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Hua Cheng was probably one of the shittiest person to ever walk on this earth—a real perverted scum that did not deserve to be graced by Xie Lian's presence, much less his friendship. He was also, despite the above mentioned statements, one of the happiest person alive.

What was a young boy supposed to do when his greatest woes and pleasures hailed from the same source?

This dizzying to-and-forth battle between his conscience and desires started roughly a couple of years ago, when he had realised just how gullible the love of his life—and the object of his every sexual fantasy—was.  

But before diving into the more, ah, shameful topics, let us back-step and understand their history first.

Chapter One:  Gege has a pussy?!

Hua Cheng had been in love with Xie Lian for as long as he could remember. Which might be an odd thing to say, considering that he met the older boy only when he had been around ten.

But Hua Cheng had mastered the art of burying painful and unpleasant memories within the deepest, darkest confines of his mind, which meant that the first ten years of his—honestly pathetic—life were now a blissful blur. 

Meeting Xie Lian had been, in a way, rebirth for Hua Cheng; like the start of more beautiful and happier times. For a kid who had only known hatred and abuse from his birth givers and peers, a simple act of kindness from the beautiful stranger had been akin to a lifeline. And long story short, Hua Cheng had clutched on to that lifeline, and sworn to never let go.

From then on, a beautiful bond between the two had blossomed. Xie Lian had been only twelve at the time—a naïve, only child of his ridiculously rich parents—but he still had managed to bring attention to Hua Cheng's miserable living situation and had helped him get out of his abusive household.

Xie Lian's parents had taken pity on the boy, and they happened to know a couple that had been looking to adopt. Luckily, Hua Cheng had always been a bright and gifted child—the kind that rich folks usually preferred—which had worked out in his favour. 

A few months of formalities and paperwork later, Hua Cheng had found himself a home more luxurious than he could have ever dreamt of, and guardians that actually cared. 

The biggest perk that had come with that was living in the same apartment complex as Xie Lian, his beloved. 

If they had been good friends before, then this change of his living situation had only made them inseparable. And as the two grew up together, so did Hua Cheng's feelings.

Initially, his love towards Xie Lian was like pure and clear water that stretched as far as the eye could see; the sheer depth of it both awe-inspiring and a little frightening.

But, alas, being a hormonal teenage boy meant that these pure and clear waters would eventually get sullied by lustful desires. 

At the tender age of fourteen, such unspeakable desires first hit Hua Cheng. It had been a lazy Tuesday afternoon spent in Xie Lian's room, and Hua Cheng's entire world view had toppled upside down in an instant.

The two had been decorating Xie Lian's room with some pretty fairy lights. Despite being the younger one, Hua Cheng had easily been half a head taller than Xie Lian. Even so, Xie Lian had insisted on being the one to hang the lights on the ceiling above his window.

Not being the one to deny his Gege's wishes, Hua Cheng could only support him as the shorter boy stood on his tippy-toes on top of his bed, and stretched his little arms out to hang the lights.

Distracted as he was by how cute his Gege looked when he concentrated, Hua Cheng failed to notice when Xie Lian's foot slipped and the two went tumbling down.

Of course, Hua Cheng had managed to cushion Xie Lian's fall with his own body.

But it was then that he made two earth shattering discoveries:

1. The swell of Xie Lian's chest was particularly pleasant to touch, and softer and rounder than his own.

2. The area between his legs was just as soft and smooth, and much different from his own. It was definitely lacking a crucial appendage.

Confused, Hua Cheng's hands left Xie Lian's chest—though reluctant to part from the tender flesh— and instead patted around between his legs.

His thing was definitely missing! As Hua Cheng felt around the foreign part, his fingers mysteriously dipped into a soft cleft through the fabric of his leggings. He rubbed the slit-like area a couple of times before the realisation of what he was touching hit him with the force of a speeding bus.

Oh.

Oh.

Feeling his heart speed up, Hua Cheng quickly let his hand slip away from Xie Lian's crotch.

"Uh, haha, that kinda tickled..." Xie Lian said, oblivious to the fireworks exploding within Hua Cheng's mind.

His Gege had a pussy!

And quite a squishy and plump one at that!

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Until The Incident, Hua Cheng had never given much thought to how Xie Lian might have looked like underneath his clothing.

But now that he had an idea—fuck, he had even touched and felt it!—it was like a dam had broken within him, washing away the innocence of his puppy love.

He could not look at Xie Lian anymore without being reminded of his shameful feelings.

The memory of  Xie Lian's perky little tits and his soft pussy tormented him in his dreams too. He would wakeup every morning, gasping and blushing, only to find a shameful mess in his underwear.

In the beginning, the guilt was unbearable.

How could he disrespect and profane his beloved—his saviour—in such a disgusting way?! Instead of being regretful about shamelessly groping his friend, he craved for more. He truly was the lowest of scums.

But the passage of time—and his increasing maturity—somewhat diluted his disgust and reluctance, and he eventually accepted that his sexual attraction towards Xie Lian was just another facet of his love for him. Slightly encouraged with this manner of thinking, Hua Cheng began exploring and reflecting on his own desires.

Now enlightened with his newly-found knowledge, Hua Cheng began pursuing Xie Lian in earnest. Unfortunately for both of the parties involved, Xie Lian was quite dense about it, and all of his attempts at seduction ended in abject failure.

To make matters worse, Xie Lian did not seem to see him in a romantic light, and believed that romantic entanglements were something that were reserved only for married couples.

Hua Cheng was devastated. And desperate. He just longed for his Gege so much!! The desire to touch him, feel him, taste him, continued burning stronger day by day. 

During one particular moment of weakness, he lost his damn mind and cornered Xie Lian by pressing him against a wall. He was going to confess his feelings to him in plain and clear terms, consequences be damned! Wanting to savour their first—and possibly their last—embrace, Hua Cheng found himself wrapped around Xie Lian, clutching on to him tight. 

"Ah! I did not know that San Lang was the type of person who enjoyed being hugged!" Xie Lian exclaimed, and happily hugged him back.

What in the—?

"Gege does not mind?" Hua Cheng croaked, not believing that Xie Lian would want to touch such a worthless creature.

"Why would I? San Lang is my best-friend, and friends hug all the time!"

Oh.

Suddenly, being just friends with Xie Lian did not sound too bad.

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Now that he had gotten Xie Lian's permission, Hua Cheng spent every waking moment entangled in an embrace with him. How had he never realised that he was this touch starved?

It all started small. Like holding Xie Lian's hands whenever they walked side-by-side. Then hugging each other for minutes as greetings. In no time, the two began sitting so close together that it would be impossible to tell their entangled limbs apart.

Within months, they had gotten so comfortable with these touches, that now, the two could be found cuddling in Xie Lian's bed for hours at times! 

Sometimes, Hua Cheng's naughty fingers would slip beneath Xie Lian's t-shirt, and brush against his tantalizingly soft tummy. In response, Xie Lian would huff out reprimands in between bouts of giggling.

Other times, he would bite and lick Xie Lian in various places and not face any consequences at all!

Faced with Xie Lian's limitless tolerance towards him, Hua Cheng found it increasingly harder to not act outrageously. It did not help that Xie Lian was the most oblivious and naïve person alive, especially when it came to the matters of flesh and bodily desires.

He probably believed that babies popped out magically after marriage! He wouldn't even realise what was happening if Hua Cheng were to pull at his puffy nipples and then bite them!

That, combined with his blind trust on Hua Cheng, made him a particularly easy target for Hua Cheng to take advantage of.

All of his lingering and lewd touches, or mischievous pranks on Xie Lian went unchastised, and so as the years passed by, Hua Cheng only became bolder.

While it was quite normal for friends to touch and hug each other, Hua Cheng had managed to stretch their boundaries of physical contact to a level that was downright inappropriate.

"Ahahaha! San Lang stop! That tickles!" Xie Lian cried out during one of their cuddling sessions. 

Hua Cheng continued nosing up Xie Lian's long and slender neck, and once he reached the spot that made Xie Lian cry out the loudest, he nuzzled his face against it.

"Mmn, don't wanna stop," he said, his breath ghosting against Xie Lian's sensitive neck, making goosebumps erupt on the spot. "Gege smells so nice. Bet he tastes nice too."

"Wait, San Lang what are you—?"

Hua Cheng licked along the skin, making Xie Lian scream out and erupt in laughter.

"Ew! San Lang is so gross!"

Hua Cheng grinned. Only if Xie Lian knew just how gross he really was.

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"Oh, come on San Lang," Xie Lian said in mock admonishment. "You are not a kid anymore! The movie isn't even that scary!"

Hua Cheng buried himself even deeper in Xie Lian's bosom, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of his floral perfume.

"Mmn, but this San Lang is terrified of ghosts and demons. Without his gege to comfort him, he might even start crying."

"Oh San Lang," Xie Lian said, sounding genuinely worried. He rubbed soothing circles on his shoulders and embraced him even tighter. Hua Cheng smirked to himself.

"Should I change the movie?"

"No!" Hua Cheng said hastily. "I know Gege is enjoying it, and frankly, even I am. Just let me hold on to you as we watch."

"But you are holding on to me—oh!"

Hua Cheng cupped Xie Lian's small, yet so devastatingly soft, breasts through his t-shirt. He had been longing to do that ever since The Incident a couple of years ago.

Lately, Xie Lian had been really testing his patience. He would strut out and around Hua Cheng, with his puffy nipples poking through the soft material of his top.

"Is Gege feeling cold?" Hua Cheng had choked out.

"Huh?"

There was another unbearable instance that had nearly destroyed Hua Cheng's self-restraint. A couple of weeks ago, Xie Lian had spilled water all over his chest. The sheer white shirt never stood a chance against such an onslaught.

Xie Lian had just laughed the accident off, but Hua Cheng could register nothing except for the soft-pink nipples that were all but exposed.

It was like Xie Lian was doing it on purpose, desperate to get his little buds sucked and abused!

At present, Hua Cheng leaped at the opportunity to play with them.

"San Lang, what are you—?"

Hua Cheng's thumbs circled over Xie Lian's chest, pausing every now and then to press into his soft nipples.

"Mmn, this feels nice. Like those stress relieving toys."

It seemed like his breasts hadn't completely developed yet. Despite there being barely anything to hold on to, Hua Cheng happily kneaded the tiny swell of his tits. 

Xie Lian laughed, albeit a little breathlessly.  

"You are so weird," he declared.

Hua Cheng did not stop his ministrations, in fact, he grew even more excited when he found out that Xie Lian's nipples were now erect from the attention.

"Is Gege liking this as much as I am?" he asked.

"It... does feel comforting. But in a weird way."

