WFY 14

For the first time, Xu Ran was genuinely looking forward to what was about to happen. If all the times before had simply been about scratching an itch, then this time was something more.

Pan Hao was using the cum he had jerked out of Xu Ran earlier to lube up his hole. Xu Ran didn’t dare look at his face and threw an arm over his eyes instead. The reaction was strangely adorable. Pan Hao had always assumed Xu Ran didn’t even know what embarrassment was, but apparently, he’d bottled it up until today.

“You dreamed about me?”

Xu Ran was focusing on the movement of two fingers twisting inside him when Pan Hao asked. There was no point lying, so he nodded. A third finger pushed in, sliding in beside the others, stretching him wider. The slick sounds echoed clearly in the quiet dorm room.

“Why don’t you ask me what I did to you in that dream?”

After a moment, Pan Hao withdrew his fingers. Xu Ran instinctively clenched his hole and moved his arm aside to peek at Pan Hao with one eye. The man smirked.
“What else could I have done? Obviously, I fucked you. I’ve heard how restless you are in bed. Didn’t expect you to be even sluttier in your sleep.”

“Fuck off. That was a dream. I can’t control that,” Xu Ran said, still lying with his legs spread. As he talked, he gave Pan Hao a light kick on the shoulder. But Pan Hao caught his ankle immediately. After a bit of struggling, Xu Ran gave up.

Pan Hao never bothered with too many words. He grabbed Xu Ran’s leg and pressed it against his chest while wrapping the other one around his own waist. Xu Ran cried out twice. The position was rough, really testing the flexibility of his body.

Guided by touch, Pan Hao found the tight little hole between Xu Ran’s cheeks and pushed in most of his swollen tip without warning. Based on previous experience, Xu Ran knew that once the thickest part was in, the rest would slide in more easily. He forced himself to relax, letting his walls stretch to take the oversized cock.
“Too big. Fuck… did you grow up on Viagra or something?”

As the hard shaft pushed deeper bit by bit, Pan Hao was surprisingly gentle, almost like he was afraid of breaking him. It was so uncharacteristic that Xu Ran found it harder to endure. Every inch that entered made him wonder how much was left, how much he still hadn’t taken in.

“Come here.”

Pan Hao supported Xu Ran’s waist and lifted him slightly. Xu Ran understood, rising with his help. Pan Hao sat back on the bed while Xu Ran knelt beside him, arms around his neck. Pan Hao cupped his ass, lifted it slightly, and let him sink back down, letting the hole slowly swallow his cock.

After a dozen or so slow thrusts, Xu Ran’s insides had softened up. But then Pan Hao suddenly let go. Without the support, Xu Ran dropped hard, taking the cock all the way to the base.

“Ah!”

The brutal pressure slammed right into his sweet spot. Xu Ran’s whole body jolted as if hit with a live wire. His own cock, trapped between their bodies, twitched and stood up. Pan Hao wasn’t about to give him a break either. He started pounding him, fast and hard, dozens of deep, merciless thrusts that left Xu Ran speechless, only able to moan brokenly in response.

Good thing the bed was sturdy. Even with all the motion, it didn’t creak like it was about to fall apart. The sound of cock sliding wetly in and out of his ass was loud. Afraid the neighbors might hear, Xu Ran buried his face in Pan Hao’s shoulder, biting a small patch of skin, occasionally letting out muffled groans through his nose.

Their bodies clung tightly together. This position let the cock go in the deepest. His insides were being wrecked just right. Pan Hao turned his head and started licking Xu Ran’s ear. His big, warm hands roamed down his back. Xu Ran couldn’t help thinking this was what it felt like when lust and emotion perfectly blended.

“Harder… deeper… I want you…”
He was no longer satisfied with what he had. He wanted more. He wanted Pan Hao to go wild inside him, to leave marks all over him, to fuck him until there was nothing left but sweat and trembling limbs.

Still buried inside him, Pan Hao laid Xu Ran flat on the bed, then flipped him over so his back faced up. Xu Ran stayed on all fours. Pan Hao yanked that filthy ass up high. The hole twitched slightly, the tip slid in again, and it opened up eagerly to take him.

