WFY 10

Xu Ran lay sprawled on the bed, completely boneless and drained of energy. Pan Hao had carried him into the shower, cleaned him up, and then threw him right back onto the bed before heading off to shower himself.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, listening to the sounds coming from the bathroom, Xu Ran still couldn’t quite believe it. Just this morning, he had been fucked in the ass by his roommate. And not just once or twice. Three times. In a row.

By the end, his cock had been trembling and unable to stand upright. Pan Hao bent him over the desk and rammed that rock-hard cock into his hole, fucking him so deep his guts felt soaked. That last load had shot straight into him while Xu Ran didn’t even have the strength left to struggle. He just let him empty himself inside like a good little cumdump.

None of this had been in his plans.

But he had to admit it. It felt so fucking good.

He finally figured Pan Hao out. The guy might not say much, but he remembered everything. Just waited for Xu Ran to run his stupid mouth, cross the line, and then retaliated all at once like a fucking demon, fucking him until he couldn’t even beg.

Xu Ran let out a heavy sigh and rolled onto his side, facing the wall. His ass still felt weird, loose, like something was still stuck inside. And the moment he remembered that insane fucking session from minutes ago, his thoughts started wandering again.

A voice came from behind him.
“You hungry?”

Xu Ran twitched his ear and turned his head, locking eyes with Pan Hao. That fluttery feeling hit again, but he ignored it and answered with zero shame.
“Starving. I’m fucking starving.”

Pan Hao stood there waiting. Xu Ran quickly typed out a full order on his phone and sent it to Pan Hao’s WeChat.
“These. Oh, and no chili.”
Pan Hao looked at the message, then glanced at him with a smirk. Xu Ran stiffened his neck and barked,
“What the fuck are you smiling at? Go already.”

Once Pan Hao was out the door, Xu Ran hugged his phone and wanted to talk to someone about this insane life development. But there was no one. Who the hell could he tell? No matter what, the moment he said it out loud, he’d get laughed into the grave.

Pan Hao returned not long after and set the food, or rather lunch, on the desk. He glanced up at the top bunk. Xu Ran had his ass up playing mobile games and shouted without turning his head,
“You’re back.”

Pan Hao grunted and pulled out a chair to eat. Xu Ran must have hit some kind of record in his game. He was squirming and squealing like a maniac. Pan Hao, still chewing a youtiao, stood up, reached out, grabbed Xu Ran’s waist, and yanked him to the edge of the bed.

“Hey hey hey. I’m just playing a game. I didn’t even do anything to you. What the hell is wrong with you? Where’s the law?” Xu Ran cried out as Pan Hao plopped him into the chair by the desk.

“Eat. Say another word and I’ll fuck you again.”

Xu Ran instantly shut up.

He peeked at the takeout on the desk. Well damn. Everything he ordered was there. For someone who turned into a beast in bed, the bastard was surprisingly thoughtful elsewhere.

And just like that, Xu Ran got cocky fast. The entire day, he bossed Pan Hao around nonstop. Go do this. Go grab that. And whenever Pan Hao looked like he was about to blow up, Xu Ran would clutch his ass and pout like a pitiful little bitch.

“My butt hurts.”

Pan Hao pinched his cheeks, squeezing his mouth into a perfect O shape.

“Believe it or not, I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t walk tomorrow.”

Xu Ran’s rebellious side kicked in instantly.
“Try me, asshole.”

Pan Hao’s brow twitched. That spark in his eyes was back. That wicked one. Xu Ran saw it and instantly knew. Shit. He fucked up.

“Pan Hao. Pan-ge. Please. Show some mercy to your little brother’s ass.”

The moment Xu Ran finished yelling, Pan Hao grabbed him by the collar and tossed him onto the desk. Judging from the way things looked, he was about to fuck him again in the same spot where they’d already gone at it this morning. Maybe more than once.

Goddamn it. He was actually looking forward to it.

Xu Ran lay over the desk, quietly clearing anything that might dig into his ribs. His mouth was saying no, but it came with that stupid little whimpering voice. “Have a little mercy, alright? Don’t go so hard this time, ugh…”

Pan Hao chuckled behind him. Grabbing both cheeks of Xu Ran’s ass, he gave them a few firm squeezes. Xu Ran started moaning right away. Then his pants were yanked down, and Pan Hao snorted. “You moan like a fucking slut.”

Xu Ran felt those warm hands parting his ass cheeks. He didn’t even need to look to know Pan Hao was staring directly at his hole with that perverted gleam in his eyes. And like the little slut he was becoming, his body responded on its own. He immediately recalled the feeling of being stuffed full that morning, and his hole clenched involuntarily.

That tiny twitch almost broke Pan Hao. Without bothering to prep properly, he shoved a finger in just like that. Luckily, Xu Ran’s ass had already been stretched plenty and was still soft and pliable.

Xu Ran wiggled his hips. “Hey. You bastard. Can you at least follow some normal steps?”

He reached back and blindly tossed a bottle of SOD lube from the desk. Pan Hao caught it midair. At least the man had a shred of conscience. He didn’t want Xu Ran’s asshole torn open. He squeezed the cool gel onto his fingers and smeared it in, prodding and swirling around the twitching ring of muscle until it warmed up.

That got Xu Ran going again. He reached down and gave his own dick a couple strokes. The heat in his body surged stronger.

“Alright, come on. Put it in already.”

Pan Hao didn’t need to be asked twice. His fingers had already been sucked in so eagerly it was torture holding back. He pulled them out, now coated with lube and a bit of slick from Xu Ran’s guts, then wiped his hand off on those pale ass cheeks.

He spread them open. That wet, twitching hole was right there, glistening.

Xu Ran turned to glance at him, looking nervous but clearly expectant.

Pan Hao loved that kind of honesty. He pressed the head of his rock-hard cock against the tight ring, rubbing it up and down the cleft slowly. Every pass made Xu Ran shudder. His balls brushed against Xu Ran’s perineum. As he slid backward, the length of his cock dragged across the hole from base to tip.

The mushroom head started pushing in, forcing the flesh open. As more and more of him slid in, Xu Ran’s ass cheeks were stretched wider to make room. His sphincter didn’t disappoint. Once the entire shaft was buried, both of them exhaled.

Xu Ran squeezed around him. Even after getting fucked a few hours ago, the feeling of that thick cock invading him again was still intense in a completely new way.

His hole clung to the length like a glove. Pan Hao didn’t rush. He leaned forward over Xu Ran’s back and grabbed his chin, making him turn for a deep, wet kiss.

Xu Ran had his ass in the air, eagerly kissing back while wiggling his hips to make the cock move inside him.

When they broke apart, Xu Ran groaned softly. “Move already…”

Pan Hao had been holding back for long enough. He didn’t need the invitation. He grabbed Xu Ran’s arms, pulled them back, and started thrusting, slamming his hips forward in rapid, powerful movements.

Xu Ran was nearly knocked forward with each thrust, but Pan Hao held his arms tight, locking him in place. His ass bounced with every impact, jiggling like jelly under the force of Pan Hao’s pounding.