasm through friction alone.
Bi Yuan was impatient. Holding Xu Yang wasn’t enough, nor was kissing him. He wanted to immediately penetrate Xu Yang’s buttocks, then cling tightly to this skinny man and toss and turn with him on the bed.
He wanted to reach for the bedside table to see if there was any lubricant inside, but he couldn’t bear to let go of Xu Yang. In his desperation, Bi Yuan impatiently grabbed Xu Yang’s wrist, which was holding his erection, and began moving it up and down rapidly. He repeatedly kissed Xu Yang’s lips, panting and saying, “Help me!” After speaking, he arched his body over Xu Yang and stretched his hand to reach for his bedside table.
Unfortunately, after searching for a while, he couldn’t find any lubricant.
Closed Wall was so frustrated his eyes were red. He looked down at Xu Yang, who was diligently masturbating him, then exerted force with his arms to lift Xu Yang off the bed and flip him over to lie face-down on the bed.
Xu Yang was confused and didn’t know what was happening. He was positioned on his knees by Bi Yuan, and when he looked down, he saw the thing that had been hitting his stomach swinging shamelessly with Bi Yuan’s movements. At that moment, his entire head felt hot, and he couldn’t help but reach out to grab it. Just as he grabbed it and before he could move, he felt a heavy weight on his back as Bi Yuan’s broad chest pressed against him. A hot penis squeezed between his buttocks, rubbing against the flesh of his butt crack, twitching and rubbing inside his butt crack.
A sound of unbearable desire escaped his throat, as if someone had grabbed his throat. Xu Yang gasped repeatedly. Bi Yuan’s large hands wrapped around his, their palms overlapping between his legs, rubbing the once swaying object until it was wet and slippery.
Xu Yang knelt halfway, one hand braced on the bed, the other gripping his own penis and rapidly jerking it. Pleasure took hold, his entire back pressed against Bi Yuan’s chest and abdomen, his buttocks also rubbed wet by Bi Yuan’s large member. He shamelessly begged in his mind for the pleasure to come even more fiercely.
“Xu Yang… Yang Yang…” The closed wall wrapped his arms tightly around Xu Yang’s waist, clinging to him like a piece of adhesive tape. The sticky prostate fluid oozed out from the soft tip, and his hips kept thrusting into Xu Yang’s butt crack, rubbing against the wrinkled area. With a little force, he could push the tip inside.
His buttocks were suddenly stretched open, and Xu Yang, lost in self-pleasure, couldn’t help but gasp in surprise, lifting his head. His trembling wrists stopped involuntarily, gripping the unsatisfied object tightly, while his anus contracted tightly, feeling a hot, flesh-like object already inside. Xu Yang’s entire body was burning with desire, spreading his legs lewdly as he waited for something else to be forced into the opened space behind him.
In previous encounters with the wall, Xu Yang felt like an object being toyed with. Whether it was the fingers inserted into his buttocks for lubrication or the hands groping his body, there was no end to the eroticism. But now the two were like animals in heat, with no tedious foreplay or elaborate teasing, only primal desire, their minds filled with nothing but shameless indulgence.
“I can’t hold back anymore…” Closing his hands around Xu Yang’s waist, Bi Yuan couldn’t bear it anymore. Without time to find lubricant, he lifted Xu Yang’s buttocks slightly, as if searching for the right position. Before Xu Yang could react, the head of his penis had already entered, thrusting firmly into his buttocks.
Throughout the process, Xu Yang dared not breathe, his mouth slightly open as he gasped for air. With each inch Chen Yuan entered, Xu Yang grew more tense, the process long and unbearable. Without proper lubrication, the penis was inserted using only a small amount of viscous prostate fluid. Every inch it pushed in felt like it was stimulating every nerve in his anus. A sensation of “if I don’t tighten my buttocks, I won’t be able to endure it” kept rising from that area.
It was too dry, a bit swollen, and a bit painful, but Xu Yang’s senses felt like they were bound to the closed gate’s fierce, wolf-like object. It was as if it had a radar, amplifying his pleasure infinitely whenever it touched or moved.
Finally, after the entire length was inserted, both of them let out a satisfied sigh of relief.
He wanted to move. The sensation of his entire penis being enveloped by intestinal flesh was too wonderful. It felt as if it were consciously pleasing him, like a baby suckling milk, contracting continuously from the moment it entered. The base, near the pubic hair, pressed tightly against Xu Yang’s buttocks. It was warm and moist, and the muscles around the anal opening clenched tightly…
“Yangyang, move a little.” His throat was dry, and his voice sounded like that of a traveler in the desert, dry and hoarse. However, while the traveler was driven by the desire to survive, he was motivated by an intense sense of pleasure.
