Chapter 39 – Almost Overwhelmed with Pleasure

Although Ye Zhou didn’t have lubricant at home, Guan Heng still found a jar of Vaseline on his bedside table.

Ye Zhou had momentarily forgotten about using this as a substitute for lube; otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to dilate for so long. Even now, his ass retained a strong sensation of foreign intrusion, which felt strange. He saw Guan Heng open the lid and move to spread his legs when he suddenly shouted, “Wait, I…”

Guan Heng looked at him.

Ye Zhou was still mentally dominant and couldn’t quite accept the fact that he was about to be taken, especially in front of someone else: “…I want to change positions.”

Guan Heng had no objections: “Okay.”

However, after changing positions, Ye Zhou felt even more awkward. Kneeling down with his back to Guan Heng, wasn’t he exposing everything?

But Guan Heng didn’t give him another chance to hesitate. The oiled fingers soon invaded him.

“Mm…” Ye Zhou had been played with by the fingers for so long that he still felt a tingling sensation inside. His body hadn’t forgotten the previous sensations and immediately trembled sensitively. He struggled slightly, then was restrained by Guan Heng who wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, trapping him completely beneath him. The slick fingers moved in and out smoothly, rapidly thrusting inside the back entrance without any resistance, bringing an indescribable pleasure. Ye Zhou wasn’t skinny, nor was his build much different from Guan Heng’s, but he was still firmly suppressed by the latter. His reaction was somewhat bewildered: “How…”

It was even more pleasurable than before.

“Comfortable?” Guan Heng pressed against Ye Zhou’s back, his fingers precisely pressing a certain point inside him. If what happened in the bathroom was intentional, then this was truly the beginning of foreplay.

“Aaah—” Ye Zhou couldn’t answer Guan Heng’s question, instinctively wriggling his ass as if to express his indescribable feelings.

Guan Heng withdrew his fingers entirely, coated them with more Vaseline, and then inserted them again, meticulously expanding every inch within the passage as if leaving no place untouched. Guan Heng’s meticulousness was fully displayed at this moment.

This time, Ye Zhou couldn’t take it anymore, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands. His penis hardened again, and the sensitive glans accidentally rubbed against the fabric on the bed, causing his buttocks to clench tighter.

Ye Zhou’s penis wasn’t considered small, but it was still a bit smaller compared to Guan Heng’s.

When Guan Heng added the second finger, Ye Zhou’s reaction wasn’t too great. It wasn’t until the third finger was buried in his back entrance that Ye Zhou suddenly writhed: “Mmm…”

Guan Heng looked down and saw that Ye Zhou subconsciously rubbed his erect penis against the sheets. The fluid flowing from the tip had already soaked a small area of the sheets. The sensitive tip rubbed against the sheets, while his back entrance devoured Guan Heng’s fingers. This scene was quite erotic and debauched.

Guan Heng’s eyes darkened, continuing to insert three fingers deep inside and stirring them around.

“Haa… Mmm…”

After all the preparations Guan Heng had made earlier, Ye Zhou could finally experience the pleasure of using his back entrance. However, he didn’t get to enjoy it for long. Suddenly, his body was pulled backward, and he couldn’t rub his penis against the sheets anymore. The fingers buried in his ass unexpectedly retreated without warning. The sudden interruption of pleasure was quite unbearable for Ye Zhou, and his body unconsciously moved backward. But with this retreat, his ass immediately came into contact with something with a startling presence.

Ye Zhou froze, and when he realized what it was, he was completely startled awake. Instinctively struggling to escape forward, Guan Heng wouldn’t give him that chance. With one hand, he held Ye Zhou’s waist and dragged him toward his own crotch. His hard penis was already pressed against the entrance, ready to strike.

Ye Zhou shuddered at the touch of the massive weapon, a strong sense of danger welling up within him. But Guan Heng didn’t give Ye Zhou any chance to escape, plunging into his body.

“Aaah—!”

Even though the preparations beforehand were sufficient, Ye Zhou could still feel the pain of his body being torn apart.

Guan Heng was no stranger to such situations, stopping halfway without moving. Simultaneously, his left hand reached under Ye Zhou’s body, grabbing the thing that had gone limp from pain and stimulating it.

