A Straight Guy’s Nightmare

Natsukawa was awakened by a kiss. Even though he was so tired, he opened his eyes in the entanglement of his lips. As soon as he saw the face of Jiang Xuehang's beastly beast, he had the heart to break it into pieces.

Taking advantage of him while he was drunk ...

No, he's a big man, and he has something to buy cheaply.

Anyway, Jiang Xuehang's dangerous behavior is wrong!

Besides, Jiang Xuehang is so handsome and exquisite, and quite easy to be shy, usually Xia Chuan always takes care of him intentionally or unintentionally.

As a result, does this guy need care?

He didn't take a rest all night!

"You're awake." Seeing him open his eyes, Jiang Xuehang let go of his lips and kissed his eyelids and eyelashes instead, "I'll hold you to clean it up, okay?"

Xia Chuan didn't want to be taken by him to take a bath, he just wanted to hit him hard. But his brain was groggy, and he felt a twirling movement with a little movement, and he could only curse Jiang Xuehang vaguely. The other side didn't hear it at all, and easily held Xia Chuan, all the way to the bathtub that he had fought last night.

In the bright light of the bathroom, the traces of Natsukawa's body are particularly obvious. Dotted kiss marks spread from the neck to the collarbone, and the skin on the inner thighs is covered with bruising finger marks and tooth marks, as if showing the ownership of this body. Jiang Xuehang contentedly looked at his prey, and his lower body was about to move. He held Natsukawa's honey-colored thigh, separated to the sides, and looked at the over-used flowers. Fortunately, there was only some redness and swelling, and there were no rough insertions leaving scars, but the seminal fluid that had been shot inside was already a bit dry.

"Xia Xiaochuan, I will help you get things out now, hold back."

The extremely sensitive place was re-entered by foreign objects, and Natsukawa bit his lower lip and suffered discomfort. The finger who entered the flower hole was unsure, which maliciously exacerbated the frequency of insertion, and from time to time pressed on the inner wall. Xia Chuan cursed with a dumb voice: "Fuck, you **** die ... wow ..."

"Okay, don't tease you." Jiang Xuehang started to do the cleaning work seriously. If he continues his behavior, he will probably force Xiachuan to do it again.

When he cleared everything he shot in, he found that Xia Chuan's forehead was astonishingly hot.

After being drunk, he was forced to enter in the bathtub. The water was held dry without being wiped dry, and it was strange not to get sick.

Jiang Xuehang was so guilty that he quickly wrapped Xiachuan back on the bed with a bath towel, carefully dried his hair with a hair dryer, and then put an iced towel on his forehead for physical cooling.

"Buy me ibuprofen. I eat that one most effectively." Xia Chuan lifted the towel impatiently.

"But you can take antipyretics if you have a body temperature above 38.5 degrees. Taking medicines with low fever will have side effects."

"It must be 39 degrees now! I feel accurate."

Jiang Xuehang could not tell the true or false of this statement, but it was really uncomfortable to look at Xia Chuan. He instructed Xia Chuan to take a good rest, and poured a cup of hot water to put him on the bedside table before he reluctantly left the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Xia Chuan immediately sat up with dizziness. He didn't want to stay in this room for a moment. My head hurts when I stand, and the red and swollen flowers are a little bit rubbed and it hurts. He pressed his temple with one hand and slowly put himself on yesterday's clothes with one hand. He didn't forget to wipe the water cup on the bedside table to the ground before leaving the room.

The hotel is not far from the school, Xiachuan still took a taxi. When he got downstairs, he didn't have the strength to climb those floors. It took him more than ten minutes to move to the door of the dormitory. The moment Su Ming opened the door, Xia Chuan almost collapsed to the floor.

Su Ming caught him immediately, and held his hot body full of arms: "It's hot ... Xiachuan, you have a fever? Why didn't you come back last night?" Xiachuan leaned weakly on his shoulder, and he was always strong Rare expression of weakness. Su Ming originally thought that Xia Chuan was drinking with friends from the department, but he couldn't catch up with the dormitory access control time, but now he found that this was not the case.

He looked down, and Xia Chuan's neck was covered with bruising kiss marks.

Suddenly, a sigh of anger and anger exploded Su Ming's heart. He immediately understood everything, and tried his best to tremble with his voice: "Is Jiang Xuehang right? How does he treat you ?!"

Xia Chuan didn't want to say a word, and didn't have the strength to push him away. He could only say with a weak voice: "Uncomfortable ..."

Su Ming then reacted, forcibly condensed the hot anger and jealousy in his chest, carefully settled Xia Chuan on the bed, and gave him a quilt after turning off the air conditioner.

