No one could change that much in just a few short months. He’d only been forcing himself just now, making sure he didn’t show any weakness. Letting all those words he’d buried in his heart finally spill out had felt great, but Huang Qi was still Huang Zifeng’s dad. And now he was not only living with Huang Zifeng, he’d gone and fallen in love with him. What was he supposed to do from here?
He rubbed at his aching temples and pushed the question aside, a vague sense already forming that he and Huang Zifeng were never going to have a real future.
When he reached the door to the apartment, he paused to steady himself before opening it. Inside, unlike the cold outside, it was warm and cozy like summer. He looked up and saw Huang Zifeng sitting lazily on the sofa, and it was like his soul had just been soothed; he immediately broke into a smile. “You’re not playing games anymore? Are you hungry? I’ll start cooking right away.”
He changed his shoes, took off his down jacket and sweater, then went into the bedroom to switch into a thin pair of lounge pants. When he came back out, he saw that Huang Zifeng was still in the same spot, crooking a finger at him.
Lin Qing hurried over. He’d meant to sit beside him, but Huang Zifeng reached out, gave him a tug, and pulled him down to sit on his lap. The young man lowered his head, peering through the gap of Lin Qing’s collar at that pair of swollen tits. Because he wasn’t wearing a bra, the flesh was perky, but the cleavage in the middle wasn’t all that deep. The two bright red nipples were pushing up against the fabric, making two little peaks that looked downright obscene.
Huang Zifeng pinched his nipples through the cloth, his tone lazy with a hint of amusement. “Where’d you go?”
Lin Qing froze for a second. Thinking about how he’d just gone to see his father—and that it had been to end things once and for all—he felt too awkward to say it out loud, so he told a little lie. “I went to teach a class.”
Huang Zifeng met his eyes, his gaze soft. “Funny, I remember you weren’t supposed to have class today.”
“Ah… it was added last minute.”
“Really?”
Lin Qing swallowed nervously and forced himself to answer, “Yeah, really.”
Huang Zifeng idly toyed with those two hard little tips through the fabric. After a soft “oh,” the smile faded from his face. All of a sudden, Lin Qing felt his presence turn terrifying. There was no expression on his face at all, yet Lin Qing’s chest tightened painfully. He stammered, “W-what’s wrong?”
Huang Zifeng’s lips curled, a smile in his eyes, but that smile carried a heavy pressure, and his tone was cool. “Nothing. I just thought maybe you were out cheating on me.”
Lin Qing jumped. “Cheating? I—I’d never…”
The young man cupped one of his tits in one hand, kneading it slow and unhurried. “Mm. So how are you gonna prove it?” He licked the corner of his mouth, his expression darkening. “If you weren’t cheating, then why lie to me?”
“I…I…” Lin Qing was scared out of his wits, and in his panic he blurted everything out. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to lie. I went to see Mr. Huang today. He’s been calling and texting me nonstop these past few months, saying he wanted to talk, so I finally went today. I swear we only talked for a bit, it wasn’t even fifteen minutes before it was over. I lied to you because I didn’t want to bring it up. He’s your dad, I was afraid you’d overthink…”
Huang Zifeng let out a quiet laugh. “You’re that scared I’ll overthink just because you ‘talked for a bit’? So I’m not supposed to know what you two talked about? Did he go looking for you to get back together?”
Lin Qing shook his head at once. “No. When we broke up, I told him I’d cheated too. He really cared about who it was and kept asking me. Today he just wanted to ask me that again.”
“Oh, so that’s how it is.” Huang Zifeng brushed his thumb over the corner of his mouth. “So did you tell him? Who you cheated with?”
Lin Qing blanked. “I…I didn’t…”
“Why not?” His fingertip wandered over those rosy lips. There wasn’t much pressure in Huang Zifeng’s gaze now; there was even a lazy air about him, like he was just asking what Lin Qing had for lunch.
The touch made Lin Qing’s lips itch, and he almost wanted to suck that finger into his mouth and really lick it. He forced himself to focus. “It’d affect you, wouldn’t it? He’s your dad…”
“Tsk, you sure it’s me this would affect, and not you?”
Lin Qing couldn’t make sense of what he meant and just stared at him helplessly.
Huang Zifeng’s lips curved up, his voice light and gentle. “Aren’t you just looking for a chance to get back together with him, that’s why you won’t tell him the truth? If he found out the person you cheated with was his son, he definitely wouldn’t be clinging to you like this right now, would he?”
“I didn’t…”
“And it’s already been months. If you really wanted to avoid him, all you had to do was change your number. Why make it so complicated? Tsk, no wonder half the time I call you I can’t get through. I guess that’s when my dad’s calling you, huh? So? Doesn’t it feel fucking good? The man who used to barely give you the time of day is now calling and texting you every day. Uncle Lin, you really enjoy that feeling, don’t you?”
Lin Qing was completely thrown by his words. “I really don’t. I didn’t change my number because I already gave it to all my students’ parents. Changing it out of nowhere would be a huge hassle. I really don’t want to get back together with Mr. Huang, Zifeng, you have to believe me.”
Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh. “You know, from the moment you lied to me, you lost the right to ask me to believe you. And I already gave you a chance. Also, I fucking hate hearing you call him ‘Mr. Huang.’ You two lived together for six years. Isn’t it weird to call him that? Or is that just another form of intimacy between you?”
His attitude had Lin Qing so anxious he was on the verge of tears. “Zifeng, I really didn’t mean to lie. I only still call him that out of habit, that’s all. It doesn’t mean anything special.”
“Out of habit? Heh…” Huang Zifeng pushed him aside and headed for the bedroom. “Lies deserve punishment, Uncle Lin. If you want me to believe you, then come with me. Otherwise, you can leave.”
Lin Qing went blank for a second, like he’d fallen into an ice cellar. Was the boy telling him to go? They’d been so sweet just this morning, kissing over breakfast, and in just a few hours everything had turned upside down?
But the boy had given him another option. As long as he went into the bedroom with him… if he accepted the punishment, did that mean he wouldn’t have to leave?
Lin Qing followed the boy toward the bedroom like a puppet, moving mechanically. There was a voice in his head telling him he should leave. Even if they got past this, there was no future for them. Better to cut his losses now. But his legs seemed to have a will of their own and only wanted to follow behind the boy. No matter if he was leading him into a dragon’s den or straight to hell, his steps didn’t hesitate for even a second.
The bedroom looked exactly the same as it had when Lin Qing left that morning, which made him let out a quiet breath of relief. Huang Zifeng stood by the bed, arms folded, lazily watching him. “Take off your clothes. All of them.”
Lin Qing’s whole body trembled, but when he saw the unyielding look on the boy’s face, he reached out and slowly peeled off his shirt and pants, baring that beautiful body completely. Huang Zifeng picked up the white briefs he’d just taken off and lifted them to his nose for a sniff. “What a filthy smell. Don’t tell me the second you saw your Mr. Huang, you got so worked up you started dripping?”
Lin Qing shook his head at once. “No, it was from this morning, when I was kissing you.”
Huang Zifeng’s expression stayed flat; it was impossible to tell if he believed him or not. “Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Without hesitating, Lin Qing lay down on the soft mattress and opened his thighs as wide as they would go, fully exposing those two lewd holes. Huang Zifeng pulled a box out from under the bed and opened it, took out two thick ropes, tied a loop in each, and fastened them tight around Lin Qing’s pale ankles, securing the other ends to the bedframe.
The bed was a European-style wrought-iron frame, and once the ropes were tied off, his legs were bound wide apart. Lin Qing stared helplessly at the boy’s practiced movements, a plea slipping out of him. “Zifeng…”
Huang Zifeng gave him a gentle smile. “Uncle Lin doesn’t want to accept punishment? I’ll give you one last chance to back out. If you tell me you don’t want this, I’ll let you go right now and I won’t bother you again.”
Lin Qing bit his lip and murmured, “I never said I didn’t want it…”
“Heh…” Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh, then took a pair of handcuffs from the box. He pulled Lin Qing’s arms up over his head, crossing them, and cuffed them to the bars at the head of the bed.
Now Lin Qing was lying there with his legs spread wide and his whole body exposed. The bedroom wasn’t cold, even though he didn’t have a stitch on. But the shame of being laid out like a slab of meat on a butcher’s block tormented him, making his entire body flush uncontrollably pink. “This is so embarrassing… Zifeng, let me go, please?”
Huang Zifeng looked at him, eyes crinkling with a bright smile. “You think so?”
Lin Qing was most afraid of him looking like that. He bit his lip and didn’t dare say another word. Huang Zifeng grabbed a pillow and slid it under his waist, adjusting his lower body into a position that made it easy to thrust into. Lin Qing hadn’t had sex in two days, and just thinking of Huang Zifeng’s huge cock made his hungry holes clench twice, his body heating up even more.
