Chapter 53#
Chu Tan blinked. Why did Little Master’s body have so many strange switches?#
Rong Yu, seeing that Chu Tan had not moved for a long time, lifted his eyelids and looked down. When he saw those things, he was also stunned.
This was a themed love hotel.
Chu Tan took out the several jade phalluses and brought them before Rong Yu’s eyes. “Which one does Young Master like?”
Rong Yu looked at him sideways with a smile, his gaze flirtatious, still carrying the remnants of desire.
“I like yours.”
Chu Tan was pleased by his words, a smile spilling from the corners of his brows. He wrapped his arms around Rong Yu and kissed his lips. “Then tell me, Young Master, what is so good about mine?”
Rong Yu reached his hand down to feel it, grasping the thick, thick cock in his palm. The shaft was entwined with bulging veins, pulsing faintly, radiating scorching heat, and it was heavy, full of substance.
“It’s thick, it’s hard, it’s long.” Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, seeming to truly be experiencing and evaluating. “Most importantly, it’s enduring.”
Rong Yu licked his lips, his expression quite satisfied.
Chu Tan smiled, feeling that the young man’s blunt utterance of these lewd words and obscene phrases was not lewd at all, but rather quite adorable.
“This one really isn’t good, it’s too cold.” And who knew how many people had used it before.
Chu Tan tossed the jade phallus aside, privately thinking that he would have Jiang Qi find a piece of warm jade later and carve a jade phallus in a one-to-one ratio modeled after his own penis. Only then could he truly make Little Master feel good.
He picked up the small round jar. The ointment inside was snow-white and fine. He dipped his fingertip in, and with a light press, it melted away, emitting a strange fragrance.
The scent made one’s blood surge with heat.
“It seems there are also aphrodisiacs in this.” Chu Tan said, “Does Young Master want to try it?”
Rong Yu looked at him. “What if I say I don’t want to?”
Chu Tan’s thin lips parted slightly, spitting out two words, “Request denied.”
He lifted Rong Yu up, turning him over to lie face down across his lap. Rong Yu lay naked, like a snow-white lamb waiting for slaughter, forming a graceful, moving curve from the nape of his neck to his heels.
Especially the plump, soft twin mounds, pressed closely together, with a deep cleft between them that inspired endless fantasies. This was the most voluptuous part of Rong Yu’s body. Chu Tan’s hand kneaded it, the white, delicate flesh almost spilling from between his fingers like juice.
Chu Tan couldn’t help but raise his hand and give it a smack.
The buttock flesh bounced with full elasticity, like rolling white waves.
Chu Tan honestly swallowed his saliva, but Rong Yu was somewhat annoyed. No mentally sound adult would be happy being spanked like this. He didn’t have any peculiar fetishes.
“Chu Tan, you are insolent.”
But Chu Tan, being extremely wicked, slapped him twice more. The feel was too good, so soft and springy, smooth and fine like satin.
“Chu Tan! You are audacious!” The pain was secondary; it was mainly the humiliation. Rong Yu struggled to get down, but his waist was firmly pressed, and he could no longer move.
“In bed, Young Master need not say such things.” Chu Tan said, “After all, I have already done more presumptuous things than this.”
That said, Chu Tan did not spank him again. Two bright red handprints had already surfaced on the pale, soft buttocks, looking both pitiful and alluring, like a perfectly ripe peach.
He held the two buttock cheeks and spread them apart, exposing the secret place hidden within the cleft.
The tender pink opening was tightly closed, shrinking slightly due to its owner’s discomfort. Around it were fine, dense wrinkles clustered in a ring, like a small flower.
Chu Tan looked for a long time, so long that Rong Yu couldn’t help but glare at him. “Have you looked enough?”
After all, it was his most private place, not meant for that purpose. Rong Yu was still somewhat nervous. He had never seen it himself, didn’t know what it looked like.
If Chu Tan dared to show even a hint of disgust, the proud Little Master secretly swore that from now on, Chu Tan wouldn’t touch a single hair on his body.
But he didn’t wait for Chu Tan’s disgust; instead, he received a gentle kiss, landing on his opening.
“It’s very beautiful. I like it very much.”
Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, his ears inexplicably feeling a bit hot.
He was lustful, and he indulged his desires. In bed, he had always been unrestrained, candidly facing his own desires without ever feeling shame. But at this moment, from the bottom of his heart, a hint of what might be called shyness suddenly arose.
