Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 114
Chapter 114 Extra Chapter Seven: Getting You Dirty
(Supplementing Chapter 76 of “No Such Bird” – the section on Director You and Fan Xiao; too many people requested it, so I’m adding the ellipsis.)
In a high-end hotel several kilometers away, the curtains were drawn tight, blocking out all light. You Shulang sat in a carved high-backed chair, slowly putting on black leather gloves.
His indifferent gaze swept over the man standing before him, dressed only in a white shirt. A slight smirk
played on his lips: “Kneel down.”
Fan Xiao knew how to read You Shulang’s expression; at this moment, sitting in the chair, his anger outweighed his desire.
After a moment’s thought, Fan Xiao knelt on one knee.
You Shulang took out his phone, dialed a number, and while waiting for the call to connect, his gaze swept over Fan Xiao’s knees.
Fan Xiao’s breathing lightened slightly; he lowered the supporting leg, kneeling firmly on both knees.
The phone was answered with a slurred tone: “Director You?” Xue Baotian’s gloating voice came through the receiver. “You and Fan Xiao invited us to a symphony concert, why aren’t you here yet?”
He emphasized the name “Fan Xiao,” like a salted fish being dried in the scorching sun, left to dry on one side and then on the other.
The room was quiet, and the voice from the receiver slightly leaked out. Fan Xiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and he muttered a curse through his teeth.
“I just had something come up and can’t go, sorry.” You Shulang’s voice was gentle and soothing, but on the other end of the line, his face was cold as he reached out and pulled Fan Xiao close by the collar, his fingers pressing lightly against Fan Xiao’s Adam’s apple through his leather gloves.
Seeing Fan Xiao’s instantly tense expression, You Shulang asked the person on the phone in a unchanged tone, “President Xue, I heard you and Fan Xiao are going to collaborate on a project soon?”
“No,” Xue Baotian denied quickly, “Fan Xiao wants to rip off a chain of pharmacies here and insists on getting me involved. I’m still watching maca maca cartoons, I’m pure as a bat. How could I do something like that with him? So I’ve already righteously refused him.”
Fan Xiao sneered and whispered, “He’s pure because he watches maca maca? That’s just intellectual limitation.”
His Adam’s apple was gently pressed down, and his voice trailed off. You Shulang glanced at him with a cold gaze, then covered the receiver and asked Fan Xiao, “Why did you set up this pharmacy?”
Fan Xiao’s narrow eyes narrowed, and he rummaged through You Shulang’s pocket for cigarettes, finally putting one in his mouth before replying, “They owe me millions in payments. At first, they delayed payment citing cash flow problems, then the legal representative died, and the new owner became even more evasive, turning the original company into an empty shell. Now it’s insolvent. Who am I supposed to ask for money?”
“Why didn’t you resolve this through proper channels?”
“It takes a long time and a lot of energy.” Fan Xiao, his eyes turning cold as he bit into a cigarette, said, “Besides, why should I be the only one who can play dirty games?”
You Shulang sighed softly, took the cigarette from between Fan Xiao’s teeth, lit it himself, and said into the receiver, “I’d like to trouble you, Mr. Xue, to spread the word about Fan Xiao’s past deeds in this circle, and also let them know that he wants to take down this pharmacy.”
Xue Baotian was a smart man and understood immediately: “Let them know that Fan Xiao is a madman who can bring down his entire family and send his father and brothers to prison, right?”
You Shulang nudged Fan Xiao’s knee with his toe, making him kneel up, and slid his finger down to touch the shirt button: “Thank you, Mr. Xue.” The person
on the other end smiled: “It’s not difficult, but who will do me a favor?”
You Shulang pulled off a button: “I’ll do you a favor, Mr. Xue.”
“No need, Director You, we’re practically family.”
You Shulang placed the phone to Fan Xiao’s ear, his gloved fingers flicking open another keypad. “Speak.”
Fan Xiao’s breathing became heavy, his gaze fixed on You Shulang like a burning flame. He spoke half-heartedly into the receiver, “President Xue, I’ll take advantage of your kindness. If you can get this done for me without me having to lift a finger, I’ll help you pave the way in Thailand.”
Xue Baotian had been waiting for this: “Sure, but they won’t just scare you into handing over the money. President Fan and I will have to put on a few acts together to make that bastard genuinely afraid.”
Fan Xiao had unlocked the last keypad, while You Shulang coldly and indifferently examined his impressive physique.
Fan Xiao’s voice was hoarse: “Okay, Mr. Xue’s arrangements, I’ll cooperate.”
The voice coming through the phone clearly carried an excited malice. Mr. Xue, looking at the maca maca, declared: “Then we’ll legally and legitimately destroy them.”
