[Urban] Good Mom's Little Slutty Pussy (Complete) - 25 (End)

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Final Chapter

"Min. Since your classmate found out where we were last time, I'm not afraid he'll tell Jie we ran into each other. I'm just afraid you won't..."

"Liang..." I grabbed Zhao Liang's hand and finally lowered my head.

"...You're planning to go back to the dorm?...Didn't I say that as long as you're willing to come, even just to see the cat, I'd be satisfied?"

"...You know everything..."

"Don't say anything. You can't make up your mind right now. I, Chen Zhao Liang, am just one of the people pursuing you. Come on! The cat needs to go home to nurse."

He saw my lips move slightly and pulled me up: "...We'll talk when we get home."

Zhao Liang settled the cat, sighed, and sat down beside me, but didn't know what to say. On the way back, I had thought about it for a long time, but an indescribable loneliness and helplessness occupied my mind, making it impossible to get out of this dead end.

“Liang. If you think I’m too promiscuous, I can leave… I only ask that you take them in and let them grow up before sending them elsewhere… I’ll cover the expenses…”

“Who told me to fall in love with you? I was prepared for you to leave me… Now you’ve come to my house and cooked for me, what more could I ask for?… On the contrary, I’m afraid you… will never come back…”

He pulled me into his arms and gently stroked my hair: “…You’d better not make any decisions… that way no one can hold the most important place in your heart… We boys can only wait like this…”

I was stunned. Why did he think the same as Xiao Dong?

“This endless waiting, is it okay?…Liang… if you don’t mind me like this, I plan to follow you.”

I didn’t just blurt it out. The moment I was raped that afternoon, I was terrified. Either I would lose everything and destroy my body, which only cared about pleasure; or I could only see if Zhao Liang would forgive me. Zhao Liang was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say you couldn't let go of Jie?"

"...It seems I can't let go...Jie and Wen Dong will definitely fight endlessly over me in the future..."

Zhao Liang was confused, so I told him directly about what happened between Jie, Dong, and me before I met him.

"Sigh! Then why would Jie ask Xiao Dong to take care of you? He knew Xiao Dong liked you..."

"No! Xiao Dong has been hiding his identity. He had a girlfriend before, and Jie knew that too, so Jie always thought Xiao Dong was just acting on impulse, but he never expected...it was all my fault..."

I really couldn't tell Zhao Liang that Jie wanted Xiao Dong to investigate him, and I didn't dare to continue. But I was also afraid of dragging Zhao Liang into this vortex sooner or later, and I just prayed that Xiao Dong wouldn't let things escalate further.

“Min, if you really want to be with me, why don’t we drop out of school next year and go back to America to study… I think your mother would be overjoyed to hear that.”

“You grew up there, of course you’re used to it. Actually, I’m very afraid of the American lifestyle… Let me think…”

“…Haven’t I been waiting for you all this time…” Zhao Liang hesitated for a moment: “…Do you have the courage to explain things clearly to them?” “I…I can’t take it anymore…I…I really want to find a way out…”

Zhao Liang kissed my cheek: “Don’t be afraid. If you don’t have the courage, on the day you tell them, I’ll be holding your hand in front of them, and everything will be clear. You’ll just politely tell them. As your life partner, I can’t let my wife worry. Let me take care of everything. I’m going to take a shower, do you want to shower with me?”

I shook my head, glaring at Zhao Liang. His face looked like it had been injected with a potent tonic; he already considered me his mistress, but he hadn’t expected that I might be dragged into trouble behind the scenes. How could I be in a good mood at this moment? I could only think about how to “persuade” Xiao Dong. This persuasion seemed to require immense courage. As Zhaoliang walked into the bathroom, he comforted me loudly and casually, "Min. America is big, and I've been to most of the provinces on the East Coast. I'll take care of you, so you don't need to worry so much."

I was lost in thought when a melodious song slowly drifted into Zhaoliang's quiet home. Listening to the lyrics, I remembered the vows I had made, and tears welled up in

my eyes… "Ay fond kiss, and then we sever;

ay farewell, alas forever!

deep inheart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,

warrin's sighs and groans I'll wage thee.

who shall say that fortune grieves him,

while the star of hope she leaves him? " (When he still had a sliver of hope, she left?)

Me, nae (no) cheerful twinkle lights me; (If I didn't have these bright twinkle lights shining on me;)

darkdespair around benights me. (I would only sink into darkness and despair.)

Farewell, thou first and fairest! (Farewell, my love! You are the first and the best!)

Farewell, my best and dearest! (Farewell, my love! My best and dearest!)

Thine beilka (every), joy and treasure, (You are joy, treasure,

peace, enjoyment, love and pleasure!)

had wenever loved sae (so) kindly, (We had never loved so kindly,)

had wenever loved sae (so) blindly! (We had never loved so blindly!)

nor nevermet—nor never parted, (If we had never met, and never parted,)

we wouldn't ever be so broken-hearted. (We would never be this heartbroken.)

"Min. I contacted Zhaoliang this afternoon and we arranged to play a game near his house this Saturday. Would you like to come and watch?"

Having stayed at Zhaoliang's house for three nights, I felt like I needed his protection, yet I had unwittingly dragged him into a vortex that was about to explode. My heart was constantly tugged by something, preventing me from resting properly. I wanted to confess to Zhaoliang several times, but I didn't know where to begin.

"I'm not going... Xiaodong. I... I beg you, please don't bother Zhaoliang, okay?"

"Bother him? He's the one who wanted to play ball with me! He even said he wanted you to take some pictures of us..."

I was stunned. Was Zhaoliang going to put pressure on Xiaodong so soon?

"You want to investigate Zhaoliang, don't you? Do you think you have any good intentions?"

"Min. If I were to investigate, the target would be your godfather, my old neighbor Hui-ge, not Zhaoliang. I have no intention of targeting Zhaoliang at all."

"Then why did you deliberately follow me the other day? If you didn't know I went to his house, why would you follow me?"

“…Min…you were very unhappy that day. I…I’ve never seen you so sad…so…so I’m afraid you didn’t actually want to go to Zhaoliang…you two knew each other first, and I haven’t sacrificed anything for you…I was just worried about your situation…” Xiaodong stammered as he explained.

