Lovely Allergen

A thin layer of fog formed on the car window glass.

Lezhishi's eyes were full of water, and he couldn't resist blinking. Every day with Song Yu seemed to happen in a dream, and sometimes even he himself was so dazed that he thought that the person in front of him would disappear in the blink of an eye.

He carefully learns to be a considerate lover, gives Song Yu space, and overcomes his possessiveness by himself, thinking that Song Yu will like him more and need him more. Don’t treat him as someone who doesn’t understand anything. younger brother.

But in fact, it was fundamentally wrong.

Song Yu is the one who is really struggling, much earlier than him, and much more painful than him.

I thought it would be as sweet as many love movies to hear the person I like saying "I love you", but at this moment, Lezhi's heart is full of sorrow and sorrow, not for himself.

"I'm sorry..." Le Zhishi stretched out his hand, gently placed it on the back of Song Yu's hand, and held his slender fingertips.

Song Yu shook his hand, "Why do you want to say sorry?"

His fingertips were cold, Song Yu rubbed his fingers.

"You did nothing wrong."

Le Zhishi frowned, and finally couldn't help but hug him, put his arms around his neck, and buried his face in his shoulders, "I'm too slow. If I knew I liked you so much earlier, I wouldn't It will make you bear so much alone."

Song Yu behaved so plainly, even when he confessed, he was extremely calm, as if he didn't have any pain, but these pains can be felt exactly when they are happy to know, and even worse.

Probably Song Yu's heart was really given to him, and it grew on him, so Lezhishi was so uncomfortable at this time.

"What are you crying?" Song Yu felt Lezhi crying and stroked his back, "Don't be sad, it's not good for your health."

Hearing these words makes it even more uncomfortable when Lezhi.

"Then you have been sad for so long."

If it was him, he found out that he actually likes to live with his brother under the same roof, knowing that it is wrong to do so. The other party may only regard him as a relative, but he cannot stop emotionally, and no one can talk. I can guard the little things I got from him, and have insomnia all night and all night.

He can't hold on at all.

But Song Yu seemed to only come to him when he was willing to know, and the sense of loss he showed, "I said to give it a try before, did it make you misunderstood."

The coral velvet suit on Le Zhishi was soft and furry, and Song Yu's tone became gentle when he hugged him.

"I want you to give it a try, and treat this time with me as a trial period, and the length of time is up to you."

The cashmere coat he wore was a little bit pierced. Lezhishi rubbed his face against Song Yu's side neck, pressed against Song Yu's warm skin, and asked in a muffled voice, "What about you?"

Song Yu was silent for a while, then said softly: "I have enough time for this."

He leaned on Lezhishi's head, "I thought there would be no such day."

They are like two entangled plants. Lezhishi in the past accepted the nutrients Song Yu passed to him ignorantly and grew carefree. Now he finally knows where these nutrients come from. Learned from the suffering accumulated by Song Yu.

Love is really weird.

A worthless and inaccurate globe was kept so well by Song Yu, but he was paranoid, but he didn't dare to keep the person who was the globe.

Le Zhishi was eager to say something to Song Yu, to make him believe that he was the same, but the more anxious he became, the more confused he was, and the words he thought of were always illogical.

Finally Song Yu looked at his watch and said it was too late.

"It makes you cry on your birthday." He complained to himself, and then kissed Lezhishi's lips. "Let's go back."

He didn't use the word home, they knew each other well, it was difficult to go home.

The carriage was extremely quiet along the way, and when Lezhi got off the car in the underground garage, Song Yu put on the hat of the housewear for him and took him upstairs.

When the door opened, the room was in deep darkness. Song Yu turned on the lights and the air conditioner, but the temperature rise was much slower than he thought. Le Zhishi took off the dirty cotton slippers, changed the ones in the apartment, walked to the sofa and sat down, still frowning.

Song Yu walked over, did not know where to take a pair of fluffy coral fleece carpet socks, squatted halfway, without saying a word, reached out and grabbed Lezhishi's ankle.

