Yuan Zong's fingers wandered downwards, invading the bunch of hairs downstairs. Xia Yao's thighs and ass shook violently.

"No...don't..."

Yuan Zong devilishly jerked the thin layer of curly hairs, this sent out a surge of pleasure which reddened Xia Yao's whole face, as his butt uncontrollably rubbed against the mattress underneath.

As his vital region was mercilessly teased and stirred up, Xia Yao's attempt to protest persevered in his mind, but could not overpower his body's unbearable desire. The two contrast emotions collided, sending his mentality to the verge of explosion.

Yuan Zong's finger gently slid over Xia Yao's member's silky head - the most sensitive area.

Within a few seconds, Xia Yao cried out, his defensing wall totally collapsing.

Yuan Zong again gripped the chubby white turnip he'd been dreaming of for ages, wildly stroking it up and down. Vigorous electricity broke out, torturing Xia Yao's body till he was completely exhausted. His leg muscles stiffed up, ten toes histerically bunching up the bed layer, showing a painfully excited reaction.

This sort of overwhelming ecstasy, Xia Yao have never experienced by masturbating.

Yuan Zong's warm rugged hands, which felt like sandstone, didn't have to do anything much. Only touching Xia Yao's sensitive body was enough to send him to nine clouds. Moreover, a little guilt, along with the struggle between pleasure and shame, further tore down Xia Yao's feeble decade.

"Shit... so good... fantastic... Aah..."

Hearing his partner's moans getting high-pitched, Yuan Zong immediately withdrew his hands.

The roar that nearly broke out of Xia Yao's mouth was abruptly extinguished. Irritated, his eyes turned to Yuan Zong with confusion and impatence.

Yuan Zong showed not the slightest movement, his large hands still gripped onto Xia Yao's erection.

Xia Yao, a green bedmate, was absolutely incapable of handling this awkward situation, as the need to ejaculate was the only dominating thought in his mind. His round ass left the mattress, unexpectedly hipping forward, sliding itself between Yuan Zong's two hands. Yuan Zong's thighs pressed on Xia Yao's legs, making his movements a ten-fold more difficult. As a result, the young man's distressed expression, as well as his overriding eagerness for coming made Yuan Zong harden even more.

After a round of violent struggle in insanity, Xia Yao's sweaty bottom suddenly shivered.

"Agh... agh..."

Eyeing his signs of absolute euphoria, the liquor in Yuan Zong's body quickly flare up, as the man abandoned all self-restraints.

Sitting down between Xia Yao's legs, with two arms agressively grabbing him, Yuan Zong felt like a deranged tiger, arociously biting and nipping Xia Yao's thin lips, neck and shoulders.

Xia Yao has never seen Yuan Zong so out of control like that, pressing him so harshly to the point where he runs out of breath.

Yuan Zong hastily undressed himself, his muscular body as well as the powerful erection was completely exposed to Xia Yao, causing him to flush from head to toe.

The two naked men embraced each other, the bunch of hair surrounding Yuan Zong's lower part endlessly aroused Xia Yao's white turnip. Still making the very last effort to dodge the other, Xia Yao again fell prey to the sensation.

At that moment, Yuan Zong suddenly moved his hips, forcefully pumping into Xia Yao's ass crack.

The shameless action made Xia Yao's irises turn scarlet. He madly aimed a kick at Yuan Zong's face.

"You bastard!"

Yuan Zong, not only didn't turn a hair at this, but also bent Xia Yao's two arms backwards. Glaring at the partner with scorching eyes, he poured out the hidden words he has been locking in for days.

"Did I force you into this? I waited on the street just to make sure whether your arm has healed or not, if I had truly wanted to do something, a single brake kick would have been enough to bring you down! You still want to be a thickhead not wanting to glance at me?"

Finishing these words, he continued to pound furiously.

Even though it wasn't the real thing, but Xia Yao's lower body was still going numb under Yuan Zong's dreadfully great force.

"You want to blame that night on me at any costs? You want to be conservative?" Yuan Zong angrily stared at Xia Yao, "if you don't have the mental ability, you shouldn't show off?"

Yuan Zong kept ravaging, till Xia Yao's head jerked backwards, his face was a combination of defeat, shame and resentment.

Seeing his expressions, Yuan Zong could not help but feel sympathetic. Stopping, a large hand gently stroked Xia Yao's face, as the man's voice became more soothing, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Yao growled in his head, Motherfucker, try holding a sheet of steel and pound that thing into your crotch! Would that hurt?!

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Hehe, there's more in the next chapter :v. I'm half way through with the translation so hoping to get it up soon! ^^

Love,

Ann