SG 41

Hot water dripped onto the tiles. Chu Baiyan stared at the splashing water, his gaze drifting uncontrollably to his feet, then up his ankles. 

Yan Anqing’s skin became even more moisturized in the fine mist, and the water droplets on his body shimmered in the bright light. Without any obstruction, the pair of dimples on his lower back appeared. The water flowed down from his shoulder blades, caressing every inch of his skin before falling along his thighs to the ground. 

It seemed as if the Creator had a special favor for Yan Anqing. He didn’t exercise, but his figure was perfectly proportioned, with a narrow waist and perky butt complementing each other. He was slender but never thin. 

The feeling of his wet skin against his back from swimming suddenly flooded back to his mind. The figure before him swayed, and his body’s desires clamored to break free. Chu Baiyan’s Adam’s apple rolled a few times, and something swelled somewhere. 

The sound of the shower stopped, and the moment Yan Anqing turned, he looked away. The noise of plastic bags rubbing against each other and the rustling sound of people getting dressed mixed together, and then it returned to silence. 

“I’m done.” Yan Anqing dressed and walked in front of Chu Baiyan, his lips red from the hot water. 

“Wait for me at the door of the locker room, I’ll come find you when I’m done.” Chu Baiyan covered his lower body with the towel in his hand. 

He glanced at the door and saw people coming in and out continuously. Even if no one was paying attention to him, it would be uncomfortable to stand at the door. Yan Anqing refused: “I’ll help you watch the door here.” 

“It’s stuffy in there, it’s cooler outside. 

” “It’s not stuffy, there are too many people at the door.” Yan Anqing turned his head and glanced at the person who just walked through the partition door, “I don’t want others to see you.” 

Chu Baiyan couldn’t persuade him, nor could he refute him, so he could only follow him. 

The statue taking a bath is indeed more beautiful than the sleeping statue. Every muscle and every line is dynamic, containing strength and beauty. 

Bony fingers worked foam into his hair, his muscular forearms bulged, his voluptuous shoulder blades rose as he washed his hair, the water running down his back and disappearing into the cracks of his back… 

Yan Anqing was fascinated at first, but then he started to feel something was wrong. He felt a surge of heat all over his body. 

The foam on his head was rinsed off by the shower. Chu Baiyan tilted his head back, tucked his wet hair back, and washed his face under the shower. His chin and neck stretched into a graceful arc, and water dripped continuously from the tip of his chin. 

He knew Yan Anqing was watching him. Usually, when he woke up in the morning, Yan Anqing would stare at him for a while by the sofa before washing up. 

The sound of water stopped, and Chu Baiyan suddenly turned around, his eyes meeting Yan Anqing’s. With just a quick glance from the front, Yan Anqing was shocked and looked away at a loss. 

“Let’s go.” Chu Baiyan changed his clothes, put the two pairs of swimming trunks in a bag, and carried them in his hand. 

Taking the passenger seat, Yan Anqing said, his tone only hinting at something: “Let me carry the bag.” He took the bag, tucking it between his legs, and stole another glance at Chu Baiyan. 

After being parked outside for over two hours, the car was as hot as a steamer, scorching the two of them. Chu Baiyan turned the air conditioning down a few degrees, cranking up the fan speed, and flicked on the car’s music player. 

“I want to see you, only you in the future and the past. I only want to see you, traveling through thousands of timelines, leaning on each other in a sea of people. I’ve used all my logic and ingenuity to deduce love’s most difficult mystery. Are you, like me, waiting for a “I do”?…” 

The melody sounded familiar, but Yan Anqing couldn’t remember the name, so he hummed along. Originally, the two of them were going to the same Cantonese restaurant after their swim, but he noticed Chu Baiyan’s car was heading in the opposite direction. 

“Isn’t this intersection a right turn?” 

“Go home first.” Chu Baiyan stepped on the accelerator before the green light countdown ended, accelerating through. 

The car turned into a small road near the residential complex. The lush holly trees on both sides blocked most of the sunlight, casting continuous shadows on the car windows. After leaving the car on the side of the road, the door of “Starfish Pottery” was opened and locked from the inside. Yan Anqing was grabbed by the hand by Chu Baiyan and dragged upstairs without knowing what was going on. 

As soon as he entered the room, Chu Baiyan pushed him against the wall, grabbed Yan Anqing’s shoulders, and asked in a deep voice: “Have you thought about the question I asked you last time?” 

