【Taizhong】Misplacement

partB

B12

In the apartment on the 32nd floor, the central air conditioner continuously blows the heating, trying to make this high-end apartment "like spring all the year round" in the cold winter.

And before the room temperature reached the standard of spring, a dynamic version of "Spring Recovery" was staged in the half-closed bedroom door. The air in the room was hot and full of spring, and two overlapping bodies fell between the beds. Looking through the crack of the open door, one can only see a thin figure wrapped in bandages lying on his side, completely naked, from time to time exerting force on his waist, lifting his lower body and pushing it forward; while the person in his arms is I can't see the figure at all, I can only see two thin white and strong arms hanging on the neck of the person in front of me. Every time I am lifted up by the person in front of me, those two arms with beautiful muscular lines will move He tightened all of a sudden, opened and closed his five fingers, leaving red finger marks on the few places on the back that were not wrapped in bandages.

After an unknown amount of time, the two slender arms froze suddenly, and there was a muffled gasp mixed with a muffled whimper, as if he had bitten someone's flesh, suppressing the embarrassing moan between his lips and tongue .

Osamu Dazai held Chuya in one hand, and the other wet hand was pulled out from behind Nakaya, and between the two beautiful fingers was a transparent liquid different from lubricant.He wiped the liquid on the face of Nakaya, who was still in an orgasm, and joked in a hoarse voice: "It is said that the adult slugs look small, but in fact, the water content in that soft body is extremely high... It seems that it’s not just adults, but it’s been like this since childhood.”

"You're courting death..." Nakahara Chuya came back to his senses, his voice hoarse than Dazai Osamu's.Half lying in Dazai's arms, with his face pressed against his partner's shoulder, he loosened his teeth and found that he had bitten a deep tooth mark on the shoulder socket. He had really bitten, and blood oozes out.

... a little embarrassing.

Zhongyuan Zhong also put on a beautiful face full of lust, staring at the two traces of red on the teeth marks, feeling a little sorry in his heart.Osamu Dazai's voice sounded on the top of his head at the right time, it was a sigh: "It hurts me so much, Chuya."

"... Tsk, I got it." A man who has just had a good time is the best to talk, and this is true from ancient to modern times.Just like now Nakahara Chuya knows that Dazai is pretending to be pitiful, but he still awkwardly lowers his head and puts his face back again. The soft and moist lips gently touch the small piece of skin, and the hot and humid tongue sticks out. licked.

The licking and licking movements of the tender and hot tip of the tongue are soft and light, like the ignorant coquettish and flattery of some kind of animal cub - even though it looks fierce and angry on the surface.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that the good brother under him who hadn't vented yet jumped again, poking straight at the base of Chuya's thigh, and squeezed intimately with the half-soft one that Chuya had just ejaculated, he raised his waist as a hint rubbed.

Of course Nakahara also felt it, he pursed his lips and let go of the arm that had been around Dazai's neck, turned around and lay down on the bed, hugged the rolled quilt under him and buried his face in the pillow, his voice was muffled: " Come on, you haven't had a good time yet, have you?"

It sounds as righteous as devotion, and it reminds me of when Chuya had to get an injection when he was a child, and it seemed to be the same situation when he took off his pants and lay on the bed in front of the nurse sister.Thinking of Osamu Dazai, he almost didn't laugh out loud, in case he was beaten, so he swallowed back the laughter that came to his lips, and said subtly, "Don't be nervous, Chuya, I won't give you an injection."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at him in confusion, and after two seconds, he turned around and was furious: "Who the hell are you saying is afraid of injections?!"

Osamu Dazai: "???"

This focus is really in the style of this slug. I thought I was sober when I saw it so clear just now, but it turned out to be a flash in the pan just by chance.

Osamu Dazai muttered a few words in his heart, and knew that he couldn't really go straight up like this, so he poked his face and buried his face back on the shoulder of Chuya who refused to look up: "Hey, Chuya, look at me."