He desperately wanted Huang Zifeng to strip him bare, lick every inch of his body, then thrust that thick cock into both of his slick, filthy openings, pounding them until they were stretched wide and couldn't close, before filling them to the brim with cum.
But Huang Zifeng merely sat down beside him. He extended a single finger and slowly traced it up the inside of his pale, slender thigh, until it came to rest on the cock that had yet to fully harden.
The pad of his finger just pressed lightly against the sensitive tip, and that half-hard cock instantly sprang to attention, perking up and happily drooling slick from the slit, begging for more pleasure. But that finger moved away again, sliding into the thick pubic hair, then slowly parting it to reveal the hole underneath, already drooling lewd slick. “Such a slutty little hole. Just a touch and you’re already dripping. With a body this filthy, you really didn’t, the second you saw your Mr. Huang, get so horny you spread your own cunt and beg for his big cock to slide in and scratch your itch?”
Lin Qing’s breathing turned ragged under his teasing, and he shook his head in a panic. “No… mm… this slutty cunt’s only ever been fucked by hubby’s big cock… only ever been touched by hubby, I’ve never let anyone else fuck it…”
“Yeah?” Huang Zifeng chuckled, using his fingers to toy with those faintly trembling lips, then rubbing that sensitive clit. The little nub quickly stiffened under his touch, poking out from between the folds, quivering. “So fucking slutty. Just a little touch and your cunt’s gushing even harder.” His fingers left the clit, slowly tracing down over his perineum, then stroking that pretty, puckered ring. “He’s never fucked your cunt, but this slutty little asshole and he go way back. When you saw him, didn’t you want to stick your ass up and let him fuck it raw? I remember you two always did it from behind, right? Every time you finished stretching yourself open, you’d hold your slutty asshole apart and beg his big cock to come in. You’re really such a filthy little whore.”
Shame and humiliation burned through Lin Qing at his words, and tears spilled from his eyes. “That was all in the past… uhh… this slutty asshole now only lets hubby fuck it, please don’t say any more…”
“From where I’m sitting, you’re enjoying it just fine. Both your slutty holes are starting to leak. Are you savoring the feeling of him fucking you?”
“No… ah… no…”
Huang Zifeng got off the bed and simply hauled that big case up onto it, then slowly started picking through what was inside. Lin Qing couldn’t see what was in the box, but he could guess it was full of toys for playing with the human body, and he couldn’t help feeling a little scared. The boy’s handsome brows and eyes turned serious, making him look even more striking. His long fingers sifted for a while through the brightly colored toys, then first picked out two pink vibrating eggs about the size of a thumb. He tore off two strips of tape and stuck them onto Lin Qing’s bright red, stiff nipples.
His nipples rubbed against the smooth surface of the eggs and grew even harder. Once they were fixed in place, Huang Zifeng flipped the switches on, and the eggs immediately let out a faint buzzing sound, vibrating rapidly.
“Ah… so fast… ah… feels so good…” The pleasure from the vibrating eggs was different from being sucked and licked; it was more direct, more intense. Lin Qing had never played with any sex toys before, and his first time naturally left him unable to handle it. His body twisted and squirmed under the onslaught of pleasure, and his two snowy white tits trembled and bounced, looking incredibly enticing.
But Huang Zifeng wasn’t moved in the slightest. He kept rummaging through the case and took out a tube of ointment, slowly unscrewed the cap, then tore off the seal. “It’s a bit strong, but since this is supposed to be punishment, I can’t exactly go easy on you.” He squeezed out some of the milky-white cream and smeared a bit along that hard, erect cock, then squeezed out a big glob and rubbed it over that filthy clit and those soft pussy lips. His movements were meticulous, as if he were completing some kind of artwork. Once both lips were thoroughly coated in the ointment, he pushed even more inside his slutty cunt.
Both of Lin Qing’s lewd holes had long since been starving for it, and the moment they swallowed down a finger, the slick inner flesh clamped down tight, sucking eagerly and wrapping around it. Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh. “So fucking enthusiastic it’s scary. Such a filthy, tight little hole, with bounce like this, you could probably take any size cock, huh?”
Lin Qing stared at him with dazed, unfocused eyes, helpless. “Hubby, it’s so itchy inside, I’m begging you to fuck this slutty pussy, fuck it and scratch the itch.”
“Hubby’s not fucking that pussy. My filthy baby didn’t listen, wasn’t good, so you deserve to be punished.”
“Uuuh… this slut swears I’ll never lie again, I’m begging hubby to spare me, it itches so bad… ah… my tits feel so good…”
Huang Zifeng rubbed half the tube of ointment into that filthy cunt, making sure that with the pillow propped under his ass, no matter how much slutty juice he leaked, it’d be hard to wash the ointment out and weaken the drug. Then he smeared the rest over that already twitching, clenching slutty asshole.
The flesh inside his guts wasn’t like the layered folds of his pussy; it was very smooth, and there wasn’t as much slick. Huang Zifeng had to be even more patient as he worked the ointment in, carefully pushing it deeper, only stopping once he was sure every inch of that intestinal flesh was coated in the aphrodisiac.
The drug kicked in fast. Lin Qing immediately sensed something was wrong with his body. Everywhere the ointment had touched burned and itched, like hundreds and thousands of ants gnawing at him all at once. Compared to the arousal lube from last time, this felt like it had been doubled; it was so unbearable he burst into tears. “It itches, hubby, this slut can’t take it, it really itches inside… I’m begging you, let that big cock come fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole, uuh… my cock itches too, I really wanna cum… ah…”
Tormented by lust, Lin Qing’s reason completely collapsed. Tears of arousal kept spilling from the corners of his eyes, and his mouth flooded with saliva that dribbled from the corner of his lips onto the sheets. He desperately clenched and squeezed both lewd holes, but it was useless. The itch inside was unbearable, and only grew worse and worse.
Watching him like this, the corner of Huang Zifeng’s mouth curled up. “Be good and endure it, filthy baby. This is the punishment you chose yourself, you can’t blame hubby for being cruel.” He lazily took a thin, slender object out of the case and slid it into that slit that was constantly leaking precum.
His slit was stretched open to the widest by pleasure, which made it easier for the urethral rod to go in. Lin Qing quickly felt that swollen, aching sensation and went pale with fright. “Ah… no… hubby, don’t put it in there… I’m begging you…”
Licking his lips in delight, Huang Zifeng said, “Hubby’s the fairest of all. Gotta treat everyone the same. Since that slutty pussy and slutty asshole don’t get any big cock, then this little dick doesn’t get to sneak a climax either.” Without the slightest hesitation, he carefully pushed that thin rod all the way in until only the little tail tip was left outside, then finally stopped.
Lin Qing really felt like he was going insane. The most sensitive spots between his legs itched like crazy. His slutty pussy kept gushing slick, but because his ass was propped up so high, none of it could actually flow out to wash that tormenting ointment away. His cock had been right on the edge of climax, but with his slit plugged, there was no way for his cum to come out. The vibrators on his nipples were still buzzing nonstop, sending wave after wave of pleasure through him; compared to the burning itch in his lower body, it only made the rest of him even more starved and desperate. “Ah… it itches… I’m going crazy… hubby, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have lied, I shouldn’t have gone to see my ex… uuh… I’m begging you, give this slut your big cock… please shove that big cock in, fuck this slutty hole inside out, fuck it to pieces… ah… it itches so bad…”
He twisted and writhed all over from the torment, but with all four limbs bound, there was no way to ease that itch at all. His legs were spread so wide by the ropes that he couldn’t even properly squeeze those two slutty holes shut no matter how hard he tried.
Huang Zifeng picked through the things in the case, then finally closed it back up. “Since it’s your first offense, I won’t go too hard on you. Slutty baby, are you hungry? How about hubby goes and makes you something to eat?”
Lin Qing shook his head in a panic. “Hubby, don’t go… I’m begging you, just fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole once, it really itches so bad inside…”
Huang Zifeng gently kissed his lips. “Once hubby’s done cooking, I’ll come fuck you. But hubby’s a newbie in the kitchen, and we don’t have much at home, so I’ve gotta hit the supermarket first. Once everything’s done it’ll be about two hours. Slutty baby, you’ll just have to bear with it.”
“Uuh… no… no… hubby, don’t go…” Snot and tears streamed down Lin Qing’s face as he watched that tall young man in despair, watched him walk over to the wardrobe to change. He took off his loungewear, revealing his solid upper body and that already fully hard big cock. Lin Qing licked his lips hungrily. “Hubby… I’m begging you, give this slut your big cock… please fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole…”
Unmoved, Huang Zifeng finished getting dressed and walked out. When Lin Qing heard the door close, his tears flowed even harder. Waves of thick, scorching lust roasted him from the inside out, making sweat and slick seep from every inch of his body. Moans kept spilling from his throat as his mind filled with nothing but that thick, heavy big cock.