“Xiaodong…I…I’ve decided to go with Zhaoliang…”

Although what he said made sense, why did I have to appear in front of Zhaoliang? I mustered my courage and said it.

“What?” Xiaodong was about to grab me, but I already knew he was going to do that, and I gently shook off his arm.

“I’m sorry…I don’t want to get involved in this game anymore…you’ve always known I’m in a difficult position…I have to make a decision…”

“You’re afraid I’ll drag Zhaoliang into this, so you’re giving up on me?”

“Yes…”

“Zhaoliang doesn’t need me to drag him in…he’s already one of the guys pursuing you…”

Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and glared at me, his eyes seemingly trying to prove that what I just said was insincere.

"...Whenever I think of you and Jie arguing like enemies over me...I just can't...get...through it..."

Tears welled up in my eyes. The days I spent watching fireworks with them, the moments we shared, felt like two unforgettable romantic experiences. But I just couldn't satisfy the love of several boys...

"If Zhaoliang really has a relationship with Hui-ge, isn't this decision too early?"

"In the end...you just want me to be like a male prostitute, rolling around with you guys!..."

"Min. Don't describe yourself so badly, okay? Listen to me. Before this matter is clear, any decision you make will probably lead to regret..."

"What about you? Didn't you say you'd chase me all the way to the university for me?"

"Isn't that right? Min. That's how men are. They'll do anything to get the one they love. Am I wrong?...Didn't you say that Zhaoliang forced himself on you in America, and that's why you gradually fell in love with him? Is he a saint? Isn't he just like us, trying every means to get you? How can love be without selfishness?"

"What will it take for you to give up on me?"

The sound of boys arguing suddenly came from outside the door, growing louder and louder. Xiao Dong shushed him and slowly walked to the door to peek out…

"You shameless bastard, you never pay back what you borrow. We're all students, I lent you money, of course I have my own difficulties that require you to pay me back… Are you going to pay me back or not?"

"If I had it, I wouldn't need you chasing me…"

"Fine! You'll pay with your life…"

Suddenly, I heard several loud rumbling sounds, and the shouting of the boys startled me. In all my time at university, nothing like this had ever happened. Everyone usually tolerated each other's faults or let it pass with jokes and sarcasm. But unexpectedly, it was all over money, and they were fighting.

"Don't come out."

"Xiao Dong! Don't go out…"

Xiao Dong's lips curled slightly, and he looked back at me, knowing I was still concerned for his safety. He ignored my plea and ran out in a flash. I stood there, stunned. This commotion outside was a mirror reflecting the true nature of me and these boys. Was a fight really going to decide this?

"Hey, hey, hey... What are you two doing?... Stop!... Stop! Did you hear me? If you cause trouble, you'll ruin the dormitory's reputation... With me here, I won't allow you to cause trouble like this..."

I heard Brother Long shouting. I slowly walked to the door and peeked out, really afraid to see boys fighting, and hearing that it was related to money reminded me of Ye Chongji; I wondered if it had anything to do with him.

"You two come with me!"

Strangely enough, since something had happened in the university, why did Li Daxian and Feng Xianweng seem unable to act as peacemakers, instead giving Brother Long a shout, and the boys in the corridor were silent for a while? Only after the two boys followed Brother Long to the first floor did the students whisper among themselves. I approached the wall and slowly walked behind Xiao Dong. Li Daxian looked embarrassed, and seeing that I was startled, he reached out his hand to me, smiling and saying, "Xiao Min. Didn't scare you?"

I nodded, feeling very afraid of this unpleasant atmosphere after the fight. Since the fortune teller had reached out to me, I had no choice but to walk over to him. "What happened?"

Tan Ruling, arms crossed, leaned against the doorway, a hint of resentment in his voice. "Fortune teller, don't the university rules say you can't borrow money from classmates? Students with financial difficulties should ask their dorm head or the university social worker for help

, right? If this continues, someone might spread the word, and we'll be so embarrassed..." Li the fortune teller grumbled. "Sigh! If everyone in the world followed the rules, what would be the point of laws and regulations? I'll have to remind everyone again at the next student assembly."

"So what should we do? They're roommates. What if things get out of hand later..." Gao Yuanzhan worried.

"I believe Brother Long will always find a way... Let's see how things go before making a decision... Xiao Dong. Aren't you sleeping alone? If things get awkward, let one of them share a room with you temporarily. Hopefully, they'll gradually forget about this unpleasant incident."

Xiao Dong nodded in agreement. However, I had many questions in my mind, but I dared not ask, afraid of involving Ye Chongji. Suddenly, Jiang Yinuo whispered, "Master, allow me to gossip a bit. Why is Brother Long so powerful? He was able to subdue them both as soon as he arrived!"

His question left Master Li and Master Feng speechless. Not only did Jiang Yinuo sense the strange atmosphere, but I was also quite frightened. It seemed the dormitory really was just like the outside world.

"Just say it...Master," several boys urged. Ma Jialiang couldn't hold back any longer: "What's there to hide? Brother Long only does good for the university. Unless someone provokes him, he never bullies others and has always been very kind to us. Besides, the freshmen have been living here for a while; they've always had a chance to hear rumors from the upperclassmen..."

The freshmen immediately looked at Senior Jialiang, as if they were being kept in the dark about something big.

“Actually, it’s not a big deal. If your mother is a prostitute, or your father is a murderer, would they pin the blame on you? Most of the alumni here know that Brother Long’s father is a big shot. We lived with him for a year, and whenever there was trouble in the school, he always acted… acted… how should I put it…”

Jia Liang thought for a while, trying to find a suitable adjective. Fang Ziyang blurted out, "Brotherhood of the underworld?" Jia Liang lowered his voice and continued, "Yes, yes, yes! You can say he's meddling, but the way he speaks completely overwhelms the other person... That's why we guessed it was a famous country gentleman in the New Territories with the same surname as him. Listen! We're just guessing, no one dares to ask Brother Long for details. But sometimes I feel like I see his father's style in him..."

"Hey! Don't go around talking nonsense. If you make him angry, Ah Feng and I definitely can't handle it. You hear me?"

"That's right. Even if it's a joke, you can't tell it!"