"Perfect," Hua Cheng grinned. "Now we can survive watching this movie." 

Xie Lian laughed and they continued watching the movie. At every jump-scare, Hua Cheng buried his face between Xie Lian's perky tits, and reveled in the way his stiff and erect nipples felt against his cheeks.

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Xie Lian's parents were often busy or out of town, so naturally, the two spent a lot of time alone in his apartment.

Hua Cheng, who was seen as a prim-and-proper boy by Xie Lian's parents, was trusted enough to take care of their precious son. Of course, no one else was more better suited for the job. Hua Cheng would rather behead himself than allow Xie Lian to get hurt.

But if he got a little too touchy-feely with Xie Lian when alone in the confines of his empty home, then well.

It was no one's business but their own.

Hua Cheng had developed the habit of carrying Xie Lian around in his arms, insisting that Xie Lian deserved to be treated like the royalty that he was.

"San Lang! The fridge is barely ten steps away, I can walk!" Xie Lian said, his voice muffled by their tight embrace.

Hua Cheng easily shifted him in his arms to fit more comfortably, and resumed walking towards the fridge. He was now almost two heads taller than Xie Lian, and had no trouble carrying him around like he was his own personal doll.

His cock throbbed in excitement as he came up with countless scenarios where he could thoroughly play with this doll.

"Shh, Gege is being given a free ride. So he should behave and just enjoy himself," Hua Cheng said, as he gently lowered Xie Lian on top of the kitchen counter. Xie Lian stayed quiet and obedient the entire time, looking up at him from beneath his long lashes.

Hua Cheng opened the fridge to retrieve the popsicle that Xie Lian had been craving.

"Oh, is there only one?" Xie Lian asked.

Hua Cheng merely smiled—an incredibly fond smile—and insisted on Xie Lian having it. Xie Lian, being the angel that he was, kept asking Hua Cheng to eat it instead, and only accepted the offer after much coaxing.

"Gege can have it, he knows that I am not a big fan of sweets." 

Xie Lian's eyes squinted into crescents as he licked on the popsicle happily, and seeing him happy made Hua Cheng happy (he was also more than satisfied with just watching Xie Lian's little, pink tongue in action). 

Xie Lian's soft, plump lips stretched around the popsicle obscenely, and his mouth glistened thickly with saliva. The little prince was quite the messy eater! Hua Cheng's mouth went dry, and he subconsciously inched closer towards to Xie Lian's face.

Thinking that Hua Cheng wanted a bite, Xie Lian slid the popsicle out from his mouth with a lewd pop! and offered the half-eaten ice cream to Hua Cheng.

Unable to help himself, Hua Cheng bent forward, and tentatively licked at the corners of Xie Lian's mouth. His lips were wet and cold from the ice-cream, and also incredibly sweet.

As if entranced by the sweetness, Hua Cheng cupped Xie Lian's face by both of his hands and began lapping eagerly at his mouth. The kiss lacked all finesse and restraint, and Xie Lian endured the licking for a moment, before flailing and pushing him away. Hua Cheng froze immediately, the dread made their kiss now taste bitter.

"San Lang, what are you doing?!" Xie Lian demanded, sounding scandalized.

Fuck! Had Hua Cheng finally crossed the limits of Xie Lian's tolerance?! Terrified of having hurt his beloved, Hua Cheng scanned his face frantically, searching for the disgusted expression that he must be wearing.

Instead, he found that Xie Lian was beet red, looking flustered and incredibly confused; his fingers trembled as they covered his glistening, pink lips and his blush spread all the way down till his clavicles. How could Hua Cheng not bully him into tears when he looked so ravishing? 

"Gege offered me a taste, didn't he?" Hua Cheng said as smoothly as ever, despite how hard his heart was beating.

"But that was a... a k-ki—" Xie Lian gulped, having trouble saying something so improper out loud "—a kiss!"

Hua Cheng held out his hands, and after little hesitation, Xie Lian accepted them. Hua Cheng's hands closed around Xie Lian's smaller ones reassuringly.

"Is Gege uncomfortable with me?" Hua Cheng asked, his voice low. 

"That is not what I meant," Xie Lian mumbled.

"Gege is the most important person in my life, and I trust and cherish him anymore in this world," Hua Cheng said carefully, his hands gliding up Xie Lian's slender arms. Xie Lian shivered at the touch, but inched closer towards him.

"Mmn, I know that," he said. "It is the same for me, San Lang is my best-friend too."

Hua Cheng wept silently inside, but did not let his gloom show on his face.

"Yes, best friends," he repeated, nosing along the elegant lines of Xie Lian's neck.

"Is... is this not weird?" Xie Lian asked after a moment.

Hua Cheng's hands slid down to gently rub circles on Xie Lian's lower back, and he nuzzled his face against his soft neck. Like this, Hua Cheng could feel the tension melting away from Xie Lian's shoulders, so he decided that it was safe to keep going.

"Given how long we've known each other, it is fine if we behave like this," Hua Cheng shamelessly concluded. 

"Are you sure?" Xie Lian asked. 

Hua Cheng smirked to himself, knowing that the battle was won already. Xie Lian was just too gullible!

Wanting to test the waters of this new development, Hua Cheng licked a long stripe up from Xie Lian's clavicle to the sensitive spot on his neck. As expected, Xie Lian gasped out loud, but did not reprimand him.

Feeling infinitely endeared, Hua Cheng stood straight back up to his full height, and ruffled Xie Lian's hair playfully.

"People say that it is weird how close we are," Xie Lian muttered.   

"Nonsense," Hua Cheng grinned as he said, grabbing Xie Lian's face and bringing him closer. "Gege, are you trying to get rid of this San Lang?"

Xie Lian shook his head vehemently. "I am not! Never!"

Hua Cheng pressed his lips against Xie Lian's, the touch as fleeting as the brush of a dragonfly against water.

"Well then, no one's opinion matters, except for yours."

It took sometime for Xie Lian to adjust with this new development, but within weeks, Hua Cheng was seen lapping happily at Xie Lian's mouth once again, insisting that he was 'just helping Gege clean up after he had so messily eaten his chocolate cake'.

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All in all, Hua Cheng was quite content with how close he was with the love of his life now. It was just that, sometimes, the hunger for wanting more overpowered the gratefulness he felt for already having more than what he deserved.

By the time Hua Cheng turned seventeen, the limit of his—already fragile—self-control started to break. His already downright inappropriate touches started taking a different and more sinful flavour.

He was once again alone with Xie Lian in his kitchen.

Xie Lian stood with his back facing Hua Cheng, busy cooking something. He hummed happily as he skittered around from counter to counter, his adorable excitement obvious from the cheerful way he carried himself. 

Hua Cheng was in such a good mood just by seeing Xie Lian happy, that even the odd, burning smell that saturated the air could do nothing to dampen his spirits. Where was that smell even coming from, anyway?

While Hua Cheng wasn't much aware about Xie Lian's culinary prowess, given how effortlessly good he was at everything that he did, Hua Cheng figured it was reasonable to assume that he would be a good cook too. It was this complete faith in Xie Lian's abilities that rendered him unable to notice the disaster that Xie Lian was brewing. 

And the chair that he was lounging on provided a truly splendid view of Xie Lian's ass, so he let the rational part of his mind shut down and allowed his horny-braincells to take over instead.

He busied himself by fantasizing about all of the shameless things he would do to his Gege, and thus completely missed Xie Lian's cry of dismay as he opened the oven. 

Hua Cheng—who was an ardent 'ass person'—wholeheartedly believed that his Gege was endowed with the most glorious ass in all of the three realms. But then again, he loved his Gege's tiny, perky tits all the same. Perhaps the correct conclusion was that Hua Cheng was just Xie-Lian-sexual, and hopelessly attracted to all of him. 

"Ah, I wish I could have a piece of that cake," Hua Cheng sighed dreamily, his eyes still glued on Xie Lian's ass. He only realised that he had said that out loud when Xie Lian spun around to face him, with a rosy tint colouring his soft cheeks.

"Do... you really mean it, San Lang?" Xie Lian asked, his eyelashes fluttering.

Hua Cheng panicked. What the hell is up with that reaction?! There is no way he really understands what I meant! 

"Uh..," Hua Cheng blinked, trying to come up with a response. Unfortunately, his mind was still being operated by the horny-braincells. "Yes?"

"Ah, are you sure?" Xie Lian pressed. 

Hua Cheng licked his lips. Was today the day? Had Xie Lian finally fallen in love with him too? Or, had he just been playing oblivious this entire time to mess with him, and was now ready to drop the facade and get on it with him for real?!

Hua Cheng nodded furiously. "Yes, I am sure!" he rasped.

"Ah, I don't know if it will taste good though," Xie Lian said shyly. "But it is for you, so... I want you to have it."

Hua Cheng jumped out of the chair and marched stiffly towards Xie Lian, his heart hammering loud enough to muffle the noise of his internal screaming.

The odd smell he had sniffed earlier was even stronger now, but Hua Cheng marched on until he had Xie Lian backed up against the counter.

"Say ah!" Xie Lian said. Reflexively, Hua Cheng parted his lips and got his mouth stuffed with a foul-tasting, mysterious chunk of rock.

"Mmph?!"

"How is the cake?" Xie Lian asked apprehensively. "It is my first time baking, and I improvised on the recipe a little. It is a little burnt though—"

So that was where the burning smell had been coming from? And that is the 'cake' that Gege had been offering?!

"—but the taste should be passable."

"Passable?" Hua Cheng croaked, his mouth still full from the... cake(?). He swallowed down the rock-hard chunks—along with his tears—and smiled painfully,

"Gege, this was the most delicious thing that I have ever had!" 

Xie Lian smiled, wide and beautiful. Suddenly, the pain from his half-chipped teeth felt a lot more bearable. If he would get smiles like this in return, then Hua Cheng would happily settle for eating more of this cake, even if it was not the kind that he had in mind. 

"I am glad you liked it San Lang," Xie Lian said, getting on his tippy-toes to kiss his cheek. "You really are the best friend anyone could ever ask for!"

Hua Cheng did not know whether to laugh or cry.  

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After the entire cake incident, Hua Cheng could not help but feel terribly wronged. Xie Lian had managed—however inadvertently—to trick and tease Hua Cheng! Now, how could he possibly take that without retaliating?

 "Oops, I dropped my pen," Hua Cheng lazily said one evening, when Xie Lian was tutoring him in his room. 

"Gege, can you please pick it up for me? My hands cannot reach that corner."

"Oh! No problem San Lang!" Xie Lian chirped and bent over to pick it up. Hua Cheng's eyes squinted happily as he gazed once again at the splendid view of Xie Lian's ass. 

