Deep in the Act - Chapter 63

[Chapter 62 (2)]

His lips moved, but he didn’t speak. The more he was like this, Xiao Feiyue pushed forward: “Which one of you chased whom? Was it natural, or was there some reason? The scale of the movie is so big, are you confused for a while? I mean , you guys…”

Zhen Xin stretched out his arm to block him, Xiao Fei immediately realized that he was overstepping the rules, and just about to explain, a guy wearing a Texas cowboy hat rushed over to Zhen Xin, and said hello and took his phone Showing him, Zhen Xin waved her hand indifferently, the man seemed to be deliberately pulling him endlessly.

“Hi,” at this time someone on the other side spoke to Zhang Zhun, “newbie.”

Zhang Zhun was visibly nervous, not the nervousness of encountering a narrow road, but the awkwardness and bewilderment that only a straight man encounters a gay man Standing next to him, Xiaofei could clearly feel that he was shy, very shy.

The man said something enthusiastically, Zhang Zhun stepped back and glanced at Zhen Xin as if asking for help, Xiao Fei knew that his English was not good, so he turned his body across and refused for him: “Don’tbother, OK? Hehasboyfriend. ”

The man laughed and pointed at Zhen Xin. Zhang Zhun understood. He said he didn’t expect these two to be his boyfriends. Zhang Zhun was surprised and even angry. Because of his anger, he didn’t notice the guy’s suggestive gesture. Putting it on the belt buckle, with four fingers facing down, it slid openly on the crotch. Xiao Fei saw it and jumped up angrily. He was about the same height as that guy, so he shoved him violently without giving him any face.

This move caught Zhang Zhun by surprise, and he used his body to stick Xiao Fei to prevent him from moving forward. The bastard was not angry at all, he smiled and retreated wisely, and when he walked away, he suddenly yelled something at them, Zhang Zhun He

didn’t hear clearly, turned around and raised his chin, and asked Xiaofei foolishly: “What is threesome?” When

the word came out of his mouth, Xiaofei felt his throat was being strangled, and he couldn’t even swallow his saliva: “It’s just…” He was a little dazed, the sound of the music seemed to be amplified ten times and a hundred times, and it was deafening. The strange thing was that the sound of the heartbeat was louder than that…

When they got home, Zhen Xin took Zhang Zhun to enjoy the cool in the yard. Xiao Fei wanted to be with them, but felt embarrassed, so he hesitated for a while, and went upstairs to take a shower. As soon as he left, Zhen Xin clung to him, salivating. He

pressed Zhang Zhun against the glass door with his hands and feet: “There’s something wrong with that kid.”

Zhang Zhun knew what he wanted to say, so he didn’t dodge it, and looked straight into his eyes: “He’s just curious.

” To touch his cheek, little by little, until the lips touched the lips, and then said in a deep voice: “I’m very upset…” As he said, he kissed him, moist and hot, and covered Zhang Zhun’s mouth with his tongue Filling, grinding him, making the back of his head slide back and forth against the glass door.

“Wait…” Zhang Zhun didn’t refuse, but with red eyelids, he slightly pushed his chin away, and tilted his head high, “I’m shooting…”

Zhen Xin glanced at the lintel, and the small portable camera turned on. At the red light, he looked indifferent, and pressed his lower body between Zhang Zhun’s crotch, hard, and slightly arched twice: “I want to do it.”

“No…” Zhang Zhun was very embarrassed, and tightened his grip Lips, “He’s still there.”

“He’s going to stay for a week, why don’t we do it for a week?”

Zhang Zhun loosened his legs a little, letting Zhen Xin’s lower body push in, and pressed against himself warmly: “I don’t want to be Pat…” He looked over Zhen Xin’s shoulder and looked around, pointing to the dark grass beside the fence: “Where?”

Zhen Xin burst out laughing: “Wow, you are so bold!