After hanging up, You Shulang remained indifferent, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze sweeping over Fan Xiao’s body as if admiring a beautiful vase.
Fan Xiao, quick-witted, lit You Shulang’s cigarette: “I was wrong, Director You, I’ll never do anything risky again.”
You Shulang raised an eyebrow: “Since you know you were wrong, how should you be punished?”
Fan Xiao suddenly met You Shulang’s gaze, and through the swirling smoke, slowly said: “How do you want to punish me?” After
hanging up, You Shulang remained indifferent, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze sweeping over Fan Xiao’s body as if admiring a beautiful vase.
Fan Xiao, ever obedient, lit a cigarette for You Shulang: “I was wrong, Director You. I’ll never do anything risky again.”
You Shulang lifted his eyelids: “Since you know you were wrong, how should you be punished?”
Fan Xiao suddenly met You Shulang’s gaze, and through the swirling smoke, slowly said, “How do you want to be punished?”
Fan Xiao loved anything with a pleasant tactile feel.
You Shulang’s body, You Shulang’s hair, or even You Shulang’s lips. But now he had no access to any of that, only able to lie
on the pleasant-feeling silk bedding, passively allowing himself to be taken at will.
Black calfskin military gloves, smeared with lubricant, gripped the magnificent genitals, slowly stroking them up and down.
“Is Mr. Fan a germaphobe?” You Shulang’s other hand still held a cigarette, the smoke swirling around his fingers like a lingering, wounded old love.
After carefully observing Fan Xiao’s unbearable expression, You Shulang covered the sensitive glans with his thumb, “Then I’ll soil you today.”
The calfskin was soft, but not as soft as his fingertips. The most vulnerable and sensitive areas were slowly rubbed in circles, the color gradually changing from light red to
deep red.
“You Shulang.” Fan Xiao’s hands were bound to the headboard, his eyes covered by a blindfold, his vision obstructed. “Don’t…”
“Don’t like it?” You Shulang leaned down to kiss him, but the force of his hands increased. The texture of the leather rubbed against his urethra in the most direct way
, with varying pressure and speed, stroking or pressing. You Shulang controlled the rhythm, completely dominating Fan Xiao’s body. “Didn’t you say you’d let me punish you however I wanted?”
“I’ll punish you however I want, just please let me go, Shulang, I want to hug you, I want to hug you right now.”
You Shulang put a cigarette in his mouth, freeing his other hand to touch Fan Xiao’s scrotum. His voice was already indistinct, and after the smoke, it sounded like the
lingering meaning of time: “Bear with it, or… call me ‘brother’ and let me hear it.”
Fan Xiao was usually flirtatious, and had called out even more provocative things, let alone “brother”.
He blurted out, “Brother, Brother You, please be merciful this time and forgive me.”
His voice, husky and sexy with lust, tickled You Shulang’s heart. You Shulang’s eyes darkened, and he
lightly flicked the swollen scrotum as if punishing him: “Brother feels bad too, but who told you to make a mistake?”
His hands worked in tandem, roughly stroking and roughly kneading and pulling, driving Fan Xiao into a state of complete loss of control.
His arms, bound by ropes, bulged with ridged veins, and the firm muscles on the inside of his thighs trembled slightly. At a certain juncture, Fan Xiao’s head snapped back, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Take off the gloves, You Shulang, brother, take off the gloves and use your hands.”
You Shulang complied, removing the gloves and grasping the large penis. This bastard Fan Xiao had frequently entered and exited his body,
bearing You Shulang’s mark, etched with his name, yet every time he saw it again, You Shulang was still amazed by its size.
The roughness of the calfskin brought a unique, tingling sensation, while his fingertips allowed for more flexible control. His soft fingertips slowly moved upwards from
the base , his short, neat nails lightly scraping the wrinkles. After a gentle touch, his five fingers interlocked, filling the area completely. You Shulang rapidly stroked the penis, his conquering motion driving Fan Xiao almost to madness.
“Shulang, hurry, let me cum!”
At the peak of his pleasure, You Shulang looked at Fan Xiao’s lust-filled face, and shoved the glans of his penis into his hand, abruptly cutting off
the approaching ecstasy.
“Shulang!” Fan Xiao’s muscles tensed, suffering unbearable pain.
But the next moment, those exhilarating yet hateful fingers gently stroked his penis again, caressing it more passionately and ruthlessly, repeatedly pushing Fan Xiao to the brink of collapse.
“Will you disregard the rules and take risks again next time?” You Shulang’s voice was also hoarse.
“No, I’ll listen to you.” Fan Xiao’s reply was broken by his heavy breathing, “I’ll never do anything risky again.”
