Gong Lixin closed his eyes and tasted the same taste in Song Haoran’s mouth and confirmed that both of them took a lust-inducing medicine. Putting his hands on Song Haoran’s arm, he didn’t know if he should follow his inner desire and hold on, or follow etiquette and push him away. While he was in a dilemma, Song Haoran’s hand went under his white shirt and pulled on the two red beans in the middle of his chest, causing him to shiver and let out a low moan.

  Lin Wenbo’s eyes had long become golden coloured and he locked the door as an afterthought. While he watched the two kissing, he quickly took off his clothes.

  Song Haoran’s lips had been removed from the youth’s mouth and went to kiss the other’s neck, collarbone, red beans and lower abdomen. He stripped off the youth’s clothes, uncovering the other’s bare body and finally stopped at the cute and tender most place of the youth. He held the member gently and rhythmically sucked on it.

  "Ah!" Gong Lixin yelled, pushing against his arms as he supported his upper body. He looked at Song Haoran, who was buried face-first in his lower body, with tears in his eyes and shook his head as he let out a soft sound and begged him to stop. He felt it as his most fragile place was covered by a soft and warm mouth. His tight nerves were about to break from the pleasure. His member was already standing tall and ready to go and his whole body was dyed a shade of pink. His fair-skinned toes curled up tightly and he scrambled to hold onto the sheets beneath him.

  The young man’s appearance showed his lust-filled emotions and Lin Wenbo saw this. His lower body swelled even more, to the point of explosion. He climbed quickly onto the bed and sat behind the teenager being ruthlessly ravaged, grabbed his soft body from behind and tilted his chin to kiss his wet red lips deeply, his thickness pressing against the other’s back. Their tongues entwined and rubbed against each other, making the teenager shiver violently.

  The delicate and cute tongue in his mouth taste of a few stray teardrops that had flowed down, adding saltiness to the smooth and sweet taste that spread across his tongue, making him even crazier. Song Haoran looked up, watched the teenager with his dark red irises before going back to take care of the teenager’s needs. He sucked, licked and rubbed the erection and used the member to stir up the teenager. High and low moans came out from that long and graceful neck, but as soon as the moan filled voice emerged, Lin Wenbo was there to swallow it whole.

  One took care of his upper body and the other took care of his lower body making him completely unable to think and fill his body with lustful desires.

  Stopping the kiss, he looked at those dark eyes that were now dyed a peach pink with crystalline tears clinging onto his eyelashes. Such a beautiful young man. Lin Wenbo inserted his tongue into the youth once again and stirred it around, there was no trace of the calm left, only a wolf with golden-brown eyes with desire burning fiercely.

  Song Haoran’s situation was far worse than his. He had his hand around his erection and pointed his member at the small, pink hole, his member flowing out with precum as it pushed in.

  "Ah~" Gong Lixin sobbed and a tear dropped from the corner of his eyes. This was the first time in his life that the pain was unbearable. Fortunately, he was a pure yin body so, he quickly adapted to the invasion of the foreign object without injury. Moreover, after the harsh pain, he slightly contracted the muscles around the acupoints and, before long, a bone-chilling, soul eclipsing pleasure passed through his limbs like a current, making him let out a pleasure-filled moan.

  Feeling the tender flesh around him now sucking him in, not only Song Haoran’s eyes were red, but even the white of his eyes became red. He almost couldn’t stand the pleasure and immediately pushed in further. This feeling was too good and his last line of endurance was used up long ago, just by staying inside the youth for a while. He paused for a second, waiting to be released by that tight grip, before he lowered himself and quickly pumped in and out, trying his best at every pump to hit the youth’s sensitive point each time. Once he did, the teenager screamed and burst into tears from the pleasure.

  Lin Wenbo wasn’t idle either. His tongue glided around the youth’s cute red beans, his skillful hand comforted the young man’s member while the other hand moved around back, rubbing his fingers against his slippery entrance, tentatively pushing them in.

  With the addition of one index finger, Song Haoran felt that tightening of the already tight place and the speed and strength of his movement increased even further.

  The waves of pleasure came one after another and Gong Lixin’s voice had gotten a little hoarse from all the yelling, but Lin Wenbo, who was already impatient, didn’t let him rest as he stuffed his swollen member into the other’s mouth.

  The tears in Gong Lixin’s eyes made his vision haze, but by instinct, he licked and sucked the object in his mouth, leaving long traces of his saliva even as Lin Wenbo wheezed and groaned. Lin Wenbo lost all control. He squinted and grunted as he held the youth’s head and vigorously moved his waist.

  Gong Lixin passively accepted the giant being in his mouth without any feeling of discomfort or shame in his heart, but there was a kind of unspeakable satisfaction and throbbing deep inside his heart.

  In his last life, while facing those human stoves, he didn’t want it and no one could make him emotional inclined to do it. In the end, Xiao Lin always gave him some medicine to force him into it. But facing Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo’s touch, even though he could control his body and mind, he could only allow himself to fall to their hands and deliver himself to them without reservation.

  Perhaps it was because he had stolen the two’s feelings through Gong Lixin’s body and thus didn’t truly belong to him, that’s why he was afraid of losing them. He would occasionally feel guilty, afraid to open his eyes one day and return to being the young master of the Underground Palace who had nothing and who could only wait for death in the dark palace. Therefore, he was like a moth attracted by fire and could only try his best to please them and make them happy.

