Chapter 46 – Drained

Ye Zhou lay panting on the backrest of the sofa. The light hit him from a certain angle, allowing Guan Heng to see his face clearly. Ye Zhou was unaware, his brows furrowed in what looked like pain, but it was clear he was enjoying it, panting slightly dazedly. Any man would have trouble remaining indifferent when their prostate was stimulated.

Ye Zhou’s body remembered the pleasure from last time, and his buttocks were becoming more sensitive, clenching tighter. Although lubricant was meant for lubrication, it usually had a mild aphrodisiac effect. The cold discomfort quickly faded away, and now Ye Zhou could only feel the heat building up inside his buttocks. The thick gel had melted into water due to his body temperature, and with Guan Heng’s movements, it was being drawn out in small spurts.

Ye Zhou’s buttocks were completely wet, and his penis was hard and painful. Even without seeing, he could imagine how lewd and erotic the scene must look.

Ye Zhou cursed inwardly, feeling even more aroused.

Guan Heng stared intently at Ye Zhou, his fingers suddenly quickening. Ye Zhou couldn’t resist, his body seemingly more sensitive than usual. He was about to climax: “Stop…enough…Brother Heng, come inside me…”

It was the first time he said such things in bed, which was quite a feat for him.

Afterwards, Guan Heng withdrew his fingers, tossing the contents of the small box onto Ye Zhou’s body: “Put this on for me.”

After catching his breath, Ye Zhou used his mouth to tear open the condom’s packaging. In the dark, he reached out to touch Guan Heng’s body, first feeling his defined abs before finding his hot and erect penis. Perhaps because he couldn’t see clearly, it felt larger than it looked. But Ye Zhou didn’t mind; after stroking it a few times, he put the condom on.

Then, without thinking, he gave Guan Heng’s penis a kiss through the condom.

Guan Heng seemed surprised but didn’t ask questions at that moment. He then leaned down, spreading Ye Zhou’s legs again and slowly entering him.

“Mm…” The second time was still painful for Ye Zhou. However, compared to the first time, it was much better. With the condom and lubricant, Guan Heng’s entry wasn’t as difficult. Ye Zhou furrowed his brow and took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. After repeating this several times, he felt better and reached out to wrap his arms around Guan Heng’s neck, wanting to kiss him.

Guan Heng removed his glasses and tossed them aside, lowering his head to kiss Ye Zhou gently and soothingly. However, his lower body’s actions were far from gentle. Guan Heng forcefully pushed in, breaking through Ye Zhou’s body inch by inch, steadily and firmly thrusting all the way to the hilt, thoroughly filling the person beneath him.

Perhaps it was the position, but this time he went in too deep, causing Ye Zhou to whimper in discomfort, unable to move under the pressure.

Guan Heng then began moving in that position, withdrawing slightly before slamming back in.

“Mm…mm…” Ye Zhou’s muffled moans were stifled between their lips. The sofa beneath his buttocks was soft, and every time Guan Heng entered and withdrew, Ye Zhou felt as if he was bouncing along with the rhythm, as if in sync with Guan Heng’s movements. Each thrust brought greater pleasure. And his penis, stimulated by the anal play, slowly hardened again, sandwiched between their bodies and rubbing against him, caught between satisfaction and dissatisfaction, pitifully dripping pre-cum.

“Mm…” Ye Zhou whimpered softly, unable to bear it. Subconsciously arching his back, the less satisfied he was, the tighter his rear contracted, tightly coiling around the rampant hardness inside him.

Guan Heng lifted Ye Zhou’s legs and placed them around his waist, changing angles and thrusting faster, slamming harder. The sound of the lubricant being squeezed became louder, and the sound of flesh colliding grew more intense and violent.

“Aaah—” Ye Zhou suddenly cried out, his body trembling uncontrollably, almost overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. “Wait…slower, it’s too fast—”

At that moment, Guan Heng asked, “How is it? Sticky enough?”

Ye Zhou knew he was wrong, regretting his loose tongue. He hummed lowly, unable to bear it: “Professor Guan, you’re too bad…”

Guan Heng chuckled softly, kissing Ye Zhou’s neck again. Ye Zhou moaned, turning his head sensitively. Guan Heng seemed particularly interested in his neck today, leaving no doubt that there would be a series of hickeys on his neck.

And just then, Guan Heng continued downward, unexpectedly touching his sensitive spot on his chest with his lips.

Ye Zhou was startled, his body instinctively jumping. But Guan Heng was prepared, easily restraining his struggles and flicking his tongue over the nipple.

“Mm…Professor Guan…Brother Heng…” When Guan Heng touched that place with his lips and tongue, Ye Zhou’s senses were muddled. Guan Heng was skilled in kissing, and his tongue was even better. The sensitive tip was repeatedly teased and sucked, and when he heard the lascivious sounds, Ye Zhou felt his nerves go numb.

Ye Zhou twisted unconsciously, probably unaware that when his nipples were touched, his penis throbbed even more violently, and his anus clenched repeatedly.

Guan Heng devotedly played with the little thing in his mouth, thrusting into him without slowing down.

“Don’t…I’m about to…” Ye Zhou suddenly furrowed his brows, unable to bear it anymore. His legs, bent for a long time in the same position, were starting to tingle. All the sensations converged at that moment, almost pushing Ye Zhou to his limits.

Guan Heng judged from the spasms in Ye Zhou’s body that he was about to climax. He didn’t stop his thrusting motions; instead, he even quickened his pace. His left hand gripped Ye Zhou’s nape, forcing him to tilt his head back slightly.