The speed increased, a tingling sensation shooting up from his tailbone, striking Fan Xiao’s brain at the same speed as You Shulang’s hand. When
the fingernails mercilessly scraped the glans, a white light appeared before Fan Xiao’s eyes, his vision obscured. He arched his back and finally ejaculated.
Thick semen dripped onto Fan Xiao’s chest. You Shulang dabbed some with his finger, smeared it on one side of Fan Xiao’s lips, and then
kissed the other side, whispering, “Fan Xiao, you’re dirty.”
You Shulang had been carried into the bathroom by Fan Xiao. Before the glass door had even fully closed, Fan Xiao had already squeezed half of his penis
inside .
He had indeed pushed Fan Xiao a bit too far today, and You Shulang was now willing to indulge him, relaxing his muscles and trying to accommodate him as much as possible.
“You Shulang, you’re too fierce.” Fan Xiao thrust in deeply, without pausing for a moment, and began to move his hips. “You
‘re punishing me like this before I’ve even done it. If I did, wouldn’t you be murdering your husband?”
Too heavy, too fast, You Shulang was struggling. He braced himself against the wall with one hand and used the other to pull Fan Xiao towards him for a kiss. His previous coldness and
indifference vanished captivating tenderness in his eyes: “If you don’t make mistakes, I’ll only spoil you.”
Fan Xiao deepened the kiss, their lips and tongues intertwining. His hand, which had been holding You Shulang’s, slowly moved down, grasping his equally substantial member.
*Teacher You, I’ve learned it. Can you give me a test and see how I do?*
Fan Xiao’s voice, muffled by the sound of swallowing saliva, sent alarm bells ringing in You Shulang’s mind: “No need…” Before
he could finish speaking, You Shulang’s back arched backward, letting out a breathtakingly soft moan.
Practice proved that Fan Xiao not only learned it, but also applied it in other ways, freely improvising.
Now, You Shulang was caught in a pincer attack. Fan Xiao was extremely skilled at manipulation, his fingers exceptionally nimble.
The intense pleasure of his penis pressing against his sensitive spot in his rear, combined with the extreme emptiness from the unreleased front, created a bittersweet experience, a tug-of-war between heaven and hell, leaving You Shulang feeling as if he were trapped in fire and water, unable to escape.
“Say something nice.”
You Shulang knew Fan Xiao was wicked and vengeful, and not wanting to struggle with him, he delivered the most lethal blow: “Husband.” Sure
enough, the thing inside him swelled even more: “Say it again.”
You Shulang’s eyes were hazy as he kissed Fan Xiao, his voice trembling even more: “Husband.”
Like a machine suddenly wound up, Fan Xiao thrust forcefully into You Shulang about a hundred times, his thumb blocking the glans and preventing him from reaching the peak of desire. “Fan Xiao, Fan Xiao…” You Shulang rubbed his cheek against Fan Xiao’s chin, clinging to his last shred of clarity, trying
to reason with him,
“I’m not as unreasonable as you.”
“But you won’t budge even when I beg you. If Director You begs me, I’ll definitely do it.”
“…Please.”
Fan Xiao continued thrusting, focusing only on the sensitive spot: “Director You, beg me to defile you.”
You Shulang leaned weakly against Fan Xiao’s chest, each heavy breath a cry for release. With no other choice, he closed his eyes and repeated, “Fan Xiao, please…defile me.”
“Director You, do you know what truly constitutes ‘getting dirty’?”
Fan Xiao said, increasing the force of his thrusts, pounding into You Shulang from behind like a wild beast.
The unprecedented sensation left You Shulang no time to even feel alarm before he was forced into an abyss of desire. His body had never trembled like this, his soul never felt so shattered. Realizing things were out of control, You Shulang could only manage to utter, “No…”
The next moment, with Fan Xiao’s final, all-out thrust, You Shulang’s penis was finally released, and white semen and pale yellow fluid spurted out simultaneously, spraying onto the misty… On the wall.
Before he could recover from the shock, shame, and climax, You Shulang felt a powerful stream of water gushing from within, spraying continuously against the inner wall, making him shiver.
You Shulang was overwhelmed by the increasingly clear guess, and even more shamefully, the hot, powerful water not only prolonged the afterglow of his climax but also gave him an unprecedented pleasure, like the depravity brought by the fall of civilization.
Leaning back against Fan Xiao, You Shulang closed his eyes, accepting wave after wave of pleasure. Helpless and ashamed, he could only cover his eyes with his elbow and whisper, “Fan Xiao, you’re dead.”
“I know,” Fan Xiao lowered his head to kiss him. “Please, Director You, leave me a whole corpse.”
The flower wine was opened, and the water poured down, revealing, indistinct flesh-colored bodies and souls embracing.