"Hm, it has rolled under the desk," Xie Lian murmured, wiggling his hips. Before Hua Cheng could fully appreciate the effect of that, Xie Lian knelt down before the desk, and lowered himself until his stomach was flush against the floor. He then extended his hand under the desk and began searching for the pen with utmost concentration. Hua Cheng watched him in a daze, his hands itching for a feel.

Lacking any self-preservation instincts, Xie Lian arched his hips even further, probably in an effort to stretch his hand in even deeper.  

That was just how innocent Xie Lian was, unknowingly baring his ass out for Hua Cheng and tormenting him by allowing him to only watch and to not touch.

He could bear the torment no longer. Before Hua Cheng knew what he was doing, he dropped down to his knees and cupped the thick, soft flesh before him.

"San Lang?" Xie Lian asked, sounding confused. Before he could straighten himself up to look back at him, Hua Cheng gently pushed him back down. 

"Gege, you have almost reached it, just a little bit further," Hua Cheng coaxed, using his other hand to rub circles on Xie Lian's plush cheeks. It seemed that growing up, all of the extra flesh in his petite and slender body had gone to his backside. He squeezed at them gently, resisting the urge to take a bite.

"Ah! Found it!" Xie Lian said triumphantly. 

"Good job, Gege!" Hua Cheng said. And because he was just a human after all, he gave Xie Lian's ass a firm, hard slap. The lewd smack and the subsequent recoil of the flesh made Hua Cheng's cock twitch like an over-eager puppy.

"Ouch!"

Well, now that he had finally indulged himself after years of restraint, how could he stop himself?

Before Xie Lian could wiggle away from him, Hua Cheng pulled him by his bottom towards himself, and playfully gave his cheeks many more slaps.

Surprisingly, Xie Lian laughed along and playfully thrashed around in his lap.

"Ah! Mercy, mercy!" he pleaded, the mirth in his voice stronger than the feigned despair.

"Ah, I see," Hua Cheng grinned, the metaphorical fox tail behind him wagging mischievously.  "Gege is the type who likes it rough, hm?"

"Huh? San Lang, what are you—ah!"

The last slap was the hardest of all, leaving even Hua Cheng's palm slightly red and stinging.

"Wait!" Xie Lian cried out, frantically crawling away and turning back to pout at him. His big, doe-like eyes were tinged pink at the corners and blurry with unshed tears. The sight only excited Hua Cheng more. He wanted to whisk him off his feet and kiss his tears away right then and there.

"That one actually hurt!" Xie whined.

Unable to help himself, Hua Cheng laughed, feeling endeared by his sullen expression, and gathered Xie Lian in his arms for a soothing hug. 

Xie Lian, despite being petulant over the thorough smacking, still obediently climbed on top of his lap and allowed himself to be comforted. Well, wasn't he such a good boy? Hua Cheng told him as much, and pressed their lips together. 

Kissing Xie Lian was not new thing for Hua Cheng at this point, but the fireworks that exploded in his mind every time they kissed made Hua Cheng believe that it was something he would never get used to. Each kiss was a little more wilder, and infinite times more passionate than the last. 

Hua Cheng pressed Xie Lian closer, sloppily deepening the kiss that had started out as a mere chaste brush of lips. 

"San Lang is mean," Xie Lian huffed in between breaths, appearing to be angry. His actions, however, betrayed him, as he leaned into the kiss and clumsily smacked his own lips against Hua Cheng's.

For all of Xie Lian's talents, he was an incredibly messy kisser—always ending up cross eyed and drooling with his spit all over himself by the end of it. Hua Cheng loved how debauched it made his innocent Gege look. It made him wonder how Xie Lian would look choking on his coc—

"I am so sorry," Hua Cheng said, pulling away to kiss the apple of his cheek, not sounding sorry at all. "But Gege is so well endowed back there, I couldn't help but want to touch and tease."

"Hmph, sometimes I really don't understand the things that you say," Xie Lian said, his voice muffled by their tight embrace.

"I thank god for that everyday," Hua Cheng muttered.

"What?"

"...What?"

With an ease that betrayed just how strong his arms were, Hua Cheng lifted Xie Lian up and carried him towards his bed.

"I really did hit Gege rather hard," Hua Cheng cooed gently, and let him down on the soft mattress. "Will Gege allow me to give it a little soothing massage?"

Xie Lian's long hair splayed over his head and on the mattress, twirling in beautiful loops and tangles. His top tugged up just enough to reveal hints of tantalizing smooth, jade-like skin. Hua Cheng licked his lips. To see his Gege, lying so improperly on a bed right in front of him... his half-hard cock swelled and rose up to full attention.

"A massage?" Xie Lian sputtered. "Th-there?"

Hua Cheng turned around to retrieve the bottle of coconut oil that he knew Xie Lian had lying around, and discretely tucked his erection into his waistband in the process.

"Yes, Gege, there," Hua Cheng said, climbing on top of the bed. Xie Lian scooted nervously towards the edge of the mattress, probably in an effort to make more room for Hua Cheng in the already cramped place.

Hua Cheng was having none of that. His right hand easily grabbed Xie Lian's waist and pulled him closer, keeping him in place underneath him. 

He then straddled Xie Lian and hovered on top of him, and watched as Xie Lian's doe-like eyes went comically wide. 

Hua Cheng took a ragged breath, his cock throbbing and aching for some—any— friction. In this position, all he needed to do was lower himself by a few inches, and push Xie Lian's legs wide open.

How easy would it be to simply slide in between Xie Lian's tight, clothed pussy, and get himself off just by ramming against it? Just thinking about it drove Hua Cheng crazy. Knowing Xie Lian, Hua Cheng could probably get away with doing that.

His Gege would make such a gorgeous sight underneath him; letting his pretty little pussy be used like a doll meant for Hua Cheng to cherish and thoroughly play with.

Those flimsy leggings would stand no chance against Hua Cheng. He could easily rip the fabric of the pants off, and slide aside his panties. His mouth watered as he wondered what kind of sight would greet him down there.

Would his Gege's pussy be as small and shy as the man himself— his tiny, pink-hole fluttering sensitively with just the lightest of touches? Or would it be lewd and puffy, the corners of its lips spilling out from his tight panties? 

He would rut rhythmlessly against those soft, delicate folds for as long as he would like, going on and on until Xie Lian would be exhausted from his tears, and trembling underneath him from over-sensitivity, and then paint Xie Lian's pretty flower with his seed upon release.

"San Lang?" Xie Lian's voice called out, pulling Hua Cheng out of his obscene fantasies.

"L-let me take care of you, Gege," Hua Cheng said, his voice deep and throaty from arousal. "I have massaged you so many times before, how is this any different?"

"But—"

"Shh," Hua Cheng said, letting his finger drag against Xie Lian's soft, plush lips. "No buts Your Highness. Let— let me make up for my wrong behaviour."

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"L-let me take care of you, Gege," Hua Cheng said, his voice deep and throaty from arousal. "I have massaged you so many times before, how is this any different?"

"But—"

"Shh," Hua Cheng said, letting his finger drag against Xie Lian's soft, plush lips. "No buts Your Highness. Let me make up for my wrong behaviour."

"Ah... oh, well then—alright. But," Xie Lian acquiesced, then added a little snarkily, "this is your doing anyways, so—oof!"

Now that he had gotten the permission, Hua Cheng did not wait for Xie Lian to finish his sentence. After all, after years of patiently building up a relationship of utmost trust with Xie Lian, Hua Cheng could now finally taste the sweet fruit of his labour. Put in Hua Cheng's shoes, even the most tenacious of men would find themselves losing their grips.

 Like a man possessed, he eagerly grabbed Xie Lian by his waist and flipped him around on his stomach, ready to perch on top of him. Xie Lian let out a cry from the abruptness of the movement, and clawed at the bedsheets to ground himself. 

"Relax Gege," Hua Cheng choked out, anything but relaxed himself. "I am going to start now."

With a trembling hand, Hua Cheng spread Xie Lian's slender legs apart, and started off by simply massaging them—partly to rid Xie Lian of any lingering hesitations, and partly, to try and calm his own nerves down.

His heart sped up in anticipation of what would be coming next, and all of the extra blood seemed to flow downwards to his already rock-hard length. He still couldn't believe how his unworthy hands were being allowed the honour of touching his beloved like this. But deserving or not,  Hua Cheng knew that no one other than himself could ever touch Xie Lian so reverently, so lovingly.  

With every caress, he imagined his touch engraving the silent I love yous that he had bottled up within him these past few years. Like a cat basking in the sun, Xie Lian stretched out snugly beneath him, looking so deliciously warm and content.

Hua Cheng carefully bunched up the ends of Xie Lian's oversized t-shirt over his bottom, and eagerly settled between his legs, his erection dangerously close to brushing against the cleft of his plush ass.

Xie Lian was almost lulled into a drowsy, sleep-like state from Hua Cheng's gentle ministrations, and didn't realise that his leggings were being pulled off until they were half-way down his legs, exposing his pearly, jade-white skin. 

Hua Cheng's hungry eyes drank in the image of his bare legs; starting from the smooth unblemished skin of his calves, then to his soft, pearly white thighs, and finally, trailing upwards to his plush ass.

Hua Cheng's mind shut down completely as he gaped at the heavenly sight in front of him. He blinked—once, twice—then stared some more.

Simple, plain, white panties had never struck Hua Cheng as something particularly erotic before, but now, he couldn't help but drool like a depraved beast at the sight of them. The colour of them complimented Xie Lian's fair skin, and the silky little piece of fabric was—by no means— enough to cover his thickness modestly.

His ass cheeks were still red and raw from Hua Cheng's torture, the contrast unimaginably sexy against the white of his skin and panties. How did Xie Lian manage to make everything look so damn hot?!

"Gege, fuck," Hua Cheng sucked in a breath, his fingers gingerly tracing the vague, hand imprints he had left on his Gege. "It is really so red, I am sorry for being too rough."

Xie Lian seemed to be a loss for words. "That is... er, it is alright, San Lang. I—I didn't mind it."

"Mmn," Hua Cheng hummed, his eyes glued to the sight of his Gege laid out and exposed for him. "I'll have to be extra thorough while taking care of this then."

He cupped his left hand to make room for pouring in some oil in it. With his other hand, he pulled Xie Lian's panties taut until they were bunched up and sticking in the cleft of his cheeks, exposing more of him for Hua Cheng to see. Xie Lian hissed and arched his back, the sweet sound of his whines filling the room. Caught off-guard by Xie Lian's extremely lewd reaction, Hua Cheng gave his panties a few more experimental tugs.