Li Daxian and Feng Xianweng lowered their voices and solemnly reminded everyone. But what I heard was a little frightening. I recalled my first encounter with Brother Long in the restroom, from his initial rude attitude towards me to the change in his tone, and even on Halloween night, the senior students' obsequiousness towards him, which made Ma Jia Liang's words even clearer to me. Suddenly, I remembered that I owed him almost three favors. I'm really glad I bothered him that time, and he willingly offered me three favors in exchange for my body. Otherwise, I might have been tortured to death by him.

"I wonder how Brother Long will handle this?"

“Think about it… He lives alone. How many seniors here can afford to live alone? I actually think he’s very loyal; he’s doing everything for the reputation of the dorm, that’s why we respect him so much.” Not only Senior Ma, but most of the seniors here were nodding, seemingly admiring Brother Long’s character. “Stop talking, stop talking. You guys go back and continue studying. Ah Feng and I will wait here for them to come back. Go!”

Everyone returned to their rooms, and I slowly left as well, but I heard Xiao Dong’s footsteps following behind me. I was stunned, not expecting that I had become so used to Xiao Dong’s footsteps, and getting rid of him felt like getting rid of my own shadow.

“Do you have anything else to say to me?” I turned around and pouted.

“Let’s talk for a while. If the seniors need a room later, I have to go back too. Is that okay?”

Xiao Dong had just closed the door when he said, “Min. From your eyes and words just now, I know you can’t abandon any of us, why don’t you try the method I told you about?”

I really had no way to deal with Xiao Dong. He coaxed me, one moment an angel, the next a devil.

"There's no other way! I promised Liang I'd go with him," I said, shaking my head. "I think you promised Jie too..."

Xiao Dong noticed my glance at him and suddenly realized his words were too heavy. He paused before continuing, "Jie is clearly worried about you, which shows he has absolutely no intention of giving up on you. If you follow my plan, he'll definitely agree to anything. Sooner or later he'll ask me about your situation..."

"No. He definitely won't accept it."

Thinking of watching the sunset with him at the beach, our vows of eternal love, I almost cried.

"Min..."

Xiao Dong's tone softened. "I said, as long as you don't make any decisions for us in your life, anyone who wants to leave this game will seem to lack the sincerity of their love for you. I promise you, if Jie comes looking for trouble, I won't talk back or fight back, okay?"

I closed my eyes, unable to imagine what kind of chaos awaited me. Xiao Dong grabbed my shoulders, squatted down, said these words, and slowly left: "Min. Think about it again... There's no such thing as perfection in this world. Jie made a mistake; I'm already a bad guy in your eyes; Zhao Liang is even more straightforward about his principles, let's not dwell on his past experiences. Don't see yourself as the culprit. If we didn't truly love you, or if we had even the slightest dissatisfaction with you, we would have left you long ago. Conversely, if you weren't sincere with one of us, would you be so sad... Min. Don't let yourself regret it..."

On

Saturday morning, before Zhao Liang and Xiao Dong's private basketball game, I went with Zhao Liang to release the cat at the small basketball court near his house, while waiting for Xiao Dong to arrive. Since the incident was exposed, I've been terrified of seeing boys who love me together. I can't erase the scene of Jie and Xiao Dong fighting from my mind. Does this mean I'm too promiscuous, or am I forcing myself to be more open to love? However, Zhao Liang seemed completely unconcerned about being with Xiao Dong. I pondered for a long time: either he didn't believe the promises made to him by an immature young boy, or he was thinking of other ways to discourage other boys. But how difficult would it be for Xiao Dong to give me up…?

“Min. What are you standing there for? Abao is coming over!”

We've already named the six kittens. Zhao Liang was quite thoughtful; he had already prepared snacks and placed them here with me. Lazy Nicole, after eating her food, sat obediently beside me, licking her fur and paws. He only let one kitten run over for me to photograph at a time. The kittens are greedy, so of course they'll run over, and once they find food, they're even less willing to run around.

At this moment, Zhao Liang, holding five cat leashes, was being pulled a little comically by the greedy kittens. He yelled, shaking off Abao's collar and letting it run over. I felt a mix of sweetness and bitterness. Why wouldn't Zhao Liang mind everything about me? I forced a smile, leaned over the ground, and photographed Abao running towards me. This was my first time photographing animals. Seeing Zhaoliang's strong calves, his sneakers, and the five meowing cats that couldn't escape, I could only increase the aperture to blur them out in the background. Abao ran around adorably, its little paws flailing like a leopard, but when it heard a car horn, it suddenly stopped, looking around nervously, pretending to lick its paws obediently, before running back again.

I kept taking pictures; its cuteness, innocence, and naivety seemed impossible to find anywhere else. Just like when I was a child, I knew nothing about love, only how to create my own stories, dreaming of meeting a boy who loved me, dreaming of enjoying his unique love, but never creating a scene of sadness or pain for myself. As I was filming, Pipi ran over, and suddenly a pair of strong, hairy legs appeared in the frame. I peeked over and saw it was Xiaodong.

"What are you doing?" It seemed Xiaodong had run over from the dormitory, warming up for a race.

“Nothing much? Min hasn’t taken any pictures of the cats before, let’s take some pictures for them as a memento.”

“Do you need my help? The cats seem to have gone crazy…”

“For food…” Zhao Liang handed the two ribbons to Xiao Dong and then shouted at me, “Min. Can we release two at once?” I nodded, but Xiao Dong suddenly became mischievous: “Hehe! I’ll release them first…”

The two kittens ran towards me. I was uneasy because I couldn’t predict what Xiao Dong would do to Zhao Liang, nor could I know what Zhao Liang was thinking. I could only pretend to be nonchalant because I knew that in the worst-case scenario, I would leave with Zhao Liang. As I raised the camera to film their game, my heart was pounding. The two boys in front of me had no intention of giving way to each other. Every step, every turn, every jump, every collision, every bump seemed to be for me, a full-force competition, which also brought back memories of the first time I filmed a basketball game for my alma mater. But I never expected fate to arrange things this way; Jie was nowhere to be seen. Their bodies, so familiar to me, still stirred my heart. My heart pounded even harder when their bodies collided, big and small. To me, a boy who knew nothing about basketball, it felt as if they were about to throw a tantrum and fight at any moment because of each other's obstruction.

Xiao Dong repeatedly spread his arms wide behind Zhao Liang to block him, sometimes unknowingly wrapping his arms around Zhao Liang's waist, sometimes bumping him with his shoulder and back without causing him to lose his balance. Their physical contact made me, a boy who didn't often watch basketball games and didn't know the rules, a little fantasized. However, I knew they were fighting. Zhao Liang, slightly hunched over, his steps seemingly light, was using a feint to lead Xiao Dong to the other side, then pretending to turn away. Xiao Dong raised his arm to block again, but unexpectedly, Zhao Liang suddenly took a small step back. In that instant, his shoulder and back lightly brushed against Xiao Dong's chest and abdomen, who was momentarily off-balance. With a gentle push, Xiao Dong lost his balance, and then, with a leap and a swift motion, he scored the goal cleanly and crisply…

“Brilliant!” Xiao Dong couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. I, however, was too stunned to take a picture.

“Min…why didn't you take a picture?” Zhao Liang, panting, saw my dazed expression, handed the ball to Xiao Dong, and said with a hint of disappointment.

“I'm sorry!…It was too…too tight…I didn't expect you to suddenly…”

“Yeah! Don't say Min couldn't keep up, I didn't expect you to score so easily either.”

Xiao Dong patted Zhao Liang's shoulder, seemingly admiring his skill with that shot.

"Try it again, I'll film it for you. Okay?" Zhao Liang shook his head: "If you hadn't pressed me so hard just now, I wouldn't have done this. Okay. Xiao Dong. Your turn! Come on!"

I blamed myself. Zhao Liang was giving me a performance, why didn't I cherish it and miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Zhao Liang, being a student from the sports academy, was a formidable opponent for Xiao Dong, who couldn't afford to back down. Several times, unable to break through Zhao Liang's defense, Xiao Dong retreated to the basket to attempt short-range shots, sometimes getting lucky. However, basketball always involves physical contact; sometimes their chests collided, Xiao Dong falling to the ground; other times, Xiao Dong gently pushed Zhao Liang's chest backward, then twisted his body, causing Zhao Liang to slump to the ground. Neither side was willing to give up the ball, leaping towards the basket to score. I ran a few steps, intending to help Zhao Liang up, but Xiao Dong reached out and pulled him up instead. I felt a surge of relief, yet also unease. I couldn't grasp the emotions of these two boys at that moment, couldn't know what they were thinking. Were they really just playing for the sake of playing, or was I overestimating their abilities?

"Take a break..."

Hearing Zhao Liang say he wanted to rest, the best approach would have been to ignore it, but I hadn't considered that. Like a little servant, I quickly went to the side and pulled two large towels from my pre-prepared backpack. Just as I was about to hand them over, I hesitated, wondering whether to give the towel to Liang or Xiaodong first. Xiaodong, however, pulled a towel from his own bag and started wiping himself. I inwardly groaned. If I were to treat them like this in the future, I couldn't possibly distinguish who was more important, or even the order of giving the towel would be enough to upset the other party. I felt clearer than ever before. I took a bottle of water from my backpack and handed it to Zhaoliang first. I was about to take out another bottle when I heard Zhaoliang say, "Hmm. Take it."

"Okay. I'm so thirsty..."

Although Xiaodong also had some water, he didn't refuse and took the distilled water from Zhaoliang's hand, gulping it down.

Watching their Adam's apples bob as they gulped down the water, their bodies radiating a warm masculine aura, the wet hair under their armpits, the brown nipples faintly visible through their soaked clothes, their muscular bodies enveloping me, it was as if they were surrounding me. I thought to myself, if I had never had a physical relationship with them, and had only admired them, or if I had gone back to middle school and never dared to confess my feelings to the boys I was close to, that would have been enough to make me happy. How could I have imagined that love would blind me, that they would both be so good to me, making it impossible for me to see clearly or be discerning? That fleeting moment of clarity seemed like a flash in the pan; deep down, I still couldn't decide, staring blankly at them…

“How much longer are you guys going to play?”

“Another half hour. How about it?”

Zhao Liang handed me his water bottle. Xiao Dong, having just finished drinking, said quickly, “Great. I didn't expect your skills to improve so quickly… Come on!”

Were they just pretending? A wave of confusion, a surge of excitement, a bittersweet feeling washing over me as I watched them continue playing, occasionally taking pictures of their pitches. However, in the second half, Xiao Dong didn't seem to be in a hurry to win; his darting eyes were constantly watching Zhao Liang's feints and body movements. Xiao Dong, lacking practice, ultimately lost to Zhao Liang by more than twenty points…

“Come to my place and take a shower before you leave…”

“No. It’s not far from the dorm…”

I don’t know what Zhao Liang was up to, actually inviting Xiao Dong to his house to shower. Since I wasn’t the host, I couldn’t stop Zhao Liang from being so “hospitable.” Xiao Dong declined once, and Zhao Liang said, “How can I let you leave hungry? My house is only a short walk away. If you don’t have anything else to do, rest for a bit, eat something, and then leave… Come on!”

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. How could this be? Zhao Liang suddenly became a bit of a man, grabbing Xiao Dong’s shoulder and walking several dozen steps before running back to get the box containing the cats for me. Xiao Dong was also a little stunned, but because of Jie’s entrustment, the faster he got to know Zhao Liang, the more he could find out. In the end, he walked side by side with Zhao Liang, leaving me alone with my backpack, following far behind them, my mind in turmoil. My mind raced. Was Zhaoliang trying to impress Xiaodong by showing off his family's wealth, hoping to discourage him? Perhaps. But Zhaoliang wasn't the type to flaunt his wealth. Why would he want to get close to Xiaodong? Was it out of mutual respect? I couldn't quite figure it out…

Xiaodong knew nothing about Zhaoliang's background, only a little from me recently. Upon entering, Xiaodong was stunned by the sheer size of the apartment, a size most Hong Kong people couldn't imagine. He saw gleaming marble floors and a light brown shaggy carpet, a clean and tidy environment. He couldn't help but take off his sneakers. "Wear slippers, they're more comfortable," Zhaoliang said, taking a new pair from the entryway cabinet and placing them on the floor.

"Wow! Just how big is this place?"

Xiaodong asked, sitting on a chair by the entryway.

"I'm ashamed! If it weren't for my father's influence, how could I afford to live in such a nice place?"

Xiao Dong seemed a little scared and hesitant to move around. He changed into slippers and stood there looking around, only to see me dash to another room.

"You live alone?"

His question was so abrupt that I couldn't help but turn around and look at him. Zhao Liang nodded, then suddenly remembered something: "If you don't count the cats, then you live alone... My parents used to come back every now and then during summer vacation, but they've settled abroad and probably won't be coming back... Come in and sit down. Don't be shy! Would you like to take a shower first, or have something to eat to replenish your energy?"

After settling the cats, I felt that Zhao Liang's actions were mostly meant to discourage Xiao Dong. However, I had fallen in love with Zhao Liang and had never considered what kind of comfortable and luxurious life he could provide for me, much less how wealthy his house was. If Xiao Dong misunderstood that I had this inclination and that's why I chose Zhao Liang, I would feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Oh. Then I won’t stand on ceremony, let me take a shower first. It’s not good to get this place dirty…”

“Don’t say that. It’s rare to have guests at home, please make yourself at home… Do you have any clothes to change into?”

“Yes. I was planning to change into a dry set in the public restroom…” Zhao Liang led Xiao Dong to the bathroom, but I felt annoyed

. “Liang… why did you invite Xiao Dong over?” I complained in a low voice.

“You’ve always been so dull and oblivious, you’re just being sensitive…” Suddenly,

Zhao Liang picked me up and carried me to the cat room, saying gently, “Are you having a hard time in front of us?” I nodded: “Xiao Dong thinks I’m coveting your comfort!”

“Why would you think that? You know I’m always very hospitable… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel awkward. Min…”

Zhao Liang paused and stammered. “Go ahead.”

“…If I lose, I want to lose convincingly, to find out what I did wrong that made me give up on you… I really want to get to know Jie. To see why you love him so much…”

“No…” I lowered my head. Zhao Liang continued, "...Because I know he or Wen Dong treats you better than I do. If I lose you someday, I will still bless you, because you'll be happier with one of them than with me..."

"You..."

Xiao Dong was right. How could Aili be so generous? I wanted to say he was lying, but the words caught in my throat. Remembering everything I'd done, concealing the truth from them, I knew that blaming him would make me seem even more shameless. I swallowed my words. "What?" I shook my head, utterly helpless. Zhao Liang said he couldn't neglect his guest and needed to take a shower quickly before leaving. However, in the quiet room, I thought about it. Since they were vying for power, why should I be so anxious and restless? If I listened to Xiao Dong's advice, took control back, and refused to acknowledge anyone, making no one the most important person in my life, would they still continue their power struggle? I deeply felt that as long as my heart was set on that one boy, the others would never stand idly by. Rather than waiting for the moment of explosion, it was better to be decisive and shroud them all in a fog, as if I had already lost everything. Even if my heart ached, what other way was there to resolve this messed-up relationship? ...

"Hey? Why are you cooking?"

Zhao Liang came out a moment later, shirtless, wearing only a red tank top.

"Is this how you entertain guests?" Zhao Liang smiled, pulled his tank top back on, and then put his arm around my waist, wanting to kiss me.

"Don't do that... It's almost noon. Aren't you going to entertain guests? Why don't you make some noodles? Don't you want some?"

"Of course I do. I don't have any snacks here. Thank you..."

Zhao Liang was about to kiss him when he heard the sound of slippers outside, so he stepped back out the door.

"Zhao Liang. You're too kind! What do you need me to make..."

Xiao Dong suddenly stopped, and I turned my head to see what was going on. They both seemed a little embarrassed, not because Xiao Dong was too casually shirtless, wearing only a pair of three-piece pants, and holding an empty shirt, but because he saw me looking like Zhao Liang's mistress, busy in the kitchen. To Xiao Dong, my familiarity with Zhao Liang's house, even the fact that I was cooking, meant that our relationship had already reached the point of living together.

"Nothing much? I'm starving too, we'll have something to eat soon. You guys go sit down!"

The air was thick with awkwardness. I didn't want to see them standing there awkwardly at the kitchen doorway, but Nicole, with her gluttonous mouth, seemed to sense my predicament and suddenly slipped between them, rubbing against my leg with a sweet cry.

"Yes! Sit down first. Nicole. You're getting fat...so greedy... Wendong. Come here."

As Zhaoliang bent down to pick up Nicole, I caught a glimpse of Xiaodong's somber expression. For some reason, I felt a pang of guilt. Love is never fair, yet I insist on striving for fairness. It's because I can't deny that I admire Xiaodong, and that I love him. Looking at these boys, I felt my indecisiveness was holding them back...

Xiaodong really wanted to see Zhaoliang's house, and Zhaoliang introduced everything to him, except for his own room, because Zhaoliang had a photo of us together in America on his pillow. Only then did they formally sit down to talk about the basketball game they had just played. After busying myself for a while, I carried three bowls of fragrant plain noodles on a tray. I placed them in front of Xiao Dong first, then handed one to Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang wouldn't blame me for neglecting my guest, so I served it to him first. However, the plain noodles didn't have many ingredients, so I prepared some small dishes that I had already prepared: shrimp, fried eggs, small sausages, Japanese-style grilled pork, and ginger-flavored vegetables, and placed them on the table.

"Thank you, Min. Eat up! Wen Dong. Don't be shy!"

"Thank you. I haven't tried your cooking yet." Xiao Dong's tone was extremely polite, as if there was already a distance between us.

My feelings were indescribably complicated, but if the three of us continued to pretend, when would it ever end?

"Xiao Dong. Have some of this. I recently learned how to make it from a recipe..."

I gave Xiao Dong a piece of grilled pork. Xiao Dong was stunned, not understanding why I would serve him food in front of Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang didn't mind and talked to Xiao Dong about the ball game they had just played. I always served them food, without any order of precedence. I felt again that if I only had a crush on them, just watching them eat with relish in front of me would make me happy, because I could look forward to what would happen next. But why did I fall in love, drowning myself in it, unable to extricate myself?

"It tastes so good! Min. You can make such simple noodles as well as Hui-ge..."

Xiao Dong had never eaten anything I cooked before. He wiped his mouth, looking very happy, and as I kept handing him food, seemingly hinting at something, his expression brightened. Unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned his godfather, which immediately triggered me.

"Are you kidding me? I haven't learned any of my godfather's cooking, except for braised pork; everything else my mother taught me."

"Yeah, right. Speaking of your godfather, I really want to try his cooking," Zhao Liang interjected.

“When I was a child, Hui-ge and his apprentice would personally cook for us on festive occasions in the village. But after we moved out of the city, I haven’t tasted his cooking since. How about…”

Xiao Dong looked at me and paused.

“Godfather doesn’t cook anymore. You shouldn’t bother him.”

I knew Xiao Dong’s motives and really didn’t want him to bother Godfather.

“Then let’s go with you. We’ll at least get something out of it, right?”

Zhao Liang, not understanding what was going on, actually picked up a rock and hit himself on the back.

“No! I don’t want to see him sweating profusely while cooking for me. If you two want to eat, you can go to ‘Yi Ren Ke Ju’ in Sha Tin and have a good meal! The chef there is Godfather’s apprentice.”

Xiao Dong saw my displeasure and didn’t dare to say anything more. I was about to stand up and clear the dishes when I wanted to scold Xiao Dong.

“Liang, could you please take the dishes to wash? I don’t know how to turn on the dishwasher.”

“Do you really want me to wash them?” Zhao Liang stammered.

"Don't you even know how to turn on your own appliances?"

Xiao Dong couldn't help but laugh.

"No, I usually put them on a zinc plate for the maid to take care of."

"Nicole will jump in and lick them! Don't let her get sick... Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay... I'll wash them! Wen Dong. What would you like to drink? Tea or something else?"

"No, thank you. I usually don't drink anything after meals; it helps with digestion."

Nicole kept barking and suddenly chased Zhao Liang into the kitchen.

"I'll prepare these before you eat, stop arguing... stop arguing!"

I whispered to Xiao Dong, "If things get out of hand, I'll never let you off the hook!"

"...Min. I promised, if I go back on my word, I won't be able to be with you legitimately..."

"Look, Zhao Liang knows absolutely nothing, yet he still insists on seeing my godfather. If they had any relationship, why wouldn't he be discreet? If Jie comes looking for you, tell him to come and settle accounts with me! It all started with the two of us, why should he be a coward?"

"Min. Why don't you take a look..."

Xiao Dong stopped talking when he heard Zhao Liang's footsteps.

"Look at what?"

"Liang. He said he wants to watch the DVD projected on."

"Great. I have a whole bunch here. You study drama, have you seen Macbeth?" "

I've seen the stage play once, but I haven't seen the DVD yet..."

I never imagined that while the two of them were quietly watching this Shakespearean classic outside, I was afraid to sit between them, staying in my uncle's room, amusing myself by playing with the cat. But I was distracted, my mind wandering between fantasies of them being inseparable from me and me, and between terrifying fears of them fighting to the death. I peeked out from the doorway and saw them sitting on opposite sides, silent for a long time. My heart pounded terribly. Even just meeting them had brought awkwardness time and time again; what would happen next? I held Nicole, who had finished eating, and talked to her to myself. Although Nicole was old, her bright green eyes blinked repeatedly, her red tongue licked, and her markings were incredibly beautiful. Just as I was about to tease her, she suddenly stepped out of my arms, looked at me, and ran away. I didn't dare chase after her, lest I get caught between them. Perhaps she likes being in Zhaoliang's warm embrace; I, a little boy with little body temperature, can't provide her with warmth…

“Hahaha… Look at her… How amusing!”

“Hahaha… This cat of yours seems to enjoy Shakespeare's classics too… Why is she sitting like that?”

“Hahaha… This is the first time I've seen her like this… Usually, when I'm reading, she doesn't bother… Maybe I don't have many guests at home, so she comes out to see people… Min! Min!… Come and see…”

Hearing their incessant laughter, although I was curious, I was still afraid to squeeze between them, not daring to go out and see what Nicole was doing. Suddenly hearing Zhaoliang calling out, and then even Xiaodong calling out, I could no longer hide.

"Min, come quick! Have you ever seen her sit like that? She looks just like a baby... Hahahaha..."

Zhao Liang laughed so hard he bent over, tears welling in his eyes. Nicole was sitting between them, paws outstretched, her striped belly exposed, looking just like a little baby. I couldn't help but smile, and was about to pick her up when she went to Xiao Dong, her hind legs resting on his lower abdomen. She sniffed Xiao Dong's genitals, gently licking them a few times, letting out a few sweet meows, and then pounced into Zhao Liang's arms...

"Nicole, don't be so naughty! Come with me!"

But then she went back to Xiao Dong's arms, this time boldly sticking out her tongue to lick his cheek. Xiao Dong laughed heartily, picking her up and teasing her: "She's really good at teasing people! Hey. Why were you sitting like that just now? Hmm?"

I thought to myself, if I were a cat, I could freely wander around in their arms without a care in the world. But she's just a pet. How much courage and how thick-skinned would a person need to be to be as bold and so adept at navigating social situations like her?

“Min. Let her be! It’s rare for her to be so hospitable. You should sit down too. Where’s the cat?”

Zhaoliang patted the sofa, gesturing for me to sit down as well.

“They’re asleep.”

The moment I sat down hesitantly, Nicole jumped into my lap…

“Why does she seem to have taken some kind of stimulant? She’s not usually like this.” Zhaoliang was puzzled, but scratched her head.

“I don’t know either. What did you feed her?”

“Just some canned chicken from the pet store.”

“Female cats probably like playing with guys… hahaha… I didn’t expect her to be cuter than the cat…”

Xiaodong joked. I guessed she understood my predicament. However, the moment I sat down, she kept walking back and forth between the three of us, making very soft meows, as if she wanted us to pay attention to something. I opened my arms and hugged her tightly. She obediently licked my cheek, then looked around, turning to look at Xiao Dong, then at the projector screen, and then softly called to Zhao Liang, causing them to each extend an arm, one scratching the hair on her head, the other scratching her stomach. She comfortably licked her lips, squinted her eyes, and stopped all her strange movements.

"Hey! So she wants us to serve her..."

Nicole. Why are you so brave, yet you still can't keep your lover? It seems so cowardly of me to want to keep the boy next to me; it's just wishful thinking, a spring dream. Right? Nicole. Really. I don't have your courage...

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"Rhys, do you remember Mr. Meyer who followed up with Rotkopf last time?"

As soon as we returned to the photo studio, Roger came over to me and said. I nodded. "I remember. Why?"