Of course he refused to look at it, so Osamu Dazai had no choice but to bend down and force him to come over—fortunately, the one who was broken had just experienced a storm of orgasm, his hands were soft and his feet were soft, and his temper calmed down by the pleasure was also well-groomed. Osamu Dazai has the same body now, and it really can't beat this strange slug when it's juicy.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also forced to turn back to face him again, out of anger, with veins twitching on his forehead: "What's so interesting about you."

"Then you have to ask yourself," Osamu Dazai touched his face, a strand of hair on the side of his face was pinned behind his ears, so handsome that it made people's ears blush and heartbeat, and he could only hear his own blood rushing through his veins crazily buzzing.He raised his eyebrows and laughed, and lowered his head to kiss the tip of Zhongye's nose: "May I ask if you prefer my eyes, the bridge of my nose, my lips, or... huh?"

The last sentence of the naughty words meant clearly, Zhongyuan Zhong also experienced his gag, and the heart that was involuntarily tensed just now slowly sank back into his stomach: "Who cares about your stuff, as if I don't have one. "

Osamu Dazai giggled, leaned close to his hot ear, and whispered in a whisper that only the two of them could hear: "But this one of mine will give you infinite joy... It makes Chuya so happy that he can't think about anything, just Relying on instinct to entangle me, not letting me leave your body, clamping me with the back, making me not want to leave Chuya at all, just want to bury it deeply..."

Nakahara Chuya is naturally clear about this kind of dirty talk on the bed. He used to say a few words to adjust the atmosphere when flirting with women in bars.He knew that the purpose of such words was to tease each other's lust and make one party completely open his body, but knowing that it didn't mean that he could resist - the 28-year-old Zhong Yuanzhong would also be able to do it ten years later. Not only will he not fall into passiveness, but he will also take advantage of the opportunity to lift his foot and hook Dazai's waist to counterattack.

And Zhong Ye would only have numb ears, dodge and stare angrily: "You fart!"

Osamu Dazai said that this kind of pediatric threat was not painful at all, he just said: "Then you hold me like you did just now." .Zhong Yuanzhong also saw it, and originally wanted to retort that "whatever you say is what you say", but swallowed it back, and changed it to: "You fucking brought someone home again."

Osamu Dazai: "???"

The focus here is... Chuya, who is drunk, is really difficult to deal with.Osamu Dazai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply put the condom on the staring young man in front of him: "I don't have... Hey, I can't tell you, but please help me wear the condom."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched the cover in his hand, didn't move, frowned, and refused firmly: "No."

Probably because I feel that the one below is enough to be aggrieved, and then I put it on by myself. What is the difference from the death row prisoner buying the bullet that was shot in his head?The more Nakahara thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, but it was impossible and impossible to stop the thing at this time, so he had to throw away the condom in his heart - Osamu Dazai had expected it to catch him - Then he put his chin on Osamu Dazai's shoulder angrily, tilted his head and blew into his ear: "I won't wear it anymore, just come here like this."

Osamu Dazai almost sighed: "It's okay in normal times—today, it's really not." He himself felt a little funny when he said it, as if he was coaxing some difficult little woman's safety period, so he hurried back to make amends: "Cleaning up will It's very troublesome, and if I ejaculate for the first time, you may have a low fever... At this time, low fever is not a good thing, right?" When is this time.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about his own abilities, then pursed his lips and stopped talking.Dazai Osamu gently kissed his eyelids—Nakahara also found that Dazai liked to kiss here very much, probably because he had a special liking for the way he subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for the kiss to fall—then said in a low voice: "What is between us?" There is still a lot of time... Chuya, if you ask me to wear it in the future, I will not agree. I will cum all over your small holes and block them to prevent them from flowing out, making you feel so full that you can't eat anymore a little……"

Chuya Nakahara lay lazily in Dazai's arms, resting his head on the hollow of his shoulder, he opened his mouth and bit down upon hearing this.

Osamu Dazai made a soft hiss, and while taking off the cover, he continued to describe: "Then you gasped and got up from the bed, and when you went to the bathroom, your back hole was full of things, you couldn't hold them, those The white turbid liquid will slowly flow down from the buttocks and flow down the root of your thigh... I will watch you squirt the semen that I ejaculated in, and I can't help but follow it, and then put you in the bathroom Press it in front of the mirror, lift your leg and fuck you hard..."

"Hooligan," Dazai may have poured into his ears a lot of obscenity, and Nakahara Nakahara's composure was tempered by Sucheng, "Pervert."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai opened his legs and rubbed his waist, "Now the gangster is going to fuck you."

Even though there was a lot more lubricant than usual as a bedding, Nakahara Nakaya couldn't help but tense his body suddenly when Dazai Osamu's head was inserted into his body - it hurts, the kind that will tear in the next moment Bleeding pain, the kind of pain that made his anger come out in an instant.

"You... Dazai..." He gasped, his eyes were forced to turn red, "I..."

Intermittently, the voice behind was small and chaotic, and Osamu Dazai couldn't hear it clearly, but it couldn't be a good word after all.In fact, he himself didn't feel well, the middle also hurt, and the one below him hurt even more, so he bent down and kissed the sweaty cheeks of the middle and the soft hair sticking to the cheeks with sweat. Spare it out and reach down, and dutifully help Zhongya: "Relax, Chuya... relax a little..."

While talking, he pushed slowly for a few minutes, squeezing the tightest part of the acupuncture point, and after waiting for a few seconds to relax a little, he immediately lowered his waist and slammed it hard——

"Woo!" Chuya Nakahara was suffocated, and he almost couldn't catch his breath. Immediately, he scolded the bad friend and partner in front of him without slipping or repeating a series of words, and his fingers were firmly on Osamu Dazai's back.

Osamu Dazai was familiar with this body, and managed to break through the most difficult position. The soft and slippery flesh wall inside squeezed up layer by layer, sucking his cock that had already swelled until the blue veins were exposed.The 28-year-old Osamu Dazai calmly touched the location in his memory, and let the swollen top gently rub against it.

"!!"

The cursing words stopped abruptly, and the pleasure that made him climb to the top just now came again.Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth slightly, revealing a small tip of his tongue resting on his lower lip, his face was rarely blank and dazed.This expression is so rare and so cute, it lured Dazai to lower his head to lick and kiss the small exposed tip of his tongue while starting to move his lower body slowly.

Nakahara Naka was also kissed by him, and made two muffled "woo hoots", and then he was bumped into a good place, which made him calm down all of a sudden, obediently kissed, and spread his legs between Osamu Dazai On the waist, so that it can be done to others.

No matter how fierce and cool he is at ordinary times, and carry the audience when he is on a mission, the character of this little mafia kid has not faded completely: while resolutely rejecting the courtship that he has never tried before, he is also curious and seeking fresh and abundant joy.He couldn't help moaning because of the movement of the cock going in and out, and a few small words leaked from his lips, and Osamu Dazai heard his brows tremble. bed.

Nakahara Chuya's voice was filled with a muffled nasal sound, and he probably didn't know what he was talking about when he closed his eyes: "No...you slow down... Dazai...! Yours is too thick...to put it there... ...Woo!"

Dazai Osamu listened to the youthful bed talk that he had never enjoyed before, and his lower body immediately became more rigid, wanting to let the little mafioso say the whole thing: "...how?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was only panting and moaning after being penetrated by him, his face was blushing, and his blue eyes were full of mist.It took him a long time to fill in the remaining half of the sentence intermittently, while biting his lower lip to suppress moaning, he said tremblingly, "Bastard, you're going to screw me...!"

Osamu Dazai: "..."

There was a "snap" in Osamu Dazai's head, the sound of a broken rational nerve.

Before, he said to Zhongya, "Think carefully about the situation of sleeping with you now, I may not be able to control it at that time"; but now it has been proved that Osamu Dazai's words generally have an extremely low error rate. He said at the time I can't control it, I really feel that although Chuya never knows how to curry favor with little boys outside and act like a baby, he is also fierce, has a bad temper, and is neither gentle nor cute, but unconsciously seduces The most deadly, he may suffer.

After all, Osamu Dazai walked through the flourishing garden of Daqian gracefully and could not touch his body. In the end, he ate it alone and fell under the suit pants of the same person.

