My Little Poplar - Chap 119
“73, 74, 75…” Bai Xinyu clenched his teeth but his arms were already numb with pain like lead, the breath he was holding was released, his hands fell out and he fell to the ground.
Yu Fengcheng smiled, drops down from the bar that causes upward movement, sat next to him, pinches his nose: “What’s the matter, only seventy or so and you can’t do it?”
Bai Xinyu slapped his hand away, took a breath and said: “I’ve been too busy lately, I’ll compete with you when I’m in good shape.”
“You can’t beat me when you’re at your best.”
Bai Xinyu kicked him in the face, laughing and shouting: “Run with me if you can.”
Yu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows and said: “Are you bullying me, the cripple, again?”
“Aren’t you better?”
“I can’t do long distance running yet.” Yu Fengcheng leaned down, his lips touched Bai Xinyu’s soft lips.
Bai Xinyu wraps his arms around his neck, kisses him passionately, smiled and said: “I haven’t had enough.”
Yu Fengcheng ran his hand over his sweaty chest, it feels smooth and firm and said: “Neither have I.”
Bai Xinyu bit his chin: “Carry me to the shower.”
Yu Fengcheng grabbed his arm, rolled over and put him on his back and walked to the bathroom. His leg injury has almost healed but it will take a long rehab to get close to his old mobility.
Into the bathroom, Yu Fengcheng turns on the rosette and put Bai Xinyu down, the cold water instantly washes over his body, taking some of the summer heat away.
Bai Xinyu tugged at his trousers and said: “You don’t take off your trousers in the shower, huh?”
Yu Fengcheng laughs ambiguously: “You do too.”
“You can’t take off your own trousers when you’re in love.” Bai Xinyu laughed shamelessly.
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Yu Fengcheng pulled down his trousers and laughed in his ear: “I agree.” He pressed Bai Xinyu against the wall, gagging on those lips forcefully and roughly, sucking hard, while one hand went around Bai Xinyu’s buttocks, gripping and rubbing hard, the firmness and smoothness of the hand, never tired of touching.
Bai Xinyu kisses him lingeringly, while stroking Yu Fengcheng’s firm back, his long legs quietly hooked around Yu Fengcheng’s legs, deliberately rubbing his bottom against Yu Fengcheng’s underwear, making both of them feel hot with desire.
They were too strong, they had just done it once in the morning and now after the workout, their cerebral cortexes were even more aroused and they were all hot and bothered.
Yu Fengcheng’s fingers squeeze effortlessly into the still soft, wet hole, something sticky and slippery stains his fingers, he knows it is his own residue from Bai Xinyu’s body. He nibbled on Bai Xinyu’s neck and said: “Can we not wear condoms anymore? It’s so nice to cum inside you.”
“You’re comfortable, I have to clean up(back there). Don’t bite.”
“I’ll wash you… You don’t like condoms either, you’ll feel better if I fuck you with the real thing.” Yu Fengcheng put three fingers together, pumping up and down the canal, the cool bath water flowing down the slit, carried by Yu Fengcheng’s hand movements into the narrow hole.
Bai Xinyu craned his neck up, a groan of impatience escaped his throat, the friction of his fingers was no longer enough, he longed for something thicker, longer and harder to fill him. He urged: “Cut the crap, get it in.”