Chapter 43 Part2 (1/2)

Deep in the Act

Translator: Kotoni

Editor: Isalee

Quality Check: Isalee

First Published on Chaleuria

Chapter 43.2

But the outburst died abruptly on Zhang Zhun's tongue as Chen Hsin latched onto his cleft with warm, moistened lips and sucked. Zhang Zhun's arms shot forward in desperation and clung to the headboard for dear life. His eyes began burning all of a sudden as if tears were about to fall. He wanted to run, to escape the torturous sensation in his a.s.s, but Chen Hsin dragged him back by the waist. Then, digging his hands into Zhang Zhun's sides and pressing his elbows firm against the backs of the man's knees, Chen Hsin forced him to raise his b.u.t.t even higher in the air.

”I… f***!” Uncontrolled curses rolled off Zhang Zhun's tongue. Shocks of pleasure raced through his body, far too intense for him to bear, and he was hard again in no time at all. Yet, Chen Hsin showed no signs of letting up. Pressing his nose to Zhang Zhun's tailbone, he sucked even harder on the trembling hole, as if he were trying to pull the man's flesh inside out with the suction from his lips alone. Zhang Zhun was hooked; it felt so terrifying, so thrilling, that he could not help but crave for more. Just as his naïve mind started to worry about the possibility of rectal prolapse, however, something penetrated him - something supple and burning hot. Again and again, it screwed itself into his a.s.s, grinding along his convulsing walls and triggering tremor after tremor all over his body with every thrust. When Zhang Zhun finally recognized the thing for what it was - Chen Hsin's tongue - his back went limp. His body collapsed onto the bed, unable to take it anymore, and a full-throated scream of ecstasy fell from his slackened mouth.

Sensing that his lover had gotten into the mood at last, Chen Hsin pulled away his tongue on purpose and switched to licking wet stripes along Zhang Zhun's a.s.scrack instead. At the same time, snaking an arm to the front, he took hold of the man's erection yet again and roused it even further with long, idle strokes down its aching length. Soon, Zhang Zhun's body softened under Chen Hsin's caresses like a pool of water. Every last bit of strength melted away from his form; his powerful bones and muscles, honed through years of tireless training, were now rendered useless.

The fondling ceased. Chen Hsin released Zhang Zhun and flipped him around with a pull on his arm. Tensing a little in stunned confusion, Zhang Zhun clenched his b.u.t.tocks and clamped his thighs together on reflex. The next moment, Chen Hsin lay down as well. Spooning Zhang Zhun from behind, he wedged his erection between the man's cheeks and ground against the soft, moistened crack. ”Relax…”

”N-no… don't…” Zhang Zhun s.h.i.+ed from the contact, thrusting his hips forward in an attempt to put some distance between their bodies.

Much chagrined by the rejection, Chen Hsin put on an air of childish petulance. ”But look how raw my tongue has gotten from all the licking.” He stuck out his tongue near Zhang Zhun's temple and licked a wet trail to the back of his ear. ”C'mon, I'm already like this…” To drive his point home, Chen Hsin started smacking Zhang Zhun's bottom with his c*** as if they were making love. ”It's not fair…” He nipped at his lover's ear. ”Unless… you go down on me as well….” Zhang Zhun showed no signs of revulsion at the idea, and his apparent pliancy encouraged Chen Hsin. ”Hurry up,” the younger man urged, tugging at Zhang Zhun's arm and anxiously thrusting his own pelvis forward at the same time, ”suck me off…!”

Zhang Zhun got onto all fours, glanced at Chen Hsin's flushed member, and crouched down bit by bit over the man's lap. Yet, though he had given in to the demand, he knew nothing about giving b.l.o.w.j.o.bs, not even how to begin. After wrapping his hands around swollen shaft, he looked up once more at Chen Hsin, helpless and confused. His young lover gave his chin a fond squeeze before parting his lips with a light nudge from his thumb. ”Open wide, and wrap your teeth with your lips.” Zhang Zhun did as he was told and tried to take Chen Hsin into his mouth - but he soon hit his limit after only two bobs. He could not go any further. Chen Hsin, on the other hand, was unwilling to see Zhang Zhun forcing himself. ”Use your tongue,” he coaxed instead as he stroked the older man's hair, ”lick it a little…”

The corners of Zhang Zhun's eyes reddened, touched by the paint of seduction, and a ravished look came over his face. The tip of his tongue peeked out from his open mouth and gave the shaft a brief lick, as if it were just doing a taste test of the throbbing flesh. Chen Hsin had a hand on Zhang Zhun's ear now, urging him on with impatient rubs along the cartilage. Frowning, Zhang Zhun tried again, then again; it took him several attempts before he eventually got the hang of it and started laving the shaft in earnest with his tongue.

Although Zhang Zhun had thought of the act as something to be tolerated rather than enjoyed, desire and l.u.s.t had inexplicable ways of growing on one. Little by little, as the sound of Chen Hsin's restless moans filled his ears, Zhang Zhun got carried away. The more he savored Chen Hsin with his tongue, the more his a.s.s itched with need. So intense were the tingles in his walls that even his c*** swelled and ached. Desperation mounted within him. Guessing that Chen Hsin would not be able to see what he was doing, he snuck a hand behind himself and rubbed at his b.u.t.tcrack with the heel of his palm.

But Chen Hsin saw everything. Instead of calling the older man out, he watched in silence, relis.h.i.+ng the sight of how lewd his lover had become. He bided his time with hunger in his eyes until Zhang Zhun was little more than a s.h.i.+vering mess of excitement, and his hand nothing but a frantic blur between his b.u.t.tocks. Only then did he speak up in a lazy drawl, ”You want it that badly, hm?” He patted the bed. ”Move your a.s.s over here.”

Zhang Zhun was so embarra.s.sed that he could not even lift his eyes. ”F-for… what?”