Xie Lian jerked violently under him, his hands clawing at the bedsheets fervently, while a stream of incoherent words spilled pathetically from his lips. 

"Hmn! Feels so... my... it feels weird!"

Hua Cheng froze when he noticed a wet spot soaking through Xie Lian's panties, the creamy liquid making the silky material nearly see-through. Earlier when Hua Cheng had pulled up his panties, the fabric had dug in painfully tight between his pussy. The constant tugging of the material against his most sensitive part must have been too much for his poor, innocent Gege too bear.

After all, Hua Cheng was sure that Xie Lian had never played with this part of himself before, so surely these feelings must be so new and overwhelming for him!

Wanting to bully his Gege some more, Hua Cheng tugged at his panties once again—this time with clear purpose, making sure that the slick material rubbed all of his sensitive parts just right.

Xie Lian moaned and then covered his mouth with his hands. Looking extremely distressed, he scrambled to turn around and shut his legs, using all of his strength to escape from the unfamiliar stimulation. Hua Cheng was much faster and stronger. He grabbed both of his flailing arms by his wrists with one hand, and used his other hand to press his lower back. 

Xie Lian was just too small—laying like this under him! He really was just like a doll, meant to be carried around and manhandled by Hua Cheng! He easily pushed Xie Lian back down, subduing him with gentle coaxing and kind praises.

'Shh, Gege it's normal. Trust San Lang.'

'Gege don't think about anything, just relax. Just like that.'

'I'll make it feel so good, you want to feel good, don't you?'

 'You're doing so well, let me take care of you.'

'You look so beautiful like this. Gege, you are so beautiful.'

 His words seemed to have calmed his Gege down a little. Xie Lian's strength and resolve had seemed to have all but vanished—he no longer tried to escape from his clutches, trusting his dearest San Lang to take care of him and of his sensitive part down there. In fact, he seemed to enjoy being held and pushed down on the mattress like this! This open display of trust made Hua Cheng want to tie him up, and take what he was being unknowingly offered right then and there.

Xie Lian fell back down limply on the mattress, his legs still spasming just from the slightest of touches. Who would have thought that Xie Lian would be so fucking sensitive down there? Just a few, firm tugs of his panties against his little pussy had him tearing up and writhing on the bed like that! Just how would his beloved be fucked like he deserved if things continued being this way? Hua Cheng swore that from this day forth, he would play with Xie Lian's pussy thoroughly everyday to prepare and train him to take his cock well.   

His hands left their firm grip on Xie Lian after giving him a few reassuring pats.

"I need to use both of my hands now, so I won't be able to hold Gege down," Hua Cheng said gently, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. "Don't be nervous and try not move around too much. Be a good boy, and tell me when you feel good."

Xie Lian's beautiful features were hidden by his thick hair that had tangled all over his face. Still he nodded and said, "yes San Lang, I'll be good."

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Xie Lian's beautiful features were hidden behind thick strands of hair that had tangled all over his face. Still, he nodded primly, and said, "yes San Lang, I'll be good."

Hua Cheng had to squeeze the base of his cock to calm himself down. Xie Lian's words—no, this entire situation—were straight out of his wildest fantasies. Hua Cheng knew that he was a despicable man, but he must have been really virtuous in his past life to deserve being able to experience this with the love of his life!

His chest bubbled with myriad of different emotions, with giddy arousal and incurable love being the strongest ones of all. As he drizzled a few drops of oil on his palm, however, Hua Cheng was suddenly seized by a wild sense of panic.

Now that he had finally reached this point, what exactly was he supposed to do?!

Hua Cheng was the type of person who prioritised his partner's pleasure above his own. Heck, he was sure he could blow a load just by making Xie Lian come and then die happy! Though he had all the willingness and spirit, he lacked the most crucial thing that was required in this situation—skills.

Countless nights of dreaming about ravishing Xie Lian had not actually equipped him with the techniques that were required to do so! What would he do with himself if Xie Lian decided that Hua Cheng, and his less-than-mediocre skills, were not worth it? The thought was almost enough to kill his arousal. Almost.

In a very pathetic attempt to calm his nerves, Hua Cheng started massaging Xie Lian's legs. He didn't dare to let his hands—or eyes—wander away from their place on his beloved's slender limbs. While his hands moved to perform the familiar motions, he tried recalling every single piece of information he knew about pleasuring a pussy. His eyes wept from being deprived of the sight his Gege's glorious backside, and all he could do was to grit his teeth and wait patiently.

Xie Lian didn't make it any easier for Hua Cheng. Something seemed to be agitating him. He kept squirming silently on the bed, his limbs twitching and thighs rubbing nervously.

Unable to control himself any longer, Hua Cheng gently raised Xie Lian's hips a little, angling them upwards so that he could see what he would be working with better.

The fabric of the soaked, white panties had clung snugly to his slit, as if wanting to show off just how aroused he was. Hua Cheng inhaled shakily. The soft skin around his vulva was dusted with the slightest, loveliest shade of pink. Utterly entranced, Hua Cheng brushed his fingers against the slick material which elicited a shiver from Xie Lian.

He pressed a little harder. His index finger dipped inside the tiny cleft between his clothed folds, and Xie Lian let out an agitated sound.

"Ah, so messy," Hua Cheng said as he retrieved his hand. He rubbed his slick-covered index finger and thumb together, causing Xie Lian to turn red and sputter.

"I am sorry!" came Xie Lian's panicked voice. "It... it is so wet! This has never happened before, at least, not so much!"

"Hmm," Hua Cheng hummed as if in serious contemplation. He spied at the little bead of slick that escaped the confines of the panties and rolled down Xie Lian's thigh. Hua Cheng licked his lips.

"It must not be comfortable," Hua Cheng said. His finger sneaked inside Xie Lian's sticky panty, hooking itself around the lace of the fabric. "Should I remove it?"

"What?!" Xie Lian's head jerked to face him, his eyes wide and face red. "San Lang! You can't just—!"

Hua Cheng flicked his finger inside his panty, barely grazing at his squishy, and slightly-hairy, outer lips before stilling all motion. The almost direct contact with his hot, needy, little pussy effectively shut Xie Lian up.

"Can't I?" Hua Cheng repeated with a smug grin. Xie Lian squirmed underneath him, but remained silent.

"There's nothing wrong with it Gege," Hua Cheng coaxed gently.

"Look, it is just San Lang. You can strip down to your barest, most vulnerable self, and I will still..."

Cherish you.

Desire you.

Love you.

"...be your best friend."

There was a heavy pause. Then, Xie Lian turned back around to lay on his stomach and silently raised his hips, offering his most sacred part to Hua Cheng and letting him do as he pleased with it.

With the renewed fervor of an excited puppy, Hua Cheng pulled out the soaked panty and quickly stuffed it in his pocket for, ah, personal use.

With shaking hands, he pulled Xie Lian by his ass to drag him closer. Xie Lian's thighs trembled imperceptibly, and Hua Cheng gently kissed the tense muscles until they relaxed enough to continue. He then lifted his head to gaze directly at Xie Lian's bare mound.

"It's hiding!" Hua Cheng breathed out shakily.

It seemed like his Gege's pussy was just as shy as he was! The plump outer lips were firmly stuck together, as if wanting to protect the vulnerable part between them from Hua Cheng's torture.

Hua Cheng placed his thumbs on either side of his concealed slit, and gently parted it to reveal his Gege's glistening, pink inner labia.

How was it already so wet from essentially no stimulation at all?! It was like Xie Lian was made for this—to be teased open by his San Lang and then taken mercilessly. Hua Cheng swallowed down his impatience and craned his neck to peer at the tiny, little flower more closely.

Scarce thatches of soft brown hair outlined his outer labia, and Hua Cheng could make out a small, bulbous protrusion that he assumed was his Gege's special pleasure spot.

He leaned in closer, mesmerised by this little treasure his beloved had revealed for him. It was perfect. He was perfect. Hua Cheng's nose almost nudged against his pussy as he inhaled deeply— he even smelled perfect!

His tiny, pink hole quivered when Hua Cheng shakily exhaled against it. Fascinated, Hua Cheng stretched his labia further only for his hole to twitch pathetically. My, My, how impatient to be filled! Hua Cheng let his thumb brush against the very edge of his needy hole, imagining how wide it would be left gaping once he was done making love with Xie Lian.

"Um, San Lang?" Xie Lian prompted, laughing nervously. He was probably wondering why Hua Cheng felt the need to look at his pussy so closely.

His touch feather-light, Hua Cheng gently patted his folds a few times, making Xie Lian squeak out.

"Gege, Gege!" Hua Cheng couldn't help but laugh, his love and arousal mixing inside his chest into a bizarre, jittery cocktail.

"Ask it to calm down!" Hua Cheng said, cupping Xie Lian's mound with his palm. His neglected cock throbbed when he remembered just how small his Gege's pussy actually was in comparison.

He would have to fuck him open with his fingers before even thinking about letting his cock anywhere near it.

Carried away by his thoughts, he let his pinky finger circle the rim of Xie Lian's entrance. Hmm, if Xie Lian continued to leak this much, his tiny size won't be a big issue.

"It's blushing and drooling so much! How eager!"

"I... I don't understand," Xie Lian stammered. "What are you doin—I—I don't... all of this..."

Ah. In his distraction, Hua Cheng had failed to consider how overwhelming all of this must have been for Xie Lian. He swallowed down his self-hatred for the time being, and gently dropped Xie Lian's hips back down. Gods, Hua Cheng had made him stay in such an uncomfortable position for so long. He wanted to kick himself.

"Gege," Hua Cheng said gently. "Can I lay next to you and hold you?"

Considering just how much Hua Cheng had been doing as he pleased that day, it sounded ridiculous that he was actually asking for something so innocent. And yet Xie Lian—his kind and precious Xie Lian—nodded shakily. Hua Cheng wasted no time sliding next to him and enveloping his beloved in his arms. Xie Lian simply melted against him, no questions asked.

"I know all of this is new and confusing," Hua Cheng whispered. "But all of it will make sense and feel good as I continue. Trust me, it is supposed to feel good."

"Mm'kay," Xie Lian whispered back, still sounding confused. "Um, San Lang? What is that hard thing poking my thighs?"

"Ah," Hua Cheng's eye twitched. "Nothing to worry about, Gege."

"Alright then, San Lang," Xie Lian said and wiggled closer to him.

"Ah—Gege! please stop rubbing your thighs against it." 

"Sorry!"

Hua Cheng couldn't help but laugh again. What a joyous day.

"Gege, can I please, please kiss you?"

"Kis—?! Best-friend's kiss?"

"Best-friend's kiss," Hua Cheng confirmed with a chuckle.

