STIDM 36

The next day, Yan Lu kept grinning like an idiot, stealing glances at Zhong Zong from time to time. It made Zhong Zong’s ears go red. Unable to hold back, he grabbed Yan Lu into his arms and rubbed him roughly.

“Quit smiling.”

“Hehehe, Xiao Zhong Zong, how about I go to your house and propose?”

“…”

“You like me this much, right? Then I guess I can reluctantly go ask for your hand.”

“…”

“Aiya, Zhong Zong, you’re blushing! That’s rare!”

Zhong Zong really couldn’t take it anymore. Thankfully, a phone call came in right on time and saved Yan Lu. Otherwise, he probably would’ve been thrown onto the bed and spanked hard by Zhong Zong.

Zhong Zong hung up the phone and tossed a jacket over Yan Lu’s head.

“Put this on. Qin Shu and the others are waiting downstairs.”

“Why are they here?”

“To celebrate the move.”

“What the hell!”

One hour later.

Zhong Zong sat there dipping tripe into the hot pot. Once it was cooked, he picked it up and placed it into Yan Lu’s bowl. Yan Lu, on the other hand, was whispering something into Little Lemon’s ear while giggling the whole time.

Steam rose in waves from the hot pot. The yin-yang broth bubbled on both sides, one red, one white. Mushrooms and corn rolled around inside, and ribs and beef floated up and sank back down in the red broth.

Just as Little Lemon reached his chopsticks toward the red soup, Qin Shu’s chopsticks smacked his away. A bright yellow piece of sweet corn landed right in his bowl.

Little Lemon frowned. Qin Shu shot him a look.

“I already said you can’t eat hot pot. Even if you’re here, you still can’t eat it.”

Little Lemon obediently pulled his chopsticks back into his own bowl and started gnawing on the corn like a rabbit, crunching away.

Yan Lu found it amusing, but also felt bad for him. So he raised his glass and challenged Qin Shu to a game of “fifteen-twenty” with hand signals, causing just enough distraction for Little Lemon to sneak a few bites of meat.

But the price of friendship was that while Qin Shu still looked totally fine, Yan Lu’s face was already flushed.

Out of an entire case of beer, three-fourths had ended up in Yan Lu’s belly during the game.

Zhong Zong couldn’t watch anymore. Qin Shu studied psychology, so of course he completely crushed Yan Lu.

He made Yan Lu sit to the side to rest and eat something, then took his place.

This time, the game went fifty-fifty. The wins and losses were evenly matched. Qin Shu finally went down, and Zhong Zong ended up just as drunk.

After dinner, Yan Lu and Zhong Zong stumbled home in a daze and collapsed into a heap right by the shoe cabinet.

Yan Lu’s shirt was halfway off, his nipples caught between Zhong Zong’s lips, being licked and sucked.

His pants were pulled down, and a single finger pushed inside. His hole quickly grew slick, squelching around the intruding finger with wet, eager sounds.

Zhong Zong was panting, his breath thick with alcohol. He unzipped his pants and grabbed his erect cock, rubbing the tip back and forth against the slippery entrance. The rim twitched and clenched, starving for more, and only then did he start to push in, just a little at first.

In that split second, Zhong Zong felt like he was forgetting something. Just as the thought was about to surface, Yan Lu rocked his hips up with a sticky shiver, lifting and twisting his ass to squeeze and swallow Zhong Zong’s cock, nearly overwhelming him with how hungry he was.

Zhong Zong didn’t have time to think anymore. He grabbed the plump, perked-up ass and flipped him over, thrusting in hard and fast, slamming into the burning-hot hole with loud, wet smacks.

Yan Lu braced himself against the shoe cabinet, his body jerking with every thrust. He stood on one leg, barely able to keep from collapsing.

The lower he sank, the deeper the cock slammed into him. Yan Lu choked out a sob, his hands weakly pushing against Zhong Zong as he rasped, “No, pull out a bit, it’s too deep.”

The alcohol had scrambled both of their minds. Zhong Zong was nothing like his usual self, no longer holding back. He clutched Yan Lu’s ass and fucked him like he was trying to split him open, pounding hard, ramming into him over and over while kneading that fleshy ass with both hands.

He groped Yan Lu’s cock, gave it a hard stroke, syncing the movement with the lewd slap of his hips crashing into the entrance. Wet, filthy smacks echoed as he pounded into Yan Lu’s ass, making him flinch from the sting and tighten even more.

Zhong Zong tore at his own shirt, kicked off his shoes, then lifted Yan Lu up by the ass. He bounced him once to pull him in tighter.

The cock slipped out, then slammed right back in.

“Ah!” Yan Lu cried out, then couldn’t stop screaming with each thrust that followed. Zhong Zong was like a man possessed, having the time of his life. He stood in the middle of the living room, clutching Yan Lu and bouncing him up and down on his cock. The wooden floor creaked and groaned beneath them, almost ready to jump with every slam.

They tangled their way onto the bed.
Yan Lu lay face down on the bed, ass raised, facing away from Zhong Zong.

His shoulders tapered into his waist and hips, the smooth lines glowing with a warm, honeyed sheen. His plump ass was marked with red handprints, and clear fluid was seeping from between his cheeks, slowly dripping out from the swollen red hole.

The hole was still slightly parted, clearly just stretched open.

Zhong Zong was panting heavily, eyes locked on that glistening opening. He grabbed Yan Lu’s ass, squeezing the round flesh in his hands, kneading it up and down.

Yan Lu wiggled his hips, panting as he turned to look back. “Hurry up and get in.”

Zhong Zong’s breath hit the rim of his hole, cool against the heat, but it only sparked a hotter, hungrier wave inside him. His body tensed, the puckered rim tingling with a deep, aching itch.

The thick, round tip of his cock pressed against the entrance. That hole, already used and stretched, gave way easily, soft and welcoming around the length sliding in.

Skin slapped against skin, burning heat meeting burning heat. With just a shift in position, his cock reached the reproductive cavity. Yan Lu twisted in struggle, his face and body flushed deep red.

He rocked his hips in rhythm, moving up and down, twisting, letting his ass take the full force of the relentless thrusts.

The thick head scraped hard against the softest spot inside, fucking him so deep he ended up crawling forward. Just as he was about to slip away, Zhong Zong grabbed his ankles and pinned him down beneath him.

Yan Lu moaned, legs spread wide, begging through the sounds of violent slaps, “Don’t… mmh, it hurts, it hurts so much.”

It throbbed with a mixture of pain and pleasure, the tingling numbness reaching down to his toes. His cervix was being pounded over and over again, that tightly sealed place slowly giving in under the brute force invading it.

His nipples were being pinched and rubbed, while his ass stung with a burning ache. The pleasure surged in like a crashing wave, swallowing him whole.

The moment his cervix was forced open, Yan Lu’s whole body went rigid. White cum spurted from the front of his body as his nape was bitten down on.

The overwhelming rush of Alpha pheromones surged through every nerve in his body, setting his skin on fire like he’d been dosed with an aphrodisiac. Everything spun in dizzying, drugged heat.

The thick cock slammed deep inside, the heavy balls grinding firmly against his entrance, even pressing slightly into the soft rim.

The glans forced its way past the cervix.
The base of Zhong Zong’s cock expanded into a thick knot, locking itself at the entrance. Each burst of cum shot straight into his womb, scalding hot, filling it with thick semen.

The orgasm lasted long enough to make Yan Lu tremble all over, almost sending him into another climax.

His eyes fluttered open in a daze, his mind foggy, almost slipping into unconsciousness.

But then the cock, already hard again, rammed up inside with brutal force, dragging his drifting mind right back into his body.

He reached back, wrapped his arms around Zhong Zong’s waist, straddled his lap, and began bouncing on him again.