” Twitching in her arms: “I can’t do it at home anyway!”

Zhen Xin smiled flatteringly, pressed against his ear, and said softly, “I have a place…”

He pushed Zhang Zhun’s hand and pushed the door into the room. From the kitchen to the living room, bypassing the cloakroom and going up to the second floor, Zhang Zhun tiptoed like a thief, pinching his throat and pulling his hands back: “The bedroom is not good!” What

Zhen Xin was talking about was really the bedroom. Taking off his shirt and throwing it directly at the camera at the door, Zhang Zhun stared nervously at the other three cameras, dazed, not even daring to speak.

“Come on, let’s see what to wear tomorrow.” Naturally, Zhen Xin opened the large wardrobe opposite the door, because the camera was covered, only Zhang Zhun could see it, Zhen Xin’s expression was very… provocative.

He took a step towards Zhen Xin, and during this step, he suddenly understood that Zhen Xin wanted to be in the closet… He shook his head in panic, Zhen Xin simply came over to pull him, but Zhang Zhun refused in a low voice: It’s

narrow…”

Zhen Xin almost pushed him in, there were long and short clothes hanging in the closet, there was the smell of camphor, the fragrance of laundry detergent and the smell of cologne, Zhang Zhun was pressed by Zhen Xin His chest was pressed against the cabinet, and the door slammed shut with a bang.

Black, without a trace of light, Zhen Xin tugged at the clothes of the two of them, Zhang Zhun listened to his impatient panting, the jeans were half hanging on his knees, the T-shirt was stripped above the chest, the mouth was suddenly caught, and the buttocks were caught. Opening it, rubbing it vigorously, and closing it again, he couldn’t help but spread his legs apart, hooking Zhen Xin’s hip bone in the narrow space.

Zhen Xin suddenly turned him over, hugged him tightly from behind, probably spit, pushed inward along the thigh, Zhang Zhun called out intoxicated, maybe because his hands and feet were restricted, maybe because the feeling of cheating was too strong. Stimulation, he was very excited, grabbed Zhen Xin’s hand and pulled it to the front, instead of putting it under his tall puff, he pushed it up, letting him touch his nipple.

Halfway inside, the cabinet was so wide that Zhang Zhun couldn’t open it much, Zhen Xin followed this cramped posture and straightened up quickly. While straightening up, he twisted the thin layer of fat on Zhang Zhun’s chest , his face was always swept back and forth by clothes and trousers, bumped hard, and fell down again and again. He was sweating profusely, and hoarsely said: “You are so tight… It’s like the first time!”

Zhang Zhun He stretched his buttocks and tried his best to sit back, and even if he sat down again, the back could not be fully pushed in. He let out a small, sticky hum, scratched his heart with his claws, and bit Zhen Xin’s fingers, urging him to go Deeper, deeper.

Xiaofei came out of the shower, but he couldn’t find the two of them everywhere, from the kitchen to the living room to the audio-visual room, and finally stopped at the door of the bedroom. There was a sound in the room. He looked in curiously. There was no one, but the wardrobe was “clicking” “The vibration was that kind of weird, rhythmic vibration. At this time, he didn’t think much about it until he saw a short sleeve hanging down from the door frame – the camera was blocked.

Looking at the cabinet again, he seemed unbelievable, his young face froze, and he turned his head to go out. Suddenly, a weak voice came from behind, half suppressed and half wild, through the thick solid wood cabinet door, He was familiar with the voice, but the tone was erratic and unfamiliar, like scratching the glass with long fingernails, or like a drop of boiling water dripping on the tip of his heart, which made his scalp numb and his legs tremble.

“Ah…” Zhang Zhun’s sigh was so deep and so long, but he turned a corner and stopped abruptly, like a ray of light that had just left the sun and then folded in the middle. Xiao Fei covered his ears and listened to himself beating a drum. Heartbeat, fled.