He gently extracted himself from Xie Lian's embrace, took his time smoothing down his beloved's mused hair, before leaning in again and pressing his lips against Xie Lian's. The kiss was a gentle caress of their lips together, their movements slow and comforting. Hua Cheng purposely held himself back from unleashing all of his passion on his poor, innocent Gege all at once. The fog from his lust-addled mind had cleared just enough for him to remember that his own pleasure was secondary. All that mattered was for Xie Lian to feel good.

"Gege," Hua Cheng said in between breaths. "Has anyone ever touched you like I did today?"

"No," Xie Lian said, and leaned forward to capture Hua Cheng's lips with his own again. Hua Cheng's heart nearly stuttered to a stop at that. Sometimes, he got the impression that Xie Lian wanted him in the same way as he did...

"Have you touched yourself like that?" Hua Cheng breathed out.

"No," Xie Lian said simply, his eyes wide and clear, and so, so trusting.

And oh—! Hearing that did things to Hua Cheng.

Hua Cheng lowered his face to rest against Xie Lian's chest.

"Fuck, this really will be your first orgasm," Hua Cheng murmured to himself. "Too much pressure."

"What, San Lang?"

Hua Cheng gently sat up straight, but not before kissing Xie Lian one last time because fuck it, as long as he could get away with it, he would keep kissing him!

"Let me take care of the mess that I created, Gege," Hua Cheng grinned slyly.

He once again positioned himself between Xie Lian's legs, and nudged them wider apart. This time, he made sure that Xie Lian laid comfortably on his back. Hua Cheng immediately decided that he liked this position better. Why? Because he could gaze both at Xie Lian's beautiful face, and his beautiful pussy at the same time! Yay! 

"Now," he began seriously, "you have left this flower unattended for years, Gege. Naturally, it has developed some problems."

"Flower?" Xie Lian asked.

Hua Cheng slapped his palm against the wetness in between Xie Lian's open legs. Xie Lian squeaked and tried to shuffle back. Ah, Hua Cheng had ended up slapping him with more force than he had intended to, but he couldn't bring himself to genuinely feel much remorse.

"This flower, Gege—" Hua Cheng grinned, and let his palm rub soothing circles as he enunciated each word slowly "—your sweet, little pussy."

Xie Lian's eyes widened at his vulgar terms, but then seemed distracted by his earlier words.

"What problems?" Xie Lian asked, breathless.

"Nothing that a little massage can't solve, there's nothing to worry about," Hua Cheng bullshitted. Xie Lian made an 'Oh' sound, and left it at that.

"Now, can you please raise your legs and spread them?" he asked, trying not to jump from excitement. "I know how flexible you are, you can easily bend yourself in half if you want to."

Xie Lian complied easily, though only hesitated when he realised how compromising the position was for his modesty, or what was left of it.

His pussy lips parted once again to spread open his creamy, wet, inner-labia. From this position, Hua Cheng could even see Xie Lian's tiny clit twitch pathetically just from the exposure.

"More," Hua Cheng commanded, his voice stern. He was not satisfied until Xie Lian's knees were bent backwards to meet his shoulders. Now he was actually bent in half, with his slit as exposed as it could ever be. Even the pink pucker behind his pussy was twitching in excitement. Hmm, Hua Cheng had never given much thought to this particular hole before. He let his pinky finger press on it lightly, and laughed out loud when he discovered that it was slick from his wetness too.

His Gege was just so fuckable!

"Good boy," Hua Cheng said, pressing a soft kiss just above the thatch of brown hairs on his mound. Xie Lian whimpered.

With two fingers, Hua Cheng collected the sticky wetness that was pooling on his perineum, and coated his now-slightly-engorged clit with it. 

"No!" Xie Lian squeaked and tried to close his legs. A futile attempt, really.

"Gege, don't!" Hua Cheng admonished. "You see how sensitive this"— a wet slap on his pussy— "has become? It must be so uncomfortable, let me soothe it now." 

He let two of his fingers circle around his clitoral hood in slow, gentle strokes. Xie Lian's mouth hung open and his eyes lost their focus, staring vacantly into the distance, letting his body feel.

With his other hand, Hua Cheng stretched apart his folds even further until his pink, little clit came out of hiding once again. This time, Hua Cheng's fingers pressed down directly on his clit, circling over and over the tiny nub with increasing urgency.

As expected, Xie Lian reacted violently to the stimulation. He thrashed his legs and screamed loud enough to be heard in the house next-door. Hua Cheng was unfazed by the bratty tantrums, he calmly continued his vigorous rubbing, determined to bring Xie Lian off. 

"San Lang!" Xie Lian sobbed. His face was flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat. His lips were now bitten raw. Tears rolled down his eyes. Heavens couldn't possibly have produced a more divine sight.

Somehow, Hua Cheng knew exactly when Xie Lian was about to orgasm. His body went taut and he raised his pelvis to meet Hua Cheng's hands, subconsciously rubbing himself all over him. Hua Cheng looped one of his arms around Xie Lian's neck, and leaned down to engulf his body in a tight hug. His other hand did not cease the ministrations. With a cry of 'San Lang!' and dozens of scratches on Hua Cheng's back, Xie Lian finally came.

Hua Cheng hugged him throughout his orgasm, gently rubbing his clit to sweet, sweet over-sensitivity.

"That is it, Gege," Hua Cheng said, also panting for some reason. "There, there. It should be fine now." Xie Lian kicked his legs out as he writhed in pleasure.

Using his four fingers, Hua Cheng lightly patted Xie Lian's over-sensitive clit in firm, quick successions, determined to bully his Gege to his heart's content. If Hua Cheng had not been holding on to him, Xie Lian would've fallen off the bed with how much he was thrashing.

He finally let go when Xie Lian viscously clawed at his hands, crying "San Lang! Enough!"

Ignoring the raging boner in his pants, Hua Cheng hugged Xie Lian and murmured soft praises in his ears for what felt like an eternity.

Eventually, Xie Lian's breath evened out and his limbs stopped twitching.

"All good?" Hua Cheng asked. Xie Lian snuggled against his chest and nodded meekly. He looked absolutely radiant in his post-orgasm glow.

Hua Cheng twisted his neck to look at the clock. Ah, Xie Lian's parents would be home soon.

"Now, there's just one thing left," Hua Cheng said, pulling away to sit up straight. Xie Lian watched him, confused.

"Can you open your legs once again?" Hua Cheng asked, as if he was asking him to pass the salt. "I want to check something."

It never ceased to amaze him how easily Xie Lian complied to his lustful whims.

Hua Cheng crouched down to examine it closely. His pussy was rubbed raw and looked so messy and tortured. Hua Cheng tutted in sympathy.

All of his wetness was dripping down his—now almost red—pussy, staining his silken bedsheets. Hua Cheng took a hold of Xie Lian's hands, and guided it downwards until he was touching his own folds.

"What—?" Xie Lian started. 

"Look Gege, how wet it is," Hua Cheng said gravely. "I think it is time for me to clean it up."

Just like a dog, Hua Cheng licked up all of his Gege's slick happily. He started from his perineum, ignoring Xie Lian's mortified "stop, it is dirty!", and then lapped at the wetness that just kept oozing out of his hole endlessly. It tasted nothing like he could have ever imagined—tangy and sensual—and he wondered if he would be able to stop himself from completely devouring him.

If Xie Lian objected to his tongue slightly fucking into his hole, then well, he didn't let it show.

Hua Cheng paused to spit directly on his clit, and continued swiping his tongue all the way from his pinked-hole to his over-sensitive clit. And Xie Lian's came again for the second time, this time, by shamelessly rubbing his dripping pussy all over Hua Cheng's face. Hua Cheng had never been happier. 

His tongue didn't relent. He licked, sucked, and nibbled to his heart's content. He worked Xie Lian all the way up to a third orgasm, and then another, then another.

Each orgasm was weaker than the last and Xie Lian's voice turned hoarse from crying, but Hua Cheng was addicted. He couldn't stop anymore.

He finally ceased the torture when he felt Xie Lian's clit go all squishy and soft against his tongue. As farewell, he popped the entire bud in his mouth and gave it a few languid sucks.

He looked over to see that Xie Lian's eyes were glazed over, and his tongue had lolled out, dripping his own drool all over his face. Of course, Hua Cheng cleaned up that too (his tongue definitely had cramped by this point), and then carried Xie Lian's limp body to the bathroom. 

He left, after filling up a bathtub full of warm water, and making sure that Xie Lian didn't accidentally drown himself. He would've stayed to help undress him as well, and then maybe pull his legs open to treat his pussy for a few more rounds, but he didn't want to risk getting caught by Xie Lian's parents.

Later that night, with the memories of Xie Lian's multiple orgasms fresh in his mind, Hua Cheng retrieved Xie Lian's soiled underwear from beneath his pillow, and jerked himself off into oblivion.

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The morning after that fateful evening, Xie Lian could be seen squirming on his seat in the lecture hall. His soft cheeks were coloured with the most delicious shade of pink, and his thighs rubbed together as if they had a mind of their own. 

The entire day had been incredibly tormenting. He had to sit through each of his lectures with immense difficulty. Though his eyes were on his notes his mind was anything but focused. All he could do was conjure up images of... last evening.

He tried smiling and talking with his friends during breaks, but nothing could shake away the memories of San Lang and his massage.

He could still feel the ghost of his touches caressing the sensitive folds of his... there. Xie Lian's thighs rubbed together again.

The fabric of his jeans pressed delightfully tightly against his crotch. Xie lian had to bite his lips to prevent whines of his frustration from spilling out. The hall was jam packed with students, he couldn't let his weird behaviour become a spectacle for all to see!

He crossed and uncrossed his legs anxiously, but the occasional friction made the ache worse. 

While this was not the first time he had found his thoughts lingering about his best friend, it had never been so distressing before. Whatever San Lang had done to him the day before, must've made him lose his damn mind. He felt feverish all over and his pen kept slipping out of his clammy hands whenever he tried to take notes. 

When he excused himself to relieve his bladder, he found that his panties were completely soaked through, again. Had he peed himself? He was confident that he hadn't and the sticky fluid didn't appear to be urine. He felt like screaming out loud. Just what the hell was going on?!

With trembling hands, Xie Lian pulled out a compact mirror from his purse and lowered his pants even further.

Feeling extremely silly, he raised his right leg and let his foot rest on the wall. With that movement, his folds parted with a wet sound. The cool air against his bare mound made him bite his lips lest he let a sound slip out. He took in a deep breath and steeled his resolve. There was nothing to be embarrassed about, this was just a matter of him taking care of his health! 

