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cry. "

I kept my face straight again: "Then let me go."

"That and this are not the same thing, this is definitely going to be done." Without any shyness, he came over, put his palms on both sides of my head, bent his head down, and wanted to kiss my lips.When I turned my face away, he continued to work hard and readjusted his position, like a child studying hard.I endured and endured, and when the time was right, I lifted my legs together violently, trying to push him away.But he reacted very quickly, he spread his legs apart, and lay on top of me in an unruly posture, so my legs couldn't touch him.

Something that was confirmed to exist just now is now frantically highlighting the sense of existence, reaching me.

His breath was hot, and he was also unsteady, obviously his crotch was rubbing wildly there, but the skin on his face was extremely hot, obviously he was still a child, and he was still shy.He searched for his lips relentlessly, kissed my stubble, kissed my face, and finally kissed my lips carelessly.

I made up my mind and bit him hard!

"Ah!" He left slightly and complained, "It hurts so much!"

"Yue, Zhen," I called him, "get off of me immediately, I can't sleep with you."

He said: "It's my brother who decides whether to go to bed or not. Brother, you call me by my first name now, and stop calling me Xiaozhen..."

I immediately said: "I'm calling you Xiaozhen, you stop immediately."

He added: "I'm a person who can hold my breath, even my first and last names are fine." He pouted and leaned over again, "The most important thing is to cook rice with my brother first, I want my brother Almost going crazy..."

This kid doesn't like oil and salt, and not only hasn't gotten better in the past two years, but he has gotten worse. He speaks like this in front of me with a seemingly innocent tone and expression. It's like losing half of the younger brother I raised with all my heart.

He and I were born of the same mother, and we used to depend on each other for life.

He kept kissing me, took the lubricating lotion, and poured his hand full for himself, and then I heard his grunt in pain, and he gritted his teeth again, gradually, sweat broke out on his forehead, but his eyes were always stuck on on me.I kept persuading him, yelling at him, scolding him, exhausting all the swear words I hadn’t said to him in the past 27 years, but he just became more and more wronged, and finally stopped talking at all, but still came to kiss with teary eyes .

I'm not familiar with that stuff between comrades, but I'm not ignorant.During the month when I shut myself up at home, I checked a lot of information about homosexuality and watched a few movies. I knew he was expanding.

His face was completely red, and the tears merged into drops, falling little by little.He tried his best to suppress his muffled moans, but he couldn't hide the instinctive groans when he was in pain. His crotch rubbed against my thighs, and even his front became hard, but the painful panting never disappeared.

Inappropriately, I remembered that he was afraid of pain, and I thought of what he had to do despite the pain.I struggled violently like never before, and he climbed down and took a syringe from the drawer in an awkward position.

He is really supernatural. He can easily get anesthetics in country C. He spent a lot of effort to forcefully hold me down and give me an injection.

For a moment I felt hopeless.He seemed to have finally finished his work, and he cried softly twice. The moment he touched me with his hand, I struggled in vain again.I tried my best to look directly at his face, and I was startled when the voice came out so deep: "Xiao Zhen, impulsiveness will kill you forever."

He corrected: "I am not impulsive, I have been planning for more than a year. I open and close my eyes every day, thinking about my brother's appearance, whether my brother is wearing pajamas or a suit now, what is he like when he hugs me, what if my brother Lie down and talk in my ear while I am masturbating, I will definitely disarm in half a minute..."

I was going crazy: "If you dare to do this, I will never talk to you!"

"It's the same as ignoring me before." He said, "If it wasn't for me, would my brother want to hide from me forever? It's so unfeeling, he won't let me see each other, and won't even talk to me I said."

His tears pattered down my face, and a few drops flowed to my lips, hot and salty.I still softened my tone: "Xiao Zhen, I beg you. How old are you? You are underage!" I found a very ridiculous reason, "If you sleep with a minor abroad, you will be sent to prison!"

He didn't pay any attention to it, and forced me to feel hard, and then sat down by himself, sweating coldly.

I wanted to die very much at that moment, and I began to reflect on the days I spent with him in the first 27 years, and felt that I was full of regrets that I had nothing to worry about.

And he was crying, and that place slowly swallowed me in, tight and narrow, pinching me a little.He obviously wasn't in a little pain, and he was breathing heavily, obviously very hard and very difficult.