Afraid that he was not straightforward enough, Chu Baiyan continued: “Are you willing to be my boyfriend? Are you willing to be with me for the rest of your life?” 

Yan Anqing was a little confused: “We are already a couple.” Although Chu Baiyan asked him to think about it carefully, in Yan Anqing’s heart, they kissed every day, which meant that he had already agreed. 

The sunlight outside the window shone into the room through the gaps in the leaves, leaving spots of light on the floor, swaying with the wind. There were also a few bright spots on Chu Baiyan’s body. Yan Anqing’s eyes followed these spots of light and reached out to touch them. 

Chu Baiyan took a deep breath, lowered his head, and rested his forehead against Yan Anqing’s. “Do you know what couples do?” 

“Yes,” Yan Anqing nodded. He’d looked it up online. Couples kiss and do many intimate things, like sleeping in the same bed and having sex. These were things that friends couldn’t do, things only lovers could do. 

Chu Baiyan’s breath was hot. “Are you willing? I want to hear your answer again.” 

“Yes,” Yan Anqing replied, kissing the corner of his mouth and whispering, “I’m ready.” As soon as he finished speaking, his lip was bitten, it stung a little. 

Chu Baiyan held the back of his head, deepening the kiss, rolling and sucking, all his emotions melting into this passionate kiss. He wrapped his tongue around his, greedily scooping up the saliva in his mouth. His hand reached inside his clothes and grasped the waist he’d wanted to hold in the shower, repeatedly rubbing his delicate skin. 

The tide of emotion that had not fully subsided surged back in an instant, Yan Anqing was hard, and Chu Baiyan who pressed against him was even harder.

The two fell onto the sofa, kissing. Chu Baiyan removed his T-shirt and pressed down on him, kissing from lips to neck. The obstructing clothing was ripped from Yan Anqing’s body and thrown to the floor. His hot lips and tongue licked his collarbone, sucking on the small nub on his chest, which had been waiting for him to pluck.

“Hmm…” a moan escaped Yan Anqing’s lips. He tried to arch his body, but Chu Baiyan held him down again. “It hurts…” He thrust his hips to rub against Chu Baiyan, his lower body confined in his jeans was hard and painful. 

“It hurts too. Can you help me?” Chu Baiyan grabbed Yan Anqing’s wrist and pressed it against his own trouser button. He reached down and pulled Yan Anqing’s pants down, his delicate member immediately popping out. 

Yan Anqing, with trembling hands, unbuttoned Chu Baiyan’s pants, struggling for a long time before finally opening them. He could feel the scorching heat radiating from there even through his underwear. 

“Ah…” Yan Anqing gasped in surprise the moment he was held, his brain seemed to be burned by an overheated electric current. He had never experienced this before. Before meeting Chu Baiyan, he had never even masturbated except for wet dreams. 

After just two strokes, Chu Baiyan’s palms were sticky. He kissed Yan Anqing’s dazed eyes and whispered in his ear: “One more time.” 

Chu Baiyan also released his own hand, grabbed Yan Anqing’s hand and held it, guiding his hand up and down. The thin calluses on the palm of his hand rubbed against the tip, and Chu Baiyan couldn’t help but groan. 

“Do you like this?” He sucked Yan Anqing’s earlobe. 

“I like it…” Yan Anqing’s eyes were misty. Chu Baiyan’s big thing became wet in his hand, and liquid kept flowing out of the tip, making it slippery. He grabbed it a little excitedly, rubbed it without any method, and covered it with his palm and rubbed it randomly.

Chu Baiyan kissed his mouth, carefully copying from the lips and teeth to the tip of the tongue, while stroking in circles, taking care of every sensitive point. The man under him moaned softly from his nose, and the thing that had just slumped after ejaculation stood up again. 

Yan Anqing simply couldn’t stand such stimulation, his brain had stopped working, and only instinctive desire remained. The two of them were held together in Chu Baiyan’s hot and wet palm, rubbing against each other to produce greater pleasure. When the little nipple on his chest was sucked and bitten, he surrendered to Chu Baiyan’s hand. 

When Chu Baiyan ejaculated, Yan Anqing had only one feeling, that Chu Baiyan’s thing was not only big, but also lasted a long time. He was of no help, except that his lips and chest were swollen from being kissed.