Blooming Flowers, Silent Sorrow

Chapter 106

Huai En's ejaculation this time could be described as prolonged. He had been holding back for too long. In the past, when his temper flared, he could only think about resolving it on his own. This kind of thorough sexual encounter was simply worlds apart. He could only obtain this extreme pleasure and satisfaction from this person.

Xiao Bao's head was heavy, leaning against his shoulder, eyes closed, panting heavily. From his angle, he could only see the beautiful curve of Xiao Bao's chin and the constantly moving Adam's apple.

Huai En felt that his desire had not been extinguished at all; instead, it had become even more intense.

Huai En held his waist tightly with one hand, while the other sensually caressed his chest, slowly accumulating strength.

After slowly coming to from the climax, Xiao Bao immediately felt the hot thing still inside him, his intestines filled with fluid, hot and full, making him uncomfortable. Yet, the thing was still inserted in his backdoor, squirming, blocking him tightly. This feeling was indescribably awful, and it made him extremely ashamed.

He weakly tapped Huai En's arm. "P...pull it out."

Huai En licked Xiao Bao's ears and chin, murmuring, "Let me stay a little longer, it feels so good, Xiao Bao, you're really hot inside." After saying that, he intentionally pushed a bit.

Xiao Bao exclaimed, clearly feeling that thing starting to swell and harden again, mercilessly squeezing the space in his intestines. Fluid began to seep out from his anus, making the already slippery entrance even wetter. The place where they connected was a mess, like a burst pudding.

Huai En let out a satisfied groan, slowly pulling out a bit, and the blocked fluid flowed out. Just as Xiao Bao was about to protest, Huai En thrust back in, making a lewd sound. Xiao Bao felt even fuller down there, while Huai En seemed to find it amusing, chuckling softly.

Furious, Xiao Bao turned his head and slammed his head against Huai En's. Huai En gasped, tightened the arm around Xiao Bao's waist, and with a strong turn, they switched positions, with Xiao Bao's back facing him, pressed underneath.

Xiao Bao cursed, "Pull out! Screw you!! Pull out now!!"

Huai En lifted Xiao Bao's waist, raising it high so Xiao Bao knelt in front of him. Xiao Bao was limp, allowing him to manipulate him. This posture was really too licentious, causing Xiao Bao's face to flush red.

Huai En comfortingly and lovingly kissed from Xiao Bao's back all the way to his tailbone, circling and massaging Xiao Bao's buttocks. The sensation of that tender and delicate flesh in his hands made his whole body boil.

Huai En's erect member began to slowly tease inside Xiao Bao's body. Xiao Bao felt uncomfortable and his eyes turned red as he glared fiercely at Huai En.

Huai En leaned over and kissed him, saying, "I'll pull out."

With that, he really pulled out his thing with a jerk. Xiao Bao's body trembled, and his rear hole sprayed out like opening a floodgate, flowing down his fair, tender thighs with a gurgling sound. His whole buttocks shimmered with a layer of moisture, and his ravaged, swollen little hole timidly contracted. The milky white liquid slowly turned into a small stream, flowing for a long time before stopping.

Huai En had a full view of this angle, and watching it made him feel like he was burning up, restless. He inserted two fingers into the wet flesh hole, stirring inside. Because Xiao Bao's buttocks were raised high, Huai En's bodily fluids inside Xiao Bao's intestines were not wiped clean at all. When he probed inside, it was still sticky and wet, opening up the flesh hole like an incompletely closed deep, narrow mouth, making it easier to enter and exit.

Huai En pressed something hard against Xiaobao's thigh and rubbed it. He said considerately, "Xiaobao, it's not clean. Let me clean it for you." With that, his slender fingers kept pushing in and deftly digging out, scratching the delicate and sensitive intestinal wall intermittently. Xiaobao felt his body trembling like a leaf in the wind, and the eerie pleasure surged unbridled.

Wet and sticky fluids dripped down along the manipulated crimson orifice. Xiaobao choked back a sob, feeling too embarrassed and conspicuous by the way Huai En's two fingers were playing with him.

He was completely engulfed in the whirlpool of lust, unable to find his way out. His rational mind told him to stop this absurd and unreasonable behavior immediately, but his body could not resist this overwhelming pleasure. He still vividly remembered the ecstasy he had experienced with this person, time and time again, and how willing he was to please him, wishing to present all the beauty of the world before him.

Is loving someone a matter of habit? It's like rushing headlong towards a cliff, regardless of danger, fear, regret, or the desire to stop. Even though you can see the danger and are afraid, once you start, you can't stop, destined to fall into the abyss and shatter into pieces.

He had long regretted it, had long wanted to stop, had tried many times, many methods, but there were still so many people behind him, dragging him, helping him, trying so hard to make him stop. However, he couldn't stop in the end. He must have been running too fast, too urgently, too recklessly. Even if he fell to pieces, he deserved it, he was pathetic.

Who told him that the most precious thing in his life would be at the edge of the cliff?

Xiao Bao buried his face deeply in the pillow, tears wetting a large area. He always made all sorts of stupid decisions in his life, bringing various troubles to himself and those around him to different degrees. People like him, even if they have another stroke of bad luck, will only be called pathetic, and will be said to be self-inflicted.

Putting everything he had left on the line for another gamble, could it bring him true sincerity?

"Xiao Bao... Xiao Bao..." Huai En called his name lovingly as he pushed his manhood in, his sensitive flesh walls being stretched inch by inch, his rigid shaft penetrating deeply. The waves of desire spread from the place where the two connected to their whole bodies. Huai En began to thrust slowly and then faster, his hand moving to the front, stroking Xiao Bao's half-soft manhood, his fingertips rubbing against the wet tip. Xiao Bao's moans changed.

He was being pushed forward continuously, his body moving in a rhythmic motion, the sound of flesh hitting flesh and heavy breathing interweaving in the calm moonlight. The air seemed to heat up, escalating along with the rising desire, until it reached a crazy peak.

Xiao Bao's lower body was almost numb from the manipulation, his arms and legs feeling sore and weak. His lips were swollen from kissing. However, Huai En, even after several rounds, still had the energy to delicately wash Xiao Bao's body and change to fresh sheets. His expression was extremely joyful and satisfied during all of this. Whenever Xiao Bao looked at him, he smiled, gentle and happy. Such a beautiful person with such a smile could melt anyone's heart.

Unfortunately, Xiao Bao's amazement didn't last long. His eyelids were fighting to stay open, his whole body feeling drowsy, too tired to even speak, almost passing out at any moment.

Huai En held him in his arms, gently kissing his face, a gesture of cherishing that was truly moving.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, fumbling behind his back and pulling out a hard object, hanging it around Xiao Bao's neck. Xiao Bao, half-lidded, looked at him.

Huai En seemed a bit shy, whispering, "This... is something everyone should have... a token of love... I have one just like it, don't I? Normally, both people... have one."

Xiao Bao glanced down, but it was too dark to see clearly. He was just too exhausted and sleepy, hardly paying attention to what Huai En was saying.

Seeing Xiao Bao's dazed look, Huai En kissed his eyelids and softly said, "Sleep, Xiao Bao, sleep. I won't disturb you until your poison clears. You're tired, sleep."

A warm current flowed through Xiao Bao's heart. In Huai En's warm embrace and gentle kisses, he sank into dreams.