Le Zhishi hid, but Song Yu still held it and tugged forward, wrapping his almost frozen heel with his wide palm, rubbing it, and putting on his socks.

Neither of them spoke for two minutes. Until Song Yu dressed him up, stood up and asked casually.

"Will I say those things make you sympathetic?"

But what he didn't expect was that these words unexpectedly aroused Lezhishi's emotions. Le Zhishi frowned and took away his leg, his voice was unstable, "What are you talking about?"

Soon, Le Zhishi fell into self-reflection again. He guessed that he might really be an idiot who knew nothing about love. When he heard the other person say that I love you, the first sentence he answered turned out to be sorry.

He really blamed himself for Song Yu's pain, but in Song Yu's eyes, what an excuse would be understood.

Thinking of this, he tried to calm his emotions and adjust his breathing.

"It's not sympathy." Le Zhishi raised his head and looked at Song Yu, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, his eyes were red, and even the eyelashes were filled with moisture, "I said sorry, because I was too sad, not that I didn't accept it. Your feelings are what I want most. You don’t know how much I want to know whether you like me or not."

"Don’t always feel that I can’t distinguish between family and love. Maybe I was ill when I confessed. I was really unconscious and looked sloppy, but I struggled with those words for a long time before I wanted to say them. Yes, it has existed a long time ago, and I couldn't stand it before I said it."

Le Zhishi frowned and let it go. He reached out to reach Song Yu's hanging hand and held his fingertips, "You said that the length of time is up to me, leaving me room, but do you think Over."

"Song Yu," Le Zhishi lowered his eyelashes, and the tears under his eyes swayed gently, "you made me feel the love that others can't feel at all, and gave me the feelings that I can't get from anyone, since I was young When I get older, it has been more than ten years, and I can only see you in my eyes. I can't wait to be with you every minute and every second, and it has never changed. It's all this way, you still count on me Go to like other people?"

He took Song Yu's hand and raised his eyes. Even if he was stubborn, the red eyes did not hold the tears, and they fell. "From the time you accepted me to your side, there were no other options. You made me unable to fall in love with other people, so how can you leave me another way out?"

Le Zhishi’s tone has never been so decisive, "I have no retreat, I only have you."

Song Yu fell into a long silence, and finally sat beside him.

Le Zhishi's tears fell drop by drop, and he subconsciously reached out and wiped it, time and time again, like a robot that can only execute simple instructions.

"I don't want to take a while, not enough."

Under the light of the living room, Lezhishi's upper eyelid, which was so white that he could almost see the blue blood vessels, was slightly swollen and fragile, as if it would break after a rub. His eyelashes are long and soft, the skin on his cheeks is also very soft, and he wears very comfortable coral fleece. But his expression and tone are all stubborn in his bones.

"I want all of you, it will take a long, long time."

Song Yu raised his hand, touched his cheek, and shook his hand when he was Lezhi.

"You said that like is harmless. In your eyes, I simply like like. I didn't even define it. But I am struggling. My possessiveness towards you has exceeded my load, so I will be in the middle of the night. I run to you in my pajamas, and I will doubt myself if I hear something irrelevant."

He took out the pudding that he had never given out from his pocket, "In order to see you quickly, I even searched for a temporary reason. I couldn't tell others. When you were eighteen, you said I was still a child. Nineteen years old."

When Song Yu suffered from insomnia, Lezhishi constantly and tried every means to smooth out the time gap and information gap between them, all the gaps he could think of.

"Am I qualified to say that I love you?"

Seeing Le Zhishi's trembling eyelashes and red eyes, and asking for such a sentence, Song Yu's last string finally broke.

He did not answer, but directly pressed Le Zhishi on the sofa and kissed it. The glasses squeezed on the cheeks of the two close to each other, making a metal collision sound. After several interventions, Song Yu tore off the glasses and threw them to the ground.

The leather of the sofa was very cold, and Song Yu held Lezhishi's wrist and couldn't move. But Song Yu's breathing is hot, and so are his lips and tongue. The weight of the lover's body was pressing up, as if falling into the lake, wrapped in the familiar taste of Song Yu, Lezhishi gradually lost control in the intensity and suffocation that he had never experienced before. He likes the gentle Song Yu, and he also likes to expose himself completely without any cover-up or depression.

