【Fengyue】Rare and deep love

Soon, Fei Yi noticed something strange under him.Feng Xiaoyao's ready-to-go desire pressed against his lower abdomen through the clothes, and he was already in love.Over the past year, they have gotten used to each other's touch and know each other's body well, so Feng Xiaoyao naturally noticed his abnormality.

He laughed, his vibrating chest was tightly pressed against Feiji's palm, and the powerful, rapidly beating heart seemed within reach.

Is it moving for me right now?

Fei Yi raised his face and asked, "Brother...do you want it?"

His eyes were focused and stubborn, and he felt that if he could teach Feng Xiaoyao to be happy, that would be more important than anything else.

The smile in Feng Xiaoyao's eyes deepened, tonight his heart was particularly ups and downs, the fireworks outside the window lit up the dim room, the young man's pretty face was thrilling at this moment, and after the brief light faded away, all of them were hidden in the shadows.Feng Xiaoyao recalled just now that the sleeping person on the stage looked like a princess in a fairy tale who urgently needed to be rescued, his feverish brain was faster than his thoughts, and when his lips touched the soft lips of the other party, what he thought in his heart was: also Did anyone kiss him like that?

My dear brother, a seedling broken by the wind.One day, he will grow up, go out independently, and someone will want to give him a new home.

Obviously it was me who was making intimate contact at this moment, but I could smell parting from this kiss.

A piece of my heart was suddenly missing, and I couldn't help but reject such a future.

Feng Xiaoyao lifted the corner of his skirt and handed it to Feiji's lips, "Bite it."

The latter lowered his eyes and obeyed obediently.

Feng Xiaoyao rolled over Fei Yi's body, grabbed the man's hand and pressed it against the glass, adjusted his posture, and pushed up the skirt behind him, revealing a soft waist.

The stacked clothes are like layers of clouds piled up in summer, making the waist more and more narrow. Feng Xiaoyao took a breath, and his muscular forearms wrapped around Feiji's lower body and lifted him up, pulling his hips up.The two plump and elastic buttocks trembled slightly on the October night, whether it was the coldness of the autumn dew or the perception of what was coming.

Feiji couldn't help but breathe lightly.

Feng Xiaoyao coaxed softly from behind: "Hey, put your legs together."

He obediently brought his two slender, white legs closer together, and at the same time his waist sank, exposing a pair of dimples.The hot cock came in along the buttocks, and hurriedly pressed against the sensitive perineum.Feiji immediately said "Ah", his voice was hoarse and soft, which made people's ears hot when he heard it.The hem of the skirt that had no support immediately slipped off, he grabbed it frantically, blushed and stuffed it back into his mouth, blocking the moan that was about to overflow.

The person lying on top of him has obviously endured for a long time.The scorching hot iron rod was buried between Fei Yi's legs, Feng Xiaoyao took a deep breath, then straightened his waist and stretched his hips, and pumped recklessly.The fabric in Feiji's mouth was wet with saliva, and his legs were trembling thinly - the other party still did not forget to take care of his demands when he was galloping in the sea. As it slides by, it stimulates Feiji's lust to the maximum.

Feng Xiaoyao's breath is getting heavier, the young man's skin is very delicate, especially the inner thighs, which can be described as smooth.Soft and supple, it wraps around the column as he rides the wind and waves, and quickly returns to its original shape when he backs away.A lot of glandular fluid was secreted from the small hole on the top of that thick penis, all of which were spread on Feiji's buttocks and the base of his legs. Voice.

The air was filled with the musky smell of hormones, Fei Yi whimpered softly, heat climbed up his cheeks, but he still did not forget his mission to tightly clamp Feng Xiaoyao's genitals.

The latter wrapped his left hand around his waist, and his right hand went around to the front, following the rhythm of his prostration, he soothed his upturned genitals.Originally, no one cared for him, so he could only be pitiful. The jade stem that was spitting out gland fluid alone trembled excitedly, and the sticky body fluid dripped to the ground.The sphincter around the honey hole contracted and expanded, eating up some of the body fluid that Feng Xiaoyao smeared on the lower body.

Fei Yi blushed, as if he was longing for his elder brother.

But such a thick and long thing, if it crashes into it...

The soles of his legs were rubbed red, and his knees couldn't stop being weak. If it wasn't for Feng Xiaoyao's support, he would almost fall limp to the ground.

With the hem of her skirt in her mouth, Feiji lay prone in front of the glass window, looking out of the window with blurred eyes.The fireworks are not finished yet, and they are blooming in the sky one by one.