It was very late, and he didn’t fall asleep. The wardrobe was turning over and over in his mind, shaking, shaking, and Zhang Zhun’s soft moan. Liang fell into a deep sleep hugging the pillow.

At ten o’clock in the morning, he went downstairs with dark circles under his eyes, halfway there, he heard music from the kitchen, “quizas, quizas, quizas”, the melody was brisk, but he knew the lyrics, which were heartbreaking.

He didn’t go on, but bent down and looked into the kitchen. Zhen Xin and Zhang Zhun had already had breakfast, it may be a sudden arousal, or it may be the aftertaste of last night’s indulgence. They hugged each other tenderly and sang the song together rhythm, slowly swaying in the small open space in front of the dining table.

Zhang Zhun put his chin on Zhen Xin’s shoulder, eyes half closed, like a cat or something, a little lazy and tired, maybe tired… Xiao Fei pinched his thigh hard, he found that he couldn’t stop this It’s a ridiculous assumption, he knows how homosexuals do that, but when it comes to Zhang Zhun, he thinks it’s too nasty, too dirty.

Zhen Xin might have said something, Zhang Zhun sneered, and while laughing, moved his chin to the side to avoid his mouth, Xiao Fei turned his head and walked up, he really couldn’t stand them like this.

He didn’t go downstairs for the whole day, the camera would record it for him anyway, when someone knocked on the door after four o’clock in the afternoon, he took it for granted that it was Zhen Xin, and didn’t make a sound until the person outside said: “Hey, are you up yet?” ?” It turned out to be Zhang Zhun.

He turned up from the bed and opened the door with bare feet: “Mr. Zhang,” straightening his messy hair, he bent slightly flattered, “Why do you…”

Zhang Zhun seems to have just come back from the martial arts gym, thin sweat still hangs on his forehead and neck, and his face is also a little red, which is the kind of radiance after a lot of exercise: “You haven’t eaten today, right?” Xiao Fei noticed, he Holding a paper bag in his hand, KFC, smelling of coffee and fried chicken, “There is no food at home, and I passed by KFC when I came back, Colonel Chicken Nuggets, do you want to eat?” Xiao Fei’s

eyes sparkled: “Eat, eat, I Love it!”

“I like it so much,” Zhang Zhun was surprised and happy, “I’m afraid it won’t suit the taste of you children.”

He said “children”, and Xiao Fei got angry from nowhere : “I’m not a child anymore,” he corrected him earnestly, “I have a girlfriend, and she said I’m amazing!”

“What amazing…” Between men, Zhang Zhun immediately understood what he meant by “amazing” , a little embarrassed, but also a little funny, he turned around to go out, Xiao Fei suddenly stuck up, folded his arms to circle him, Zhang Zhun reflexively stepped back, and the weight of the two of them slammed the door shut.

“Boom!” It was the sound of closing the door, and the sound of a fist hitting the jaw. Xiao Fei fell to the ground, clutching his chin in pain. Zhang Zhun stood opposite him, coldly, without even a word of reproach, falling The door is out.

Xiao Fei couldn’t figure out what he had done at all, everything happened too fast and too thoughtless, he got up and wanted to chase, but he was afraid that Zhen Xin would find out, Zhen Xin, yes, Zhen Xin, he instinctively shrank back, Zhang Zhun would tell He, and then let him come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, Xiao Fei could still imagine the scene, Zhen Xin, as the real master, ordered him to get out of their house.

fucked up!

He scratched his hair like a lost dog, and squatted in the corner of the wall in anger. He squatted for so long that when he turned his head to look, the sky outside the window was already dark. He listened attentively, and the corridor was quiet. There was no one to be seen when going upstairs and downstairs, and there was a note left on the coffee table in the living room, in traditional characters, it should be written by Zhen Xin: We are going to the beach, you can eat hot.

On the note was a plate of macaroni wrapped in plastic wrap.

