Lip and Sword：唇枪 Volume 1 by Jin Shisi Chai

Author:Jin Shisi Chai
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance, danmei
Publisher: ViaLactea

Liao Hui left bitterly and angrily. As soon this group of gang members walked out of the hotel room, Xing Ming was pushed onto the bed by Yu Zhongye.

The force of Yu Zhongye’s hands was so overwhelming that Xing Ming was almost powerless to resist. Instinct drove him to struggle a bit, but then he lost strength and obediently allowed Yu Zhongye to tear his shirt and pants apart and strip them off.

He was stripped bare, like the flesh of a fruit that had been peeled from its shell, exposing itself unreservedly. Xing Ming lay with both hands on the bed and his knees bent down in a kneel, his back toward Yu Zhongye. The dim lights in the hotel reflected from his skin in a way that made it seem even paler. It was so fair that it appeared stainless, untainted, and almost transparent.

Suddenly, a belt fiercely slammed into Xing Ming’s back, and that ashen-pale skin immediately grew a freshly bloody welt.

The “discipline” Yu Zhongye had mentioned was not some ambiguous euphemism. The belt in his hand swung up and down, each slap genuinely smashing into Xing Ming’s back. But Xing Ming suddenly felt relieved from the pain, as if the slight panic, unwillingness, and rage inside his heart had found the gate for release—many people had said that the reason he was not obedient enough all boiled down to the fact that he had grown up without a father around to discipline him.

Soon his back became messy with bruises and bloodstains, but Xing Ming only clenched his teeth, not uttering a sound. He stabilized his body, not swinging or shaking, with just his flushed, dripping cock hanging at his crotch, swaying to the rhythm of the belt’s blows.

After about two dozen lashes with the whip, just like their first time together, that man tied the belt tight around Xing Ming’s neck and entered from behind.

Unlubricated, the dry hole suffered from its breaching, and Xing Ming struggled involuntarily, his arm swinging to grasp the injured right arm of Yu Zhongye.

“Laoshi, your arm…” Yu Zhongye’s cock had only gone in half way. Xing Ming still preserved a little bit of consciousness and feared that he would enrage his bedpartner.

“It doesn’t matter.” Yu Zhongye raised Xing Ming up almost completely with just one hand, trapping him entirely in his embrace. He forcefully thrust in, bottoming out in one rush.

Xing Ming sat in Yu Zhongye’s lap, his wound-ridden back rubbing back and forth against Yu Zhongye’s chest. Agony and pleasure fervently intertwined. He clumsily participated, spreading apart his thighs with great effort and pulling his body up and down and up and down, trying to get the length inside him to reach more deeply, despite that length having already explored so deeply and oppressively that it felt like it would burst out of his abdomen at any moment.

The hard cock in the soft cavity thrusted back and forth and rubbed in circles. Then, Yu Zhongye suddenly raised his hand to press on the back of Xing Ming’s neck, forcing him to lower his head and look at that thing.

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