“Mm…” Ye Zhou shivered again. No matter how much his ass hurt, his penis was still sensitive. He reacted after a few touches, the pleasure slightly distracting him from the pain, allowing his body to gradually relax.

Guan Heng didn’t take advantage of this moment to delve deeper, instead leaning over and calling out to him, “Ye Zhou.”

Ye Zhou instantly understood what Guan Heng wanted to do. He slightly raised his body and turned to kiss him, their lips and tongues instantly entwining together.

Guan Heng kissed him tenderly yet forcefully. Although it was meant to comfort him, his right hand supported Ye Zhou’s chin, firmly controlling him in the palm of his hand. The left hand, still between his thighs, skillfully and dexterously stroked his penis.

“Mm…” Guan Heng’s kissing skills and manual expertise were too good, Ye Zhou quickly felt aroused. Perhaps the most painful moment had passed, and desire began to awaken again. Ye Zhou hardened in Guan Heng’s hand, and even his back entrance adapted to the intruding object.

At this moment, Guan Heng started to move. The thing buried in Ye Zhou’s body stirred slightly, pushing itself deeper with firmness and slowness.

It was too deep.

Ye Zhou couldn’t help whimpering, clearly feeling the process of being thoroughly possessed by Guan Heng. This feeling was unfamiliar to him. Even though he had rejected it just moments ago, he was slowly accepting it now.

Kissing in this position was exhausting, Ye Zhou’s neck ached, but Guan Heng didn’t release his grip, his tongue continuously stirring and sucking in his mouth.

Then, Guan Heng started pounding him in this position.

“Aaah—” Ye Zhou furrowed his brows, nearly moaning from the depths of his throat. An even stranger and stronger pleasure emanated from the place of union. It was as if electricity surged through his nerves, making his entire body tingle with sensitivity. He felt as if his body was out of control, and his instincts started to struggle again: “Mm, no—”

But as a grown man, he couldn’t break free from Guan Heng’s restraint at this moment.

As soon as Guan Heng sensed Ye Zhou’s struggles, he lightly bit his lip, warning, “Don’t resist, follow me.”

Ye Zhou now knew the kind of person Guan Heng was and naturally wouldn’t go against him. After a slight mental preparation, he quickly stopped struggling, fully accepting everything Guan Heng brought him.

Guan Heng kissed him deeply once again, his tongue almost licking every corner of his mouth, then said, “Ye Zhou, you’re mine. From now on, you can only belong to me.”

Guan Heng’s tone was too serious, Ye Zhou was stunned, goosebumps inexplicably rising. At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the word “frightening” that Yue Shu had mentioned. Guan Heng’s possessiveness was too strong, quietly invading every aspect of life, luring his prey into his net without them realizing it. In fact, since Guan Heng confessed his attraction to him, Ye Zhou had felt like a moth drawn to a flame, willingly walking into a trap. Such a meticulous and confidently powerful person easily made people feel like they were being manipulated, unable to escape his control, indeed making them feel powerless and frightened.

But looking at it from another perspective, Guan Heng would also be his alone. They stood on the same starting line. Guan Heng controlled him, but he also completely captured Guan Heng’s heart.

Such a cost-effective deal, Ye Zhou didn’t need to think twice: “Okay.”

After receiving an answer, Guan Heng immediately released the hand restraining Ye Zhou’s chin, pushing him back onto the bed again. At this time, he also withdrew his left hand, no longer touching Ye Zhou’s penis. Both hands gripped his waist, and he began to pound fiercely.

“Mm, aaah—!”

Outside, thunder and lightning continued, and Ye Zhou was enduring a stormy assault. He remained in a kneeling position; precisely because of this, Guan Heng hit him very deeply each time, thrusting quickly. His prostate was fiercely stimulated, and his buttocks were struck forcefully, producing intense and shameful sounds.

Ye Zhou trembled incessantly under Guan Heng, his mind blank from the pounding, leaving only repressed moans: “Haa, slower… Aaah…”

He was dying.

It was too pleasurable.

Only now did he realize what it was like to be the bottom.

Although getting hit in the prostate was pleasurable, not everyone was gifted enough to reach climax through penetration, let alone that this was Ye Zhou’s first time. His pleasure kept accumulating, but the inability to climax despite wanting to caused him immense discomfort. He reached down to touch himself again, only to be stopped by Guan Heng once more: “Don’t touch.”