He spread his legs a little wider and angled the little mirror in such a way that he could get a glimpse of his own vulva and—oh! Despite his earlier hesitation, he could not quite manage to look away from himself. 

Throughout the entire day, a particular spot hidden somewhere between his folds had been aching terribly! It almost felt like an intense itch begging to be rubbed, but ten times worse. Afraid that something was awfully wrong, Xie Lian had to resort to such methods to find out the root of the problem.

With his free hand, Xie Lian parted the skin around his labia even further and—oh yes, there! A little bud peaked out of its hood and Xie Lian was positive that this was the source of all of his agitation.

San Lang had mentioned something about a problem that had developed in his intimate area. Maybe this was what he was talking about. His face still flushed when he recalled how exactly his best friend had dealt with the said problem. Licking off all of the sticky fluid—San Lang really was too much!!

Back to the mission. Xie Lian was incredibly flexible. So he stretched out his right leg, the one which was on the wall, even further and bent his head down to catch a better look at the nub.

It was a tiny little thing, pink in colour and firmly rounded. When he tried to tug the skin around his labia, his fingers accidentally brushed against the rosy bud. A jolt so intense coursed throughout his body that he lost his balance and fell to his back on the dirty bathroom floor.

Instead of getting up and saving the rest of his dignity, Xie Lian automatically bent his knees and raised his legs as wide apart as he could. Just like San Lang had asked him to last evening. That area around the nub throbbed. It did not matter that he was dirtying himself, no, all that mattered was the heat between his crotch. His hole twitched with desire but there was No San Lang to take care of him here.

Xie Lian felt his eyes tear up as he helplessly humped his hips on nothing. No matter how fast he jerked his hips, it brought him no relief. This was the prince Xie Lian that everyone admired. What was the difference between him and bitch in heat that had lost its mind? None.

Eventually he got up and walked out of the stall as if nothing had happened. With stiff and robotic movements, he splashed cool water all over his face and took in a deep breath. 

He couldn't help but feel that San Lang had broken something within him.

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Painting was not supposed to be an erotic activity. Judging by the tent poking through Hua Cheng's pants, he was too far gone to stop and consider what was supposed to be normal, and what wasn't.

Considering the fact that he had eaten his best friend out for half an hour straight last week, their friendship was pretty much abnormal to begin with. Well, that was not entirely correct anymore. Xie Lian had been avoiding Hua Cheng ever since he got his pussy rubbed and ate by him. It seemed that even a friendship as abnormal as theirs had its limits.

Afraid of things getting awkward between them, Hua Cheng had invited himself over to Xie Lian's house one Sunday afternoon, carrying his art supplies with him, and had offered to teach his beloved the basics of painting.

"Not that Gege needs to be taught anything, given how good he already is," Hua Cheng had said earnestly, "but this San Lang knows a thing or two about art and painting."

Xie Lian had clapped his hands together in excitement and invited him to his bedroom, his earlier awkwardness all but forgotten.  Hua Cheng had been delighted. After an academically challenging week at school, spending an innocent and lazy afternoon with Xie Lian would be nothing less than therapeutic!

Except, now the insatiable teenager found himself leaning against his best friend's desk, his mind full of unspeakable filth. And as the oblivious Xie Lian chattered away, Hua Cheng found himself in a perilous situation. He could not look at Xie Lian without being bombarded with the memories of that day. But he couldn't not look at him either! Not when his entire being was wired to always seek out his beloved. 

How could he possibly stand there, pretending to be utterly unaffected, when his tongue could still remember being pressed against Xie Lian's soft, wet arousal? The tangy wetness was fresh in his mind, and he was beyond eager for a second taste.

He could still hear the echoes of his feverish moans whenever Xie Lian's clear, bell-like laughter rang across the room.

He could still vividly remember how these delighted eyes, currently sparkling with excitement, had shed pretty tears caused due to him, not tears of pain, but tears of pure pleasure.

Distracted by the lewd images in his mind, Hua Cheng missed the moment Xie Lian spilled a tube of paint on his white t-shirt.

"Ah," Xie Lian sighed in dismay. "This is going to leave a stain."

Hua Cheng turned around and saw a stripe of bright pink across Xie Lian's chest.

"Gege, quick! Remove the t-shirt before the colour stains through the material!"

The two of them froze. Xie Lian blinked while Hua Cheng marveled at his own audacity. But the week long separation from his beloved had left Hua Cheng feeling repressed, so he decided to continue speaking. 

"Those paints leave nasty stains on the skin. It is San Lang's fault for not bringing different ones. But for now, Gege should best remove his t-shirt."

"Really? Then can San Lang please turn around?"

Hua Cheng paused to consider. "Gege, we are so intimate already, are such formalities really necessary?"

"Ah, but San Lang—"

"Gege can say it clearly if San Lang isn't his best friend anymore," Hua Cheng said, pouting dramatically. "Ever since joining college, Gege has been spending more time with Shi Qingxuan and the others."

Now that Xie Lian thought about it, he had once changed outfits in the same room as Shi Qingxuan. Wasn't this the same?

He ruffled Hua Cheng's hair, laughing softly. 

"Sometimes, I forget that you're still the same tiny child who used to cling to my legs all those years ago," Xie Lian said fondly. "You still are just as clingy!"

"Does Gege dislike it?" Hua Cheng asked, seemingly casually, but the slight bitterness from his insecurity was still evident.

Xie Lian's eyes met with Hua Cheng's.

"Never," he said.

Under Hua Cheng's watchful gaze, Xie Lian slowly peeled off his soiled t-shirt, his shyness obvious in his clumsy movements. Xie Lian immediately realised that this felt vastly different from the time he had stripped in front of Qingxuan. Maybe it had to do with the way Hua Cheng was looking at him, as if he was a feast that was laid out before a starving man!

Finally, the offending fabric came off, and Hua Cheng gulped.

Smooth, jade-like skin shone brilliantly under the golden glow of the room's fairy lights, and Xie Lian—with his chest bared in front of Hua Cheng for the first time—looked ethereal. 

He was completely naked from the waist up, since he wasn't wearing anything under the t-shirt, which wasn't surprising. His tits were too tiny to be bound.

The curves of his little, barely-developed, breasts were softly pronounced, drawing full attention to his pink, puffy nipples, which to Hua Cheng's utter delight, were currently inverted. Xie Lian hesitated for a moment, before dropping the t-shirt on the carpeted floor.

Now his entire torso was exposed and vulnerable to Hua Cheng's burning gaze. The lines of his waist were defined and beautifully shaped, perfect to fit right into Hua Cheng's hands. 

Xie Lian dropped down on the bed, seemingly too embarrassed to continue standing. The slight jiggle drew Hua Cheng's attention back to Xie Lian's tiny, perky tits. His fingers twitched and his mouth watered instantly, desperate to latch on to his pink nipples, the nubs of which were so shyly hidden away.

"Don't stare," Xie Lian breathed out, his hands moving to cover his exposed breasts. Hua Cheng was, of course, quicker.

He covered the distance in a step and dropped down to his knees, bringing his face directly in front of Xie Lian's chest. Like a man possessed, he pressed his palms against his Gege's milky-white tits, before curling his fingers to knead the tender flesh.

"Ah—" Xie Lian's hands wrapped around Hua Cheng's neck instinctively. 

"Gege, there is another problem," Hua Cheng said gravely, as his fingers traced the shape of his oh-so-devastatingly-soft nipples. "Look here carefully."

Xie Lian obediently tipped his head down to watch. Hua Cheng lightly patted one of his nipples with his index finger, pointing at the tiny crevice in the center. 

"The tip is buried inside, does this happen often?" Hua Cheng asked.

Xie Lian's mind was fuzzy from how good Hua Cheng's casual prodding was making him feel. The tingly sensation travelled down from his chest to his core, making him squirm and rub his inner thighs together. He struggled to clear the haze from his mind and answer his best friend's question.

"Ah, um, I don't know," Xie Lian answered vaguely. Hua Cheng hummed before pinching his nipples sharply and without warning. Shocked, Xie Lian let out a distressed cry and tried to scoot away from him.

"Shh, don't be a brat," Hua Cheng chided, and raised his hand to lightly slap Xie Lian's cheeks. The force was barely enough to be felt, but it was the intent that compelled Xie Lian to stop and listen to him.

"Come here, let me see."

Hua Cheng curled his hand around Xie Lian's knee to drag him back closer. He pinched his nipples once again as a warning, to which Xie Lian let out a pathetic whimper, but he remained still after that. Satisfied, Hua Cheng continued his exploration.

He tugged, pulled, and pinched his sensitive buds in every way that he could, but the stubborn nubs remained deeply rooted inside.

To be fair, Hua Cheng was too focused on the tears that threatened to spill from Xie Lian's eyes to pay attention to the job at hand.

Xie Lian responded beautifully to each stimulation, whether he was being slapped, pinched, or gently caressed. Hua Cheng alternated between being harsh, and then soothing the subsequent sting with massages and gentle kisses.

He felt a little guilty about being such a sadistic bully, but his Gege was just so beautiful writhing and teary-eyed like this!

Xie Lian grew more aroused as each second passed, though he seemed to be oblivious about the fact. Hua Cheng was careful to put on a serious front, but was thoroughly enjoying himself on the inside.

When he had his fill from torturing his sore nipples, he finally let go and looked up at Xie Lian.

"Ah, I think I know something that can help," Hua Cheng said with a catlike smile.

"What?" Xie Lian asked, sounding wary.

Hua Cheng popped the entire rosy bud inside his mouth, and gazed up from beneath his long lashes to give Xie Lian a sweet, innocent look.

The warm heat inside his wet mouth, and the stimulation from his clever tongue drove Xie Lian crazy. Hua Cheng gave his nipple a last, languid suck, before pulling away with a lewd pop. 

"Is Gege okay?" he asked, blinking demurely. 

Instead of sputtering in embarrassment, like Hua Cheng had expected him to, Xie Lian grabbed him by his hair and slammed his face against his tits.

"More!" he demanded.

Hua Cheng was momentarily struck speechless by this bratty and shameless display, but he was not going to reject a blessing given to him by the gods themselves.

He wordlessly latched on to his nipple again, and sucked as if his life depended on it. Xie Lian's entire back arched backwards and moans of unabashed pleasure spilled from his lips.

Determined to please him further, Hua Cheng redoubled his efforts. While his tongue swirled around one of the soft buds, his hands pinched and rubbed the other.

"Look, it is out!" Hua Cheng said as he pulled away once again. He pulled the sensitive tip and stretched it further to show it to Xie Lian.

"What... what about the other one?" Xie Lian gasped. 

"On it," Hua Cheng smirked before diving right back in.

