WTCM Extra 3. Mutual Attack is the Way

“No problem. You’re welcome anytime.”

Chen Tianxiang hung up the phone, then spent the entire afternoon cleaning their rented two-bedroom apartment. Everything that shouldn’t be seen was carefully hidden under the bed, and the study was rearranged neatly, with a foldable camp bed set up inside.

Qi Haiyang’s younger sister, Qi Xiaomei, had been admitted to university and planned to use her last high-school summer holiday to come stay with them for a few days. Of course, Chen Tianxiang intended to entertain her with good food and fun. After all, this was the little sister who’d wholeheartedly supported their relationship. He needed to earn extra goodwill with the Qi family.

“What? Xiaomei’s coming here? Why didn’t she tell me?” Qi Haiyang shook his head, clearly disagreeing. “No way! Our house only has two guys. She’s not a little girl anymore. It’ll be awkward!”

“Xiaomei said she didn’t tell you because she knew you wouldn’t agree,” Chen Tianxiang explained patiently. “But I think it’s fine, so I’ve already told her yes. There’s enough room here. Besides, you’re her brother. What’s so awkward? Or are you saying…” He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, lips curving upwards. “Are you worried about me making a move on your little sister?”

“No! I’m worried about Xiaomei making a move on you!” Qi Haiyang raised both hands in protest, his expression bitter. “I told you before, she’s obsessed with handsome guys. She could’ve easily traveled with her classmates, yet she insists on coming here. Obviously, she has other intentions towards you. Of course I have to object!”

“Objection denied! How can you talk about your own sister like that?” Chen Tianxiang shot down the protest without hesitation. Even though he hadn’t spent much time with her, he could tell Xiaomei was nothing like her two silly older brothers. She was calm, thoughtful, and well-mannered, nothing like the clingy fangirl Qi Haiyang had described.

Qi Xiaomei soon arrived, and she had no complaints about their slightly cramped living space or the fact her two brothers couldn’t keep her company during weekdays. Instead, she willingly took over all household chores. She’d even learned a few special dishes from their mother before coming. Compared to Qi Haiyang’s disastrous cooking skills, Chen Tianxiang felt Xiaomei was practically an angel from heaven. Yet it also made him feel guilty. Xiaomei rarely visited, but they had to wait until the weekend to take her sightseeing.

“Haha, don’t worry. I just missed you guys, so I wanted to come visit.” After the first day passed, Xiaomei showed no dissatisfaction, going to bed promptly at nine, clearly accustomed to a healthy routine.

“What a wonderful sister. I wish I had one too,” Chen Tianxiang sighed sincerely as he and Qi Haiyang shut their door and climbed into bed. Qi Haiyang scoffed, clearly unconvinced. “That girl’s not as sweet as she seems. She’s super lazy at home. House chores are the last thing she’d normally do. She definitely has other motives!”

Chen Tianxiang had already accepted Xiaomei as his own sister, and immediately jumped to her defense. “Don’t talk badly about our little angel!”

“What little angel? Huh? She’s definitely not! If anyone is your little angel, it should be me!” Qi Haiyang froze for a second before his jealousy erupted. He pinned Chen Tianxiang beneath him, tearing open his pajama collar and pressing heated kisses against his skin.

“Stop it! Xiaomei’s right next door!” Chen Tianxiang hastily covered his mouth, voice dropping to a whisper. “Hold yourself back for a few days. Don’t let her hear us.”

“It’s fine. She sleeps like a log. Once she’s out, nothing wakes her till morning,” Qi Haiyang reassured carelessly. Instead of pulling back, he boldly stuck out his tongue, slowly licking Chen Tianxiang’s hand, nibbling on his fingertips as he mumbled softly, “Hmm, whose turn is it today… yours or mine? Ah, right, it’s my turn…”

Usually, when it was Qi Haiyang’s turn to top, he would drag things out, hesitant and unsure. But tonight, he wasted no time. Within moments, he had already stripped away Chen Tianxiang’s pajama pants, spread his legs apart, and eagerly began probing at the tight entrance hidden between his cheeks.

“Wait! Don’t—ah…”
Chen Tianxiang tried to cover his mouth, but his lower half had already surrendered. He squeezed his thighs together, attempting to block the finger from pushing deeper inside, but Qi Haiyang, despite being restrained at the wrist, skillfully maneuvered his finger within, quickly locating the sensitive prostate and pressing firmly against it, rubbing in circles.

“Ah…”
The sudden stimulation sent Chen Tianxiang’s mind reeling, causing his thighs to reflexively wrap around Qi Haiyang’s waist. Remembering there was someone sleeping in the next room, he quickly bit back another moan, hissing softly in embarrassment, “Keep quiet!”