It seemed that Zhang Zhun didn’t tell him, Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he had some thoughts that he shouldn’t have. The noodles were not hot, so he cut them with a fork and ate them directly. Throwing down, grabbing the phone and rushing into the yard.

There was a bicycle in the yard, he had an impression, and sure enough, he lifted it against the garage door, stepped on it and rode out.

Zhang Zhun pointed him in the direction of the beach.

Facing the summer night wind, he pedaled desperately towards the sound of the tide. On the gray-blue asphalt road, the residual smell of sunlight was steaming, his cheeks were hot, and they might be swollen , but he was elated, as if he had won a great medal.

The sea is not far away, but the coastline is long. He rode like a headless fly for more than half an hour. When he was about to give up and go back, under a secluded rock peak and on the deserted beach, he saw two lights. They were cars. He recognized the car from the headlights, but what he didn’t dare to recognize were two undulating entangled bodies on the hood.

His heart was beating wildly like it was about to explode. He flipped through his trouser pockets and took out his mobile phone with trembling hands. He turned on the camera, focused, and took pictures. Zhang Zhun opened his legs wide, his knees protruded. Zhen Xin grabbed his waist and vigorously moved his hips. He fixed his eyes on the place where the lower bodies of the two connected, it was too blurry to see clearly.

After recording like this for more than ten minutes, Zhen Xin Zhang was definitely not finished, but he felt that he was going to be finished. He stopped taking pictures, and then dialed Zhen Xin’s number. When he got through, he stared closely at the two people who were lingering. Selfishly wanting them to stop, but no, there was always a busy tone in my ears, Zhen Xin didn’t even look back at the pants where he put the phone, and hung up the phone recklessly, Xiao Fei knelt down and hit his head, this is not going to work, He told himself, stop, stop quickly!

So he edited the text message: Teacher Zhen, there is something going on in our country, and the photography needs to end early, and the material is basically enough. I will do a group of solo interviews tomorrow, and I will leave tonight, sorry!

Pressing “Send”, he stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, picked up the bicycle from the ground, turned around, and rode out towards the endless coastal road darkened by the moonlight.

“The future? Me and him… We will probably live like this. I cook and he keeps fit. We have a house and a martial arts gym. I learn to speak Sichuan dialect, and he occasionally speaks Taiwanese. If possible, I want another boy and a girl.”

Zhen Xin sat on a high chair borrowed from a neighbor’s house, with her hands on her knees casually, her long legs straight, her shoes polished brightly, and she smiled at the camera: “There are others. Do you have

any questions?”

“No more,” Xiao Fei put down the DV, “Thank you, Teacher Zhen.”

Zhen Xin stood up and said, “I’ll ask him to come in.”

He pushed the door open, Xiao Fei immediately became nervous, and the door opened very quickly There was a sound behind him, and it was Zhang Zhun’s footsteps, but he didn’t dare to turn his head, and pretended to be playing with the machine with his neck crouched.

Zhang Zhun passed by him and sat down on the high chair. There was probably some estrangement between them. The two of them didn’t speak. After more than five minutes of stalemate, Xiao Fei couldn’t hold back anymore: “Mr. Zhang…” He Desperately searched for words in his mind, “I’ll ask you a few questions, similar to what I asked Teacher Zhen, you…” He looked up at him, Zhang Zhun was wearing a black and white design T-shirt, with his head bowed, The overly long forehead hair covered half of the cheeks, and suddenly, Xiao Fei was speechless.

Zhang Zhun became anxious, frowned, and stomped his feet to stand up. Xiao Fei hurriedly asked, “You and Mr. Zhen… how do you define your relationship?”

Zhang Zhun struggled for a long time before answering, “That’s right. Let’s fall in love.”

“Fall in love?” The word “love” easily aroused Xiao Fei’s manic nerves, “What do you think is love? Is it mutual comfort in the soul, or endless physical desire?”

Physical…desire ?

