Atlas Battle Song

"Please, I'll ride you."

Trander smiled calmly, but his slightly trembling voice revealed uncontrollable excitement.He pinched Egg's slender ankle hard, and immediately became gentle again. His fingertips slid down the soft inner thigh until the boy's narrow buttocks.

"Want here? Then get wet, like a woman."

The green-eyed teenager smiled politely, but his tricks were as bad as a veteran in love who was playing with his virginity.He never thought that the despicable sex skills he had learned in the brothel would one day be used on the pure young master Egg.This is unimaginable.A young master with elegant dance steps, wearing an exquisite emerald bow tie, a proud boy... These hands are white and slender, besides touching books, puppets and swords, should they have touched a penis?There are also the thin lips of the noble boy, who smiles as indifferently and charmingly as a crescent moon. Should he be forced to suck what a man ejaculates?

Who would have thought to dirty an angel with cum?

Just now, he was trying to caress the boy tenderly, kissing softly like cotton candy, from front to back.Let the young master feel at ease and hold the young master in his arms.

But now Trand has changed his mind.

Since the young man in front of him was naked, pure and flawless but trapped by dirty lust, he was like a lamb on an altar.

"Woo, Trand..." Master Egg called out uneasily.

Then get him dirty.

Humiliate him and punish him with thick and cloudy semen.Forced the crying boy against the white sheet and fucked hard, thrusting his cock inside like crushing a lily.

Trand is doing just that.

"Master likes this, doesn't he?" He kneaded Egg's genitals, and the body fluid flowed along the perineum to the pink pussy.

"It's so uncomfortable, woo..."

The young master didn't know how to answer, sobbing in a low voice, but opened his legs tremblingly, longing for a deeper touch.

"Is yours here for a man? Isn't that right, sweetheart?"

Poke in a little bit with your fingertips, and then go in slowly.Olive oil and semen are mixed together, like honey and milk melting on the taste buds.The fingers are thrusting and thrusting, simulating the action of sex.

"Ah! Ahhh..."

"Do you hate it?" Trand stopped.

"Woo..." Egg whimpered and hugged the pillow, as if it was a substitute for a puppet lion, "If... it's Trander... you can..."

How naive, Trander smiled.He was crushed on Master Egg, the tip of his genitals slid over the soft and moist hole intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing against it lightly.

"That means you can let me fuck, right?"

The young master nodded, bit his lip, and tried to put on a calm attitude towards sex.He wanted to appear elegant.A nobleman's body cannot be violated by a servant, but he can maturely demand lust from his lover, even if he shamelessly asks for an erect penis to enter his body.It would be so if the young men who had been servants of the master had cheated in the vineyard.

"Fuck me."

The young master spoke decisively, as if declaring that he would definitely win the competition.He was determined to have a physical relationship with Trand tonight.

"You're crazy..."

How can you hold it?For a moment, desire overwhelmed Trander's mind.The blood is hot, the lower abdomen is so hard that it hurts, the penis is raised high, close at hand, the genitals of the two teenagers are stuck together.Olive oil gurgled as the cock rubbed, like real lovemaking.

"quick!"

"Don't worry sweetheart, you haven't been fucked by a man yet, be patient."

Trand spread Egg's legs viciously, then leaned over to enclose his cock, licking it with relish, like an experienced young whore.The stormy pleasure frightened the boy, and the unprecedented experience hit Egg, Trand buried his head in his crotch, sucking deeply on his genitals, his saliva and hot mucous membrane wrapped his sensitive genitals .That kind of creepy pleasure came from the abyss again, and the experience of nightmare came up.

"Wait! Trander!"

Egg was frightened, and pushed Rand's head with his hand.But Trand held his hips and thighs, swallowed deeper, and the lustful water sound became louder.

"Ah... ah! Don't..."

"That's not what the young master said here. First you want your fingers, now you want your tongue, what else do you want after that?"

Unmoved, Trander still buried his head in Egg's crotch, deftly licking his tongue from his cock to his tight pussy.Almost ready.He lubes the cock again.

"I'm going to bud you, dear young master."

