【Taizhong】Misplacement

PartA

A3

"What are you doing?" After a long silence, Zhong Yuan Zhong also sneered, pushed him away and continued to do his own thing, "Don't keep talking about such things when you're underage. Although in your current situation, on the surface, I don’t have the risk of being accused of being an underage, but so what? I don’t want to sleep with an inexperienced brat, it’s tiring and troublesome, heck.”

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and wanted to follow, but his calf was rubbed by a piece of warm fluff... The beautiful big Su Mu squeezed away the other male master of this family very familiarly and "snapped, slapped, slapped" "Passing by, he followed up with Nakaya's father who walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door, and grabbed his father's fluffy slippers, asking for milk.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a carton of milk and tore it open, poured some into a small plate on the ground beside General and half of the dog; the young cadres who were ruthlessly pushed away saw this scene, and felt that their teeth ached——

Judging from the proficiency of that stupid canine animal, it is definitely not the first time to do this. The atmosphere over there is warm and harmonious. It seems that the existence of "self" is the most redundant;

So back to that question again.Ten years later, why did I agree to live with such a huge creature under the same roof? If you want a shepherd dog, Chuya is not enough (Chuya: I hear you farting.) ! !

Osamu Dazai stepped forward and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Chuya, don't you think that the relationship between this... General and 'me' is not so harmonious?"

"Ah, probably so." Chuya said, drinking milk, "Anyway, you—I mean the older one—always fight with it for a while and take a nap with it as a pillow. You're used to it. good."

General heard his name, raised his head from the plate, and looked at Dazai with big watery black eyes.One person and one dog looked at each other silently for a few seconds. It stretched out its pink tongue and "swiped" to clean the milk froth around its mouth.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "I think it is mocking me, is it an illusion?"

"Don't be so sensitive." Zhong Yuanzhong also perfunctory him: "It's an illusion."

But the young mafia cadre was obviously still worried about the fact that he was squeezed out just now. He followed Zhongya to the sofa, and said angrily: "Zhongye is partial, right? I really feel sad for me ten years later, and Zhong Ye has known each other for 20 years, and in the end they still have to compete with a Su Mu."

"..." Nakahara Nakahara, who has grown up for a long time, also found out with a bit of a headache that Dazai Osamu is not a good target no matter whether he is eight years old or 28 years old. Knowing when to use what method is the most irresistible to yourself——

It was like this when he was confessed by Osamu Dazai for the first time; but now, Osamu Dazai came here after the soul exchange, and found that his partner has changed a lot after ten years and some places, but he still responds with the fastest speed How can I make some of my plans succeed.

He was speaking in a slightly childish and coquettish tone on purpose, as if deliberately separating his expression and tone from this mature appearance.Nakahara can also guarantee that Osamu Dazai did not have this habit even when he was eight years old, but when he saw his lover who has lived together for many years acting like a baby to him in such a childish tone, he had to say that he really thought it was cute, He couldn't just sneer and pull people away like he did just now...even though he knew very well that this was just another performance by the other party, essentially no different from the previous behavior of pretending to be 28-year-old Dazai.

Sighing, he reluctantly beckoned someone to sit down on the sofa, while he spread his thighs and sat across Dazai again facing each other.

The young mafia cadre wrapped his arms around Nakaya's thin waist almost in the next moment, to prevent the man from standing up and strolling around when he wrote three and a half words like the last time. Tatsu walks away by himself again.

Zhong also held the man's face down slightly, letting him look at him, and at the same time asked a little confused: "When I remember, you and I were in a state of incompatibility, right? Why did I find out that you were not interested in other things when I got here? I'm not interested in them at all, but I'm so quick to accept this point... Don't you just like hugging little girls at this time?"

"Well, I really don't have any experience in this field," Osamu Dazai said softly, bending his beautiful eyebrows, "So, Chuya taught me."

He slyly gave the final blow with a slightly nasal voice: "The kiss when I woke up in the morning was so comfortable...Chung also do it again~"

The 28-year-old Nakahara Chuya once again compromised with his natural enemy named Osamu Dazai.

"General, go back to your den." He ordered to his innocent son over there.

Then he lowered Dazai's head, murmured and leaned over, "Let's say it first, I won't make the last step with you."

The same delicate and erotic kiss as in the morning.The tip of the tongue licked along the gap between the lips, and then burrowed in, entangled gently with the other wet tongue that came up, still every pause or lick was just right, so comfortable that it made the scalp numb.