After a while, Jiang Xuehang anxiously pushed in the door, still holding the antipyretics he had bought. He saw Xiachuan lying in bed at a glance, and before he was relieved, he had a hard fist wrapped in fist wind. He grunted, and his body took several steps back because of the huge impact. Before he stood still, Su Ming grabbed his collar and tried to hit the wall. Jiang Xuehang's strength was not small, he pressed his arm firmly against Su Ming's wrist, making Qiao Jin shake his arm.

Su Ming's eyes were red, and he sought out him and greeted him: "Jiang Xuehang, you **** is so animalistic! Is it soft or hard?"

Jiang Xuehang knew that he was in a position of loss. He hesitated for a moment when he was questioned. The other's fist nearly wiped the bridge of his nose and his glasses were shot down.

He grinned and sneered, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth: "I just did what you always wanted to do."

In the tense atmosphere, the gunpowder-filled air seemed to be on fire, and both were ready to beat each other at any time.

"Don't you bother, be quiet !?" Natsukawa braced her hot head and shouted with a hoarse throat. The thing that he hated most in his life was that the two brothers who were originally harmonious turned against each other because of the bigger farts, which was more disgusting than seeing two men having sex!

It is his business whether to still treat these two stupid as brothers, at least he can't stand the scene of the two fighting each other.

After hearing Xia Chuan's voice, the emotions of the two gradually calmed down. Jiang Xuehang stepped out of the confrontation first, bent over, picked up his glasses, and put it back on the bridge of his nose. He went to the water dispenser and took a cup of hot water. He took the antipyretic medicine out of the box: "I asked the salesperson of the pharmacy. Ibuprofen is a medicine for children. She recommended this to me. Try it."

Xia Chuan pushed the medicine to his mouth: "It is necessary to take antipyretics if the body temperature is above 38.5 degrees. Taking medicine with low fever will have side effects. Now it is 38 degrees, I feel very accurate."

Jiang Xuehang: "..."

Natsukawa rolled herself into sushi with a quilt and rolled over to sleep against the wall.

Really fucking!

What is he meeting?

If he writes the story that happened in these days on Tiger Flutter, he can create a pedestrian street main street town street sticker!

The brother in the bedroom gave him up, and the two roommates planned to fight for him!

Wait ... this is also considered Shura field ...

by! He had intended to dream of the horrible Shura field that happened to himself, but now the gender is completely reversed! ? In his fantasy, there are only big breasts, long legs and cute girls who are jealous of the wind, no muscles like him, and they are ready to do his pervert guy at any time!

God, if you can't straighten Su Ming and Jiang Xuehang, please turn them into sister paper!

Easter eggs

At midnight, the moon was shining, and the mottled tree shadow was clearly printed on the bedroom floor. In the gloomy field of vision, the letter “24 ° C” is displayed on the casing of the hanging air conditioner with fluorescence. Obviously the temperature was very cool and pleasant, but Su Ming couldn't fall asleep because of the dryness in the body.

In a few days, it will be the college league. The school team is training on the assault, and he and Xiachuan spend almost all day on the pitch.

Xia Chuan looked particularly strong and straight when he played. Under the refreshing white jersey, the sun-washed, wheat-colored skin is exposed generously, and the even muscles contain vitality. The whole person is like a wild cheetah. Xia Chuan would not know that the physical contact between the two passing by, the tacit glance at the moment of passing, the cheering high-five after the goal were all enough to make Su Ming's heart pounding.

Su Ming really wanted to take off the sweat-soaked No. 8 jersey, kiss every inch of honey's luster, and then enter him deeply, so that the face that initially had a man's silhouette was forced to dye the crimson of lust. So as to make him whole body soft, and then shoot inside badly.

Want it so so much.

Su Ming knows that Xia Chuan is very familiar with sleep. As long as it is not too loud, it is generally not easy to wake up, especially after a lot of exercise.

He got out of bed, and gently opened the curtain of Natsukawa, and sure enough he saw the other person sleeping soundly. Quietly, he had crawled to Xia Chuan's bed. This guy has always been unprepared. When the weather is hot, he just wears a loose T-shirt and sleeps. He has only a pair of boxer underwear on his lower body.

Su Ming stared greedily at these smooth long legs. He can immediately recall the appearance of these legs on the court, with high explosive power, strong bouncing power, and relaxed muscles. He also touched these legs while joking, and the smooth and rich texture touched him, which he will never forget.

His breathing was unwittingly heavy, and his lower body was already standing tall.

The giant beast of Kasama was released, and it was almost a stroke before Xiachuan's leg was touched. Su Ming kept this posture, holding her phallus with one hand, while imagining that she was shaking her sexual organs on her bodybuilding legs, while desecrating. The picture was so close to his imagination that he was so excited that he shot it in his hand.

"Xia Chuan ..." He whispered the name of the nightmare and moved his lips to the person who was sleeping.

In the end, there was no kiss.