“Hm?” With something already inserted into his buttocks, Xu Yang felt an overwhelming urge to twist his hips. But when he heard the man tell him to move, his mind couldn’t process it immediately. One hand still gripped his own genitalia, while his buttocks felt like ants were biting him. Before he could process the meaning of “closed walls,” he felt the man’s hot breath on his ear, and his buttocks involuntarily clenched tightly, causing him to cry out, “Ah!”
It was too full. His buttocks were tightening around another man’s penis, and the feeling was too shameful. Xu Yang wildly twisted his waist, which was tightly gripped by the other man, but this only made the man go wild, thrusting forward with all his strength while still fully inside him.
It can’t go any deeper! It can’t go in any further! Xu Yang frowned and screamed inwardly, but in the eyes of the man, he looked like he was in a state of lust. There was an emotion swelling inside his chest, about to burst out and overflow.
This was the first time the two of them had experienced the beauty of mutual consent so deeply. Their bodies twisted and rolled on the bed, exploring each other’s bodies. The act of “entering the other’s body” and “opening the body to receive” finally unfolded naturally.
Bi Yuan began to move slightly inside Xu Yang’s buttocks, pulling his penis out a little before thrusting it back in forcefully. Each penetration brought the friction of the intestines against Xu Yang’s prostate, causing him to forget about masturbation and movement, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, emitting fragmented moans of “Ah ah.”
This sound, heard by Bi Yuan, was like an aphrodisiac, giving his waist more strength. Finally, he thrust himself in faster and harder, one thrust after another.
The position shifted from behind to face-to-face, their lower abdomens pressed together, thighs wrapped around each other’s sides. Body fluids rubbed and slapped against one another, leaving a ring of creamy white foam between their thighs, soaking the dark bedsheet and coating the hair in their private areas with a sticky residue. The sensitive glands inside were occasionally brushed by the closed walls, and the electric-like pleasure made Xu Yang’s body shake uncontrollably. His buttocks clenched the closed walls’ heat even more forcefully, seeking to bring himself more pleasure.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Perhaps dissatisfied with Xu Yang’s casual teasing, the closed gate deliberately pressed his lips against Xu Yang’s ear, whispering hoarsely into it. Feeling Xu Yang tremble uncontrollably from the erotic words, the closed gate smiled satisfactorily and thrust even harder inside Xu Yang’s body, trembling along with him.
Xu Yang wrapped his arms around Bi Yuan’s neck, his lips pressed against Bi Yuan’s ear, each breath and moan echoing into Bi Yuan’s ears, striking his rapidly beating heart, prompting him to thrust harder into Xu Yang’s body, feeling the tight embrace and smooth texture. Bi Yuan couldn’t help but follow Xu Yang’s rhythm, breathing heavily in a hoarse voice.
The two had never been so indulgent in their desires, nor had they moved so primally as they did tonight. They clung tightly to each other, without any more techniques or positions, without any words of seduction, a boy who was no longer a novice to desire, and a woman who had long since outgrown her youth. Yet they moved as if tasting the sweetness of love for the first time, lost in the primal rhythm, unaware of the passing hours or their surroundings.
Xu Yang was held tightly in Bi Yuan’s arms like a child, feeling the sweet sensation of Bi Yuan’s dry lips kissing the skin behind his ear. After a night of turmoil, their bodies felt like branches and leaves that had been parched for days and finally quenched with water, limp and lazy as they stretched out. Their minds couldn’t think clearly, nor did they want to sort things out. Both of them closed their eyes contentedly, letting drowsiness slowly fill their brains.
Regardless of how the sheets beneath them had been torn and crumpled, whether they were wrinkled and uncomfortable for both himself and Xu Yang to sleep on, or whether the bodily fluids they had released were still sticky and clinging here and there, he held Xu Yang tightly in his arms as he began to drift off, pressing his chest firmly against his smooth back.
Thump, thump…
It was unclear whether the heartbeat was his own or Xu Yang’s, or perhaps the two hearts, housed in different chests, had gradually synchronized, their rhythms slowly aligning and merging into one.
Amid the gradually steadying heartbeat, accompanied by Xu Yang’s breathing as he began to drift into sleep, a emotion Xu Yang hadn’t even anticipated began to sprout slowly within him, waiting for the day it could break through the surface.
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