Yan Haian's pupils shrank and his brain was still roaring, so he closed his eyes and kissed him back. Adrenaline sets them on fire, burning from the inside out, which is more dizzy than spirits, more addictive than nicotine, and enough to do anything under its enchantment to prolong its pleasure.

The dimly lit car was filled with men's low breathing and occasional gasps, and even if the seat was put down, the space was still small. Yan Haian was pressed under Sun Yan and had a sense of restraint. The two men were at war to untie each other's trousers, and the sound of metal colliding when the belt was untied was very obvious.

Yan Haian lay on his back, his heart like a drum hammer. His legs were freed from his suit trousers, and his underwear was still hanging from his ankles, while Sun Yan only took off his waistband, revealing his high-spirited r é ba u stick.

It has been a long time since had such an intimate gesture with another person. Yan Haian stood up dizzily, rubbing with Xing, Sun Yan's Xing, and the cloth next to him, looking for more excitement.

"Don't whine." Sun Yan gasped for breath and couldn't wait to tear open the condom with his teeth, which dripped stickily with its own lubricant. He has been thinking about this body since the last time he saw it, and today he can finally eat it, and the excitement is the first experience of his life.

He quickly stroked the stick, then put the condom on it when it was completely hard, and did it without delay for a second.

Sun Yan grabbed the root to find Yan Haian's back door, where the tight, round head slid past several times: "rough."

Yan Haian tightened his nerves and maintained a state of excitement and fear. Seeing his anxious appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said in a low voice, "do you want to break in without knocking at the door?"

Sun Yan glared at him, but don't know how much he could see here so dark, so he had to accept his fate to help Yan Haian masturbate. His movements were rude and savage, and with the control of Qi á ng, Yan Haian trembled with comfort and soon she out.

Sun Yan got a hand of j ng liquid and mocked: "self-production and self-sale."

Yan Haian could feel Sun Yan's fingers sticking in, and his knuckles were thick and nervous when he entered. Yan Haian felt more dizzy.

Why would I do such a thing with this guy?

It was as if the speed of life and death had burst out all the things that were oppressed in his heart, making him just want to do something regardless of it. Yan Haian spread his legs, almost pedaling on the roof of the car, which made his buttocks round and arched upward, inviting you to taste it, making it more convenient for Sun Yan to move.

"here." Sun Yan rowed back and forth on the mucous membrane of the intestinal wall, pressed it against his prostate, rubbed it gently, and looked down at Yan Haian, with a little self-conscious obsession in his eyes. "comfortable?"

Yan Haian's untimely period passed and did not answer, but the straight water rubbed by him hardened again. Sun Yan took it out, touched the lubricant on the condom and stabbed it in again. He had never been so patient with anyone. He was all prepared by himself on his Chu á ng, but now the situation of Q í ng is special, and Sun Yan is not a chick. He knows that no one can be comfortable without good lubrication, so he has no choice but to endure Xingzi to develop.

He bent down, his abs protruding, took out his finger, replaced it with something hard, and slowly cha in.

Yan Haian breathed quickly, tried to relax his body, and felt the invasion of the thick and long y á ng sentence. With enough lubrication, the raw feeling of friction was not particularly strong, but the feeling of being stuffed made him panic. He grabbed the back of the chair behind his head with one hand up and asked frantically, "how much fucking long do you have?"

This pleased Sun Yan, who grabbed Yan Haian's hip flap and pulled it to both sides, as if to make the mouth eat more: "Don't worry, eat slowly."

As soon as the last word fell, he slammed forward, and the sound of Lujiang rudu snapped. Yan Haian was caught off guard and moaned loudly: "shit, slow down!" Cracked! "

"Let me see if it's cracked." Sun Yan stopped and the bag clung to Yan Haian's hip to touch the connection between the two. The sphincter was expanded to the limit and stretched into a smooth and sensitive circle. He scratched the film with his fingernails: "it's not cracked, is it?" Huh? "

Yan Haian never knew that this place would be so deadly at this time. Every itch went straight to the brain, unable to tell whether it was uncomfortable or comfortable.

His mouth was open, his eyes were lost, and his rational body showed instinctive glamour. Sun Yan's fingertips touched his slender legs, high nose and soft lips, which he could not see now, but he could see clearly from beginning to end that day.

This person is very beautiful, this beauty is not even the beauty of the skin, lies in his self-discipline and out of control, is the contradiction between his exposed modesty and the arrogance in his bones. Because of the ambiguous Q í ngy girls at the bottom, even those pretentious are cute.

Cute, cute, cute.

Sun Yan didn't know how to describe it, but he could only think of loveliness. At this moment, such loveliness moved him more than beauty than xing, so he suddenly kissed Yan Haian gently.