Ten minutes later, Xie Lian was flat on his back with Hua Cheng eagerly planting wet kisses all over his chest. His nipples were sore and puffy, going from soft pink to raw and red. His tits shone and glistened with Hua Cheng's spit. The mere sight of it was too lewd for Hua Cheng to bear.

"These are so tiny and cute," Hua Cheng said, pinching his little tits, before bending down to lap at his erect nipples once again.

"Does San Lang solve every issue using his mouth?" Xie Lian asked in between breathy moans.

"What?" Hua Cheng asked distractedly, too focused on grazing the sensitive tip of the bud with his teeth. 

Xie Lian propped himself up on his elbows, but Hua Cheng was latched on too tight to be deterred by the movement.

"Well, along with today, that is what you did last week too," Xie Lian said. "Only, instead of my chest, it was... down there."

Ah right, he had said something along those lines as an excuse to eat Xie Lian out.

"Oh," Hua Cheng smirked, his hands travelling down to cup Xie Lian's clothed pussy. His Gege gasped, but the excitement in his eyes was unmistakable. Well, well. Had the naïve prince's innocence finally been corrupted?  li It seemed like the little slut was just as eager for it as he was.

"Has last week's problem not gone yet?" he asked, his fingers still languidly stroking Xie Lian through the drenched fabric of his pant.

Xie Lian shook his head vigorously. 

"No," he admitted. "It is worse! It gets all aching and wet and I tried... ahem, anyway, I think San Lang needs to use his mouth again."

The words were said so innocently, as if Xie Lian didn't quite understand what he was asking for.

It seemed that the lack of sexual knowledge and education had also come with lack a of shame associated with it. Now that Xie Lian knew that the act was pleasurable, he was not hesitant to ask for it.  

"Oh, but my services are not free," Hua Cheng said with a dramatic sigh. He finally let go of Xie Lian's thoroughly abused nipples, and rolled over to lay on his side next to Xie Lian.

"What do you mean?" Xie Lian asked, a small pout forming on his lips. Hua Cheng chuckled. His Highness wasn't used to hearing 'no' to his demands. 

"We can make a deal," Hua Cheng said, lazily palming his bulging, and so far ignored, erection through his pants. Xie Lian's eyes followed the movement, intrigued. "This San Lang will solve Gege's problem, and Gege can return the favour by solving mine."

"Deal," Xie Lian said quickly, not realizing what he was signing himself up for. Hua Cheng could vividly imagine those plush lips stretching across his cock, and that little pink tongue lapping the precum off from his slit—

Hua Cheng had to squeeze the base of his erection to avoid cumming in his pants.

"Isn't that normal though?" Xie Lian continued. "Friends help each other out, don't they?"

There it was, that cursed word again.

"They sure do, Gege," Hua Cheng said, pulling Xie Lian in for a deep kiss. "This is exactly what best friends do."  

Chapter Text

Hua Cheng leapt across Xie Lian's bedroom to lock the door shut. 

Xie Lian's father, as always, was away on a business trip overseas, and his mother wouldn't be home until after dinner. Though they had the entire house to themselves, Hua Cheng wasn't willing to risk anyone accidentally walking in on them.

After making sure that the latch was securely bolted, Hua Cheng turned back around to gaze at his—half naked—beloved. 

Xie Lian's lithe body lay languidly stretched across the mattress, his soft chest rising and falling with each measured breath. 

His milky-white skin glowed with a warm, golden hue under the room's string lights, a sight so mesmerising that Hua Cheng doubted he could ever grow accustomed to it. 

Xie Lian's full lips, along with the small buds on his chest, were flushed a tantalizing shade of red from Hua Cheng's insistent suckling. Looking at Xie Lian's flushed nipples that had just been spared from his torture made Hua Cheng's mouth water anew. 

He took an eager step forward, and their eyes met.

Xie Lian was the first to avert his gaze, but the longing in his eyes was unmistakable. Almost as if to confirm his suspicion, Xie Lian squirmed silently, impatience painting his usually mild-tempered countenance. 

Hua Cheng chuckled softly before closing the remaining distance between them and climbing back on top of his Gege.

Xie Lian's hands automatically wrapped around Hua Cheng's neck as he pulled him closer, and just like that, his own naked chest was pressed tightly against Hua Cheng's clothed torso.

"Gege..." Hua Cheng's voice wavered. "You really... are going to be the death of me."

Well, he had spent years in the friendzone, silently pining away for his beloved. Sure, he had continuously taken advantage of Xie Lian's gullible nature to indulge his baser instincts, but he had never in a million years expected Xie Lian to actively reciprocate his desires!

As it turned out, Xie Lian was only human, after all. His occasional naivety and gullibility did not make him immune to sexual desires. If all he needed from Hua Cheng—his 'best friend'—was a moment of release, then he would happily oblige. Even that was, in his opinion, more than what a scum like him deserved.

"San Lang," Xie Lian's urgent voice made the depressing thoughts from Hua Cheng's mind scatter like a swarm of butterflies.

"Hm?" Hua Cheng hummed indulgently as he brushed aside stray strands from Xie Lian's soft cheeks. "Does Gege want something?"

The growing wet spot between his grey leggings gave Hua Cheng a pretty good idea about what Xie Lian wanted, but listening to him stammer and blush was too appealing of an opportunity to pass up.

"Gege only needs to say the words," Hua Cheng added slyly.

Instead of getting embarrassed, like Hua Cheng had expected him to, Xie Lian wordlessly spread his legs apart. Hua Cheng's jaw hung open as he watched the bizarre sight. 

Xie Lian waited, patiently at first, but then he let his legs fall further apart the longer the silence carried on.

Finally, when Hua Cheng still remained frozen, Xie Lian pressed further in a rather pitiful voice.

"San Lang, remember? We made a deal!" 

Well, who was Hua Cheng to say no?

His mouth remained hung open like a dead fish as Hua Cheng got up from on top of Xie Lian and knelt down on the bed. Xie Lian watched him intently as his eyes sparkled with barely suppressed excitement. 

"Well, don't just lay there," Hua Cheng half-joked, tugging at Xie Lian's pants. "Take this off!"

Hua Cheng was fully prepared to peel off his clothing, layer by layer, himself. But once again, expectations did not meet reality. 

Before Hua Cheng could even lift his hands, Xie Lian's pants and panties came flying off!

Hua Cheng blinked, resisting the urge to rub his eyes. Xie Lian's entire body lay right before him in its full, naked glory.

His legs were long and slender, and his milky-white thighs were strong and fleshy. Hints of glistening pink softness teased Hua Cheng whenever Xie Lian moved his legs. The sight was nothing short of divine!

Looking at his soft, barely-there breasts or at his tiny waist along with his pouchy stomach, a single, devout thought flashed by Hua Cheng's mind:

This is the body of a thousand gold.

Before Hua Cheng could voice his thoughts aloud, Xie Lian brought his knees up to his chest and exposed the tiny sacred place between his legs with the movement. 

The pink folds of his labia parted with a delicious wet sound, revealing the adorably tiny slit in between. To think that this naïve and sheltered virgin could ever spread his legs apart for him like an experienced whore!

The new angle also happened to expose his cute, little clit. Hua Cheng licked his lips, remembering just how much he had enjoyed suckling on it. 

The tiny, pink nub was flushed with all of the blood that had rushed down there, and it seemed to be swollen and in need of a good pinch or two.

Being as diligent as always, Hua Cheng happily complied. His index and middle fingers engulfed the clit from both the sides—he took a moment to appreciate the little bud trapped between his long fingers—and squeezed. 

Xie Lian, being his helpful little slut that he was, raised his knees higher until he was almost bent in half, allowing Hua Cheng unobstructed access to his pussy.

Hua Cheng rewarded his good behaviour with two firm slaps right on his clit, knowing that Xie Lian dearly loved it. Sure enough, Xie Lian cried out in delight and humped the air in desperation.

Hua Cheng clicked his tongue softly.

"Gege, Gege! Look at you go!"

When Hua Cheng moved closer to catch a better look at his beloved's pretty pink pussy, Xie Lian's little hole actually twitched!

No matter how much Xie Lian's parents tried to protect his innocence from the world, at the end of the day, his body spoke for itself:

What was he, if not merely a hole desperate to get fucked?

Hua Cheng lazily palmed his pussy and watched as the slippery wetness oozed endlessly from the tiny slit. 

The sight of Xie Lian's needy flower, so pink and creamy, was enough to make the most ascetic of men wild with depravity, never mind its effect on someone already as depraved as Hua Cheng. 

Without warning, Hua Cheng pressed his nose against the thatch of soft brown hair just above his mound, and inhaled deeply. 

"Hah—San Lang!"

The scent was heady and sensual, more intoxicating than the liquor Hua Cheng occasionally drank behind his guardians' back.

He placed a tender kiss on the soft brown curls, before nosing down his crotch, not minding the wetness that slid down his lips and chin.

On the other side of the bed, Xie Lian sighed, his body sinking into the mattress with ease. Yet, despite his relaxed demeanor, he couldn't help but catch his breath in quiet anticipation. 

The last time the two had found themselves in this position, Xie Lian had nearly passed out from his intense and consecutive orgasms.

After Hua Cheng had left that day, Xie Lian had spent the entire night in a daze, feeling helpless as his thoroughly abused and oversensitive pussy still ached for more! Just how insatiable was it?!

At present, Xie Lian let Hua Cheng nuzzle his face all over it, as he eagerly waited  for the pleasure that would surely follow. A minute passed, then two.

While he certainly felt good down there—dull bursts of pleasure churned deep within his core in tidal waves every now and then—the sensation was rather anticlimactic compared to his last time.

Did Hua Cheng forget how to do it?

Xie Lian raised his head slightly to peer at his best friend, his elegant brows scrunching up together in a frown.

Hua Cheng, on the other hand, painted a picture of pure innocence and pretended to not notice his Gege's woeful gaze. The more desperation Xie Lian showed, the stronger Hua Cheng's desire to bully and edge him grew.

He completely ignored the pink, squishy little nub that so pitifully begged to be rubbed. Instead, he continued nosing along his vulva, seeming content to nuzzle his nose and cheeks all over it.

"Don't mind me, Gege," he said languidly in between breaths. "I'm just taking my time to enjoy this sweet treat."

Hua Cheng pressed a tender kiss on his clit when he said the word 'sweet', for which he was rewarded with an excited gush of wetness that spurted out from Xie Lian's hole.

Woah, Gege doesn't even need lube at all!

"Sweet?" Xie Lian asked, sounding doubtful.

"You don't believe me?"

Struck by an idea, Hua Cheng reached forward to cup Xie Lian's mouth tightly.