Song Yu kissed him very hard and entered with a tough posture. He no longer carefully considered Lezhishi’s breathing. He invaded the moist and soft territory as a predator, as if trying to mark this so that Lezhishi would always remember how much he was. Want him.

The suffocation made Le Zhishi seem to be walking on a suspension bridge, clutching Song Yu's arm tightly. He closed his eyes and his nasal breathing became more intense. The zipper of the pajama jacket slipped under friction, leaving only the bottom of the interface to be able to connect, revealing the soft cotton short sleeves inside. He tried to kiss back, entangled with Song Yu jerkily and stubbornly, but fell into another kind of whirlpool as a result, sinking deeper and deeper, and his desire for Song Yu grew stronger.

Time was slowed down, and on the verge of losing his oxygen, Song Yu stepped back, implicating an unbroken desire. Le Zhishi lay slumped on his back on the sofa, the corners of his mouth were moist, and his lips were red from the intense kiss.

He rested his head on the armrest of the sofa, breathing heavily, heart palpitations, sweaty body, thin oxygen, and his chest was undulating very quickly. This was almost the same as pathological hyperbreathing. The difference was that he was panicked and thirsty.

When Song Yu comfortably kissed his lips, Le Zhishi relied on instinct to lean in, rubbing the tip of his nose affectionately, and kissed Song Yu's cheek and his lips while panting. His voice was vaguely mixed in the sound of gasp and sucking water, calling Song Yu's name, or calling him his brother, fragmented, over and over again, contaminated with **** in the struggle.

He is like a doted puppy, subconsciously equating Song Yu's closeness with darkness under training. In the dark space with no one, Song Yu would hug him and kiss him. So he always walked in expectantly, and didn't want to come out.

If possible, he hoped that Song Yu's kiss would never stop.

Song Yu was in a daze when he saw Lezhishi’s slightly swollen lips with tiny drops of blood, and calmed down. He held Lezhishi’s face and wiped away the blood oozing from his lips with his fingers. The voice was very loud. Say "sorry" lightly, step back and give him some breathing space, "Did I scare you."

However, Le Zhishi did not accept this kindness. Instead, he got up and climbed onto Song Yu and put his arms around his neck. He shook his head and said "No", and begged him, "I am celebrating my birthday today. Don't leave." On him, he took the initiative to put Song Yu's lips on him, and kissed him unskillfully, like a kid begging for sweets.

Innocently begging for pleasure, simply showing love, knowing that it will be difficult to breathe but insisting on forced kisses, this is Lezhishi. Except Song Yu, no one else can see him like this.

Song Yu held his shoulders, moved him away a little, touched his cheeks with his hands, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb.

"Do you think I was inducing you?"

Le Zhishi's coat was completely scattered behind him, only the sleeves were still attached. He grasped Song Yu's arm, breathing hard, his red lips were moisturized, his face was red, and his eyes looking at Song Yu were moist and innocent. Slightly opened his mouth, put Song Yu's thumb in, and swept the tip of his tongue lightly across his fingertips.

"Isn't I tempting you?"

He was making seductive actions, but his eyes were clean and pure, as if giving Song Yu a psychological hint, telling him that you are innocent and the guilty one is me, just like Lezhishi has said countless times, you can do to me Anything you want to do.

This actually aggravated Song Yu's guilt.

But the guilt mixed with the original desire is almost an insoluble hallucinogen, and one shot is pushed down, and there is no reason. He was well-dressed, but took off Lezhishi's coat and kissed it along the line of his neck, leaving marks on his bare skin.

Le Zhishi was sweating thinly, and his tight-fitting short sleeves were wet. He trembling when Song Yu kissed his **** through the cloth, leaned back, hugged Song Yu's head, and arched his waist forward. Was hugged tightly. An unbearable desire quickly occupied the whole body along the blood. He released his strength and wanted to slide backwards. Song Yu held his back again, pressed it back, and leaned forward on Song Yu.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Before Song Yu finished asking, Lezhi Shi kissed him, and hurriedly peeled off Song Yu's coat jacket, revealing the black sweater inside. He kissed Song Yu's profile all the way, and gasped in his ear, "Hot..."