Qi Haiyang nodded obediently, generously coating his fingers with KY as he earnestly focused on prepping. He knew perfectly well that with Xiaomei staying here, Tianxiang would normally refuse sex, so he cleverly took the initiative, offering to top even though it was technically Tianxiang’s turn.

Speaking of that, he glanced longingly at Chen Tianxiang’s proudly erect cock. So thick, straight, and perfectly shaped, always filling him completely and pleasurably whenever he took it inside. He subconsciously clenched his hole a few times and swallowed hard. Oh well, he thought, not receiving was still better than no sex at all. Besides, Tianxiang’s body felt incredible beneath him, and that soft little hole gripped him so deliciously each time, making him never want to pull out.

Even though he preferred being bottom, he’d long mastered the art of topping. Without hesitation, he lifted Tianxiang’s hips, aligning his swollen shaft with the inviting, reddened entrance, and pushed in slowly, savoring the electrifying friction. Pleasure rippled through him instantly, igniting a fierce drive, prompting him to thrust vigorously and deeply into the tight, warm channel.

“Ugh… idiot! Slow… slow down…”
The wet sounds of flesh colliding filled the room, making Chen Tianxiang flush bright red in embarrassment. With an eighteen-year-old girl sleeping just a wall away, they were supposed to keep things quiet, yet here they were, unable to control themselves.

But once they started, stopping became impossible. Biting down on his lip, Chen Tianxiang muffled his moans, glaring at his partner with what he thought was intimidating anger, though in reality his flushed face and hazy eyes only served to provoke Qi Haiyang further. With a lustful growl, the big fool hungrily attacked Tianxiang’s cheeks and neck, working his way down until his mouth latched onto a sensitive nipple, sucking and licking noisily.

His thrusts intensified, each movement powerful and merciless, forcing more lewd, wet noises from their joined bodies. Soon enough, Chen Tianxiang completely forgot anyone else was home, surrendering fully to the pleasure.

Qi Haiyang skillfully stroked Tianxiang’s cock in rhythm with his thrusts, overwhelming him with pleasure both inside and out. Under the relentless dual stimulation, Tianxiang soon lost control, shuddering as he spilled hot cum between their bodies. Pleasure pulsed through him, blanking his mind completely until he felt Qi Haiyang stiffen and release deep inside him as well.

“Was it good, Xiang-ge?”
Qi Haiyang contentedly collapsed onto his lover, his spent cock still buried warmly inside, waiting eagerly to regain strength for another round.

“Ah…”
Chen Tianxiang sighed blissfully, his body feeling wonderfully relaxed. It seemed that being nervous really did amplify sensitivity, making the climax even more intense.

Wait—why had he been nervous?
Suddenly, Chen Tianxiang realized something important had slipped his mind. He rubbed his forehead and then remembered Xiaomei was sleeping next door. A wave of panic crashed over him.

Oh no! He couldn’t remember if he’d been too loud, but Qi Haiyang’s shameless moans had surely echoed loud enough to wake her.
He frantically tried to recall if he’d let slip any explicit demands like “more,” “harder,” or “it feels good,” but the more he thought about it, the more certain he became that he’d said them all.

How could he face her tomorrow? His cool, handsome image was completely ruined!

Unaware that Chen Tianxiang was already seething, Qi Haiyang still sprawled contentedly atop him, grinding and rubbing eagerly, his cock quickly hardening again inside that warm, soft entrance. As his movements naturally shifted back into thrusts, he mindlessly launched into round two.

A chill ran down Chen Tianxiang’s spine. Though his overly sensitive body trembled with the thrill of immediate penetration, no matter how good it felt, they absolutely couldn’t continue tonight. Summoning all his strength, he hooked an arm around Qi Haiyang’s neck and flipped their positions, mounting him firmly.

“Xiang-ge? You wanna ride?”
Qi Haiyang immediately grabbed both cheeks of Tianxiang’s ass, kneading them roughly. The sudden tightening squeeze of the hole gripping his shaft made him gasp. Unable to hold back his eagerness, he thrust upward forcefully the moment their positions switched.

“Ah… idiot! Don’t move!”
That unexpected thrust almost collapsed Tianxiang’s strength completely. His eyes were already watery from pleasure, yet he tried desperately to look fierce as he forced himself up onto shaky knees.

His movement was swift and determined, cruelly wrenching that hard cock out of the warm, gripping tunnel. Qi Haiyang could only whimper pitifully as his stiffened member twitched helplessly in the cold air, clear fluid oozing from its tip as if lamenting the sudden interruption of a good thing.