Zhang Zhun raised his eyebrows as if he was offended, almost for the first time, he looked at the child sharply: “Of course we have both, we…”

“Don’t you think you two have sex too often?” Xiao Fei called Cut him off, “And in a bold way.”

Zhang Zhun was tongue-tied, and Xiao Fei asked again: “You are the passive one, I’m curious, how do you adapt to this role physically and get pleasure from it, or are you originally …”

He didn’t finish asking this question, and he also knew that he couldn’t finish asking, because Zhang Zhun went out, and there was only him and the lonely high chair in the room, and the red light of the DV was still on, maybe this is what he wanted As a result, it is better to cut two things than one knife.

He turned the camera to himself, froze for a while, and managed to force a smile: “Hi, I’m Xiaofei, I’m 21 years old this year, and the summer in Canada is over,” he thought for a while, “This time the experience is very different , as if I’m not photographing other people’s lives, but I’ve experienced my own growth, I’ve gained something, and I’m excited,”

he

roughly wiped his eyes with his wrist, and said softly,

“Goodbye.”

2. The

progress bar is about to finish and the video is over. Micro Motion rubbed his eyes in the dark and turned off the Pad. There was a slight buzzing sound in the cabin. He turned his head to look at Fang Chi next to him. He fell asleep. Wearing glasses, with scattered hair covering the bridge of the nose, he has a bookish look, which is very attractive.

He stuck close to Fang Chi and wetly licked Fang Chi’s ear. Fang Chi woke up immediately. Seeing him from the corner of his eye, he muttered, “Still sleeping…”

“I kind of want to…” Micro Motion’s Hands touched his thighs, moved up the fabric of the trousers, and slowly slid to the middle of his legs, rubbing them gently.

Fang Chi woke up completely, and pressed his hand: “Let people see!”

Gao Zhun didn’t care, “They are all asleep.” He unbuttoned his trousers, pulled the metal trouser chain to the end, put his hand in, and put it on the cotton. Randomly grabbed a few handfuls from his underwear, Fang Chi obediently stiffened up.

“No.” He clamped his legs tightly, but he didn’t mean to take out his hands. “Your symptoms…”

“Sex addiction.” Micro Motion didn’t like him talking about symptoms, illnesses, etc. “It’s just a little bit, besides…” He rubbed his thumb slowly on the hot tender meat, “Don’t you like it very much?”

Fang Chi snorted and began to pant quickly: “Didn’t we agree… Try not to do it for a few days when you come out…”

“The plane hasn’t landed yet, don’t count it out,” Micro Motion started, sliding the tip of its tongue into his temples, and then, like a naughty cat, pawed his shoulders and licked his eyes stickyly, “Let’s go to the toilet ?”

Fang Chi felt that his forehead was about to explode, and he hugged his back irresistibly, spread his fingers, and touched it vigorously: “It’s too conspicuous…”

He was referring to the first-class cabin, including them A total of four people, only one bathroom.

“Go to the back?” Micro Motion was so tired of him that he almost sat on him, holding his face, and sucked his lips desperately. Fang Chi was sucked out of his body, and he didn’t object when he was intoxicated, which was his acquiescence.

Micro Motion grabbed him to stand up, and Fang Chi followed suit. The two of them got out of the first-class cabin curtain side by side, and walked to the bathroom at the back of the economy class. At this time, Fang Chi glanced at his watch. Young people playing games with headphones, the passengers are basically fast asleep.

The two bathrooms were all empty, Micro Motion picked one at random to go in, grabbed Fang Chi’s shirt with his backhand, pushed the door and locked it, and as soon as the door closed, he immediately took off his pants, put down the toilet lid and sat on it, showing his ass lewdly to Fang Chi .

Fang Chi looked at him, then at the door, turned his heart and pressed on it.