It was like being lightly pricked by something, the tip of his heart softening, and the anger that had just risen was suddenly extinguished.
He lay on Chu Tan’s lap, his fingers clutching the blanket beneath him, silently burying his face.
“Hurry up.” His voice was muffled, with a kind of forced arrogance.
Chu Tan’s brows curved slightly. His fingertip lightly touched the opening, pressing a couple of times. The tender pink hole was clean, carrying the fragrance of flower petals from his bath earlier.
It shrank with every touch, incredibly endearing.
Chu Tan picked up the small round jar, scooped out a large blob of ointment, and smeared it on the opening.
The ointment was very cold. The moment it touched, goosebumps rose on Rong Yu’s skin. “Hiss——”
Chu Tan stroked his back, while his other hand’s index finger circled the opening. The ointment gradually melted like oil, making the entire crevice glisten.
As Chu Tan circled, he began to press harder, his finger pushing inward, rubbing into the tightly closed little opening, sinking in up to a fingertip.
Rong Yu bit his lip. The foreign sensation made him very uncomfortable, and he wanted to escape. Fortunately, Chu Tan kept comforting him, his warm palm stroking down from the nape of his neck along his spine, like petting a cat, gradually smoothing Rong Yu’s nearly explosive fur.
And Chu Tan finally inserted one finger.
Then he began to try a second, then a third.
Rong Yu’s hands tightly gripped the blanket, his fingertips turning white from the force, pale blue veins winding and bulging, as if he was enduring to his absolute limit.
“Relax, don’t tense up.” Chu Tan’s voice was gentle. At times like this, he was no longer that wicked bad dog, but very patient, very meticulous, able to notice every change in Rong Yu’s emotions.
“Isn’t it done yet?” Rong Yu asked in a hoarse voice.
Chu Tan surveyed the stretched opening, comparing it to his own size, and shook his head. “Need one more finger.”
His knobby, distinct fingers pumped in and out of the crimson opening, coated with slick liquid. The ointment seeped into the intestines with the stretching, gradually beginning to take effect.
A hot, numbing impulse shot up from the hole, forcing it to contract and squirm continuously. Rong Yu also let out a low moan.
By the time the opening could fully accommodate four fingers, sweat had broken out on Chu Tan’s forehead. He let out a breath, withdrew his hand, and then turned Rong Yu over to lie on his back.
Rong Yu’s face was also covered in sweat. His fair cheeks were flushed a bright red, especially the skin around his eyes, pinkish-white, looking as hazy as if drunk.
Chu Tan smoothed Rong Yu’s hair and tucked a soft pillow under his waist, lifting his hips a little higher.
Then he gripped the roots of his thighs with both hands, spreading them apart as far as they would go, until the soft, wet little opening was revealed.
He pressed his ready, throbbing cock against it.
“Rong Yu.” Chu Tan called his name in a low voice.
Rong Yu looked at him somewhat dazedly, and then came a tearing pain from below.
“Ah…”
Even though it had been stretched with four fingers, Chu Tan’s member was too large. The opening could hardly bear it. Only the head had entered partway, and Rong Yu was already crying out in pain.
Even his hazy consciousness, numbed by the aphrodisiac, was awakened by the pain.
“Chu Tan, is that thing of yours a donkey’s?! It hurts like hell!” Rong Yu cursed with a frown. His neck was arched high, covered in glistening sweat beads. “Get it out now!”
The tender atmosphere from before was swept away in an instant.
Chu Tan’s brow furrowed slightly, looking a bit innocent. “You just praised me for being thick and long.”
“That was then, I’m in pain now!” Rong Yu’s face had turned pale. “Fuck, am I going to get an anal fissure?!”
How was that treated in ancient times? He definitely didn’t want anyone else looking at his ass!
“It hasn’t torn. Relax, Young Master.” Chu Tan bent down, hot sweat flowing down his sturdy back. He took Rong Yu’s red nipple into his mouth, while one hand caressed his sensitive waist, doing his best to soothe him.
He was in pain too, actually. The opening was tightly constricting around his glans, preventing him from entering even half an inch, feeling like it was going to be cut off.
“Rong Yu, Rong Yu.” Chu Tan called his name again, sweat dripping from his brow. “Relax, let me in and it will be fine.”
He sucked and licked his nipple, biting gently with his lips and teeth. A tingling, numbing pleasure spread like an electric current. His sensitive waist was also being continuously stroked. Rong Yu could feel Chu Tan’s pity and affection. He took deep breaths, trying hard to calm himself down.