Ye Zhou wondered if Guan Heng had eyes on his body; otherwise, how could he know while facing away from him: “I’m uncomfortable…”

“Just bear with it a little longer, I’ll make you feel even better later.”

The way Guan Heng claimed to make Ye Zhou feel even better was by grabbing his hands from behind and lifting his upper body slightly, making him hover slightly in the air. This position brought Ye Zhou’s ass even closer to Guan Heng, practically swallowing the other’s penis whole. Not to mention, Guan Heng maintained a high-speed thrusting state, pounding in and out entirely.

Ye Zhou furrowed his brows deeply, squeezing his buttocks even tighter: “Mm, too deep—”

But Guan Heng’s stamina and waist strength were simply too good, his arm strength astonishing. This position continued for more than ten minutes without stopping. Ye Zhou couldn’t bear it anymore but couldn’t break free: “Guan Heng, enough—Teacher Guan—”

Ye Zhou suspected that Guan Heng was usually too restrained, which was why he was so… so vigorous in bed.

No wonder Yue Shu…

“Aaah—” Ye Zhou was suddenly hit hard.

Guan Heng seemed to notice his distraction: “What are you thinking?”

Ye Zhou started to suspect that Guan Heng had mind-reading abilities. How did he discover his spacing out: “Nothing, mm…”

Guan Heng continued to pound him mercilessly, only releasing Ye Zhou after he was left with a blank mind. Ye Zhou lay sprawled on the bed, his arms numb and devoid of sensation, his body lacking any strength.

And Guan Heng, holding Ye Zhou’s waist, flipped him over.

They had already done it, and Ye Zhou eventually had to face Guan Heng, face the reality of being taken.

Guan Heng spread Ye Zhou’s legs face-to-face, and this time Ye Zhou didn’t shout to stop; he had no strength left to struggle. His legs were spread to a humiliating angle, revealing the wet situation between his thighs. His back entrance, having been pounded open, couldn’t close for the time being. His penis in front was painfully engorged, the glans swollen and red, continuously leaking fluids from the tiny opening.

Ye Zhou’s physique was actually not bad, with chest and abdominal muscles in perfect proportion. A thin layer of skin provided a great feel, and there wasn’t an ounce of excess fat around his waist.

Guan Heng glanced down, using his left hand to grab Ye Zhou’s penis.

Ye Zhou suddenly groaned, his expression of endurance extremely sexy. That place was already hypersensitive, and with this touch, he was about to climax, violently quivering in Guan Heng’s hand.

However, Guan Heng didn’t allow Ye Zhou to release. He merely held on, occasionally lightly tracing the tip of his thumb over the overflowed opening at the top.

Ye Zhou seemed to really be unable to bear it, his voice low and soft: “Guan Heng…”

Guan Heng acknowledged with a sound, pressing Ye Zhou’s knee pits open with his right hand, burying himself inside once again.

“Mm, ah—” Ye Zhou cried out uncontrollably while his penis was being held, his body suddenly tensing up, the solid lines of his muscles pleasant to the touch and sight.

His back entrance, already pounded into a moist and soft state, Guan Heng began to charge upon entering, aiming straight for his sensitive spots.

Ye Zhou writhed beneath Guan Heng, the captured penis hard to the point of pain, as if it was about to explode: “Guan Heng… let me climax…”

The more Ye Zhou held back, the tighter his back entrance clamped, tightly coiling around Guan Heng’s penis.

Guan Heng grunted under Ye Zhou’s tight grip, finally no longer appearing to have everything under control. Sweat trickled down his neck, sliding over his sexy, firm pectoral muscles. He suddenly released his grip, and before Ye Zhou could react, he was met with even more intense and rapid thrusting.

“Aaah—”

Guan Heng continuously stimulated Ye Zhou’s prostate, finally forcing Ye Zhou to the brink of explosion. Despite it being his first time using his rear, he reached a climax even more intense than ejaculation under Guan Heng’s superb technique: “Haa, aah—!”

His back entrance convulsed wildly, his entire body’s muscles trembling, his entire being in a state of stupor. His penis first quivered, pouring out a large amount of transparent fluid before slowly releasing semen.

And Guan Heng similarly experienced the ultimate pleasure, calling out Ye Zhou’s name before releasing inside him.