Song Yu stretched his hand into his clothes, pasting his hot skin, and his cold fingertips slightly relieved the heat of Lezhishi, but it didn't help. Le Zhishi sat on Song Yu and rubbed it, holding his hand and leading him down until his fingertips crossed the edge of the pajama pants.

"Have you done it before?" Song Yu reached in and held Lezhi's erect penis.

Le Zhishi lay on him and whispered that he did.

"When?"

"After being with you, I miss you very much." Le Zhishi rubbed Song Yu's side of his neck, as if a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and said emphatically, "Only once."

Song Yu thought he was cute, and couldn't help teasing him, "Is it only once for you to like me so much?"

Le Zhishi was a little frustrated, got up to say something, but was gagged by Song Yu and held it underneath. The greasy body fluid leaking from the top was stained with the hand that Lezhi once thought was the most beautiful, with the fingers close together, the thumb and the tiger's mouth circled, squeezing and pushing, sliding up and down.

When I made it for myself, all I imagined were Song Yu’s face and his kisses, but Lezhishi rarely imagined Song Yu’s other actions, so his sexual fantasies were only kisses. Now I really get Song Yu. , He knew how dry his fantasies were.

He kissed Song Yu intermittently, seeking to breathe from time to time, subconsciously swinging his waist under Song Yu's movements, and the buttocks wrapped in pajamas squeezed against Song Yu's lower body. What he can feel against himself, this awareness makes him both ashamed and satisfied.

"No... Brother..."

When begging for mercy, Le Zhishi's first reaction was to call his brother, as if to do something wrong that he shouldn't do, tremblingly begged him to let him go, whimpering and moaning quietly while gasping.

He just rubbed Song Yu's arms. Song Yu could only hold back and kiss him softly on the cheek, "Hey, relax, just shoot it out."

Le Zhishi, who was on the verge of losing control, was comforted by begging for a kiss. Their teeth touched, their tongues hooked, and the slimy moan changed in the kiss. Le Zhishi shot Song Yu's lower abdomen, and the **** stained Song Yu's clean black sweater.

Le Zhishi hid in Song Yu's arms and gasped, looking down, and wiping with his hands again, but it was not clean.

"I'm sorry," Le Zhishi said quietly, "I stained your clothes."

Song Yu felt that his focus was always very strange. He kissed Lezhishi's ear, "It could be a little dirty."

Le Zhishi’s face was burning, but he was a studious child, so the hand wiping the **** moved down again, untied Song Yu’s belt, and tentatively pressed down the edge of his underwear, inside The surprisingly sized **** bounced out, reaching Lezhishi's lean lower abdomen.

"It's big." Le Zhishi looked at him, with a comparative heart. The color was darker and longer than his, and it was still curved upwards. But Lezhishi quickly found a reason for himself, "You were also much taller than me."

Song Yu still wanted to kiss him, but Le Zhishi went straight down from him and knelt on the carpet unexpectedly. He separated Song Yu's legs and got in by himself, with a sly smile, he raised his face and declared to Song Yu, "I want to do this, is it okay?"

"You don't need to be like this." Song Yu wanted to pull him up.

"But I want to try." Lezhishi's hand held his bottom end, his lips rubbed against the front end, and a trace of translucent body fluid was pulled out when he parted, sticking to his lips.

"Where did you learn it?"

Le Zhishi replied sincerely: "I saw pornographic advertisements like this. It was the third year of junior high school graduation. What I saw was actually boys and boys videos."

He opened his mouth and held it. Things are much more difficult than he thought. He can almost only hold the front part, but Song Yu's breathing has changed.

Le Zhishi worked hard, knowing that he really had no experience, but still wanted to try to please Song Yu, hoping to get a little compliment from him after the end, but it was too difficult, and I couldn't eat it anymore. Le Zhishi I even feel that it has become a little bigger in my mouth.