Maybe it was a little painful, Micro Motion yelled, the voice was not loud, but Fang Chi was frightened: “Shh!” He ordered, “Don’t make any noise!” Twisting back, frowning, grabbing Fang Chi’s shirt sleeves with both hands, his buttocks kept shrinking: “There is… a little…”

“Something!” Fang Chi couldn’t wait, and bumped into him with his arms around his waist. , Micro Motion wanted to say “a bit astringent”, but within a few hits, the water between the wide-open legs melted like a river, and the transparent body fluid dripped on the gray plastic floor.

Fang Chi didn’t let him scream, so he covered his mouth and hummed, and while humming, he swung his waist widely, swaying, most of his body was hanging in the air, barely hanging on the toilet, Fang Chi wanted to catch him, but he moved too much. It’s too powerful to catch at all.

“Slow…slow down!” Fang Chi had no choice but to support his neck.

Micro Motion seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, switched to the front camera, and recorded video without hesitation. In the picture was his lustful face, flushed, and his eyes were blurred. Looking at himself like this, he Even more excited, he turned over his phone to take pictures of the messy shirt hem and a small piece of naked belly. The belly was congested and turned pale pink, and there was an object with high interest. He pushed it away and aimed at the mess between his legs. And a big cock in the ass.

“Ch…Charles!” Micro Motion gently shook his calf, hooked Fang Chi closer, and then pointed his mobile phone at him, Fang Chi did not refuse, but just gave him an unfriendly look through the camera: “It’s almost done. Micro

Motion

laughed, put the phone upside down on his chest, and said coquettishly, “Then you kiss me.”

Fang Chi took a deep breath, and with great strength, he picked him up suddenly, and held him on his body: “I know you want to kiss me.”

This or that.”

Micro Motion’s buttocks were poked full, and the toes were about to touch the ground: “Who made me greedy…” He slightly pursed his lips, slowly rubbed Fang Chi’s earlobes with both hands, and bowed his head to kiss him It was—they hugged each other, at an altitude of 12,000 meters.

Fang Chi went to the hotel clutching his waist, luxury couple sets, Kingsize bed, roses everywhere, Micro Motion helped him to lie down on the bed, and made fun of him while undressing him: “It’s not like that, it’s too late.” It wasn’t too intense.”

“The last hug,” Fang Chi said with a distressed expression, “Have you gained weight?”

“Don’t just say I’m fat because you’re not physically strong,” Micro Motion took him off. Stripped down, he stepped on both sides of him with his shoes on, and slowly untied his tie, “I’ve brought essential oils, can I give you a special service?”

Fang Chi looked up at him, the expensive jacquard tie, tight waist, he moved unnaturally. Open your eyes: “No need, just take a break.”

Micro Motion didn’t let him dodge, straightened his chin, leaned down, and kissed from shallow to deep, Fang Chi didn’t cooperate at all: “No, hey, no…” He wanted to push Micro Motion down, but he couldn’t use his strength, so he had to beg for mercy: “My waist is like this!”

Micro Motion sneered, got up from him, and licked the drool from the corner of his mouth: “Scared?” He got off the bed, pulled the suitcase, found a bottle of massage oil from the storage bag, poured it on the left and right sides of his palm, and rubbed it, “Turn Go over and lie down.” The

essential oil had a sweet lavender fragrance, Fang Chi turned over obediently, and showed him his firm back and upturned buttocks, Micro Motion slowly admired it for a while, climbed onto the bed, and put his palms on both sides Slowly push up the waist and eyes: “How is this strength?” Fang Chi

squinted

his eyes comfortably: “Would you know it, don’t rub it for me.”

A slap: “Then change to this strength?”

Fang Chi buried his face in the bed sheet, and smiled sullenly: “It’s still the same as before.”

Micro Motion stood up, unbuttoned the shirt with greasy fingers, and sprayed the essential oil head down. He was drenched in water, and he didn’t move for a long time. Fang Chi turned his head suspiciously, and looked straight at the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows: “No way…”

Micro Motion was as naked as him, and went to bed to support him “Push oil all over your body, haven’t you ever played?”