Osamu Dazai changed his posture, sat up halfway, and let Chuya lie on his back on the bed before he could react, his buttocks were still in Osamu Dazai's hands, thanks to the top-notch flexibility, his lower body was raised by Osamu Dazai to the point where the difference in height from his head was obvious , I didn't see how hard he was.

This posture allows for deep penetration and facilitates Dazai's strength.Zhongyuan Zhong also lay on his back and covered his eyes with his arms, as if he could pretend not to know that the louder and louder tsk-tsk water below him and the clearer and clearer moaning in his ears came from himself.Osamu Dazai rammed deeply and hard, while reaching out to stroke a clear scar on Chuya's waist and abdomen.

"Chuya..." His panting was also rapid, and he exerted force with his hands, "Chuya, look at me..."

The called person moved his arm subconsciously, and saw the man entering and leaving his body in front of him: the handsome face he had seen countless times was now covered with a thin layer of sweat, flushed with lust, and the soft black hair followed his body. With flickering movements, sweat dripped from his chin and dripped onto his lower abdomen.

"Chuya..." The handsome man groaned and sighed again, panting and calling his name.

It's fucking terrible, and Zhong Yuanzhong is also vaguely pessimistic.I will probably eat this set for the rest of my life.

He closed his eyes again, and tried to pinch his back acupuncture point for the first time: "Hurry up...I want you to come in, Dazai!"

The black-haired man lying on top of him paused, and then thrust more violently. For a moment, the small bedroom was filled with two moaning voices that seemed to blend together.

……

This sex that shouldn't have happened lasted from the afternoon to the evening, waiting for the sky of Yokohama to be left with only a touch of orange-red afterglow, and the street lights on the street were turned on one by one, and the movement of the big bed in the apartment bedroom finally came to an end. After the last jerk, the shaking stopped, and then the two gasped for breath after the intense exercise.

No matter how heavy the wine is, he will wake up after going through such a pass. Zhong Yuan is lying on the bed covered with unknown liquid, panting, and wants to cut off all his memories of the few hours just now and shred them into the toilet. Flushed away, I don't want to think about what I said or did actively or passively.

Osamu Dazai lay beside him, and after his breathing calmed down a bit, he turned his face and looked at the little mafia with a smile: "Oh, now my heart is balanced."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bother to talk to him at all.

"At first, I thought that a bastard would live in my house, eat my snacks, watch my movies, sleep on my bed and people... I really wanted to be anti-social, but now, hehe~" Osamu Dazai stretched vigorously waist, and pushed Nakahara Nakaya up, "It's a pity that I only did it twice, but I still have to ask... Do you want me to carry you to the bathroom, Nakahara?"

"Get out!!!" The little mafia who was pushed up became irritable for a moment, stomping on the floor all the way into the bathroom as if to prove something, slammed the door and then pulled it away suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong also poked his head out, Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Dazai's head, then retracted his head, and slammed the bathroom door for the second time.

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders and obviously didn't care, he yawned and got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.He has long been used to the stinky behavior of Chuya turning his face and denying people when he gets out of bed. Even if he is 28 years old ten years later, if he coaxes him to play a particularly shameful play, he will cooperate and enjoy it when he does it. But afterwards, I can still be cold-faced for a day.

Caressing the half-drunk water glass, Osamu Dazai realized that he might have missed his own Dazhong a little bit.

And that's when the doorbell rang.

Osamu Dazai didn't care, just put on a pair of pajama pants and went to open the door.Standing outside the door was his capable subordinate who was sent by him to investigate the information about the people involved in the Zhongye supernatural event. He nodded, let people in, turned around and walked back to the kitchen to pick up the cup, then nodded casually, meaning Let's start reporting, he listens.

The smell in the room and the traces on the body are so obvious that a blind person can know what happened here just now.The subordinates did not dare to jokingly speculate about the private life of this young cadre before doing business, so they could only lower their heads, put their hands behind their backs, and began to report in a flat and unwavering voice.

Five minutes later, Osamu Dazai's eyelids trembled slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed his chin unconsciously, his brows slowly wrinkled.

TBC