Dissatisfied with his distraction at the moment, Feng Xiaoyao closed the curtains, leaned over and kissed his earlobe, and reminded vaguely: "Be careful if someone looks up."

Feiji was enlightened, his five fingers contracted, and he nervously pulled the curtain into a ball.

Feng Xiaoyao thought he was angry, and hugged him tighter: "It's the elder brother's fault, I will definitely go shopping with you next year, okay?"

It is true that this year is the first time for him to participate in the school festival, and he is still with his eldest brother.I transferred late last year, so I can only miss it regrettably.

Feiji rarely has things to look forward to, and this time was no exception.But Feng Xiaoyao gave him longing, so he couldn't help counting down silently in his heart with his classmates before the school festival.But at the end of the day, I didn't feel much disappointment with the world one step away. Instead, I was nostalgic for the embrace of this moment, and I only hoped that time would pass more slowly.

"I'm going to shoot, let go..."

The pleasure was accumulated thick and thin, and the soul was involved in the fiery passion. For a while, Feiyi wanted to move away the big palm covering his lower body, and then anxiously wanted to find something to wipe it off.

"It's okay, it's okay, big brother is here."

Fearing that he would think too much, Feng Xiaoyao simply stimulated the desire further, scratching the most sensitive skin on the top of the jade stem a few times, and at the same time quickly thrusting between the legs, rubbing the perineum and pouch.Feiji immediately let out a muffled snort, and let out all of it in his hands.

But all this is not over yet, the hard pestle between his legs is still hot, and it bounces excitedly one after another.

Feiji's consciousness gradually drifted away, and his ears were filled with his out-of-control panting. He was thinking vaguely in a daze: I don't know if the eldest brother is still having fun?

Afterwards, Feng Xiaoyao took out a tissue from the schoolbag he casually threw on the desk beside him, wiped his hands first, and then wiped the limp flying bird leaning against him, then pulled a chair casually, and sat down with the person in his arms. .

Feng Xiaoyao patted his younger brother's back, helped him to clear his breath, and smiled helplessly, "I'll take care of it, what are you worried about?"

Feiji raised his eyes.

The wet eyelashes and tail feathers were intertwined, and there was a layer of steam in the pupils that had not dissipated. He opened his mouth and said something wrong: "I'm not angry."

The voice was too low, and I don't know if Feng Xiaoyao heard it or not.

Something has been quietly changed under the calm appearance.

Nerves are as sensitive as a flying bird, and when facing Feng Xiaoyao, there is a slight anxiety of restlessness.The latter, on the other hand, remains the same, bluntly and heartily unchanged.Seems to be content with life right now.

Before I knew it, half a month passed, and it was late autumn when the cold wave was surging.

On this day, Feng Xiaoyao came to pick Feiji up from school as usual.When he came, there was no one in the whole corridor, the two junior high school classes next door had finished school, and Fei Yi and the others had their last gym class today, and the whole class was still in the gymnasium.

He was walking leisurely towards the classroom with his schoolbag on one shoulder, and he was taken aback when he saw a familiar figure near the door.

The other party turned his head at this time and called out to him, "Wind."

Feng Xiaoyao tilted his head, a little surprised: "Yingxi? Why are you here..." He looked at the other party's position, and immediately reacted: "Is there anything you need to ask Feiji?"

"En." Ying Xi responded briefly, and stepped forward: "I just saw that you were called by the teacher, and thought you would be delayed for a while."

Feng Xiaoyao laughed twice: "I run fast."

Yingxi smiled slightly, and moved closer to him: "Yes, yes, the sprint champion of our class."

Feng Xiaoyao took out his mobile phone to look at it, and walked in while avoiding her, and said: "Don't, don't, if you praise me again, someone will give me twenty catties of lemons later." Gu Zi went to Feiying's desk He stopped in front of him, didn't look at the flowery beauty behind him, and bent down to look in the pocket of the table.

"If you don't wait any longer, I think it's almost time. No matter how much Lao Jin likes to wait, it won't be too far off the mark." He picked up the schoolbag that was hanging on the back of the chair, and began to organize the items in the desk pocket.

Ying Xi: "It's not a big deal, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow."

"Oh." Feng Xiaoyao responded casually.

Immediately afterwards, a light blue letter fell out of Feiji's textbook.

He raised his head suddenly, turned around and looked towards the door, but there was no sign of Yingxi.

——tbc——