Slashh-XO
Stories
27
Chapters
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2.8 M
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Reading
9 d, 16 h
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In Great Qi, there lived an old general named Bu. Infamous for his indulgent tastes and love of beauty, he received gifts from both allies and enemies at court. Men and women alike were sent to please him. His private mansion bloomed with courtesans and charm, a garden of songbirds and blossoms that stirred envy in every visitor. Among his oldest rivals was the Prime Minister, Lu Binglian. One day, Prime Minister Lu sent him a male bedslave, claiming it was an offering of peace. After years of butting…-
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Walking along the quiet street, Mu Yuan couldn’t stop replaying Wen Shang’s words from the phone call just now. “From now on, I’ll take care of you.” Just few simple words, yet they carried more weight than any grand vow. Somehow, Mu Yuan believed them and he felt certain Wen Shang would keep that promise for life. His mood was unbelievably good. He bounced along, humming a little tune to himself, planning to grab some stir-fried beef noodles before heading home. Not far ahead, a white…-
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Wen Shang ran several red lights on his way over. By the time he reached the massage parlor on Linyuan Avenue that Mu Yuan had mentioned, the chaos had already died down. There was no sign of Mu Yuan anywhere, but right in front of the entrance, Wen Shang spotted a pool of blood. It was a bright, fresh red, not yet dried. The front doors were tightly shut. He scanned the area, then hurried across the street to a convenience store and asked the shop owner, “Excuse me, do you know what happened here just…
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Mu Yuan made a spontaneous decision to drop by the shop and have Ryan touch up one of his tattoos. The place was busy today, and since he didn’t make an appointment, he sat on the couch playing mobile games while waiting. A male customer who had just finished getting inked walked out of one of the rooms. As he passed Mu Yuan, he casually slipped a small note into Mu Yuan’s jacket pocket and gave him a flirty look. He mimed a phone call with his hand, mouthed “Call me back,” then turned and…
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“Wen-ge, wait wait wait, don’t be mad. I didn’t mean it just now.” Mu Yuan quickly ran out of the shop and chased after Wen Shang, explaining, “I didn’t hear what you said clearly. I thought you were cussing me out, so I just threw one back out of reflex.” He laughed sheepishly and tugged at Wen Shang’s sleeve. “Come on, let’s go back and get in line.” “If you want to eat that, go eat it yourself.” Wen Shang’s attitude hadn’t improved one bit. Mu Yuan hadn’t gotten…
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There’s a saying, once you taste the marrow, you’ll crave the flavor. Mu Yuan’s fearless drive to explore and seek truth was, unfortunately, applied in the wrong place. As a result, a whole new door to a different world had been thrown wide open. After that night, he found himself seeing sex between men in a completely new light. He still got hard watching porn, that much hadn’t changed. Prostate play was just another form of physical pleasure. It didn’t mean he was gay. There was no shame…
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There was something big going on at Sheng Yi today. Hifi’s new nightclub was officially opening to the public. A bunch of the gang’s brothers showed up on their own to celebrate, and all six of the other agents besides Hifi attended the ribbon-cutting ceremony. The seven agents of Sheng Yi were known as the Seven Elites. They were Mu Yuan, Hifi, Old Er, Yuan Yuan, Zhong Bo, Old Cai, and Long Mei. Sheng Yi always operated on one principle: the capable take the seat. Anyone who managed to become an…
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Wen Shang's thoughts drifted back to the present. He casually asked, “Are the people on this photo wall still part of the troupe?” Zhuo Fei shook his head. “The people here are either current or former members of Hongqing, but not all of them stayed. Some left to start their own troupes after completing their training. Others left for personal reasons.” Wen Shang knew someone like Mu Yuan wouldn't have gone off to start his own troupe. He followed up, “Those who left, were they expelled…
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"Is there anything I can help you with?" Zhuo Fei noticed the man in the suit looked unfamiliar. He wasn't a regular patron of the troupe and didn’t seem like he was here to find someone. So he walked over and asked politely. Wen Shang shifted his gaze from the performers rehearsing on stage. He turned to Zhuo Fei and replied, "I was passing by and heard someone singing opera. Got curious and stepped inside. Sorry if I interrupted anything." "Not at all." Zhuo Fei quickly waved his hand, smiling…
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Mu Yuan was sure that Wen Shang was up to no good. He bolted, sprinting up the stairs and rushing into the room, slamming the door behind him in a panic. But he was just a second too late. Wen Shang’s hand shot through the gap, and with one hard shove of his knee, he forced the door open and barged right in. “Not bad. You’re pretty damn good at switching roles.” Wen Shang stood at the doorway, blocking the exit, looking at him with a mocking smile. Mu Yuan instantly knew the act was over.…
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