Chapter 9.2 (1/2)
Chapter 9.2 (H)
Jiang Yishan’s mouth and nose were both blocked, and the lack of oxygen quickly made him climax. He curled his toes and crumpled the sheets on the sofa. As he did, his ass squeezed Qin Shaocheng’s cock tighter. His upper body was flushed red because of the heat and it looked very attractive. His brown nipples trembled stiffly in the air.
Jiang Yishan’s eyes were unfocused; he couldn’t bear any more pleasure. His skin was so sensitive that the mere drop of Qin Shaocheng’s sweat could stimulate him.
Qin Shaocheng’s forehead was sweating so much. During Jiang Yishan’s climax, his insides clenched his cock so tightly that he could no longer continue pumping. With one last deep thrust, he shot all his semen into Jiang Yishan’s ass.
Qin Shaocheng viciously pinched one of Jiang Yishan’s nipples and grazed it with his teeth.
“Ah!” When his nipple was stimulated, Jiang Yishan’s body curved into an arc, his waist shaking as he came again. White semen spilled out from under Qin Shaocheng’s slightly loosened fingers. He was out of breath after coming. His eyes, though unfocused, gazed in the direction of Qin Shaocheng. Jiang Yishan’s tears fell like a dam breaking.
Qin Shaocheng pulled out of Jiang Yishan’s body. He glimpsed at the place where they were once connected and saw it was red and swelling, with white semen flowing out from it. He looked away and took some tissues to wipe the cum off his hand.
When Jiang Yishan came down from the high, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face; however, his eyes were still wet and red. Seeing Qin Shaocheng walk towards the bathroom, he gritted his teeth and followed him.
In the bathroom, Qin Shaocheng stood under the shower as he rinsed himself. When Jiang Yishan came in, he was about to say something but quickly stopped himself and covered his flushed face.
Qin Shaosheng looked at him suspiciously; then he saw the white semen dripping down Jiang Yishan’s thighs.
“I…” When Jiang Yishan noticed the change in Qin Shaocheng’s eyes, he changed his words. “Do you want to do it again? Shall I wash it first?”
Qin Shaocheng, with a black face, hurriedly dried himself and stormed out the door.