He had no idea how much time had passed when the sound of the door opening came from outside. A moment later, Huang Zifeng walked into the bedroom. He brought a chill in with him; after taking off his thick coat and changing into loungewear, Lin Qing stared at that now-softened cock with hazy eyes and let out a low, filthy whine. “Big cock… please, hubby, give this slut your cock…”
Once he’d changed, Huang Zifeng walked over. His cool fingers brushed over Lin Qing’s tits, sending a shiver of pleasure through him and clearing his expression a little. “Hubby? Hubby’s back… I’m begging you, this slut knows he was wrong, please forgive me, okay?”
Huang Zifeng leaned down toward his lower body. Those two starving, greedy holes were happily drooling slick, so much that they’d soaked a dark patch into the pillow beneath him. His hard cock was so swollen it’d turned purplish. Out of the goodness of his heart, Huang Zifeng rubbed at his hole for him; the moment his middle finger slid in just a little, it was clamped down tight from all sides by that restless, gulping flesh, squirming nonstop around him. When he pulled out, a clear string of slick followed his finger. He smeared that slick over Lin Qing’s lips, eyes holding a smile that brooked no argument. “No can do. I still haven’t finished cooking. Slutty baby, hang in there a bit longer. I know you can take it.”
He walked out of the bedroom without a second thought and went to the kitchen to wash vegetables and start cooking. From the bedroom came an endless stream of moans, sometimes high, sometimes low. All kinds of filthy phrases tumbled out of Lin Qing’s mouth—“big cock,” “fuck me,” “slutty pussy itches so bad,” “I wanna cum so bad,” and the like. Huang Zifeng’s big cock had long since been called hard by him, but he still forced himself to endure it and calmly kept cooking.
He deliberately dragged things out, and by the time he’d finished three dishes and a soup, nearly another two hours had gone by. When he went back into the bedroom, the person on the bed didn’t have a single dry spot left on his body—if it wasn’t sweat, it was slick, and there were tears and drool on top of that. The sheets were soaked through with his fluids. The bullet vibes on his two slutty nipples were still buzzing, shaking those two mounds of flesh into a lewd, tender pink.
Seeing that the timing was about right, Huang Zifeng finally took pity on him and went over to undo the ropes and handcuffs. Lin Qing watched his movements with dazed eyes, still mumbling “big cock fuck this slut” under his breath. It wasn’t until Huang Zifeng picked him up that he realized this wasn’t a dream or a fantasy. Ignoring the numb ache in his hands, he hurried to fumble with Huang Zifeng’s pants, freed that big cock, then spread his own hole open and sank down on it.
“Nn, you’re so fucking slutty.” Huang Zifeng hadn’t expected him to move that fast. Caught off guard, he was shoved down onto the bed, and that filthy little cunt dropped right down on him, taking him to the hilt in one go.
“Ah… finally got hubby’s big cock, feels so good, so fucking good…” That unbearably itchy, needy hole was ruthlessly split open by his big cock, waves of pleasure crashing through him. Lin Qing tipped his head back, bracing both hands on that solid chest as he bounced up and down nonstop, riding that hard-won cock for all he was worth. The ache from his front reminded him of the rod jammed in his urethra; feeling wronged, he wanted to pull it out, but the moment he thought of Huang Zifeng’s methods, he didn’t dare. “Hubby… please, can you take the urethral rod out? It hurts, this slut really wants to cum…”
Seeing that he hadn’t dared to act on his own, Huang Zifeng thought his training was finally starting to pay off. The corner of his mouth curled up as he kindly reached out to toy with the end of the urethral rod. “If hubby helps you take it out, what are you supposed to say to hubby?”
Still working his slutty hole up and down on that big cock, Lin Qing answered, “Nn, I have to thank hubby, beg hubby to help me take it out…”
“Mmh, my little slutty baby’s so good.” Huang Zifeng finally began to slowly pull that thin rod out. Lin Qing’s urge to cum had been blocked for over two hours; the moment his slit was freed, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Thick cum spurted out in heavy bursts. “Ah… I’m cumming, this slut’s cumming… feels so good…” Even after he came, the speed of his bouncing on that big cock didn’t slow at all. That cunt-meat, gone soft from being soaked in slick, clung tight around the big cock, sucking it in. He lifted his ass quickly, then slammed it back down hard, making sure every single time that he swallowed that big cock all the way into his filthy little cunt. “Feels so good… my slutty pussy feels so good getting fucked by this big cock… so good… hubby’s cock is so big… ah… my slutty asshole itches too… really want hubby’s big cock there…” His asshole itched like crazy, drooling slick nonstop, but his slutty hole in front still hadn’t had enough of that big cock and couldn’t bear to let it go. Tormented, Lin Qing kept working that cock in and out, wanting to let his slutty asshole have a turn, but his greedy cunt refused to give it up.
He bit his lip and looked at Huang Zifeng in embarrassment. “Hubby, can you use your fingers to fuck this slut’s asshole a bit, help this slut scratch the itch…”
Huang Zifeng grabbed his big ass and kindly pushed a finger into that wet, soft hole. The itchy, needy gut-meat clenched down all at once, desperately sucking that finger deeper inside.
“Mm… one finger’s not enough, please, hubby, put a few more fingers in…” Burned clean through by lust, Lin Qing had long since lost his mind. Shameless and reckless, he begged this boy who was a full twelve years younger than him to satisfy his filthy desires. Huang Zifeng smacked his ass hard. “You really are such a filthy little slut.” With that, he pushed in two more fingers along with the first.
Three fingers still couldn’t match the thickness and length of that big cock, but they at least took the edge off the itch in his starving slutty asshole. With his other hand, Huang Zifeng started jerking his cock for him, and with the bullet vibrator still buzzing nonstop on his nipples, all four of his sensitive spots were being worked at once, leaving his whole body awash in pleasure.
Very soon, his cock spurted another thick load. Both of his hungry holes clenched down, and his slutty pussy started working that huge cock even faster. “Ah… my slutty pussy’s about to cum too… feels so good… hubby’s big cock is so hard… it feels so fucking good ramming around inside my slutty pussy…” His movements were fast and vicious, driving that big cock’s head into an unbelievable depth. Before, getting pounded that deep would always hurt a little, but now there was nothing but endless pleasure. He rode that big cock and slammed it hard right at that spot; very quickly, something inside was forced open, and a huge gush of fluid sprayed out. “Mm… I squirted, my slutty pussy got fucked so hard by this big cock I squirted…”
Huang Zifeng felt his cock sink into that little mouth again. That mouth sucked tight around the head, almost milking his cum right out. Annoyed, he slapped Lin Qing’s plump ass. “That slutty pussy sure knows how to suck. Did hubby fuck you all the way into your womb or something? Why is there so much juice?”
“Mm… this slut doesn’t have a womb… feels so good… my cock’s getting hard again, I wanna cum again, please hubby, hurry up and work me over… oh… my nipples feel so good too…” Lin Qing was moving almost purely on instinct now. After squirting, his slutty hole automatically clenched and sucked around that thick, heavy cock. Only after a long while did the rush of orgasm slowly ebb away.
He finally deigned to pull that big cock out of his slutty pussy, then pried away Huang Zifeng’s fingers from his asshole. Lining his filthy little asshole up with that cock that was still thick and rock hard, he dropped down hard. “Ah… so good… my asshole’s getting that big cock too…”
The gut-juice inside got fucked right out and splattered all over the sheets. Huang Zifeng brought his fingers, slick with intestinal fluid, up to Lin Qing’s mouth. Lin Qing immediately stuck out his tongue and licked those long fingers clean. “Ungrateful little slut. Now that you’ve got a big cock, you don’t want hubby’s fingers anymore.”
“Mm… that’s ’cause hubby’s big cock tastes better…” Lin Qing coaxed him with little kisses on his lips. Huang Zifeng didn’t mind at all, and French-kissed him, savoring the fishy taste in his mouth.
Lin Qing rocked his body in a steady rhythm, riding the man’s cock. His two pink-tinted mounds of breast-flesh bounced up and down, and drool spilled from the corner of his mouth, running down his chin and dripping onto his tits. Under the light, it gleamed with a filthy, decadent shine. “Feels so good, hubby’s fucking this slut so good… oh… so big…” He reached up and yanked off the bullet vibrators on his nipples, then impatiently grabbed one swollen, rock-hard nipple and pressed it to Huang Zifeng’s lips. “Please, hubby, suck my nipple for me, it itches so bad…”
Staring at that tender, tempting nipple, Huang Zifeng couldn’t help but take it into his mouth and suck hard. Lin Qing felt like his very soul was being sucked out; his ass bounced harder and harder on that cock, and his filthy little asshole was actually about to cum.