Trent took a deep breath, lifted Egg's buttocks slightly, and then pushed the penis into the fleshy seam slightly, inserting it little by little.The bodies of the teenagers gradually stick together.So tight, the two tried hard, sweat dripping down their chests.

"Why... woo!"

"I will be gentle."

Trand's cock squeezed in, and inside him, the hot hard stuff squeezed open the tight fleshy hole.The place where the genitals should not be accommodated is now being stretched open by the cock.The lower bodies of the two are joined together.

"Woooo..."

"Ha..." Trand gasped, "Come in..."

Strange, new sensuality.

The intense pleasure caused the teenagers to fall completely, not knowing what they wanted or what to do.

Egg tried to close his legs, but they just clamped Trent's waist, and waves of pleasure surged up from his lower abdomen, and he was sucked, just like those things in nightmares do.Fear and sexual desire tore at him.How to do?It felt weird, like what the squishy dank thing did to him, crouching over him, doing things like that.

Egg suddenly thought of the instructor, the man's cock inside him, dark tentacles and branches tearing at him, thick black mud.

"NO! DON'T!!! DON'T TOUCH ME!"

The boy suddenly screamed.

What's wrong? !

Trander hurriedly let go of Egg, and then gently hugged the tear-stained young master into his arms again.

"Shh, don't be afraid that we won't do it, okay? Don't be afraid, we won't do it tonight."

Kissing the teardrops from the corners of Master Egg's eyes, Trander was so anxious that his tongue tied up and he trembled when he spoke.He didn't expect this to happen, and he made 180 guilty mind turns trying to figure out what he didn't do well.

Too much, no, this is really too much.He was so remorseful that he was anxious to comfort his weeping lover.

"Did I hurt the young master?"

"It doesn't hurt..."

Egg shook his head aggrievedly, his gray-blue eyes were watery.

"Then what happened just now?" Trander felt that something was wrong, and he didn't know if he should ask at this time, "You seem to be very scared all of a sudden... What are you afraid of?"

The boy still shook his head, tears falling down in big drops.

For a moment, Trander was so distressed that he didn't know what to say, so he took Egg into his arms, and the two hugged naked.

"Don't be afraid, young master, I'm here... I'm here, no one can hurt you."

"I'm sorry...I screwed up..."

"Shh."

Trander smiled, rubbing his cheek against Egg's face to reassure him.

"I love you, no matter how terrible things we encounter, shall we face them together? No matter where you go, I will accompany you and protect you. I am a little lion, and I will drive away all terrible things! "

Egg didn't answer, just buried his head in Trander's chest, wet with tears.

He didn't want to say it.

Trand also noticed it.Maybe it's not suitable to ask more questions tonight. The young master's spirit has suddenly become fragile from the excitement of intimacy. If he is stimulated again... maybe his physical condition will not be good again.Thinking of this, Trand blamed himself even more.

"Hey, do you want to bring your puppet friends up to sleep together? I'm going to bring everyone back now."

"Don't go."

Igor grabbed Trand's hand.The boy stopped crying and just sobbed uncontrollably.

"Don't you want everyone?"

"I want to hug the silly lion..."

"Hey, I can't do anything about you...then let the little lion from the circus come to accompany you tonight, and you have to pay overtime." Trander smiled wryly and hugged the young master, and the two lay down and covered the quilt.

"My stupid lion."

Gradually, Master Egg closed his eyes and fell asleep, with a reassuring look on his face.Trander sighed, and carefully wiped off the remaining tears on the young master's eyelashes.

"Fool."

The absurdity and passion dissipated.Trand felt unreal about what had just happened.Master Egg's love and pain worked so strongly on him, but he didn't understand it.

What was it that scared Egg?Since when did the young master change?Since the death of the countess ?Or after a serious illness in the Emerald Academy?Even though Master Yi Ge's mental state has improved a lot now, he is still not the same as before...

Trand still didn't understand.

"Go to sleep my dear young master, I will find out."

After the goodnight kiss, various things were still on Trand's mind.He'd save Egg, whatever that was.