WARNING: Contains light sex scenes.
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Wu Liang got up and stood behind Meng Qian, leaving the young university student tense, what was young master Wu going to do? Would he kiss him again?
Meng Qian was suddenly tense, he was looking forward to the kiss and at the same time he felt repelled by the approach that made him nervous, in the end, young master Wu didn't do much.
"If you play this part faster, it will be better… And this part with stronger touches gives the feeling of despair of the final part of the song…" Wu Liang started to say and played on the piano's white keys, his body was plastered to Meng Qian's back. The young university student felt the strong heartbeat of young master Wu.
The warm breath in Meng Qian's ear made the young college student shiver, and he felt the tips of his ears heat up, his firm hands shivered a little.
"Brother Meng, do you understand?" Wu Liang asked when he didn't see Meng Qian react to his instructions. This time, his lips touched the other man's ear, startling Meng Qian and making him turn to face Wu Liang.
The two exchanged glances, Wu Liang had a calm and innocent look, Meng Qian had a shy and confused look, his face began to heat up. Wu Liang's breath touched his face, Meng Qian felt thirsty again and his lips seemed to dry once more.
Wu Liang's perfume was natural, like the smell of wet grass in the sun, the strong musky smell and seemed to attract even more Meng Qian, he could only think that he wanted to hug the young man in front of him and put his nose on the man's neck and smell the scent.
This time it was Meng Qian who acted and pulled Wu Liang close, the kiss was awkward and made young master Wu open his eyes in surprise. Meng Qian's warm lips were trembling, he had never kissed anyone, the other time it was Wu Liang who had kissed him and acted.
"Open your mouth, Brother Meng" Wu Liang urged in a whisper against Meng Qian's quivering lips. The young college student had his eyes closed and looked adorable doing that.
Wu Liang's tongue entered Meng Qian's mouth and the two exchanged caresses, Wu Liang brought the other man into his arms. He was strong and took Meng Qian to the sofa, leaving the boy in his lap, keeping their lips together.
The third kiss and Meng Qian was already weakly clinging to young master Wu, his mind was blank, he only felt the warmth of the young man's body against his own body and the rapid breath on his face.
Wu Liang's calloused hand went under Meng Qian's shirt, touching the warm, smooth skin, his fingers gripping the pink nipple, rubbing the nipple until it became rigid and sensitive. He who didn't know how to act pulled the nipple hard, making Meng Qian jerk and moan as his lips released.
"Brother Meng is so cute and sensitive…" Wu Liang said hoarsely while still rubbing his stiff nipple between his callused fingers.
Meng Qian didn't ask to stop, just hid his face in Wu Liang's neck, taking advantage of that Wu Liang's other hand also got under his shirt and held the other solitary nipple, rubbing until it was rigid, Meng Qian had the breath trembling.
Meng Qian felt that his groin was hot, and his cock opened a tent, he unzipped his pants and held his dick inside his underwear, he needed to relieve himself. He had even lost the shame of being watched, he wanted to reach relief.
Wu Liang looked at this erotic image and couldn't help but feel even more attracted to the uninhibited protagonist. He pulled on both nipples at the same time, biting Meng Qian's ear. It made Meng Qian's pain and pleasure grow, as his hand rose and fell on his cock, he arched in a rising moan, ejaculated into his own hand.
Meng Qian was panting and shivering, tired and sleepy. He still didn't feel ashamed, it was almost natural that he could show himself like that to young master Wu.
This feeling was strange and came a second time to Meng Qian, but when he thought about it, that feeling faded and the thought became strange as if something blocked that kind of thinking.
"Brother Meng was so erotic now…" Wu Liang said, kissing Meng Qian's flushed cheek. Soft and gentle kisses, letting the other person feel warm in their heart.
Wu Liang helped Meng Qian to clean himself with wet handkerchiefs and hugged him on the sofa, the two of them were silent. The irrational thought that he belonged in that embrace passed through Meng Qian's mind, he couldn't help but be pleased, but it could only be irrational since there was no reason for him to think so.
They stayed like that until Aunt Lee went into the living room to ask them to go to bed, of course, they walked away before Aunt Lee saw the two young men hugging. Each went to their own room, Meng Qian wasn't going to get much sleep again.
Meng Qian only remembered the few moments in the room, thoughts, and reason colliding, mixing it all up with the pleasure and guilt he felt. He only managed to sleep much later, he made a resolution that he had to put a line where young master Wu could not cross.
He could no longer give in to young master Wu's kindness and warmth.
Meanwhile, Wu Liang was taking a cold shower to cool his body down, he had to hold back tightly not to go any further with the protagonist. The erotic image of Meng Qian leaped into Wu Liang's mind, the young man breathing heavily as he uninhibitedly masturbated while having his nipples caressed.
Wu Liang had his cock very erect and throbbing, even the cold water couldn't cool down the images that were etched in his mind. He took a deep breath and began to masturbate, rising and falling on his big, pulsing dick, his hand was quick, but the desire to be with the protagonist grew more.
Just when he cummed was when his mind got back to normal. After his shower, he went to bed and stared at the ceiling for a while.
Xiao Yao System: You are working HARD today!
Yu Liang: (...)
Xiao Yao System: As HARD as it may be, hang in there...
Yu Liang: Enough with the jokes with "hard"! I understood.
Xiao Yao System: You're very sensitive, it must be HARD to think like that...
Yu Liang ignored the system, he understood that after today the protagonist would want to put distance between them. He felt relieved to think about it because he was also losing himself to Meng Qian's charms.
Unfortunately, there was a hateful feeling of loss at the thought of being treated more coldly by the protagonist, but Yu Liang ignored that feeling.