Chapter 61: Grinding (H)

Lin Feng’s cheeks flushed and his eyes became a little foggy.

Their foreheads pressed together, their hot breathes intermingling.

The boy whispered, "Is it a promise?"

The man tilted his head slightly, his lips hovering only a few inches away from Lin Feng’s. Their noses pressed against each other.

"It’s a promise," the man’s husky reply came.

Lin Feng was not sure if Hou Yizhen truly understood what his promises meant, or if he promised at the heat of the moment.

It did not matter, he already did.

So Lin Feng finally let loose.

"Uncle," he whispered. "I love you."

Ancient people did not express their emotions so blatantly like this, but Madam Lin did, because her husband liked it this way.

Even in this life, it was all the same.

The man’s lips curled up. "Mmm."

The boy made the first move.

He tightened his arms thrown around the man’s neck, pressed his chest forward, while allowing his movements to grind against the swollen member below.

"Mmm." The man’s groan filled his ears.

The moan was cut off when the boy’s moist red lips captured the man’s luscious mouth.

It was rare for the boy to take the initiative, and it burned all reason remaining in Hou Yizhen’s mind.

Opening his mouth, his large tongue sneaked out and slipped into the boy’s willing mouth.

Lips smashed together, tongues intertwining and rubbing, noses pressed against each other’s faces, the kiss was too fiery and uncontrollable.

One wanted to open himself up and offer everything he had—blood, flesh, and bones—while the other wanted to devour everything down to the last drop offered to him.

Hou Yizhen domineeringly grabbed the back of the boy’s head, hungrily sucking all the essence from the boy’s small tongue, swirling his large tongue inside the boy’s mouth.

Saliva poured down from the corners of their lips, dripping to their chins, but they were too absorbed in their kiss that they ignored everything.

Slurp. Slurp.

"Mmm... Uncle..."

"What a vixen."

The tightly pressed mouths separated for a moment, both of them gasping for air, a silvery string of saliva forming between them.

Their gazes at each other were heated, it could burn anything within sight.

Lin Feng’s cheeks were flushed crimson, his eyes wet and foggy with desire, his parted mouth red and gasping for air, while his rosy tongue peeked out between pearly teeth.

The robe slid down his shoulders, displaying an alluring snow white expanse of skin.

From the swan-like neck, the smooth shoulders, the creamy white chest that looked soft to the touch, and the reddish buds on top like cherries.

Hou Yizhen’s eyes darkened into pools of ink as he licked his lips, feeling the urge to bite off those cherries.

His taut abdomen bulged as he lowered his head, his neck stretching down, his adam’s apple bobbing, as he accurately covered one of the red buds on the boy’s chest with his hot, open mouth.

It was soft like cream, with a hardened sugar-coated cherry.

Slurp.

The man’s tongue rolled around the bud.

"Ah!" The boy exclaimed with a loud gasp, his voice echoing on the walls of the room.

"Hmm?"

In the next room, an old man opened his eyes blearily.

He seemed to have heard his grandson’s voice.

On the other side of the wall, without his knowledge, the grandson was already secretly straddling his uncle, the latter burying his face on the boy’s naked chest, suckling on the boy’s nipples passionately.

Both were enjoying their secret rendezvous.

The man’s mouth sucked hard, as if trying to suck milk from his chest. The rough tongue rubbed against the sensitive buds while sucking, his teeth occasionally scraping lightly.

It drove the boy crazy.

"Ah! Uncle!"

Lin Feng shivered and tilted his head back.

His amber eyes cast on the ceiling were hazy, and his hair trembled with his movements. He raised both hands, ran his fingers through the man’s black strands, and clutched tightly, his mouth open and gasping.

He almost fell back, if not for the pair of two large, bronze hands holding his snow-white waist down, pressing their lower bodies against each other.

The man’s hot mouth sucked on one bud, and then on another, going back and forth until Lin Feng could only bite his lips to stop himself from screaming.

Hou Yizhen’s calloused fingers traced the silky skin on Lin Feng’s waist, and the rough friction added to the numbing sensation that was building up inside Lin Feng.

His lower body was painfully hard, and he could also feel the enormous monstrosity below him already fully awakened.

It was so hot and silky. The bare skin and protruding veins rubbed against his butt and the taut balls below, inducing tingling itch in both men that wanted to be satiated.