The moment Ye Zhou opened his eyes and met Guan Heng’s gaze, he climaxed: “Mmph—”

Guan Heng didn’t stop, continuing to ride him fiercely inside.

Ye Zhou kept trembling, continuously ejaculating in spurts, the semen coating both their abdomens until Guan Heng suddenly stopped inside him. Guan Heng was wearing a condom, so Ye Zhou shouldn’t have felt anything, but he remembered the previous time, experiencing an illusion of being filled. He trembled along with Guan Heng, releasing his final spurt of semen.

Guan Heng remained inside him for a while before pulling out and removing the used condom. But unlike the first time, he didn’t stop there; soon, he tore open another condom and put it on.

“Professor Guan…” Ye Zhou paused, hastily correcting himself, “Brother Heng…I really can’t go on…”

Guan Heng chuckled softly: “A man can never say he can’t.”

Ye Zhou: “…”

Guan Heng asked again, “Ye Zhou, can you?”

What an old-fashioned way to challenge him, but Ye Zhou fell for it! He gritted his teeth and stubbornly replied, “Can…I can…”

But the consequence of being stubborn was being taken again.

This time, Guan Heng entered him from behind. Ye Zhou knelt on the sofa, supporting himself with his hands on the backrest, enduring the powerful invasion from behind. The afterglow of his climax hadn’t passed yet, and his body was still incredibly sensitive, spasming intensely and occasionally twitching, with suppressed whimpers escaping intermittently from his throat.

The faint light outside illuminated Ye Zhou’s solid naked back, his waist slender and his buttocks perky. The kneeling and raised buttocks posture was sexually enticing.

Guan Heng’s gaze swept down from his back, stopping at the unseen area beneath his buttocks, then he gripped his waist and slammed forward again.

“Aaah—” Ye Zhou was forced to cry out by the sudden intense pleasure, his legs weakening as he collapsed onto the backrest of the sofa. There was no escape for him ahead, but Guan Heng behind him remained close, thrusting even harder and more fiercely.

Ye Zhou struggled to support his own body, but the uncooperative thing between his legs was once again stimulated to attention, continuously oozing liquid. It was pleasurable, and even addictive. Normally, he could handle one or two releases, but he was now very worried that he would be drained dry by Guan Heng today.

Ye Zhou, who had been the top before, had good stamina and was very resilient, fully satisfying Guan Heng. Guan Heng’s breathing also became heavier. He leaned down and gave a heavy suck on Ye Zhou’s nape, then his left hand reached forward to grasp his penis.

“Mmph—” Ye Zhou closed his eyes and hummed, his penis suddenly quivering, almost unable to resist shooting his load.

Guan Heng lightly caressed it in a teasing manner, his fingers gliding over the tip of the glans, quickly getting wet from the bodily fluids. It was an itchy state that couldn’t be scratched.

Ye Zhou’s panting and whimpers became more obvious, tinged with a hint of sobbing. Guan Heng wouldn’t let him touch himself; control over his body was entirely in Guan Heng’s hands: “Brother Heng…help me…”

Guan Heng then said, “Move a bit.”

Ye Zhou was still immersed in the intense pleasure Guan Heng brought him, his reactions slightly delayed. He was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what Guan Heng meant. His body’s reaction was faster than his thoughts, and he started grinding his hips in small motions against Guan Heng’s hand. As he moved, he took care of the front, but his anus also voluntarily swallowed Guan Heng’s penis. The dual stimulation of front and back was too much for him to bear, but he couldn’t stop.

Ye Zhou was now fully tasting the pleasure of using his buttocks, having already experienced prostate orgasms twice.

He was a bit afraid of this, feeling that he might not be able to return to his former self. Giving up autonomy was difficult for someone accustomed to being in charge. But if the person was Guan Heng, it somehow didn’t seem unacceptable.

Guan Heng had already slowed down his movements, even deliberately stopping, but Ye Zhou was still wiggling his buttocks back and forth, as if unsatisfied.

“Brother Heng…”

“Hmm.”

Ye Zhou closed his eyes, making a request: “Fuck me.”

Guan Heng knew how difficult it was for Ye Zhou to say these words, indicating that he was going to put aside his past identity as a top and submit only to him from now on. He agreed: “Okay.”

Then Guan Heng thoroughly satisfied him, using up the entire box of condoms and the tube of lubricant. When Ye Zhou was washed and placed on the bed, he suspected that his waist was broken and his lower half paralyzed. Of course, he was completely drained, not a drop left.

Ye Zhou couldn’t help but wonder if Guan Heng had never been satisfied before, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Guan Heng could easily read Ye Zhou’s expression: “What do you want to say?”

“Professor Guan…” After fully accepting his role, Ye Zhou was no different from before. He hesitated, rubbing his nose before asking, “Have you ever been satisfied before?”

Guan Heng could tell that Ye Zhou was indirectly asking about Yue Shu. Regarding this question, he simply answered, “Physical satisfaction is different from psychological satisfaction.”

“So?”

Guan Heng smiled but didn’t continue: “Sleep. Don’t you have work tomorrow?”

Ye Zhou wasn’t discouraged by not getting an answer. He didn’t want to compare himself to Yue Shu; he cared more about Guan Heng’s feelings, of course, with some curiosity. At least now he could confirm that Guan Heng liked him very much, which was enough.

Although Guan Heng didn’t answer anything, he said everything. A person like him needed psychological desire before physical longing.

The stronger the affection for someone, the stronger the desire naturally becomes.