He spit out some, took a few breaths, and then stuck out his tongue, licking it from bottom to top. These movements have no skill at all, and even seem awkward, but just like this, Song Yu's breathing that has been restrained for a long time has been messed up. The person he tried to protect, watching his grown-up brother, was kneeling in front of him to please him at the moment.

The desire to betray morals is the most effective catalyst for pleasure.

He couldn't help holding the back of his head with his hands when Lezhishi was in it, feeling a part of himself pressed against the bottom of Lezhishi's tongue, deeper than when he was kissing. Suddenly he had some sick thoughts, wanting to bump into his squishy mouth, and then shoot in, watching him choke and swallow it, coughing and blushing, and kissing him.

But this can only be thought about, Song Yu would not risk letting Lezhishi do such a thing. He patiently pushed to the depths of his throat, then withdrew some more, slowly mingling with Lezhishi's mouth and lips, holding his hand and teaching him to wrap the pillar to please himself.

Le Zhishi’s mouth was very sore, and her saliva ran out along the corners of her mouth, but she still vomited and sucked seriously. I don’t know how long it took, Song Yu suddenly pulled out, rubbing Lezhishi’s lips with the front end, and shot her breath quickly. Covered his face.

With a splashed face, Lezhi closed her eyes helplessly, then opened them slightly, subconsciously wiping with the back of her hand, looking at the liquid on her hand with some confusion, and finally sticking out her tongue and licking.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu pressed his breath and pulled Le Zhishi's hand away.

"I want to taste your taste." Le Zhishi answered honestly, and lowered his head to kiss the front end of Song Yu's sexual organs.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yuyang leaned on the sofa, taking off his shirt with one hand, reaching out to pull Lezhishi onto himself.

Le Zhishi hugged Song Yu's waist and kissed Song Yu ambiguously. He vaguely said it was delicious, said it was very comfortable, and liked him very much.

Song Yu's ears were hot, pinched Le Zhishi's back waist, covered his lips with his mouth, and hugged him in a straddle position and carried him to the bathroom. For Song Yu, this was far from enough, but when he wanted to cherish Lezhi, he didn't want to rush to do it when he was unprepared, and bring him a bad experience.

They took a shower quickly and stayed warm in the bathroom for a long time. Lezhishi didn’t want to go out. Song Yu couldn’t hold him back, so he hugged him back to the room, covered him with a quilt, hugged him from behind, and forced him very hard. Fall asleep before half past two.

"Kiss for another minute." Le Zhishi turned over and pecked Song Yu's face, "okay?"

Song Yu was indifferent, still closed his eyes, Lezhishi had to use a coquettish tone, "Today is my birthday, you haven't told me happy birthday yet, and now..."

"Happy birthday." Song Yu finished quickly, and kissed Lezhishi's lips.

"You are too perfunctory." Le Zhishi hooked his neck and kissed him lingeringly, "I like this." But he failed and was quickly pushed away by Song Yu.

"If you still want to go to your birthday dinner tomorrow, go to bed now." Song Yu stared at him with a deterrent tone, "I can also make you unable to get out of bed."

Le Zhishi's heart jumped suddenly, his cheeks were hot, and he muttered, "I see, go to sleep."

The lamp was turned off and the bedroom was plunged into a soft darkness. After a few minutes of silence, Le Zhishi hid in Song Yu's arms, and couldn't help but whispered, "Are you asleep?"

"Ok."

Le Zhishi leaned forward, "Could you please repeat what you said to me in the car."

"What are you talking about?" Song Yu's voice was low and deliberately asked him, "I don't like you?"

Le Zhishi took a bite of his neck, "Not this sentence, but the last sentence."

Although he was bitten, Song Yu seemed to be in a good mood. He stroked Lezhishi's back, with a calm and gentle smile in his voice, telling him in a more peaceful way, "I love you."

Le Zhishi hugged his back contentedly, he didn't want to say sorry this time. On the first day of nineteen, he also had the qualification to show love to his lover, "I love you too."

Feeling that it was not enough, he repeated it again.

"I love you, Song Yu."