The small sound of water leaking out during the kiss was heard in the ears, and the pinnae of the ears were faintly hot. Dazai's genitals, which had just softened, had already raised his head again, and the quilt also took off his pajama pants, took them out familiarly, and had sex with himself The two roots were tightly pressed together, and the beautiful fingers and warm palms circled the roots of the two, and slowly rubbed them.

Osamu Dazai's brows twitched slightly, and his eyes darkened involuntarily: the visual impact of the scene in front of him is comparable to the effect of "dirty" fully opened.He knew that Nakaya had beautiful hands, but he never thought about how it would feel when his partner's beautiful hands were holding his cock up and down - he felt that his good brother changed almost immediately. Get rough.

"Chuya..." The young mafia cadre enjoyed the service from his partner ten years later, he couldn't help inserting his five fingers into the soft hair on the back of Chuya's head, pressing the back of his head to press the person against him. The first time he took the initiative, closed his eyes and kissed back.

In Nakahara, who was doing his duty conscientiously, he felt the change of the other penis more intuitively in the middle of the handjob to Dazai and himself.After a long and youthful kiss, he subconsciously licked the bitten lip marks on his lips, and pointedly stroked the tip of Dazai's cock with his fingertips: " So excited?"

Whether it is the corner of the lips or the stroke, it is not a small stimulus.Osamu Dazai, whose inner shell was a young soul for the time being, frowned slightly, showing a slightly refreshed expression.

"Oh, you're getting excited now..." Zhong Yuanzhong slowly rubbed his palm against the increasingly swollen column, and finally hooked the corners of his lips, "What if I sit down slowly in front of you?"

Dazai stared at him silently.

"I think although you haven't done it with a man now, you should know how two men do it?" Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his voice slightly, "Do the foreplay first, um...you will use lubricant Use the potion to expand the small mouth behind me, and stuff three fingers into it, it must be expanded to the extent that I can ejaculate quickly..."

"Then, just like now, I will straddle you and use that little hole that keeps opening and closing to accept you..." The mature and beautiful partner continued to seduce in a low voice. It also speeded up, "You will watch your genitals being swallowed by me slowly... This process is very swollen and very big, so every time I can only take it slowly...until it completely enters my body and pushes me The small mouth at the back is stretched to the maximum without a single wrinkle..."

"Zhongye..."

The young Osamu Dazai obviously hadn't seen a proud and beautiful person like Yuzhong use such a number.His breathing was visibly heavy, and his eyeballs were stained a little red—as if the red around the eyelids had been heated up by emotion, and also dyed some color to the eyeballs inside.

The hand he was slowly stroking around Zhongye's waist subconsciously moved down the depression in the spine, but was stopped by Zhongya's free hand.Noticing that the trapped penis jerked and swelled again, it seemed to express the master's dissatisfaction. Zhongyuan Zhong was also a little dry. He felt that he was describing what would normally happen, so he couldn't help getting excited. .He licked his lips and continued: "Every time you push in and make trouble, you make me cry every time... Well, wait, you are not allowed to move."

Once again, he directly suppressed the man who couldn't help but want to make a move, and insisted that this time he should be completely controlled by himself as an adult. He was also dissatisfied and pinched the swollen head in his hand, and got the young version of Dazai helplessly. Raise your hand for your promise to stop messing around.In order to show punishment, he leaned forward as if he was tired and leaned his head on Dazai's shoulder, turned his face sideways, and slowly blew into Dazai's ear: "But you always make me feel very good. You know when I feel good What will happen?... I will bite your shoulder and cry and tell you to hurry up, or tell you to stop, I will be broken by you—”

The tops of the two genitals that are tightly rubbed together have already released transparent liquid, flowing down the shaft, making the movement of fingers and palms rubbing around the genitals faster and smoother.

"Finally," Chuya seemed to sense that they were coming soon, and ended the pornographic description, "you will shoot all the semen into my body, the bag is tight Clinging to my hole, I kept shooting..."

"And I would be held tightly by you and unable to move, and I would also be powerless to move...because when you ejaculated, the feeling of semen hitting the intestinal wall would make me ejaculate with red eyes."

……

In the well-decorated living room, only the rough panting of the two could be heard for a moment.

When the ejaculation came out, Osamu Dazai flipped his adult lover over and pressed him down, pressed him on the sofa and kissed hard, and the two of them released at the same time due to the accumulation of pleasure, sandwiched between the two of them, at this moment each other His lower abdomen and chest were covered in a cloudy white mess.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuanzhong, who was pressed on the sofa, didn't seem to have any sense of crisis at all. He raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, complaining and upset, "It all splashed on my chin."