Right then, a cell phone suddenly started ringing off to the side. Huang Zifeng let that slutty nipple slip from his mouth, dug his phone out of his pants pocket, and when he saw the caller ID on the screen, he suddenly smiled.
Lin Qing didn’t notice any of this. He was still using that slutty asshole, fucked deep red, to obscenely work that thick, sturdy cock, moaning lewdly nonstop.
Supporting the slim waist of the person on top of him, Huang Zifeng hit the answer button—and even turned on the speaker.
Huang Qi’s voice came through from the other end. “Zifeng, did you ask what I told you to ask?”
Hearing Huang Qi’s voice, Lin Qing froze, and his body stopped moving. Watching him, Huang Zifeng spoke into the phone, “You mean asking where Uncle Lin’s living now?”
Lin Qing jumped in fright. His back hole clenched tight, and his front pussy actually squirted out another gush of slick. They’re talking about me? So Huang Zifeng knows I went to see Huang Qi because of this?
Huang Qi said, “Yeah. I’ve asked him several times, but he never answered. You two used to live together, and you seemed to get along pretty well. You’re the younger one too, so I thought if you asked him, he might tell you.”
Leisurely blowing a breath over the tender, flushed nipple in front of him, then flicking it with his tongue, Huang Zifeng finally said, “Mm, I did ask.”
“Then did he tell you?” Huang Qi asked anxiously.
Huang Zifeng didn’t answer right away. Instead, he snapped his hips up hard and pushed Lin Qing down with his big hand. His big cock drove into that slutty asshole to an unbelievable depth, grinding right over the sweet spot inside. Lin Qing couldn’t hold back a filthy moan.
That sound naturally reached Huang Qi’s ears as well. His tone held a trace of confusion. “Zifeng, what are you doing?”
Ignoring the question, Huang Zifeng tossed the phone aside and started pounding the body in his arms. He fucked Lin Qing until he was spilling a string of moans. His slutty asshole was slick and slippery inside, and getting reamed by that big cock made wet “squelch, squelch” noises that were all carried, loud and clear, through the phone’s speaker to the person listening on the other end.
“Zifeng?” Huang Qi called again, even more puzzled.
“Dad, wait just a sec.” Huang Zifeng swung his huge cock with force, ramming it viciously into that filthy asshole. Lin Qing was fucked stupid; his cock swelled, and he actually got milked into cumming again. Even after he shot, the cock in his ass didn’t let him go, hammering his sweet spot over and over. What little reason he had left told him to hold back his voice, but his body’s reactions were completely out of his control. High, broken moans kept spilling from his throat, his cock trembled, and another stream of liquid spurted out—not cum this time, but piss.
He’d actually been fucked until he lost control.
“Ah… ah… too fast… hubby…” Lin Qing was fucked so hard he couldn’t even remember Huang Qi existed. His voice shook as he started to beg for mercy.
Huang Zifeng was about to hit his own limit. He sped up, pistoning in and out of that dripping cunt. “Slut, if I don’t go fast, how am I supposed to satisfy you? Mm, so tight, squeezing so good. I’m gonna cum in you—slut, take all your hubby’s thick cum.”
“Ah… ah… okay…”
Thick spurts of cum blasted into the very deepest part of his guts. Lin Qing was fucked into a mind‑shattering climax; not only was his slutty asshole completely satisfied, but his front pussy also gushed out another big wave of slick.
After Huang Zifeng finished cumming, he didn’t pull his big cock out of that intestine right away. Instead, he first picked up the phone lying to the side. Seeing the call was still connected, the corner of his mouth curled. “Dad, sorry, I had something to deal with just now.”
There was a pause on Huang Qi’s end before he finally let out a slightly rushed, flustered voice. “Mm… it’s fine.”
“I already asked Uncle Lin, but he wouldn’t tell me anything, so there’s nothing I can do.” Smiling lazily, Huang Zifeng looked down at the slutty little darling in his arms, fucked limp and boneless. Feeling that hot, soft hole twitching and squeezing around his big cock, sucking at him, he couldn’t help getting hard again. He pulled his cock out of that filthy asshole and pushed it into the soft, sloppy pussy in front. Lin Qing let out another moan as he got fucked.
“I see…” Huang Qi had obviously heard that little snippet of bed noise; his voice sounded a bit odd. “Let’s leave it there for now, then, Zifeng… and try to show some restraint with that stuff. Your studies still have to come first.”
Slowly thrusting into Lin Qing, Huang Zifeng let out a pleased laugh. “Dad, thanks for the reminder. I’m busy, talk later. Bye.” He hung up, then leaned in close to Lin Qing’s ear and chuckled softly. “Looks like you really should give up. He didn’t even recognize your moans.”
Lin Qing gave a weak little laugh, using his clenching hole to actively swallow down that big cock, then brought his own nipple to Huang Zifeng’s lips. A hungry, filthy cry spilled from his throat as they started their second round of fierce fucking.
He’d already given up a long time ago.
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No one could change that much in just a few short months. He’d only been forcing himself just now, making sure he didn’t show any weakness.
Letting all those words he’d buried in his heart finally spill out had felt great, but Huang Qi was still Huang Zifeng’s dad. And now he was not only living with Huang Zifeng, he’d gone and fallen in love with him. What was he supposed to do from here?
He rubbed at his aching temples and pushed the question aside, a vague sense already forming that he and Huang Zifeng were never going to have a real future.
When he reached the door to the apartment, he paused to steady himself before opening it. Inside, unlike the cold outside, it was warm and cozy like summer.
He looked up and saw Huang Zifeng sitting lazily on the sofa, and it was like his soul had just been soothed; he immediately broke into a smile. “You’re not playing games anymore? Are you hungry? I’ll start cooking right away.”
He changed his shoes, took off his down jacket and sweater, then went into the bedroom to switch into a thin pair of lounge pants. When he came back out, he saw that Huang Zifeng was still in the same spot, crooking a finger at him.
Lin Qing hurried over. He’d meant to sit beside him, but Huang Zifeng reached out, gave him a tug, and pulled him down to sit on his lap.
The young man lowered his head, peering through the gap of Lin Qing’s collar at that pair of swollen tits. Because he wasn’t wearing a bra, the flesh was perky, but the cleavage in the middle wasn’t all that deep. The two bright red nipples were pushing up against the fabric, making two little peaks that looked downright obscene.
Huang Zifeng pinched his nipples through the cloth, his tone lazy with a hint of amusement. “Where’d you go?”
Lin Qing froze for a second. Thinking about how he’d just gone to see his father—and that it had been to end things once and for all—he felt too awkward to say it out loud, so he told a little lie. “I went to teach a class.”
Huang Zifeng met his eyes, his gaze soft. “Funny, I remember you weren’t supposed to have class today.”
“Ah… it was added last minute.”
“Really?”
Lin Qing swallowed nervously and forced himself to answer, “Yeah, really.”
Huang Zifeng idly toyed with those two hard little tips through the fabric. After a soft “oh,” the smile faded from his face.
All of a sudden, Lin Qing felt his presence turn terrifying. There was no expression on his face at all, yet Lin Qing’s chest tightened painfully. He stammered, “W-what’s wrong?”
Huang Zifeng’s lips curled, a smile in his eyes, but that smile carried a heavy pressure, and his tone was cool. “Nothing. I just thought maybe you were out cheating on me.”
Lin Qing jumped. “Cheating? I—I’d never…”
The young man cupped one of his tits in one hand, kneading it slow and unhurried. “Mm. So how are you gonna prove it?”
He licked the corner of his mouth, his expression darkening. “If you weren’t cheating, then why lie to me?”
“I…I…” Lin Qing was scared out of his wits, and in his panic he blurted everything out. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to lie.
“I went to see Mr. Huang today. He’s been calling and texting me nonstop these past few months, saying he wanted to talk, so I finally went today.
“I swear we only talked for a bit, it wasn’t even fifteen minutes before it was over. I lied to you because I didn’t want to bring it up. He’s your dad, I was afraid you’d overthink…”
Huang Zifeng let out a quiet laugh. “You’re that scared I’ll overthink just because you ‘talked for a bit’? So I’m not supposed to know what you two talked about?
“Did he go looking for you to get back together?”
Lin Qing shook his head at once. “No. When we broke up, I told him I’d cheated too. He really cared about who it was and kept asking me. Today he just wanted to ask me that again.”
“Oh, so that’s how it is.” Huang Zifeng brushed his thumb over the corner of his mouth. “So did you tell him? Who you cheated with?”