"Open," he said, tapping Xie Lian's soft lips twice with the pad of his finger.

Wordlessly, Xie Lian parted his lips and let his mouth hang open. Hua Cheng took a moment to angle his face, before he spat in Xie Lian's mouth, directly on his pink tongue! 

Xie Lian's eyes widened as he froze in shock. He seemed too bewildered to remember to shut his mouth, or to reprimand Hua Cheng for his dirtiness.

Taking advantage of his daze, Hua Cheng licked a bit stripe up from Xie Lian's chin to his lips, leaving a glistening trail of spit on him.

His eyes were heavy lidded with the most primal of lusts, and he let his thumb rub gentle circles on Xie Lian's throat and said in a tone one would use with a little child, "swallow."

 Xie Lian's throat bobbed as he obediently swallowed his own slick mixed with Hua Cheng's spit, his eyes wide open and glassy. 

At last, this was all too much for poor Hua Cheng to bear. The restraint he had so arduously cultivated to not fuck Xie Lian silly, had all but snapped in the moment. His grip on Xie Lian's throat tightened as he pulled him up for a bruising kiss.

The two best friends had shared many types of kisses before; from chaste to sweet, passionate to lewd. But he had never allowed himself to bite and suck at Xie Lian's lips like this.

Xie Lian struggled to keep up with Hua Cheng's pace. After a few moments of intense struggling, he gave up and urgently patted at Hua Cheng's shoulders to catch his attention.

Hua Cheng broke away at once, and took a shuddering breath.

"Gege, we made a deal." This time it was Hua Cheng repeating Xie Lian's earlier, frantic words.

Xie Lian nodded slowly, not following Hua Cheng's train of thought. 

"We did," he confirmed, before adding. "You help me with my problem, and in return I'll help you solve yours."

"Pray Gege doesn't mind helping this San Lang with his little problem first, then?" Hua Cheng asked as he began untying the knots of his sweatpants. 

"I will get back to this after we're done with me," he added, cupping Xie Lian's mound and giving his little clit a few, quick flicks. 

"Oh! Yes, I mean—of course!" Xie Lian said quickly as he sat up straight. "In fact, counting last time, that is only fair! Sorry for being so thoughtless, it's just that I don't know how to help."

By that point, Hua Cheng had stripped off his boxers too, revealing his 'little' problem. 

His throbbing cock finally sprang free and slapped against his firm abdomen, standing up proudly and in full attention. Shamefully, he was already painfully hard and leaking all over his—not little by any definition of the word— length.

Xie Lian's jaw went comically slack as he gaped at the impressive object. It was big enough to cast dark shadows on his face, and the tip was so swollen and red that it looked positively painful. 

Of course, he knew what a penis was and what it looked like, but he had never seen one in person before! Especially, not one that was just inches away from his face!

Hua Cheng grabbed his cock and gave it a few perfunctory tugs. Xie Lian's eyes lit up in wonder as more pearlescent beads spilled out from the slit. 

Was it similar to how his own intimate area produced that sticky, clear fluid when stimulated? Human anatomy was just so fascinating! 

Xie Lian eyed at the pearly-white beads as  he licked his lips subconsciously, before his gaze darted upwards to search Hua Cheng's face. 

His pale face was shining with a thin sheen of sweat, which surprisingly made his complexion all the more alluring. With another tight squeeze of his hands, his mouth hung open to form a tiny 'o' shape, and his dark eyebrows scrunched up together as if he was enduring the most arduous of aches!

Xie Lian had always known that his best friend was rather handsome, but his dashing good looks hadn't struck him like it did at that moment. 

He had never seen Hua Cheng make those expressions before, and he wanted to be the reason his friend made such beautiful faces!

"San Lang, how... how do I help?" he asked, eyeing his cock nervously, but with a fiery determination to excel at the job.   

On the other end, Hua Cheng was quietly praying to the gods above for being presented with such an opportunity. Never had he felt more gratefulness for being brought into existence than he did while bringing his cock closer to his beloved's face.

His Gege's eyes widened a little, but he did not move away. Slowly and carefully, as if not wanting to scare him, Hua Cheng pressed his length against Xie Lian's right cheek. 

The skin was warm and so, so incredibly soft, that Hua Cheng could almost feel himself melting into a gooey puddle of pure bliss. 

He held his cock at the base and let the length slowly slide against his cheek. Up and down. Up and down. With each measured breath, he let his cock rub against his beloved's cheek. Precum spread all over the right side of Xie Lian's beautiful face, making the glide smoother. 

With his cock in his hand, Hua Cheng traced the contours of Xie Lian's sharp jaw, before sliding against the fullness of Xie Lian's lips, marking him in the most primal and vulgar of ways.

Hua Cheng's pupils dilated at the lewd sight. 

In rapid successions, he slapped his length on Xie Lian's face, filling the room with the lewd sounds of the wet slaps.

"Oh God," he panted. All the dirty and erotic thoughts he had bottled deep inside him spilled out of his mouth uncontrollably. "Oh fuck. Nothing is gonna stop me from cumming all over you. You'll be left smelling like my spend for days afterwards. Fuck." 

"...?" 

Xie Lian's mouth parted as his tongue poked out to lap up the precum instinctively. Hua Cheng closed his eyes as he bit back a groan. Xie Lian chose precisely that moment to start nuzzling his face on his cock. 

He really is going to be the death of me!

Hua Cheng's eyes snapped open fiercely and he gripped Xie Lian's head, forcefully stopping all of his movements. Hua Cheng's head fell back as he increased the speed of his thrusts, rutting wildly against his beloved's face.

Xie Lian's head tipped sharply to the left from the movement, and his right eye fluttered shut as the head of Hua Cheng's cock grazed past it. When he opened his eye again, his dark lashes were drooping with beads of precum. 

Any coherent thoughts that had so bravely managed to cling to his brain so far, promptly evaporated after that. He gathered Xie Lian's long hair in his hand, and pulled back harshly. With a yelp, Xie Lian fell to his back on the mattress with a dull thud. 

Not giving him a moment to adjust with the sudden change of their positions, Hua Cheng towered over him like a menacing, dark shadow. 

He flopped the weight of his cock on Xie Lian's face once again, and began rubbing himself all over his face with a feverish frenzy.

Xie Lian could do little but lay still and let his pretty face be used like a toy meant for Hua Cheng to play around with. Given Hua Cheng's own impressive build, and Xie Lian's tiny stature, he really was no different from being Hua Cheng's very own personal doll! His sweet, little fuck toy.

On his part, Xie Lian didn't seem to mind having Hua Cheng's balls on his face. In fact, he quite enjoyed being enveloped by the musky scent that was so distinctly his San Lang! 

It had taken a while for him to get used to the strong scent. It was not sweet, like Hua Cheng had described his own wetness, but addictingly good nonetheless. It made all stray thoughts disappear from his mind, making the weight of  Hua Cheng on his face his only concern.

He happily opened his mouth and let Hua Cheng direct one of the balls inside. The texture was unlike anything Xie Lian had ever tasted. He gave the delicate skin a few tentative licks. That particular, masculine taste was even stronger here!

"Careful with the teeth!" Hua Cheng hissed.

Xie Lian could not figure out what to do with the thing in his mouth, so he let it be and simply enjoyed having its weight sit heavy on his tongue. Hua Cheng's hand kept sliding along his chest, poking and fiddling with his nipples.

He felt good. In fact, he felt more than good, Xie Lian was in pure bliss.

He vaguely registered Hua Cheng's other hand pumping his cock in a crazed pace, but he was too distracted by the drool that kept spilling from his open mouth to pay much attention to petty details.

After what seemed like ages, and just when Xie Lian's jaw had started to ache terribly, Hua Cheng's pace finally faltered. With a muffled groan, something hot and white came spilling all over his face and hair.

If the smell had been overwhelming before, then it was nothing compared to what it was like now. It was all around him, all over him, and even inside his mouth!

Some of it got into his eyes, and it stung a little. Over all, it was starting to get very uncomfortable. Xie Lian screwed up his face and tried to move away, overwhelmed by the mess on his face and the weight in his mouth.

Hua Cheng slipped off his softening cock from Xie Lian's face, and rolled over to lay next to Xie Lian and give him a tight hug.

The younger man clung tightly to Xie Lian like a stubborn little monkey, so reminiscent of the initial stages of their friendship all those years ago.

Back then, the grubby little kid would stick to Xie Lian's leg and refuse to let go no matter how hard anyone pulled. The sight was both pitiful and funny.

Xie Lian's chest bubbled with pride. Despite his difficult childhood, Hua Cheng had blossomed into such an amazing young man!

He smiled to himself as he let his nails scrape along Hua Cheng's scalp, just the way he liked it.

Seeing his best friend's blissed out expression (or what he could make out of it from the streaks of white blocking his vision) Xie Lian let out a fond chuckle.

"Was I of any help?" he asked shyly, rolling over to face Hua Cheng. 

Hua Cheng craned his neck to meet Xie Lian's gaze. His cheeks flushed red, bringing out the colour of his right eye in the most striking way.

He really is so beautiful, Xie Lian thought.

"Gege," Hua Cheng panted. "You are gonna kill me."

Xie Lian made a distressed noise.

"That bad?!" he cried.

Hua Cheng turned over to grab a box of tissues from Xie Lian's bedside table, and began to diligently wipe his spend from Xie Lian's face.

"No, it was that good," he reassured Xie Lian gently.

Well, Xie Lian thought to himself. He's back to being sweet again, then!

The difference in Hua Cheng's behaviour was rather bizarre, but as much as Xie Lian loved his gentle pampering, he figured the occasional roughness wasn't bad either.

Speaking of which, just thinking about the kind of things Hua Cheng had just done with him made Xie Lian want to bury himself in a hole forever!

It did not help that it also ignited a fresh wave of intense arousal yet again within him.

"San Lang," Xie Lian said, tugging at Hua Cheng's sleeve and stopping him mid-wipe. "Now you help me."

Hua Cheng blinked, then smirked in a way that made Xie Lian shrink back.

Before Xie Lian could take back his words, his entire vision toppled over. In one fluid movement, Hua Cheng had risen from the bed and carried Xie Lian bridal style in his arms.

"Ah, my clothes!" Xie Lian squeeked, realising that he was still as naked as the day he was born.

"Just what would you need those for?" Hua Cheng asked, letting one of his hands pinch his ass.

Just like that, Xie Lian was carried to his bathroom and plopped unceremoniously down his bathtub. The coolness of the tub made gooseflesh erupt all over Xie Lian's skin. He rubbed his thighs together as the tall figure looming over him stepped closer.

"Your Highness," Hua Cheng said, flashing his teeth, "it's time for a bath."