Chu Tan scooped up another blob of ointment and smeared it around the edge. The effects doubled as it penetrated the opening—hotter, softer, and itchier.
When Rong Yu was no longer in so much pain, Chu Tan kissed his collarbone and pushed in with a force that was slow yet undeniable.
The never-before-trodden intestines were instantly filled by his flesh rod. Rong Yu’s eyes widened slightly, his breath stopping for a moment, his hands scratching ten red marks on Chu Tan’s back.
But Chu Tan narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
It was tighter and hotter than a cunt here, a perfectly molded cock-sheath, encasing him completely. The intestinal flesh writhed and clung tightly to him.
It gave him a feeling of intimacy as if his very soul were embracing Rong Yu’s, so good it made his scalp tingle.
Chu Tan panted a couple of times, then kissed Rong Yu’s eyes, nose, and lips again.
“Rong Yu, Yu’er, so comfortable, so hot.” His hoarse voice couldn’t hide his excitement. He had finally completely possessed Rong Yu.
He moved his hips, slowly beginning to thrust. The intestinal flesh was pulled by his bulging-veined cock, spread open and churned, molded into various shapes.
Rong Yu couldn’t help but wrap his arms tightly around Chu Tan’s neck. He was so full it felt like his back hole was going to split open, as if he could hear the tearing sound of his flesh. Yet a secret, tingling pleasure rose from his tailbone, gradually replacing the pain.
He let out a soft moan, which Chu Tan heard and kissed him passionately. Their lips and tongues intertwined, and Rong Yu’s already limited oxygen was stolen. His misty eyes finally shed tears, and his face was flushed red.
Chu Tan released him, licking his lips, and began to put force into his waist.
His ferocious root began to plunder deeper, pulling out a section, then thrusting in with force, gradually returning to its fierce nature.
Until he hit an especially soft protrusion, and he heard Rong Yu’s moans change pitch, rising at least two octaves.
Chu Tan blinked. Why did Little Master’s body have so many strange switches?
He thrust against it again.
Rong Yu let out another cry, his intestinal flesh clenching tightly around him, so good it was nearly killing him.
“What place is this?” Student Chu asked curiously.
“The prostate.” Teacher Rong took a breath. “You have one too.”
“I have one too?”
“Unless you’re not a man.” Rong Yu showed a hint of a teasing smile. He had completely recovered from the earlier pain, and was now being fucked very comfortably.
His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, heavy desire churning within them. He looked at Chu Tan sideways, the corners of his lips curving up. “Why don’t you let me try? I can make you feel good too.”
Chu Tan raised an eyebrow, only saying, “It seems I’m not working hard enough, that you still have energy to think about other things.”
He straightened his waist, gripping Rong Yu’s thighs and fucking him with deep, powerful strokes. The purplish-red cock thrust fiercely in and out of the opening, each pass ruthlessly grinding against that soft protrusion.
The melted ointment mixed with the lewd fluids, flowing out and being churned into obscene white foam, smeared around the pink opening.
Wet, sticky sounds rang out continuously, mixed with Rong Yu’s broken moans.
“Haah… so good… so fucking good…”
The intestinal wall and the cock rubbed against each other, both hotter than the other, nearly sparking, burning Rong Yu until his whole body trembled.
His upper body had no strength left, lying limp on the bed, but his ass and thighs were painfully sensitive. Every bit of pleasure was amplified infinitely, crashing against his brain like waves.
Especially when his prostate was struck, intense pleasure surged over him, nearly drowning Rong Yu.
His eyes were unfocused, rolling back, pleasure nearly robbing him of his senses. Only his red lips opened and closed, spitting out wanton moans.
“Haah… so good… fuck me… ah… Chu Tan…”
Even Chu Tan, seeing that enchanting face making such a lewd, wanton expression, cursed with a laugh and fiercely slapped the soft, pale buttock flesh.
“You’re so fucking slutty.”
Rong Yu no longer had the presence of mind to curse him. He was immersed in an endless sea of desire, tossing and falling, unable to find the surface or a way out.
Chu Tan was his only piece of driftwood in the world. He clung to him, enjoying the ultimate ecstasy.
Outside the window, the bright moon hung high. Inside the room, red gauze curtains rolled.
They were tightly intertwined, from body to soul, perfectly matched.
[Author’s Note:] Dog: For props, the ones you make yourself are the ones you can trust
Second update accomplished! Muah muah muah muah muah