Lin Qing blanked. “I…I didn’t…”
“Why not?”
His fingertip wandered over those rosy lips. There wasn’t much pressure in Huang Zifeng’s gaze now; there was even a lazy air about him, like he was just asking what Lin Qing had for lunch.
The touch made Lin Qing’s lips itch, and he almost wanted to suck that finger into his mouth and really lick it. He forced himself to focus. “It’d affect you, wouldn’t it? He’s your dad…”
“Tsk, you sure it’s me this would affect, and not you?”
Lin Qing couldn’t make sense of what he meant and just stared at him helplessly.
Huang Zifeng’s lips curved up, his voice light and gentle. “Aren’t you just looking for a chance to get back together with him, that’s why you won’t tell him the truth?
“If he found out the person you cheated with was his son, he definitely wouldn’t be clinging to you like this right now, would he?”
“I didn’t…”
“And it’s already been months. If you really wanted to avoid him, all you had to do was change your number. Why make it so complicated?
“Tsk, no wonder half the time I call you I can’t get through. I guess that’s when my dad’s calling you, huh?
“So? Doesn’t it feel fucking good? The man who used to barely give you the time of day is now calling and texting you every day. Uncle Lin, you really enjoy that feeling, don’t you?”
Lin Qing was completely thrown by his words. “I really don’t. I didn’t change my number because I already gave it to all my students’ parents. Changing it out of nowhere would be a huge hassle.
“I really don’t want to get back together with Mr. Huang, Zifeng, you have to believe me.”
Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh. “You know, from the moment you lied to me, you lost the right to ask me to believe you.
“And I already gave you a chance. Also, I fucking hate hearing you call him ‘Mr. Huang.’ You two lived together for six years.
“Isn’t it weird to call him that? Or is that just another form of intimacy between you?”
His attitude had Lin Qing so anxious he was on the verge of tears. “Zifeng, I really didn’t mean to lie. I only still call him that out of habit, that’s all. It doesn’t mean anything special.”
“Out of habit? Heh…” Huang Zifeng pushed him aside and headed for the bedroom. “Lies deserve punishment, Uncle Lin.
“If you want me to believe you, then come with me. Otherwise, you can leave.”
Lin Qing went blank for a second, like he’d fallen into an ice cellar. Was the boy telling him to go? They’d been so sweet just this morning, kissing over breakfast, and in just a few hours everything had turned upside down?
But the boy had given him another option. As long as he went into the bedroom with him… if he accepted the punishment, did that mean he wouldn’t have to leave?
Lin Qing followed the boy toward the bedroom like a puppet, moving mechanically. There was a voice in his head telling him he should leave.
Even if they got past this, there was no future for them. Better to cut his losses now.
But his legs seemed to have a will of their own and only wanted to follow behind the boy. No matter if he was leading him into a dragon’s den or straight to hell, his steps didn’t hesitate for even a second.
The bedroom looked exactly the same as it had when Lin Qing left that morning, which made him let out a quiet breath of relief. Huang Zifeng stood by the bed, arms folded, lazily watching him.
“Take off your clothes. All of them.”
Lin Qing’s whole body trembled, but when he saw the unyielding look on the boy’s face, he reached out and slowly peeled off his shirt and pants, baring that beautiful body completely.
Huang Zifeng picked up the white briefs he’d just taken off and lifted them to his nose for a sniff. “What a filthy smell. Don’t tell me the second you saw your Mr. Huang, you got so worked up you started dripping?”
Lin Qing shook his head at once. “No, it was from this morning, when I was kissing you.”
Huang Zifeng’s expression stayed flat; it was impossible to tell if he believed him or not. “Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Without hesitating, Lin Qing lay down on the soft mattress and opened his thighs as wide as they would go, fully exposing those two lewd holes.
Huang Zifeng pulled a box out from under the bed and opened it, took out two thick ropes, tied a loop in each, and fastened them tight around Lin Qing’s pale ankles, securing the other ends to the bedframe.
The bed was a European-style wrought-iron frame, and once the ropes were tied off, his legs were bound wide apart. Lin Qing stared helplessly at the boy’s practiced movements, a plea slipping out of him. “Zifeng…”
Huang Zifeng gave him a gentle smile. “Uncle Lin doesn’t want to accept punishment? I’ll give you one last chance to back out.
“If you tell me you don’t want this, I’ll let you go right now and I won’t bother you again.”
Lin Qing bit his lip and murmured, “I never said I didn’t want it…”
“Heh…” Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh, then took a pair of handcuffs from the box. He pulled Lin Qing’s arms up over his head, crossing them, and cuffed them to the bars at the head of the bed.
Now Lin Qing was lying there with his legs spread wide and his whole body exposed. The bedroom wasn’t cold, even though he didn’t have a stitch on.
But the shame of being laid out like a slab of meat on a butcher’s block tormented him, making his entire body flush uncontrollably pink. “This is so embarrassing… Zifeng, let me go, please?”
Huang Zifeng looked at him, eyes crinkling with a bright smile. “You think so?”
Lin Qing was most afraid of him looking like that. He bit his lip and didn’t dare say another word.
Huang Zifeng grabbed a pillow and slid it under his waist, adjusting his lower body into a position that made it easy to thrust into. Lin Qing hadn’t had sex in two days, and just thinking of Huang Zifeng’s huge cock made his hungry holes clench twice, his body heating up even more.
He desperately wanted Huang Zifeng to strip him bare, lick every inch of his body, then thrust that thick cock into both of his slick, filthy openings, pounding them until they were stretched wide and couldn't close, before filling them to the brim with cum.
But Huang Zifeng merely sat down beside him. He extended a single finger and slowly traced it up the inside of his pale, slender thigh, until it came to rest on the cock that had yet to fully harden.
The pad of his finger just pressed lightly against the sensitive tip, and that half-hard cock instantly sprang to attention, perking up and happily drooling slick from the slit, begging for more pleasure.
But that finger moved away again, sliding into the thick pubic hair, then slowly parting it to reveal the hole underneath, already drooling lewd slick. “Such a slutty little hole.
“Just a touch and you’re already dripping. With a body this filthy, you really didn’t, the second you saw your Mr. Huang, get so horny you spread your own cunt and beg for his big cock to slide in and scratch your itch?”
Lin Qing’s breathing turned ragged under his teasing, and he shook his head in a panic. “No… mm… this slutty cunt’s only ever been fucked by hubby’s big cock… only ever been touched by hubby, I’ve never let anyone else fuck it…”
“Yeah?” Huang Zifeng chuckled, using his fingers to toy with those faintly trembling lips, then rubbing that sensitive clit.
The little nub quickly stiffened under his touch, poking out from between the folds, quivering. “So fucking slutty. Just a little touch and your cunt’s gushing even harder.”
His fingers left the clit, slowly tracing down over his perineum, then stroking that pretty, puckered ring. “He’s never fucked your cunt, but this slutty little asshole and he go way back.
“When you saw him, didn’t you want to stick your ass up and let him fuck it raw? I remember you two always did it from behind, right?
“Every time you finished stretching yourself open, you’d hold your slutty asshole apart and beg his big cock to come in. You’re really such a filthy little whore.”
Shame and humiliation burned through Lin Qing at his words, and tears spilled from his eyes. “That was all in the past… uhh… this slutty asshole now only lets hubby fuck it, please don’t say any more…”
“From where I’m sitting, you’re enjoying it just fine. Both your slutty holes are starting to leak.
“Are you savoring the feeling of him fucking you?”
“No… ah… no…”
Huang Zifeng got off the bed and simply hauled that big case up onto it, then slowly started picking through what was inside. Lin Qing couldn’t see what was in the box, but he could guess it was full of toys for playing with the human body, and he couldn’t help feeling a little scared.
The boy’s handsome brows and eyes turned serious, making him look even more striking. His long fingers sifted for a while through the brightly colored toys, then first picked out two pink vibrating eggs about the size of a thumb. He tore off two strips of tape and stuck them onto Lin Qing’s bright red, stiff nipples.
His nipples rubbed against the smooth surface of the eggs and grew even harder. Once they were fixed in place, Huang Zifeng flipped the switches on, and the eggs immediately let out a faint buzzing sound, vibrating rapidly.
“Ah… so fast… ah… feels so good…” The pleasure from the vibrating eggs was different from being sucked and licked; it was more direct, more intense.
Lin Qing had never played with any sex toys before, and his first time naturally left him unable to handle it. His body twisted and squirmed under the onslaught of pleasure, and his two snowy white tits trembled and bounced, looking incredibly enticing.
But Huang Zifeng wasn’t moved in the slightest. He kept rummaging through the case and took out a tube of ointment, slowly unscrewed the cap, then tore off the seal.
“It’s a bit strong, but since this is supposed to be punishment, I can’t exactly go easy on you.”
He squeezed out some of the milky-white cream and smeared a bit along that hard, erect cock, then squeezed out a big glob and rubbed it over that filthy clit and those soft pussy lips.
His movements were meticulous, as if he were completing some kind of artwork. Once both lips were thoroughly coated in the ointment, he pushed even more inside his slutty cunt.
Both of Lin Qing’s lewd holes had long since been starving for it, and the moment they swallowed down a finger, the slick inner flesh clamped down tight, sucking eagerly and wrapping around it.
Huang Zifeng let out a soft laugh. “So fucking enthusiastic it’s scary. Such a filthy, tight little hole, with bounce like this, you could probably take any size cock, huh?”
Lin Qing stared at him with dazed, unfocused eyes, helpless. “Hubby, it’s so itchy inside, I’m begging you to fuck this slutty pussy, fuck it and scratch the itch.”
“Hubby’s not fucking that pussy. My filthy baby didn’t listen, wasn’t good, so you deserve to be punished.”
“Uuuh… this slut swears I’ll never lie again, I’m begging hubby to spare me, it itches so bad… ah… my tits feel so good…”
Huang Zifeng rubbed half the tube of ointment into that filthy cunt, making sure that with the pillow propped under his ass, no matter how much slutty juice he leaked, it’d be hard to wash the ointment out and weaken the drug.
Then he smeared the rest over that already twitching, clenching slutty asshole.
The flesh inside his guts wasn’t like the layered folds of his pussy; it was very smooth, and there wasn’t as much slick. Huang Zifeng had to be even more patient as he worked the ointment in, carefully pushing it deeper, only stopping once he was sure every inch of that intestinal flesh was coated in the aphrodisiac.
The drug kicked in fast. Lin Qing immediately sensed something was wrong with his body.
Everywhere the ointment had touched burned and itched, like hundreds and thousands of ants gnawing at him all at once. Compared to the arousal lube from last time, this felt like it had been doubled; it was so unbearable he burst into tears.
“It itches, hubby, this slut can’t take it, it really itches inside… I’m begging you, let that big cock come fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole, uuh… my cock itches too, I really wanna cum… ah…”
Tormented by lust, Lin Qing’s reason completely collapsed. Tears of arousal kept spilling from the corners of his eyes, and his mouth flooded with saliva that dribbled from the corner of his lips onto the sheets.
He desperately clenched and squeezed both lewd holes, but it was useless. The itch inside was unbearable, and only grew worse and worse.
Watching him like this, the corner of Huang Zifeng’s mouth curled up. “Be good and endure it, filthy baby.
“This is the punishment you chose yourself, you can’t blame hubby for being cruel.”
He lazily took a thin, slender object out of the case and slid it into that slit that was constantly leaking precum.
His slit was stretched open to the widest by pleasure, which made it easier for the urethral rod to go in. Lin Qing quickly felt that swollen, aching sensation and went pale with fright. “Ah… no… hubby, don’t put it in there… I’m begging you…”
Licking his lips in delight, Huang Zifeng said, “Hubby’s the fairest of all. Gotta treat everyone the same.
“Since that slutty pussy and slutty asshole don’t get any big cock, then this little dick doesn’t get to sneak a climax either.”
Without the slightest hesitation, he carefully pushed that thin rod all the way in until only the little tail tip was left outside, then finally stopped.
Lin Qing really felt like he was going insane. The most sensitive spots between his legs itched like crazy.
His slutty pussy kept gushing slick, but because his ass was propped up so high, none of it could actually flow out to wash that tormenting ointment away.
His cock had been right on the edge of climax, but with his slit plugged, there was no way for his cum to come out.
The vibrators on his nipples were still buzzing nonstop, sending wave after wave of pleasure through him; compared to the burning itch in his lower body, it only made the rest of him even more starved and desperate. “Ah… it itches… I’m going crazy… hubby, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have lied, I shouldn’t have gone to see my ex… uuh… I’m begging you, give this slut your big cock… please shove that big cock in, fuck this slutty hole inside out, fuck it to pieces… ah…”
He twisted and writhed all over from the torment, but with all four limbs bound, there was no way to ease that itch at all. His legs were spread so wide by the ropes that he couldn’t even properly squeeze those two slutty holes shut no matter how hard he tried.
Huang Zifeng picked through the things in the case, then finally closed it back up. “Since it’s your first offense, I won’t go too hard on you.
“Slutty baby, are you hungry? How about hubby goes and makes you something to eat?”
Lin Qing shook his head in a panic. “Hubby, don’t go… I’m begging you, just fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole once, it really itches so bad inside…”
Huang Zifeng gently kissed his lips. “Once hubby’s done cooking, I’ll come fuck you.
“But hubby’s a newbie in the kitchen, and we don’t have much at home, so I’ve gotta hit the supermarket first. Once everything’s done it’ll be about two hours.
“Slutty baby, you’ll just have to bear with it.”
“Uuh… no… no… hubby, don’t go…” Snot and tears streamed down Lin Qing’s face as he watched that tall young man in despair, watched him walk over to the wardrobe to change.
He took off his loungewear, revealing his solid upper body and that already fully hard big cock. Lin Qing licked his lips hungrily. “Hubby… I’m begging you, give this slut your big cock… please fuck this slutty pussy and slutty asshole…”
Unmoved, Huang Zifeng finished getting dressed and walked out. When Lin Qing heard the door close, his tears flowed even harder.
Waves of thick, scorching lust roasted him from the inside out, making sweat and slick seep from every inch of his body. Moans kept spilling from his throat as his mind filled with nothing but that thick, heavy big cock.
He had no idea how much time had passed when the sound of the door opening came from outside. A moment later, Huang Zifeng walked into the bedroom.
He brought a chill in with him; after taking off his thick coat and changing into loungewear, Lin Qing stared at that now-softened cock with hazy eyes and let out a low, filthy whine. “Big cock… please, hubby, give this slut your cock…”
Once he’d changed, Huang Zifeng walked over. His cool fingers brushed over Lin Qing’s tits, sending a shiver of pleasure through him and clearing his expression a little.
“Hubby? Hubby’s back… I’m begging you, this slut knows he was wrong, please forgive me, okay?”
Huang Zifeng leaned down toward his lower body. Those two starving, greedy holes were happily drooling slick, so much that they’d soaked a dark patch into the pillow beneath him.
His hard cock was so swollen it’d turned purplish. Out of the goodness of his heart, Huang Zifeng rubbed at his hole for him; the moment his middle finger slid in just a little, it was clamped down tight from all sides by that restless, gulping flesh, squirming nonstop around him.
When he pulled out, a clear string of slick followed his finger. He smeared that slick over Lin Qing’s lips, eyes holding a smile that brooked no argument. “No can do.
“I still haven’t finished cooking. Slutty baby, hang in there a bit longer. I know you can take it.”
He walked out of the bedroom without a second thought and went to the kitchen to wash vegetables and start cooking. From the bedroom came an endless stream of moans, sometimes high, sometimes low.
All kinds of filthy phrases tumbled out of Lin Qing’s mouth—“big cock,” “fuck me,” “slutty pussy itches so bad,” “I wanna cum so bad,” and the like. Huang Zifeng’s big cock had long since been called hard by him, but he still forced himself to endure it and calmly kept cooking.
He deliberately dragged things out, and by the time he’d finished three dishes and a soup, nearly another two hours had gone by. When he went back into the bedroom, the person on the bed didn’t have a single dry spot left on his body—if it wasn’t sweat, it was slick, and there were tears and drool on top of that.
The sheets were soaked through with his fluids. The bullet vibes on his two slutty nipples were still buzzing, shaking those two mounds of flesh into a lewd, tender pink.
Seeing that the timing was about right, Huang Zifeng finally took pity on him and went over to undo the ropes and handcuffs. Lin Qing watched his movements with dazed eyes, still mumbling “big cock fuck this slut” under his breath.
It wasn’t until Huang Zifeng picked him up that he realized this wasn’t a dream or a fantasy. Ignoring the numb ache in his hands, he hurried to fumble with Huang Zifeng’s pants, freed that big cock, then spread his own hole open and sank down on it.
“Nn, you’re so fucking slutty.” Huang Zifeng hadn’t expected him to move that fast. Caught off guard, he was shoved down onto the bed, and that filthy little cunt dropped right down on him, taking him to the hilt in one go.
“Ah… finally got hubby’s big cock, feels so good, so fucking good…” That unbearably itchy, needy hole was ruthlessly split open by his big cock, waves of pleasure crashing through him.
Lin Qing tipped his head back, bracing both hands on that solid chest as he bounced up and down nonstop, riding that hard-won cock for all he was worth.
The ache from his front reminded him of the rod jammed in his urethra; feeling wronged, he wanted to pull it out, but the moment he thought of Huang Zifeng’s methods, he didn’t dare. “Hubby… please, can you take the urethral rod out? It hurts, this slut really wants to cum…”
Seeing that he hadn’t dared to act on his own, Huang Zifeng thought his training was finally starting to pay off. The corner of his mouth curled up as he kindly reached out to toy with the end of the urethral rod.
“If hubby helps you take it out, what are you supposed to say to hubby?”
Still working his slutty hole up and down on that big cock, Lin Qing answered, “Nn, I have to thank hubby, beg hubby to help me take it out…”
“Mmh, my little slutty baby’s so good.” Huang Zifeng finally began to slowly pull that thin rod out.
Lin Qing’s urge to cum had been blocked for over two hours; the moment his slit was freed, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Thick cum spurted out in heavy bursts.
“Ah… I’m cumming, this slut’s cumming… feels so good…” Even after he came, the speed of his bouncing on that big cock didn’t slow at all.
That cunt-meat, gone soft from being soaked in slick, clung tight around the big cock, sucking it in. He lifted his ass quickly, then slammed it back down hard, making sure every single time that he swallowed that big cock all the way into his filthy little cunt.
“Feels so good… my slutty pussy feels so good getting fucked by this big cock… so good… hubby’s cock is so big… ah… my slutty asshole itches too… really want hubby’s big cock there…”
His asshole itched like crazy, drooling slick nonstop, but his slutty hole in front still hadn’t had enough of that big cock and couldn’t bear to let it go.
Tormented, Lin Qing kept working that cock in and out, wanting to let his slutty asshole have a turn, but his greedy cunt refused to give it up.
He bit his lip and looked at Huang Zifeng in embarrassment. “Hubby, can you use your fingers to fuck this slut’s asshole a bit, help this slut scratch the itch…”
Huang Zifeng grabbed his big ass and kindly pushed a finger into that wet, soft hole. The itchy, needy gut-meat clenched down all at once, desperately sucking that finger deeper inside.
“Mm… one finger’s not enough, please, hubby, put a few more fingers in…”
Burned clean through by lust, Lin Qing had long since lost his mind. Shameless and reckless, he begged this boy who was a full twelve years younger than him to satisfy his filthy desires.
Huang Zifeng smacked his ass hard. “You really are such a filthy little slut.”
With that, he pushed in two more fingers along with the first.
Three fingers still couldn’t match the thickness and length of that big cock, but they at least took the edge off the itch in his starving slutty asshole. With his other hand, Huang Zifeng started jerking his cock for him, and with the bullet vibrator still buzzing nonstop on his nipples, all four of his sensitive spots were being worked at once, leaving his whole body awash in pleasure.
Very soon, his cock spurted another thick load. Both of his hungry holes clenched down, and his slutty pussy started working that huge cock even faster.
“Ah… my slutty pussy’s about to cum too… feels so good… hubby’s big cock is so hard… it feels so fucking good ramming around inside my slutty pussy…”
His movements were fast and vicious, driving that big cock’s head into an unbelievable depth. Before, getting pounded that deep would always hurt a little, but now there was nothing but endless pleasure.
He rode that big cock and slammed it hard right at that spot; very quickly, something inside was forced open, and a huge gush of fluid sprayed out. “Mm… I squirted, my slutty pussy got fucked so hard by this big cock I squirted…”
Huang Zifeng felt his cock sink into that little mouth again. That mouth sucked tight around the head, almost milking his cum right out.
Annoyed, he slapped Lin Qing’s plump ass. “That slutty pussy sure knows how to suck. Did hubby fuck you all the way into your womb or something? Why is there so much juice?”
“Mm… this slut doesn’t have a womb… feels so good… my cock’s getting hard again, I wanna cum again, please hubby, hurry up and work me over… oh… my nipples feel so good too…”
Lin Qing was moving almost purely on instinct now. After squirting, his slutty hole automatically clenched and sucked around that thick, heavy cock. Only after a long while did the rush of orgasm slowly ebb away.
He finally deigned to pull that big cock out of his slutty pussy, then pried away Huang Zifeng’s fingers from his asshole. Lining his filthy little asshole up with that cock that was still thick and rock hard, he dropped down hard.
“Ah… so good… my asshole’s getting that big cock too…”
The gut-juice inside got fucked right out and splattered all over the sheets. Huang Zifeng brought his fingers, slick with intestinal fluid, up to Lin Qing’s mouth.
Lin Qing immediately stuck out his tongue and licked those long fingers clean. “Ungrateful little slut. Now that you’ve got a big cock, you don’t want hubby’s fingers anymore.”
“Mm… that’s ’cause hubby’s big cock tastes better…” Lin Qing coaxed him with little kisses on his lips.
Huang Zifeng didn’t mind at all, and French-kissed him, savoring the fishy taste in his mouth.
Lin Qing rocked his body in a steady rhythm, riding the man’s cock. His two pink-tinted mounds of breast-flesh bounced up and down, and drool spilled from the corner of his mouth, running down his chin and dripping onto his tits.
Under the light, it gleamed with a filthy, decadent shine. “Feels so good, hubby’s fucking this slut so good… oh… so big…”
He reached up and yanked off the bullet vibrators on his nipples, then impatiently grabbed one swollen, rock-hard nipple and pressed it to Huang Zifeng’s lips. “Please, hubby, suck my nipple for me, it itches so bad…”
Staring at that tender, tempting nipple, Huang Zifeng couldn’t help but take it into his mouth and suck hard. Lin Qing felt like his very soul was being sucked out; his ass bounced harder and harder on that cock, and his filthy little asshole was actually about to cum.
Right then, a cell phone suddenly started ringing off to the side. Huang Zifeng let that slutty nipple slip from his mouth, dug his phone out of his pants pocket, and when he saw the caller ID on the screen, he suddenly smiled.
Lin Qing didn’t notice any of this. He was still using that slutty asshole, fucked deep red, to obscenely work that thick, sturdy cock, moaning lewdly nonstop.
Supporting the slim waist of the person on top of him, Huang Zifeng hit the answer button—and even turned on the speaker.
Huang Qi’s voice came through from the other end. “Zifeng, did you ask what I told you to ask?”
Hearing Huang Qi’s voice, Lin Qing froze, and his body stopped moving. Watching him, Huang Zifeng spoke into the phone, “You mean asking where Uncle Lin’s living now?”
Lin Qing jumped in fright. His back hole clenched tight, and his front pussy actually squirted out another gush of slick.
They’re talking about me? So Huang Zifeng knows I went to see Huang Qi because of this?
Huang Qi said, “Yeah. I’ve asked him several times, but he never answered.
“You two used to live together, and you seemed to get along pretty well. You’re the younger one too, so I thought if you asked him, he might tell you.”
Leisurely blowing a breath over the tender, flushed nipple in front of him, then flicking it with his tongue, Huang Zifeng finally said, “Mm, I did ask.”
“Then did he tell you?” Huang Qi asked anxiously.
Huang Zifeng didn’t answer right away. Instead, he snapped his hips up hard and pushed Lin Qing down with his big hand.
His big cock drove into that slutty asshole to an unbelievable depth, grinding right over the sweet spot inside. Lin Qing couldn’t hold back a filthy moan.
That sound naturally reached Huang Qi’s ears as well. His tone held a trace of confusion. “Zifeng, what are you doing?”
Ignoring the question, Huang Zifeng tossed the phone aside and started pounding the body in his arms. He fucked Lin Qing until he was spilling a string of moans.
His slutty asshole was slick and slippery inside, and getting reamed by that big cock made wet “squelch, squelch” noises that were all carried, loud and clear, through the phone’s speaker to the person listening on the other end.
“Zifeng?” Huang Qi called again, even more puzzled.
“Dad, wait just a sec.” Huang Zifeng swung his huge cock with force, ramming it viciously into that filthy asshole.
Lin Qing was fucked stupid; his cock swelled, and he actually got milked into cumming again. Even after he shot, the cock in his ass didn’t let him go, hammering his sweet spot over and over.
What little reason he had left told him to hold back his voice, but his body’s reactions were completely out of his control. High, broken moans kept spilling from his throat, his cock trembled, and another stream of liquid spurted out—not cum this time, but piss.
He’d actually been fucked until he lost control.
“Ah… ah… too fast… hubby…” Lin Qing was fucked so hard he couldn’t even remember Huang Qi existed. His voice shook as he started to beg for mercy.
Huang Zifeng was about to hit his own limit. He sped up, pistoning in and out of that dripping cunt.