However, the expression on his face showed a strange sense of relief and satisfaction, which made me dare not look more.

He asked me to call his name with a crying voice, and I said hoarsely: "Yuezhen, you are finished."

"Brother."? He turned around again, before it was a kiss and now it is a kiss, lips and tongues intersecting, mixed with tears? He said vaguely, "I'm already finished."

41.

After that, he kept talking about the pain, but sitting on me, he vented twice by himself. It is probably the first time that a child has no self-control.He was lying next to me again, naked and naked, so he covered us with a quilt and crawled beside me.My hands and feet were bound, and he said regretfully: "My brother can't hold me." He opened his hands and reversed the roles.

I kept my eyes shut and didn't respond to him.

After this time, he didn't let me go, but replaced the ropes that bound my hands and feet with chains while I was asleep.The scope of activities has expanded a little, but at most it can reach the toilet, and it can't even reach the door of the room.

I can move my hands and feet, and I wanted to beat him up, but he complained of pain every day, and his walking posture was not right, which was the sequelae of that day.He personally brought the food to feed me, with earnest eyes, I just said: "Don't give it to me, I won't eat it."

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death." He muttered.

I thought I would starve to death. He forced me to do that kind of thing, and now he keeps me here, which is almost like asking me to commit suicide.He clung to me softly and softly, but I was hungry for too long, and I didn't even have the strength to push him, so I could only curse him in a rough voice.

He has a thicker skin, even if he is scolded, he is not shy, but he still persuades softly.

After two days of starvation, I became unconscious. I didn’t even have the energy to lift a finger. I just lay down on the bed with my eyes closed, thinking that it would be good to starve to death in my dream.He lay beside me, shook my arm and said, "If my brother really doesn't eat, he will become lighter. From then on, even I can't compare to it."

I do not speak.

He added: "Then I can do whatever I want with my brother, and my brother will lose all his dignity as a brother."

It's like I have it now.

I fell asleep drowsily, and after a while, I heard a burst of crying ringing in my ears.This cry is really familiar. I have heard it for more than ten years and hundreds of times, but I still haven't developed much immunity.

This person cried so sadly, during the period he yelled "brother" inarticulately, my heart softened unconsciously, and I thought the same as before, forget what he wants and promise him, after all, this is the only one I have. younger brother.

There is only one him in the world.

He hung glucose for me, and after I woke up, he could no longer maintain his teasing and coquettish tone, and almost humbly begged me to eat.After being hungry for several days, I can't eat big fish or meat, so I can only start with plain porridge, which doesn't even taste good.I glanced at him twice in disgust, and opened my mouth for the first time, he was overjoyed, and he fed me while weeping, "If my brother starves to death, I won't live either."

This kid has really grown into a bastard. I don't know how the Yue family taught people, but he threatened me with such a condition.

He told me that he asked for leave from my company on the grounds that he drank too much alcohol and needed recuperation on the day of the treat.This reason is surprisingly false. I started to think about whether taking time off right after I was promoted would offend my boss and beat me back to my original shape. After thinking for a while, I realized that I was thinking too much.

Now it's not certain whether he will let me go or not.

It's so funny that my brother and I became what we are today.

I wondered endlessly whether I would be discovered by others, but the relationship between my colleagues and me was average. Without Luo Zhi, there were fewer neighbors who would visit me. Maybe I would really be caught by him. This is about surrendering to him.

What if it is discovered?

I don't know how country C punishes the illegal detention of minors, and there are minor sexual acts in the process.In case he is really locked in, I...

At this point, I'm still reluctant.

Because it's not all his fault, just look at his eyes to understand.He is so serious and focused, so sad and longing, I am afraid that anyone else will be moved by that person.

Why does it have to be me when he likes someone for the first time?

There will be no good results.But even knowing that the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, he has no hesitation.

42.

There is no clock in my room, the curtains are not drawn, the light is on all day long, and I only turn it off when I go to sleep. I can only judge that another day has passed by when he comes to sleep with me.

He didn't have the slightest sense of being a compulsive person, so he wanted to sleep with me at night under a quilt.The summer here is very hot, but in order to enjoy the feeling of lying with me, he specially turned on the air conditioner, lowered the temperature, and then hid beside me, saying to me: "Brother, it's so cold."

At first I resisted passively, and he hugged me from behind, muttering, alone