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I think that human beings have their own limits, just like getting out of the mother's belly, breaking into this world as an independent individual is the first breakthrough to the limit.So although there is a limit, this limit is a shell that can be broken through.

It looks like a big hard black stone, which encloses people and limits and compresses the living space of individuals.Therefore, many people saw it and decided that they could not break through, and they raised their hands and surrendered without challenging it.

However, the fact is that this shell has no fighting power, and it can only scare some stupid people.In fact, as long as you poke it, you will find that it is softer than plasticine, and it can be rolled out with a slight push.If you push it persistently, you can even push out of the universe and land on other planets.

I have no ambition to expand the limit to such a great state. All I can challenge is the distance between me and the knight.

In this matter I have the stamina and determination of an ordinary person, and I can fight for it forever.With my efforts, we have developed a relationship of sharing the same bed. Now that I have broken through this step, I will not go back.

My own bedroom has been a decoration since I shared a "bed" with him on New Year's Eve.

Every night during the winter vacation, I had to stay in his room and settle down on his bed after taking a shower. No matter how hard he kicked me out, I wouldn't leave.Later, he didn't bother to push me away. Didn't this break the limit again?

His single bed is even better.

A single bed is just an ordinary single bed. Two six or seven-year-old children sleep together just fine, and two sixteen or seven-year-old men sleep together.

It's really uncomfortable to sleep on, and if I lie flat with him at the same time, his arms are on the edge of the bed, and I'm in danger of falling if I push him a little bit.

But that's the way it is. In order to avoid the tragedy of falling out of bed, we are always very close, so close that we can hear our heartbeats.

At such a close distance, it's not my style not to take advantage of the dark night and wind.I like to kiss him very much, not limited to the mouth, as long as the lips touch his skin, I like it.

What I didn't know, however, is that such an intimate act in the dark can easily go off the rails...

At this time, the gender knowledge part of my head has not yet been developed. Kissing him is just an uncontrollable and instinctive movement of the body, without any advanced thoughts.But in this kind of thing, the mind and the body must be disconnected. The body is always triggered first, and knowledge can keep up.My body is a teenage body, in a state of hormonal chaos, how it reacts is beyond my control, and I have no sense.

So there was such a night...

He kissed me on the forehead and said "sleep", which probably meant a goodnight kiss.

But I didn't intend to sleep, so I started to toss, first I kissed him on the chin, it was a joking kind of pro-French, "Bobo", I laughed while operating.

After sucking on his face and neck, the battlefield naturally shifted to his mouth. I imitated his movements and used my lips to grind his lower lip.

This is really a very easy way to get distracted. After I bit his lower lip and licked it a few times, I felt my heart beating faster and my breathing hard.

I subconsciously stopped, but I was reluctant to leave, I just relaxed my jaw, and gasped for breath against his lips.As if I had abandoned the city and surrendered, he broke into the city gate relentlessly.

He didn't give me a chance to hide, and he plundered as much as he wanted.The few times I thought I was going to suffocate, he would just give me a momentary respite, followed by a thrill that made me shudder.

I was immersed in this extreme experience, which was as natural as water flowing downhill. Everything happened in a natural way, and neither he nor I could control it.

I just think he is good, his breathing is good, his lips are good, and of course his hot body is also good.

Yearning for good things is an instinct, and then possession.So if he hadn't grabbed my forearm suddenly to stop me, I wouldn't have realized that my hand had penetrated into his pajamas and rubbed back and forth on his back.

"Paradise, Paradise..." His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressed by something, maybe it was reason.

That's the kind of guy he is, and I'll never be able to.He can't lose his rationality at any time, and the spirit called "self-control" is the leader of his mind.

At this moment, I was in a muddy mess, how could I be able to wake up after being called by his name twice.

I hummed twice as a response, but my body still moved forward boldly.Feet rubbed between his legs, and hands scratched and squeezed on his back.It seems that he likes something crazy, wishing to crush it and dissolve it into his own flesh and blood.

When I felt a hard object when I pasted it across the body, I suddenly came back to my senses, and all the movements stopped abruptly.Not only was he hard, but so was I.

I took a few breaths and jumped out of bed: "I, I'll go back to my room and sleep..."

Rushing into my room, I tried to cool myself down with the blanket full of cool air, but the lower abdomen was always hot, and the heat couldn't go away no matter what.

When I was struggling in the bed, there was a sound of water suddenly, and it was he who had gone to take a shower.I stretched my neck to look at the bright light outside the door, and unconsciously reached my lower abdomen with my hand. My hand was very cold, and I shivered when I touched it.I threw my head on the pillow unbearably, accompanied by the faint sound of water, imagined a vague scene, and moved my hands slowly.

I don't know when he took a shower, but after I finished, the sound of the water and the light disappeared.I slumped on the bed, pulling the quilt to cover my head.

It wasn't the first time I had sex, of course, but it was the first time I felt ashamed.

Every time in the past, I just dealt with physiological impulses, without any picture in my head, just a black mass, let that impulse form an electric current from the spine to the brain, and everything will be fine, and I even thought that I was out of it.

But this time I really participated in it, and it was vivid and vivid. Under the warm yellow light, the figure of Youdao was looming, with the color of flesh and beautiful lines.I was lured to walk in, and violated every inch of his skin. The steam wrapped me around, making me moist and warm.

It felt too real, it was heart-pounding, and it couldn't be over for a long time.

I couldn't take it anymore, I got out of bed and changed into a new sheet, put on new pajamas and underwear and went to the bathroom to take a shower.I used the bathroom in the master bedroom. The water vapor on the mirror of the bathroom he had just used hadn’t dissipated yet, and the room was filled with suffocating heat.