Fang Chi still wanted to refuse, but as soon as Micro Motion’s greasy chest was pressed against him, he fell silent. When he didn’t make a sound, Gao also silently kept his mouth tacitly, swinging his waist like a fish Buttocks rub against him like waves.

“Ah… ah…” The two gasped one after another, the room was filled with pleasant sighs and somewhat suppressed moans. On the bed sheet, their hands were tightly clasped together, reluctant to relax a little.

Fang Chi lay down until the afternoon and felt better. He got up and went to see a few churches with Micro Motion. It was already night after seeing all of them. They ate casually in a street cafe. They walked arm in arm into a famous gay bar.

It’s a bar, but it’s more like an old tavern, with large and small rattan seats. They sat in the back row and ordered two glasses of rum.

You can sing on demand in this place. A skinny black man in his fifties or sixties specially played the piano accompaniment. Many guests went up to offer their voices. Micro Motion listened to a few songs, “You are beautiful”, “Whistle”, “Someone like you”, all For the hit song, he also tipped the black man fifty dollars on a whim, sat down in the high chair under the spotlight, held the old-fashioned loudspeaker, stepped on the edge of the chair with one leg, revealing the ginger socks with geometric patterns under the trousers, and the narrow Narrow leg.

“Siempre que te pregunto,

Quc cuando como y donde,

Tu siempre me respondes,

Quizas, quizas, quizas…” I keep asking you over and over again, when, where and how we were together, and you always answer: Maybe, maybe, maybe… an old Cuban song, but the lyrics are in the heart, Micro Motion sang quietly, while singing, looking at Fang Chi with fiery eyes, the small round lamp on their table was on, and Fang Chi fell into a In the orange halo, she lowered her head shyly.

“Y asi pasan los dias,

Y yo desesperado,

Y tu, tu contestando,

Quizas, quizas, quizas!” After

singing, many people cheered, Micro Motion covered the microphone with his palm, leaned over and said something to the skinny black man , the sound of the piano changed suddenly, and after a long glissando scale, there was a restless and cheerful melody. Micro Motion stood up from the chair, walked around the steps and jumped off the stage. into your suit pocket:

“Bitty, boppy, Betty,

On weekends she’ s your honey,

And that’ll be ‘sir’ to you!

Fang Chi took the

flowers, stood up boldly, put his arms around Gao Zhun’s waist, kissed him again and again amidst the cheers from a foreign country, and finally pressed his ear, calling out courteously: “Sir!”

After leaving the tavern, they went to a gay club, a very common club, with a dance floor, pink lights, and go go boys. Just after ten o’clock, artificial foam was continuously pouring down from the ceiling, and the lights were turned on. , colorful, the crowd was commotion, the hands held by Fang Chi and Micro Motion were squeezed away, separated by layers of foam.

The song of Lady Gaga was deafening on the stereo. Fang Chi anxiously moved towards Micro Motion. Before he moved two steps, a tall boy with a bare back stood in front of him. He was a real blond youth, eighteen or nineteen Aged, Bifang Chi is half a head taller, rubbing against him, twisting and dancing.

Fang Chi was a little dazed, staring at him blankly, beautiful is really beautiful, the kind of beauty that Asian men don’t have, the foam wrapped him, melted on his body, and dripped down his snow-white muscles, what did he shout at Fang Chi, music Too big can’t hear clearly, Fang Chi shook his head, he simply put his arms around Fang Chi’s arm, and kissed him passionately.

Fang Chi panicked and even pushed him away angrily. The man clung to him and still didn’t let him go. Maybe he was drunk and stretched his neck to lick his temples. Fang Chi subconsciously looked for the figure of Micro Motion. I saw it, he was “a person”, in the distance of the crowd, he obviously saw the blond boy, but he was not angry, but glanced away his eyes as if tacitly approving.