  However, Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran didn’t know the complex and unspoken mood of the youth. They had long lost their mind and could only proclaim and vent their desire on the teenager’s slender body like two beasts without emotions.

  Song Haoran yelled and finally released. Lin Wenbo pumped and few more times before he too fired off. The young man with white liquid flowing down his abdomen leaned back, making Song Haoran’s slightly weakened body lean in as well. The giant member slid out, leaving a red and swollen hole from which white liquid flowed out from the chrysanthemum that couldn’t be closed. Lin Wenbo opened the teenager’s legs further even as he pulled him into his arms, ready to go in himself. The lubricating of the remaining liquid made it easier to insert his member and start moving from the get-go.

  The aftermath of the pleasurable action had not yet dissipated when a more intense and dense orgasm loomed in. Gong Lixin’s mouth was open wide as he gasped in a mouthful of air and his throat could no longer be said to be dry, but he could only open and close his mouth weakly as transparent saliva flowed out from the corner of the youth’s mouth

  Song Haoran squinted his eyes and saw his lustful and seductive expression and the place that had just softened, stood up again with full spirit. He gripped the youth’s member and pumped it fiercely, agitating it more before pulling away with long, silver wires attached to his hand. He licked the silver wire before wiping the rest of it on the youth’s cheek and neck. He then pressed against the young man’s body, rubbing his wet erection with his large one to relieve some of his desire.

  The three bodies overlapped, their limbs entangled to the point they didn’t where one person started and the other ended. A thick and musky fragrance floated in the air and could not be hidden away.

  ***

  In the early morning of the next day, before opening his sleepy eyes, before seeing the scene on the bed, his nose smelled the unusual scent first. Lin Wenbo’s pale golden irises dimmed a bit and his eyes lowered to his arms. With a frown on his face, he saw the youth in his arms. He had red marks all over his body and he saw that his abdomen was covered with suspicious white objects that had already dried up and had clumped together. There was even more of that mess between his legs. As if he was hit by a hammer, his mind became completely unable to think.

  As he waited for this whirlwind of feelings to pass, last night’s absurd events began to playback in his mind. The teenager shook his head and shouted no, his mouth sucked his member even as drops of tears rolled down his face. Every time he thought about that scene, his expression turned pale and his body became cold inch by inch as if falling into an ice cavern

  Lying on the other side of the bed, Song Haoran muttered to himself, also awake from the dream, and slowly sat up. He looked at the two holding each other on the bed and froze.

  He looked stunned and looked at the sight on the bed for a while; looked at his messy lower body for a while, but couldn’t return to reality for a long time. Lin Wenbo quietly stared at him, saw his light red irises gradually becoming darker. Once he saw that, he opened his mouth to whisper, "If you have something to say, say it in your room. Xiaoxin was tossed by us all night long, let him rest."

  Cautiously pulling his arm from the back of the youth’s neck, he gently patted him when he saw signs of the other waking. Seeing his brows stretch out and he quieted once again, Lin Wenbo got out of bed and hurriedly got dressed and went to Song Haoran’s room for a long talk.

  Song Haoran’s room was next to Lin Wenbo’s. Both men’s lower pubic hair was covered in dried and coagulated semen making them feel very uncomfortable. Therefore, when the two entered the room, they said nothing at first as they took care of the mess, taking this time to sort out their troubled mood.

  Once they were clean, the two sat next to each other on the edge of the bed and didn’t know where to start.

  After a while, Song Haoran couldn’t hold it in anymore. He hit the bedside with a heavy fist and asked violently, "Did you turn into a wolf last night? Why didn’t you stop?"

  "Why was I supposed to stop?" Lin Wenbo sneered, his tone no longer calm, "I was the first to hold Xiaoxin, he should be mine!"

  "What’s with this held first? The person who took his body first was me! You give up and forget everything about last night." Every detail of last night was engraved in his mind, torturing Song Haoran to no end. His eyes were flushed and the deep pain could be heard in his voice. He didn’t expect that he and his friend would do such a thing to the beloved youth.

  "From when we were young up until now, I always let you have it all? Why should I do that now? Xiaoxin is also precious to me! I will never give him up unless I die!" Lin Wenbo stood up, gripping Song Haoran’s collar in a tight grip. This was the first time he had lost his calm in front of his friend.

  "Ha! I would like to say the same thing to you! You want me to give up on Lixin? Over my dead body!" Song Haoran’s eyes were glowing red and he threw a hard punch aimed straight at Lin Wenbo’s cheek.

  Lin Wenbo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He then covered his arms with layers of metal before he struck back with a solid ’iron fist’. Song Haoran was unwilling to show any weakness. His first ignited in fire and came rushing forth as well. The two quickly fought against each other in the narrow room, neither of them willing to give up. The fragile walls and floors cracked due to the unbridled force of the two and the walls were falling in.

  After another ten minutes of fighting, they heard a loud noise. The floor was punched through by Lin Wenbo’s iron fist, making a large hole. The two fell to the room below. A few screams broke through a cloud of dust. Lin Wenbo had just recovered from the fall and they both secretly thought: