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Blogger:Ah Hong 2022-05-25

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[Boys masturbating in bed] 

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Unlike the passionate romance we experienced before marriage, our life with Aizhi suddenly became mundane. We no longer went clubbing and karaoke with friends, partying all night. After dinner, we would always stay in our little world, watching TV, talking about trivial things, and then quietly resting.
Life seemed peaceful, but something always felt missing. Where was the sweetness and passion we had anticipated before marriage? Now, it was all gone. So we both felt we should have a baby soon to liven things up, especially Aizhi. She would see pregnant women on the street and be incredibly envious, pointing at their bellies from afar and saying, "I want to be a mom too!"
My wife quickly became pregnant, and the hospital tests showed it was a boy. We were overjoyed. We even chose a name for him before he was born. My wife carried him for ten months, and our son finally arrived. But on the day of his birth, my wife almost lost her life, bleeding profusely.
In the end, her life was saved, and after recuperation, my wife seemed to be as healthy and capable as before. However, she no longer responded to my flirting with the same enthusiasm. Sometimes, when I couldn't resist and made advances, she would say that it wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she felt disgusted. I finally realized that she seemed to be suffering from frigidity, but what could I do?
The doctor said that this was a psychological problem, and that it couldn't be cured entirely by medicine. So, I could only help her with psychological adjustment, but ultimately, it was to no avail. In bed, I became completely "alone," spending the rest of my time sleeping, except for playing with my son for some amusement. Even in my dreams, I could feel my helplessness. I longed for a woman's comfort, but I couldn't betray my wife. She gave birth to my son and almost lost her life; how could I betray her?!
In my distress, I called my best friend Xiaodong and dragged him out for drinks. He seemed to sense my displeasure, snatched the bottle from my hand, and gulped down the liquor himself. He even scolded me, saying, "What's wrong with you, a grown man, making you look so gloomy?" I didn't want to tell him my secret; I just wanted to vent, get drunk, and smash things. I was wondering why my life was so miserable. I drank quite a bit, but I didn't seem to smash anything. I remember Xiaodong carrying me to his car that day and then taking me home. I know he's a good man.
Actually, Xiaodong is two years older than me but unmarried. I vaguely remember him saying he didn't want to get married because women weren't his favorite thing. But I always considered him my best friend because he told me everything, and I understood that he liked and loved me. I'd heard him hint at it, but unfortunately, I'm just a roughneck only interested in women. But lately, I'd been feeling down and often went to his house. He lived alone, and I could do whatever I wanted there.
I finally told Xiaodong about my situation. He advised me not to be so down, and even cooked my favorite dishes like salt-baked shrimp, bought some alcohol, and we drank heavily together. That day I was completely drunk. I don't know how long I slept, but in my hazy state, I felt a warm sensation creeping across my face. I felt as if my body was enveloped. I groggily opened my eyes and saw Xiaodong kissing me, so earnestly and forcefully.
He seemed to sense my waking up and suddenly moved away from me. I tried to open my eyes wide to look at him, but he slapped his own face and said, "I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have..." I don't know where the strength came from, but I rushed forward and hugged him tightly. At that moment, I felt that he knew me, understood me, and was my closest companion.
After that, I discovered that I also had a talent for loving the same sex. Perhaps it was because Xiaodong loved me so much that I couldn't help but develop feelings for him. I knew that this feeling was actually love. I started to like wearing the clothes he bought for me, even the underwear. I loved the warm bear hugs we shared, and the close entanglement after all the clothes were removed.
And when I was sober, I also realized that Xiaodong effectively made up for my sexual lack during this period with his body, allowing me to enjoy the complete physical pleasure and stimulation. Actually, saying these things now is secondary. What's important is that I've realized Xiaodong has filled my life, and he is my love, and that will never change.

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