“Slut, if I don’t go fast, how am I supposed to satisfy you? Mm, so tight, squeezing so good. I’m gonna cum in you—slut, take all your hubby’s thick cum.”
“Ah… ah… okay…”
Thick spurts of cum blasted into the very deepest part of his guts. Lin Qing was fucked into a mind-shattering climax; not only was his slutty asshole completely satisfied, but his front pussy also gushed out another big wave of slick.
After Huang Zifeng finished cumming, he didn’t pull his big cock out of that intestine right away. Instead, he first picked up the phone lying to the side.
Seeing the call was still connected, the corner of his mouth curled. “Dad, sorry, I had something to deal with just now.”
There was a pause on Huang Qi’s end before he finally let out a slightly rushed, flustered voice. “Mm… it’s fine.”
“I already asked Uncle Lin, but he wouldn’t tell me anything, so there’s nothing I can do.”
Smiling lazily, Huang Zifeng looked down at the slutty little darling in his arms, fucked limp and boneless. Feeling that hot, soft hole twitching and squeezing around his big cock, sucking at him, he couldn’t help getting hard again.
He pulled his cock out of that filthy asshole and pushed it into the soft, sloppy pussy in front. Lin Qing let out another moan as he got fucked.
“I see…” Huang Qi had obviously heard that little snippet of bed noise; his voice sounded a bit odd. “Let’s leave it there for now, then, Zifeng… and try to show some restraint with that stuff. Your studies still have to come first.”
Slowly thrusting into Lin Qing, Huang Zifeng let out a pleased laugh. “Dad, thanks for the reminder. I’m busy, talk later. Bye.”
He hung up, then leaned in close to Lin Qing’s ear and chuckled softly. “Looks like you really should give up. He didn’t even recognize your moans.”
Lin Qing gave a weak little laugh, using his clenching hole to actively swallow down that big cock, then brought his own nipple to Huang Zifeng’s lips. A hungry, filthy cry spilled from his throat as they started their second round of fierce fucking.
He’d already given up a long time ago.
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I Use the Tyrant as a Substitute Author: Han Ju Synopsis: Ding Xiaozhou was a broke and fierce little lame boy. The villagers mocked Ding Xiaozhou as a ge'er nobody wanted, someone who could only go out and pick up a wild man to bring home as a husband. Later, the wild man ran away. Then later still, the wild man came back. By then, the man had apparently transformed, and seemed to have become some kind of noble in the capital, arriving to take Ding Xiaozhou away in an eight-carried sedan chair. Everyone changed their tune again and said Ding Xiaozhou truly had a good eye for talent, that his kindness had been repaid, and that he had soared from the branch to become a phoenix. ~ In truth, when Ding Xiaozhou first rescued this wild man and brought him home, it was only for the reward. He had seen this man in the provincial city, aloof and arrogant, surrounded by attendants, definitely the son of a wealthy family. In the end, he spent all his savings to save the wild man's life, only for the wild man to lose all his memories and be completely unable to repay him. It was all in vain. Ding Xiaozhou cried for an entire night, then got up at dawn to grind the mill. The wild man took the initiative to work alongside him, bending down and lowering his head to gently wipe away his tears, and sincerely suggested, “Otherwise, I can devote myself to you in return.” Ding Xiaozhou looked at him, at how gentle and easygoing he was, so much like the scholar he secretly adored, and since he was also handsome and powerfully built, he was briefly enchanted and, almost as if possessed, nodded. ……How could he have imagined that this man was actually that teenage tyrant everyone feared!!! -1v1, double clean, the top dotes on the bottom -Short story, about 50,000 characters, completed? Free before completion, after completion it will be added to the short story library, and then a paid monthly subscription will be needed to read it -Segment comments are open, no limits Theme: Kindness will always be rewarded with kindness
Chapter 1. One
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I Use the Tyrant as a Substitute
Author: Han Ju
Synopsis
Ding Xiaozhou was a broke and fierce little lame boy.
The villagers mocked Ding Xiaozhou as a ge'er nobody wanted, someone who could only go out and pick up a wild man to bring home as a husband.
Later, the wild man ran away.
Then later still, the wild man came back.
By then, the man had apparently transformed, and seemed to have become some kind of noble in the capital, arriving to take Ding Xiaozhou away in an eight-carried sedan chair.
Everyone changed their tune again and said Ding Xiaozhou truly had a good eye for talent, that his kindness had been repaid, and that he had soared from the branch to become a phoenix.
~
In truth, when Ding Xiaozhou first rescued this wild man and brought him home, it was only for the reward.
He had seen this man in the provincial city, aloof and arrogant, surrounded by attendants, definitely the son of a wealthy family.
In the end, he spent all his savings to save the wild man's life, only for the wild man to lose all his memories and be completely unable to repay him.
It was all in vain.
Ding Xiaozhou cried for an entire night, then got up at dawn to grind the mill.
The wild man took the initiative to work alongside him, bending down and lowering his head to gently wipe away his tears, and sincerely suggested, “Otherwise, I can devote myself to you in return.”
Ding Xiaozhou looked at him, at how gentle and easygoing he was, so much like the scholar he secretly adored, and since he was also handsome and powerfully built, he was briefly enchanted and, almost as if possessed, nodded.
……How could he have imagined that this man was actually that teenage tyrant everyone feared!!!
1v1, double clean, the top dotes on the bottom.
Short story, about 50,000 characters, completed.
Free before completion; after completion it will be added to the short story library, and then a paid monthly subscription will be needed to read it.
Segment comments are open, no limits.
Theme: Kindness will always be rewarded with kindness.
Chapter 1. One
A short first-person story, though I have no idea how many chapters it will take to finish, because this is still something I wrote on a whim, with no outline. I felt long-form fiction wasn’t right for me, so I started with a short piece to ease the restlessness. It will still be 1v1 and still be the main attack, though the attack’s personality has drifted farther and farther from the feeling Yiyan had in mind. Still, he should be a small-town everyman at heart! If it seems off, it’s because he doesn’t feel manly enough. The attack is an ordinary, everyday commoner. The gong’s family is rich and powerful. The attack has the feel of a small common person in his bones, the kind Yiyan knows. The gong will be rather cold at first, and later maybe a little more changeable? Cute and shrewd like that? Not sure. It probably won’t be very long. Will there be angst? I don’t know. An author with no outline is practically like a pirate novel thief, yes, that’s me. But would anyone really steal such a bland story?
A short first-person story, though I have no idea how many chapters it will take to finish, because this is still something I wrote on a whim, with no outline.
I felt long-form fiction wasn’t right for me, so I started with a short piece to ease the restlessness. It will still be 1v1 and still be the main attack, though the attack’s personality has drifted farther and farther from the feeling Yiyan had in mind.
Still, he should be a small-town everyman at heart! If it seems off, it’s because he doesn’t feel manly enough.
The attack is an ordinary, everyday commoner. The gong’s family is rich and powerful.
The attack has the feel of a small common person in his bones, the kind Yiyan knows. The gong will be rather cold at first, and later maybe a little more changeable? Cute and shrewd like that?
Not sure. It probably won’t be very long.
Will there be angst? I don’t know. An author with no outline is practically like a pirate novel thief, yes, that’s me.
But would anyone really steal such a bland story?
The man in his dream was strikingly handsome, and Xia Jin, relying on the fact that it was only a dream, let lust override his judgment and brazenly slept with him. Only when he woke up did he realize he had transmigrated into the cannon fodder older brother of the male lead, a fake innocent, manipulative green tea bitch. Just last night, he had climbed into the bed of a wealthy CEO, and Xia Jin’s mind was still full of that scene from the night before, when he and the CEO had been wrapped up in passion.
The wealthy old man Lu Suyan sat expressionlessly to one side, while a bodyguard took out a lawyer’s letter and handed it to Xia Jin. “Young Master Xia, President Lu is suing you for rape.” Xia Jin??? That was not how the book went!!! Handsome, rich wealthy old man top x cannon fodder housewife bottom who loves beauty even more than money
The man in his dream was strikingly handsome, and Xia Jin, relying on the fact that it was only a dream, let lust override his judgment and brazenly slept with him.
Only when he woke up did he realize he had transmigrated into the cannon fodder older brother of the male lead, a fake innocent, manipulative green tea bitch.
Just last night, he had climbed into the bed of a wealthy CEO, and Xia Jin’s mind was still full of that scene from the night before, when he and the CEO had been wrapped up in passion.
The wealthy old man Lu Suyan sat expressionlessly to one side, while a bodyguard took out a lawyer’s letter and handed it to Xia Jin.
“Young Master Xia, President Lu is suing you for rape.”
Xia Jin???
That was not how the book went!!!
Handsome, rich wealthy old man top x cannon fodder housewife bottom who loves beauty even more than money