Lin Feng wanted more.

A smooth and slender waist, with a lovely belly button peeking from the messy folds of the robe, began to move.

As if riding a horse, the boy rocked his hips on top of the man’s lap.

The engorged member slid between the tight cheeks, the underside of the balls scraping against man’s length, their hot lengths rubbing against each other.

It sent a bolt of pleasure down their spines.

"Ha."

Hou Yizhen gasped and let go of the hardened buds, now glistening with his saliva.

A pair of large hands dug into the endlessly rocking waist.

It felt so good.

Hou Yizhen’s dark eyes burned with desire as he watched the boy lose himself in throes of passion, moaning and grinding himself on top of him.

Their hot and engorged penises deliciously rubbed together, allowing the electrifying sensations to shoot through their marrows, tingling down their spines, spreading to every part of their bodies, with all of their senses focused on the delightful friction on their pressed crotches, filling their brains with gratifying pleasure.

Sticky liquid flowed from the tips of their members, creating waves after waves of wet, splashing sounds, which became faster and urgent with every minute.

"Mmm, uncle, I like it so much, it’s so good."

With red eyes, Hou Yizhen helped press the mumbling boy’s waist up and down against his length with increasing ferocity and speed.

"Damn it, you are so proactive tonight. Aren’t you afraid I might just shove it in? Behave."

The rocking motion suddenly paused.

Lin Feng lowered his raised head and looked at the man below him, his wet eyes hazy with lust.

The boy asked confusedly, "You’re not going to?"

As if all this time, that was what the boy intended.

Hou Yizhen’s lower body twitched painfully, and he almost lost control.

"Do you even know what it means for two men to fuck?" The man’s voice was hoarse and laced with suppressed fire.

His two hands moved down to the boy’s perky butt, his long and dark fingers digging down, parting the two soft mounds, and exposing the hidden pink hole underneath into the air.

The man’s hand opened the mounds wider, his fingers reaching inside, and touched the puckered hole.

"Ah!"

Lin Feng gasped and arched his back, feeling the rubbing fingers on his entrance. Because of the ferocity of their grinding, the sticky liquid had already stained it wet.

It was a strange sensation, but it excited Lin Feng.

He wanted those long and thick fingers to push inside.

Lin Feng heard Hou Yizhen’s hoarse voice. "You need to lubricate this place. We don’t have lubricants right now."

’No, I want it,’ Lin Feng hazily thought, feeling aggrieved.

"Can’t you use yours?"

"Huh?"

Taken aback, Hou Yizhen took a few seconds before he understood.

Seeing the boy’s face already filled with lust and completely lost in it, Hou Yizhen shuddered and closed his eyes, counting to three.

Veins protruded from his neck.

"Baby, I’m not a very moral person. If you keep pushing me, I might just do it."

"Then do it," The boy’s voice filled with lust was like the whisper of a devil. "I want it, uncle. Why can’t you? No one will know."

Hou Yizhen’s eyes turned red.

With a low roar rumbling from deep within his chest, he suddenly stood up.

Startled, Lin Feng wrapped his legs around the man’s slim waist.

Hou Yizhen held the boy’s waist and strode quickly to the bed, pushing the boy down, holding the slender white legs, and spreading them far apart into a wide M shape.

The puckered, pink hole was exposed in front of him, glistening with their essence, tantalizing anyone who saw it to push deep inside.

Hou Yizhen swallowed hard, his adam’s apple bobbing. He knelt forward, positioned himself, and arched his lower body, his engorged member sliding between the white mounds, until the wet tip was right on top of it, pressing hard against the hole.

Lin Feng shivered and shuddered, feeling the anticipation build up.

Hou Yizhen was about to lose his mind.

The boy was willing, and no one would know.

He himself craved it.

Why not?

With another deep roar, Hou Yizhen pressed the white legs apart and suddenly pressed himself down, almost crushing the boy below him.

Furiously, he began thrusting hard.

"....Mmmphh!" Lin Feng almost screamed in pleasure, feeling the sudden skyrocketing gratification rise up fast.

The man’s tip almost broke through, then slid up and furiously rubbed roughly against his balls and length.

The bed rocked hard as two bodies pressed tightly, grinding their lower bodies ferociously, lost in the building pleasure, their moans and groans mixing with the wet sounds and the creaking bed.

On the other side of the wall, the room was already empty.