"You're amazing. Mr. Meyer has finally decided to give you the advertising photos and videos for headquarters."

My eyes widened in shock. "Really? You edited photos for me last time..."

"If you didn't take good photos, no amount of editing will make them good. Hey! To be honest, Mr. Meyer invited you to their headquarters in Hamburg, Germany, at the end of January next year to shoot product photos. He also wants you to shoot an advertising short film, but I know you lack experience in this area, so I immediately recommended Nick to Mr. Meyer so he can go to Germany with you for the shoot. All expenses will be paid by the photo studio. You're not going to refuse, are you?"

"Roger. I'm still in school, how could I have time to go to Hamburg?"

“The Lunar New Year holiday is at the end of January next year, it’s only three days. You don’t have any family, what are you doing standing around in Hong Kong? Mr. Mayer will take you to see the local food exhibition, you might meet more local and foreign exhibitors. If they take a liking to you, it will definitely bring more customers to the photo studio!”

Suddenly, Nicholas carrying a backpack walked into the photo studio, it seemed that he had just finished shooting outside. Roger grabbed Nick: "Hey. You need to talk to this guy. Rotkopf has their eye on him, and he says he doesn't want to go!"

Nick, though looking exhausted, still smiled and said, "Hehe... You're not going? Then I'll take you as a client. Don't blame me if you don't get any commission later."

"Yeah, didn't I tell you last time that you can get commission as a photography assistant? Photographers in studios are always on a commission basis, the more you work, the more you earn. The more clients you handle, the more commission you'll earn. Besides, Mr. Mayer has stated that he absolutely needs you because he's only satisfied with your work for now. If you turn him down, do you know how many people you'll lose?"

I stared blankly at Roger, feeling as if several huge rocks were pressing down on me.

“Yeah. Roger showed me your photos, they’re really good, very unique. Why don’t you go? Do you look down on me?”

Hearing Nick say this, I shook my head frantically, startled. “Don’t misunderstand. How could I? I… I just lack confidence.”

“Confidence in photography comes from shooting and practicing more…” Nick walked towards his desk.

“Yeah. I deliberately let Nick go with you because I know your advertising skills are still lacking. Also, don’t you like landscape photography? This time you have a chance to go to Germany, and if you have some free time, you can even take a walk along the Rhine!” Suddenly, I heard Nick call out to me

: “More than that! Roger. This is a rare opportunity, and it coincides with the Lunar New Year holiday, so I’ll definitely stay a few more days and travel around Germany while I’m at it. Next year, I’ll ask you for four extra days of Lunar New Year holiday in advance, so I should be able to get to the south in a week.”

“Rhys. So? Do you have any pocket money to stay with Nick for a few more days? Or are you coming back early?”

“That shouldn’t be a problem…”

“That’s great. I don’t want to travel alone either, it’s quite boring.” Nick said with a smile.

“Great. I confirmed it with Mr. Mayer. Oh dear. There are still many details to discuss with him…”

Roger, though extremely busy, happily returned to his desk to work.

I slowly walked over to Nick: “Don’t you need to visit relatives and friends with your wife during the Lunar New Year?”

“Wow! We’ve been doing this for years, it’s so annoying. It’s a rare excuse to travel next year.”

Nick spoke with great enthusiasm, his expression slightly mischievous. Roger teased him: “Hehe! Hamburg’s famous red-light district, who wouldn’t want to see it? You’d better watch out and get your wife to twist your ear… hahaha…”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve already been to Hamburg. I told my wife, ‘How can I bring a male colleague who’s not even an adult?’ Rhys. If you have time, you should talk to me about which places you want to visit; we need to plan a four-day itinerary.”

I nodded, knowing that sometimes you can’t make your own decisions when you’re working. But I was also quite happy; at least Mr. Mayer genuinely appreciated my abilities.

"Also, you're starting filming on the outlying islands next week. Is there anything you're unsure about?"

"No, I think. But I checked the schedule with Li-Kang, why aren't we leaving at the same time?"

Roger chuckled. "Silly girl. There are so many government departments, some of their schedules don't match up, so of course you can't all film at the same time! The departments on the outlying islands aren't as busy as those in the city, so you're the first one to go."

Roger beckoned to me, and I walked over to him. He said softly, "I knew you'd ask why the boss and I sent you to the outlying islands, right?" "

Li-Kang already told me."

"Don't think the outlying islands aren't important. With the added government commissions and the existing work at the photo studio, photographers are really stretched thin. The boss deliberately let you shoot first to see your results. If he's satisfied, he might give you more work opportunities. This is more practical than you completing three years of university. Do you understand?"

I nodded, knowing that one day I would have to grow up, and matters of love could no longer be as free and carefree as when I was young.

Strangely

enough, this job at the outlying island fire station went extremely smoothly. There, I met the lead actor in the film—Patrick Song. He was very handsome, somewhat resembling the movie star Dai Zuxiong; no wonder the fire station appointed him as the lead. By the tenth day of shooting, I realized I couldn't complete a decent set of films and photos, and I was a little puzzled. I took advantage of Sunday to go back to my university dormitory to calm down and also to finish the photos I had already taken.

"Xiao Min, do you think you could take photos for the dormitory for the swimming competition this Saturday?"

As soon as I sat down, a large group of classmates instantly filled room 207. Li Daxian asked me bluntly.

"I haven't received any work notifications from the studio yet. But I have four more days of shooting on the outlying island, and I won't be back until Friday. If the studio doesn't have any other work for me then, I'll definitely be there. Okay?"

Brother Long squeezed out from the crowd, grabbed my shoulders, and pressed his lower body against my exposed back against the chair—ah—that mask-like mass of male flesh, so big and round, soft yet full of masculine allure and elasticity. I felt his—no—his pressing against me, I felt his penis in the middle, his two large testicles pushing open on either side of his soft shaft, and the area was getting larger. He gently pressed and thrust against me again and again, and the comfortable pleasure made me look up at him.

"Min. I really hope you can shoot this time. We're a sure thing in this swimming competition, we'll definitely be on the champion's podium."

Actually, I was quite afraid to mention the swimming pool, thinking about how he fucked me to death in the monitoring room.