"It's all Chuya's fault." Dazai Osamu put his arms on both sides of his head, hanging above him, his eyes were unprecedentedly deep and dangerous, "It's great, the future me is so cool... I want to play like this too Just once, Chuya."

"No way." Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows and refused, "I agreed to help you do it with your hands only once, and you don't want to do the last step?"

"But what you did just now didn't make me comfortable at all, it just made me more greedy!" Dazai protested, "I'm still young, so Chu should spoil me!"

Zhong also stared at him for two seconds.

Just when Dazai felt that there might be some hope this time, the world suddenly turned around. Originally, he and Chuya could not take advantage of the hand-to-hand fight. Now that there has been a ten-year break, the gap is obviously more obvious.

Stretching out his feet and hooking Osamu Dazai's knees, Nakahara Nakaya Shi Shiran got up from the sofa, ignoring his equally messy belly and the genitals that had obviously just vented. The look is really deceiving - abstinence and aloofness... or something.

"Get up," he turned his head and glanced at the wall clock in the living room, "because of you, the arrangement of things in the future will be disrupted. Go take a shower and change clothes, and now we have to visit Guangjin."

Dazai, who was lying on the ground trying to make a fool of himself, was taken aback when he heard the words: "Visit Guangjin?"

As one of the oldest members of the Mafia, Guangjin Liulang took good care of the two of them when they were young, the "Double Black" group that shocked the entire dark world.Before Osamu Dazai crossed over, Hirotsu often led the team to carry out missions one after another. He looked very energetic and vividly interpreted the phrase "old and strong".

"The spirit is also very good now." Zhong Yuanzhong also drove the car, and said lazily, "It's just that at that age, although healing-type supernatural powers are often useful, it is not within their scope to compete with time. ——Of course it’s not a serious problem, it’s just a minor operation, and now I’m recuperating in a nursing home under the name of an organization in the suburbs.”

"Hmm." Dazai looked at himself wearing a light-colored long trench coat in the mirror very freshly, a little surprised.After all, he was taken away by Mori Ogai for training since he was very young, and then he entered the mafia directly. From then on, he never took off his death-like black clothes and changed them into other colors.

But in the current situation, he also somewhat understands that he is probably no longer working in the Mafia.When changing clothes, I casually asked Nakaya this, but the other party was on the phone and didn't bother to answer him, so he just said "it's too troublesome to explain the reason, aren't you smart, guess it yourself" to fend off such words, ask more The result of the sentence is that you no longer prevaricate, but get "you and the leader had a very complicated love-hate relationship, so you ran away in anger and decided not to go back to the mafia again." I don't know where to start complaining. answer.

But it doesn't matter if you don't answer, take it step by step, and he will never be impatient in preparation.

When the car drove to the gate of the nursing home, you could tell that it belonged to the mafia without even looking, because in the short distance from the gate to the gate, you can see mafia in suits and sunglasses everywhere in the small courtyard full of flowers and plants. .

Seeing the familiar vehicles stop at the door, the mafia quickly lined up; when the door opened, the leader shouted: "Stand at attention—"

With the sound of the heels of the leather shoes knocking together, each of these members stood upright like a benchmark, and at the same time shouted in unison: "Good afternoon!! Your Excellency!!!"

Osamu Dazai just got out of the car with a very complicated expression: "... Is the atmosphere in the mafia so exaggerated now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also locked the car door without any surprise: "If you think too much, that's not welcome for you, nor for me."

Who else is welcome?Osamu Dazai was a little dazed, and the next moment he understood who this battle was for. General, who came with them, walked over with small graceful steps, and reservedly received greetings from many of Chuya's subordinates.

"Good afternoon! Your Excellency!"

"It's really hard for you to come all the way! Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency! Please come here, the resting mat is ready for you!"

As expected of Chuya's father's good son, General was not at all excited in the face of such a courteous battle, but walked past them gracefully like a military parade, ignoring the ham sausage, hamburger meat, or Chicken legs...only at the last moment, he reservedly bit a dog biscuit from one of them.

When General strolled in, followed the smell and happily found Hirotsu who was also very close to him and was basking in the sun in the garden at the moment, Nakahara Nakaya took the visiting gift and locked the car and left with Dazai into the yard.At this time, those subordinates had already been very well-trained and put all kinds of things that they were holding to please General behind their backs, lowered their eyes and lowered their heads, and returned to the stable and solemn look that Osamu Dazai remembered.

"Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very calm: "Yes."

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai was amazed at this skillful routine, and felt...fortunately, he had already quit.

TBC