WTCM 12. Harmonious Exercise

Chen Tianxiang let out a muffled groan, pressing his hands against Qi Haiyang’s chest as he took the entire cock inside. The stretch was both painful and good, a sharp jolt of pleasure shooting up his spine straight to his skull, making him break out in a sweat. He clenched down on the thick shaft inside him and lifted his hips, the fullness grinding against his prostate with every move, sending sparks of pleasure through his whole body.

“Ah…” He let out a low moan, overwhelmed by the raw sensation of being stretched and filled again after so long. His head tilted back as he rode Qi Haiyang faster, lifting and dropping his hips without restraint. The cock inside him felt so good, digging into him with every thrust, rubbing against his sweet spot like it was made for it.

Their fucking quickly found a rhythm, and just as he felt the urge to cum creeping up, he paused and leaned down, tapping Qi Haiyang’s face. The guy looked completely lost in it, thrusting up to meet him with a dazed expression, moaning even louder than he was.

“Didn’t you say you go soft when you fuck someone?” Chen Tianxiang deliberately clenched down tight, sucking the cock inside him even deeper. He had been worried Qi Haiyang would lose his erection halfway, but clearly, that was just bullshit.

Qi Haiyang snapped back to his senses and grinned shamelessly. “Of course, I go soft if it’s anyone else. But you’re not ‘someone else,’ Xiang-ge. You’re my baby.”

Chen Tianxiang scoffed, holding back a laugh before picking up the pace again, bouncing on his dick with deep, grinding strokes. Seeing the look of pure bliss on Qi Haiyang’s face, he couldn’t help but lean down, grabbing his chin for a rough, open-mouthed kiss.

Qi Haiyang groaned, opening his mouth to chase his tongue, his strong hips snapping up harder in return. The intensity sent a sharp pleasure shock up Chen Tianxiang’s spine, forcing a broken gasp from his lips as he collapsed onto Qi Haiyang’s chest, panting hard.

He had already cum, but Qi Haiyang was still fucking him like his life depended on it. The way his cock stretched and pumped into Chen Tianxiang’s tight hole, the heat of being wrapped up so perfectly, was way better than any handjob could ever be. The raw pleasure was so addicting that it impossible to stop.

Realizing the guy wasn’t even close to finishing, Chen Tianxiang stuck out his tongue in frustration, hurriedly leaning up to unlock the handcuffs. Hooking his legs around Qi Haiyang’s waist, he flipped them over, letting Qi Haiyang take the lead. Fucking from below took way more energy. It was definitely easier to let him fuck from above.

The second Qi Haiyang’s hands were free, he immediately grabbed onto Chen Tianxiang’s waist and kept fucking into him, his rhythm growing even rougher. His whole body was burning hot, his breath ragged, and he couldn’t stop kissing and biting Chen Tianxiang’s flushed skin. The way that tight hole clenched and sucked around his cock with every thrust was driving him crazy, each squeeze pulling him closer to the edge.

The pleasure hit him like an explosion. His muscles locked up, his hips jerking wildly as he spilled inside the condom, groaning against Chen Tianxiang’s ear. His cock throbbed hard, pumping every last drop before he finally pulled out, feeling the weight of his own release sitting heavy inside the rubber. That load was fucking massive.

Chen Tianxiang was still panting quietly beneath him, chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. Grinning, Qi Haiyang leaned down to press a kiss against his cheek before rolling off the bed to toss the used condom and grab a towel.

Chen Tianxiang shot him a look, as if saying, What, you think I can’t even get up? But he didn’t say anything. He just took the towel and, before wiping himself off, reached over and casually wiped Qi Haiyang’s spent cock.

“How was it? Felt good?”

“Fuck yeah!” Qi Haiyang answered.

Chen Tianxiang teasingly gave his half-hard cock a squeeze. “Want some more?”

“Yeah!” Qi Haiyang glanced down at Chen Tianxiang’s cock, which was already back to full hardness, then scratched his cheek with a sheepish grin. “But I kinda want it in the back this time… Xiang-ge, how about you fuck me?”

Chen Tianxiang raised an eyebrow. This guy had just been spent, yet he was still thinking about his usual role. It wasn’t like he couldn’t top. If it was with someone he liked, especially with a body this fit, he was confident he could get into it. Besides, he had planned on taking turns anyway. Fair play.

But then, his eyes landed on the fluffy black handcuffs by the bed, and his interest in switching roles instantly faded. This idiot had actually planned to cuff him and force his way? No fucking way. He needed a lesson, or else he’d definitely try pulling this stunt again in the future.

“I already told you, as punishment, you’re just my human dildo today. So don’t even think about anything else.” Chen Tianxiang shot him a playful glare before rolling out of bed to wash up.

“Aww, come on!” Qi Haiyang let out a dramatic wail and pounced forward, grabbing his arm. “Xiang-ge! Fine, fine, I’ll fuck you again. Just one more round!”

Chen Tianxiang stopped in his tracks, suddenly tempted. Did this guy finally figure it out? Had he actually started enjoying being on top?

“Hmm…” Qi Haiyang hesitated, his eyes darting around before he let out a few shy chuckles. “But… there’s a small condition. Wear your uniform and let me fuck you, alright?”

Chen Tianxiang’s face darkened instantly. This bastard was a fucking uniform kinkster? He wanted him to put on his cop uniform and get fucked?

“The hell are you talking about! A police uniform isn’t some costume you just wear for fun!” The mere thought had his face burning. He yanked his arm free and bolted into the bathroom, leaving Qi Haiyang sprawled on the bed, sighing in frustration.

There was no way in hell he was wearing his traffic cop uniform for this. That would be way too disrespectful to his job. But as the warm water washed over him, Chen Tianxiang started thinking. Maybe not today, but another time… he could get his hands on an auxiliary officer’s uniform. That wouldn’t be too bad.

But getting railed while wearing it…

He stifled a laugh and punched the wall twice. That idea was way too fucking hot.