Xu Ran didn’t complain about being flipped around like a toy. In fact, he kind of liked this position. The brutal pounding made him grip the headboard just to keep steady. Each time Pan Hao’s balls slapped his ass, it made a sticky, wet sound.

He gave up pretending and went full slut, clenching his hole in sync with Pan Hao’s thrusts. When he heard the man groan like he couldn’t take it anymore, he smiled with satisfaction.

“Stop clenching. It’s already tight enough.”
Pan Hao’s cock was getting squeezed so hard it almost made him lose control. He smacked Xu Ran’s ass a few times before the brat finally behaved.

Xu Ran grinned, refusing to back down.
“What’s wrong… can’t keep up anymore, huh?”

That line could set off any man like a landmine, and Pan Hao was no exception. Xu Ran couldn’t see it, but behind him, Pan Hao had already flashed that signature smile. Predatory, cocky, and full of dominance.

The thrusts suddenly picked up pace, sending Xu Ran spiraling. Pan Hao gripped his ass tightly, fingers sinking into the soft flesh and spreading him wide open. He pounded into that slick hole like a beast, so hard that Xu Ran’s whole body went limp, except for one part that was still rock hard. Even that mouth of his, usually so good at running off, had gone soft. Under the strength of the man behind him, he could only submit.

“I’m gonna die… fuck… slow… slow down…”
Xu Ran changed tactics, pretending to whimper with a choked voice, trying to act coy. But even to his own ears, it made his skin crawl.

Pan Hao just scoffed. No sympathy, no mercy.

By the end of it, Xu Ran felt like he was about to be fucked into oblivion. He’d already cum twice. The second time, even when his hole was clenching hard during climax, Pan Hao didn’t let up. If this kept going, Xu Ran swore he might have to beg for mercy and call him daddy before it was over.

Even after Xu Ran came, Pan Hao kept fucking him. Xu Ran couldn’t hold himself up anymore. His body slumped against the bed, but his ass stayed up, still getting pounded. Mind hazy, he started mumbling confessions again, spewing shameless nonsense like how amazing Pan Hao was, how huge his cock was, how good it felt, how much he loved him.

Pan Hao took it all in stride. His cock was already sore and twitching. He was close. Fighting back the urge to cum, he pulled out. Xu Ran, whether by instinct or pure tease, clamped down around the tip. His hole twitched and sucked like a greedy mouth.

Next thing he knew, Pan Hao flipped him over. The man straddled Xu Ran’s face. At first, Xu Ran thought he was about to get a facial, but then Pan Hao grabbed his head and shoved his cock straight into his mouth.

“Mmmph—”

Xu Ran’s eyes went wide. This bastard just pulled that thing out of his ass and shoved it into his mouth. What the actual fuck. But he didn’t get a chance to complain. Pan Hao’s grip was firm, locking his head in place as he stuffed his full length down his throat. Xu Ran knew exactly how thick he was, and now, fully hard, it was even worse. It was already hard enough to take it all in, and now the man was fucking his mouth. Saliva streamed down the corners of his lips.

Thankfully, Pan Hao didn’t drag it out. After a few dozen hard thrusts into the warm, wet mouth, he pulled out and came.

Xu Ran instinctively shut his eyes but forgot to close his mouth. Pan Hao had made him cum twice already. Now, this load was thick, heavy, and hot. It splashed across his face and inevitably into his mouth. The salty, bitter taste spread over his tongue.

Disgusting. Definitely not something he’d ever get used to.

Afterward, Xu Ran didn’t want to move a muscle. He lay there like a puddle of used-up flesh. Pan Hao let him be, gently wiped his face with tissues and asked, “Wanna sleep here or come back to mine?”

Xu Ran groaned, “Yours.”

Once they finally lay down to rest, Xu Ran clung to Pan Hao like an octopus. After a while, he said, “Hey, dumbass.”

Pan Hao hummed with his eyes closed. Xu Ran leaned in close to his face. “Lower your head.”

Pan Hao obeyed, and Xu Ran lifted his chin, bumped into his jaw, then his chin again, until he found his mouth. Then he shoved his tongue in.

“How do you like your own taste?”