For a moment, Fang Chi seemed to be stabbed in the heart by something, he didn’t understand, he didn’t understand why he acquiesced.

When he returned to the hotel, he didn’t ask, he didn’t know how to ask, it was an emotion that could only be understood but not expressed in words.

Lying on the bed after taking a shower, he rarely seemed irritable. Micro Motion, half in his pajamas, handed him a red card, which read in many languages: couple video, record your exclusive memories.

“Where did you come from?” Fang Chi asked with a frown.

Micro Motion lifted the quilt and lay down next to him: “Someone stuffed it for me when I came out of the club.”

The next morning, they went to the tailor shop they had reserved in advance, and each made a suit and a casual suit. Fifteen days later, Fang Chi looked at his watch and said, “It’s earlier than planned, where should we go for a drink?” Micro Motion walked ahead,

and suddenly turned around, his eyes shining brightly: “Why don’t you go to the store on the card?”

Fang Chi immediately showed resistance: “That kind of video… I can’t let go that much.”

Gao Zhun leaned over and held him: “Leave a souvenir, I can reminisce about it later.”

Fang Chi lowered his voice: “I want to reminisce , we can’t do it,” he said, thinking that this is Canada, and no one can understand Chinese, so his voice became louder, “Let me be in front of the camera, I really… can’t be hard.” As

soon as the voice fell, Someone just smiled and looked this way, Fang Chiteng blushed, grabbed Micro Motion by the waist and pulled him down to the arbor facing the street: “When we were on the bed, there was someone standing next to you

,

didn’t you feel uncomfortable?” After

thinking for a while, he narrowed his eyes: “I… really want to try.”

Fang Chi usually can’t stop Gao who wants to try, half an hour later, they will have the address on the card, a building The three-story building looks like an ordinary residential building. Fang Chi put his hands on his hips, but flinched: “What if it’s a liar, the crime rate here…”

“I just searched in the car,” Micro Motion walked past him , and directly rang the doorbell, “Word of mouth is not bad.” The

door opened from the inside, Micro Motion shook hands with the other party and said hello, Fang Chi bit the bullet and went in. Unexpectedly, the living room was very warmly decorated. They were greeted by an Asian, surnamed Kim , should be of Korean descent. After a brief chat, the fee was not expensive. Kim smiled and led them to visit the shooting room. The photographer was a big man with a light brown beard and Eastern European style tattoos on his elbows and knees. Kim After greeting him, he smiled naively.

There are quite a lot of tricks here, the rooms are decorated in various scenes, there are medieval castles, old-fashioned monasteries, the top room on the third floor actually hangs the swastika flag of the Third Reich, and there are a few Nazi uniforms on the hangers , Fang Chi felt uncomfortable, and secretly pulled the corner of

Gao Zhun ‘s clothes: “Let’s go.”

Arabian embroidered curtains, seven or eight golden silk cushions, a large pot of shisha on a typical Istanbul carpet, and a pair of arabesque-style carved windows on the wall. Micro Motion can tell at a glance that they are old objects.

“Just this one.” He turned his head and said to Fang Chi.

Fang Chi was hesitant at first, until Kim asked seriously: “Need other itmes? Lash? Handcuffs? Panties or black suspenders?”

Fang Chi touched his nose in embarrassment, and asked for black suspenders in a low voice.

The one Kim brought was unopened, and the money was included in the cost. Micro Motion seemed reluctant, and discussed with Fang Chi a bit coyly: “I haven’t worn… Ordinary stockings are fine, this kind…”

Fang Chi at this time Not to mention being shy, eager to try: “Change, I’ll help you.” The

photographer and Kim arranged the lights in the room to prepare for the shooting, and Fang Chi pushed Micro Motion to change clothes behind the temporary awning. Like in the Micro Motion song, he took off his suit and tie and put on women’s underwear