“Xiang-ge… why’d you get off? So cruel…”
Qi Haiyang pouted dramatically, squinting his eyes and pretending to cry. Of course, he knew exactly what Chen Tianxiang was worried about, but he also knew his sister. Once asleep, not even a thunderstorm could wake her.

Chen Tianxiang, however, felt he was the one who should be crying. With Qi Haiyang’s shaft abruptly removed, cum immediately began dripping from his hole, coating his thighs and buttocks in sticky white fluid. In his rush, Qi Haiyang hadn’t bothered with a condom this time. Although they had enjoyed bareback a few times before, they usually avoided it to keep cleanup simple. Now, not only would he need a thorough bath, but they’d also need to wash the bedding. If Xiaomei saw those sheets tomorrow, it’d be like putting up a billboard advertising that they, as two men, were so insatiable that they couldn’t control themselves even with a female guest staying in their home.

Chen Tianxiang desperately wanted to give the idiot responsible a good thrashing. But what if Xiaomei overheard and thought he was always bullying her brother? If she went home and told their parents, it could damage their happy little family. It had taken so long to find such a wonderful partner; he refused to risk a misunderstanding.

So, even though his anger boiled over, Chen Tianxiang could only swallow it down. He quickly wiped himself with a few tissues, got dressed, and prepared to go clean himself properly in the bathroom.

Seeing Chen Tianxiang ignoring him, Qi Haiyang pointed at his still proudly erect cock. When that got no response, he pouted again and jumped off the bed, ready to follow Tianxiang into the shower, determined to finish what he’d started.

Realizing Qi Haiyang intended to walk out completely naked, Chen Tianxiang lost all patience. He dragged the idiot back to the bed, twisted his arm, and pinned him roughly down onto the mattress.

“Don’t you dare leave this room!”
Glancing angrily down at the relentless erection still defiantly standing at attention between Qi Haiyang’s legs, Chen Tianxiang snarled through clenched teeth, “Take care of that yourself—and don’t make a sound!”

“Fine…” Qi Haiyang whimpered, nodding obediently like an aggrieved little wife.

Seeing him so pitiful, Chen Tianxiang softened immediately. He gently ruffled Haiyang’s hair in comfort. “After Xiaomei leaves, I’ll make it up to you. We’ll do whatever you want, however you like.”

Qi Haiyang instantly brightened, pretending to wipe away nonexistent tears and eagerly nodding his head. “Xiang-ge! Next time, you gotta wear your police uniform, and don’t forget the hat!”

Chen Tianxiang rolled his eyes but silently agreed. Quietly, he opened the bedroom door and tiptoed toward the bathroom. Passing by the study door, he noticed it was completely silent. Could it really be true, as Haiyang had said, that once Xiaomei was asleep, nothing could wake her until morning?

Curiosity getting the better of him, he crept closer, pressing his ear gently against the study door, listening carefully. Hearing only the steady breathing from within, he finally relaxed. Ah, he’d worried too much. Thinking back, he’d been overly rough with Haiyang earlier. Maybe he’d accidentally twisted his arm too hard? Perhaps after washing up, he could make it up to him one more time…

With a relieved smile, he quietly moved toward the bathroom, footsteps now lighter and more relaxed. Completely unaware, behind the study door, another person was also pressed up close, holding her breath until she was sure he’d left, finally letting out a sigh and sitting back onto the bed.

Good thing she’d made it back into the room just in time. If Xiang-ge had caught her outside, it would have been unbelievably awkward. Qi Xiaomei chuckled quietly to herself and quickly pulled out her phone, opening up the notes app and adding another scene:

Although the handsome policeman protested loudly, the powerful university student pinned him down roughly. The once neatly pressed police uniform was torn open, revealing enticing, tanned skin. Smirking wickedly, the student forced the policeman’s long legs apart, pressing his fingers against the tempting hole between his thighs, whispering lewdly, “You’re the one who promised to let me enjoy myself fully. No matter what I do, you’re not allowed to refuse.”

Xiaomei swallowed quietly, her heart racing as she wondered what they’d do next. Unfortunately, judging by Xiang-ge’s caution, she probably wouldn’t be able to collect more material these next few days. Originally, she’d planned to gather enough inspiration to finish writing her very first BL story, “The Tsundere Policeman and the Silly University Student.” But now she’d have to rely mostly on imagination.

Still, second brother hadn’t disappointed her. He’d shown himself to be quite the powerful top, exactly as she had predicted. This meant she’d won her bet against eldest brother once again. Xiaomei grinned happily. That two hundred yuan was going to be easy money.