The kiss is so different on this occasion because it seems to contain no Q í ngy kiss, like Q í ng's uncontrollable appeasement, or casual playfulness, which is different from all functional stimuli to the bone marrow and to the heart. Yan Haian's eyes once regained Qingming, but before he could react, Sun Yan began to smoke cha crazily. The whole car was rocking, and Yan Haian's aisle seemed to catch fire, and it was pushed to the inner G point every time. His legs really can not hold up, put on Sun Yan's shoulder, with the movement shaking, the voice in the mouth to control the escape.

Sun Yan picked up his clothes while holding him up, caressing his red lu skin with big hands, rubbing his sensitive lower abdomen and twisting his erect beads, so hot that Yan Haian even turned his neck and chest red. He put his hand on Sun Yan's chest and unconsciously tugged at the material of his clothes: "Ah."... "

The voice of this xing feeling was poked out by himself. Sun Yan buried his head and kissed Yan Haian, leaving no leeway for him, hooking Yan Haian's tongue to lick it. Yan Haian was fiercely cha below and blocked above, and the lack of oxygen brought almost painful pleasure, driving him crazy: "Um -"

He clasped Sun Yan's back, his intestines tightened, and his lower abdomen was covered with prostatic fluid. Although there was no she, he actually got Gaoch á o once. Sun Yan was strangled to she by him, so he let him go, sniffed Yan Haian's cheek like L á ng, licked it on his ear, and reached down to help him fight it out.

Yan Haian lay down on the chair. Sun Yan got up, took off his short sleeves and covered him with his short sleeves. "Let's go back and continue," he said. "

Yan Haian frowned, but Sun Yan had started the car and went back to the road. He leaned back and grunted his hair casually: "have a rest for a while, it will make you tired."

He wanted to say something, but he was really tired, so he closed his eyes obediently, without thinking about what to do next.

Chapter 17 is cattle.

"hiss."

Yan Haian was awakened by pain, obviously did not drink, but last night was too troublesome, and a good sleep has nothing to do with, this morning he had a hangover-like headache.

Headache is actually nothing, mainly low back pain, buttocks pain. After all, he hasn't been on Chu á ng for many years, and there is a lack of exercise in all relevant parts. In addition, last night's first round was in the car, and he went in with a little bit of lubricant on the condom and the god jelly ng. He really had a bug in his head at that time, so why did he think it was awful? It's like taking medicine.

No, that's not the point.

Yan Haian pinched the bridge of his nose.

Why did he go to Chu á ng with Sun Yan?

The person sleeping next to him moved and woke up.

Sun Yan opened his eyes vaguely and happened to see Yan Haian thinking about life. He probably returned to his mind for such a moment, remembering what happened last night.

Rubbing the roots of his ears, Sun Yan yawned, stretched out his long hand, fished the cigarette case and lighter on Chu á ng's head cabinet, lit one, took a deep breath, turned his head and asked, "Why not?"

Yan Haian recovered from his state of thinking and took it from his hand. Sun Yan lit another one and threw the cigarette case back to the table. The two slept on the side of Chu á ng and smoked quietly.

It was a little bit like a dream all the time.

Yan Haian finished smoking first and glanced at the room. Sun Yan called back to his own home, but he still played in good faith. Although this is a bit awkward, but we are all adults, regardless of whether it was in line with the trend of the atmosphere at that time, no matter what we did without drinking or taking drugs in the second year of high school, we did everything clearly. Q í ng what I would like everyone to learn about Q í ng is too much to struggle with afterwards.

Thinking about this, Yan Haian pressed the cigarette on the paper towel and naturally picked up the clothes under Chu á ng. Sun Yan squinted at him with an ashtray in one hand.

As soon as Yan Haian asked Chu á ng, he saw a used condom lying at his feet. It was calculated that he had made it four or five times last night, and I don't know where he threw it. I have been a vegetarian for a long time, so I can't stop eating meat. I just didn't expect Sun Yan to be so physically strong.

Apart from sighing, Yan Haian is also quite aftertaste. The first experience of his life was not very good. At that time, he endured it all through a piece of love, Qi á ng, and then he was not very happy. Cha relied on forbearance and Shejong ng relied on playing. So much so that he didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing for a long time. When he met Sun Yan this time, regardless of his personal style, the technology was really good. He was born chashe last night.

He thought of some d à ng ripples, but luckily he stopped in time, but a hand stroked up, and Qi á ng's small arm wrapped around his waist and hugged him back.

Yan Hai Anchi lu Chi affixed Sun Yan's back to Sun Yan's body, and the excited part of the man got up early and poked him on the hip, slipping back and forth implicitly.

I don't know whether the rough smell of smoke is from Sun Yan or from myself, caging two people into one, which is more intimate than their close skin.

He felt Sun Yan's breath behind his ear: "I think we hit it off, don't you?"