"I also wanted to film for you guys, but I couldn't help it. Those of you who found internships probably know you can't just turn them down, right?" The bedroom fell silent for a moment. I continued, "How about this? I'll talk to the supervisor tomorrow and see if he has any extra work. If not, I'll agree immediately..." Everyone applauded.

"Xiaomin. We're waiting for your good news."

"Yeah! You haven't participated in our activities for a long time..."

"We'll get you in shape so you can film... hahaha..."

"Okay, okay! Xiaomin. Don't say I'm being fussy, remember to tell me tomorrow." Li Daxian said with a smile.

Although Long Ge's big, fleshy body was pressing down on my shoulders, making my heart race and my breath catch slightly, I looked around, afraid Xiaodong would see Long Ge being so affectionate with me: "Huh? Why isn't Wendong here?"

"Wendong? He didn't participate in the swimming competition! But a guy came to visit this morning, and they left together later."

I was stunned. Could it be Jie?

"Was that guy tall?"

"No. About the same height. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. I guess he's an old classmate from middle school. Sorry, everyone. I have to rush to finish work."

As everyone left, Brother Long gently pressed his bouncy, fleshy mound against my shoulder and back. I felt he was just like Brother Gang on the bus. Realizing that everyone had left room 207, I nudged him: "Brother Long. I really have to rush to finish work, lots of films and photos to do..."

But then he walked to the bedroom door and locked it.

"Brother Long! What are you doing? I really have to rush to finish work..."

Without saying a word, his two thick arms grabbed my small waist and lifted me up in one go. I had no choice but to spread my legs, clasp my arms around his broad waist, and press my perineum against his groin. Seeing that I had already grabbed his waist and hips, he sat down on the edge of my bed without thinking, tightening his arms around my back and pulling me into his warm embrace: "Min. Don't you miss me anymore? Hmm? Ever since we broke up at the track and field, I've been thinking about you every day..."

I knew I couldn't escape his strong arms, so I could only let him hold me.

"Brother Long. I didn't tell you, you're straight... Don't touch me... We can't be together..."

Brother Long impatiently slipped his two hot, large hands into my waistband, grabbing my firm, round buttocks and vigorously rubbing them: "Min. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back... I'd rather break up with my girlfriend... Tsk!... Mmm... Still so slippery... Tsk!... Mmm..."

"Min..." After Brother Long ejaculated, his body still exuding a warm, masculine scent, he held my soft, weak waist and buttocks tightly, continuing to gently thrust into my flower core, which was covered in vaginal fluid and semen. His intense desire to keep going, his throbbing penis receding inside my little hole, his testicles pressing down on either side of the slit with a mix of softness and hardness. In this intimate embrace, I pressed tightly against Brother Long's chest and abdominal muscles; his hot, sticky, sweaty muscles felt incredibly good, and I could only let him kiss me as he pleased for a while.

He pushed me back onto the bed, his penis no longer perfectly hard, but he still enjoyed the satisfaction of the little slit, soaked with his semen, tightly gripping his manhood, and had no intention of pulling out. Seeing my little fingers caressing his cheeks, chin, shoulders, and arms, Brother Long sensed my submissive nature after sex, still needing male comfort, and enveloped me with his massive body. I loved this post-coital intimacy, stroking his powerful muscles. He couldn't help but ask, "...Since you like me...is there any chance for us to develop a relationship?"

He unexpectedly asked to develop a relationship—how? Did he twist my penis?

"Why are you still with me... Aren't you afraid your family or girlfriend will find out?..."

Brother Long's face froze for a moment, as if he had lost his appetite. He pulled his penis out, and a large amount of thick semen that he had ejaculated inside immediately seeped out of the small crack. The warm fluid made me blush with shame, feeling both love and hate. We quickly wiped the fluid off our bodies. However, seeing his mostly erect penis, the red and tempting color of the glans after being thrust and rubbed, and the thickness and swelling of his penis, I couldn't help but throw myself into his arms, stroking Brother Long's bulging pectoral muscles. His two dark brown nipples, which had been rubbing against my skin, slowly slid down to his hairy crotch, stroking the penis that was making me feel like I was in heaven, and gently playing with his gradually relaxing scrotum...

"You know about my family background?" Brother Long asked quietly, seemingly not very happy. "What...what family background?...I don't know what you're talking about..."

I remembered Master Li telling us not to pry into Brother Long's background, so I pretended not to know anything, my little hand still lovingly stroking his big, enviable penis. However, it slumped down, bouncing with Brother Long's mood.

"Brother Long. Are you unhappy?" He paused for a while before saying, "Inside you, I always feel liberated, no longer myself; outside you, I'm bound, unable to control myself..."

I blushed: "You have a girlfriend...she'll satisfy you, right?"

"I'm not talking about her...Min. Sometimes I feel like I'm like you guys...fallen into a predicament with no choice..."

Why did he suddenly become sentimental? I gently flicked his nipple, leaning close to his cheek, and said, "I wish I could be straight... so I wouldn't have to face discrimination... I can't believe you guys still have so many pointless worries... Can you tell me?"

"Perhaps... that's just how people are... dissatisfied, unfulfilled... all yearning for a free and unrestrained life... Min. Actually, my father is... a famously morally ambiguous figure..."

He finally revealed it to me, but I was actually a little scared. The more I got involved with this kind of person, the more my safety became a problem. I lowered my head, knowing there was no future with him, and besides, I hadn't resolved my issues with Xiao Dong and Zhao Liang yet. I could only say softly, "So what?"

"My father is Long Yingbin..." He saw me pause, then said, "You know?"

"How could I not know such a prominent figure?... When I first met you, I thought you had a very high-spirited manner... Your classmates were very polite to you, but I never imagined your father was such an illustrious person... Don't worry. I will absolutely not tell anyone..."

"Even if you don't tell, they probably already guessed..."

"Then why do you seem unhappy? Your classmates in the dormitory respect you a lot..."

“It’s nothing… I think I have my father’s personality, but I don’t want to live in his shadow…”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and chuckled softly. “There are very few people in this world who can live with a clear conscience. On the contrary, some people might like a bad boy like you. Doesn’t your girlfriend like your bad boy side?”

Brother Long suddenly tightened his arms and pulled me into his embrace, gently pecking my lips. “Min. You are the only guy I know who is most tempting to men to commit crimes… Exchange phone numbers with me, okay? I want you to answer me personally tomorrow whether you can attend the photoshoot for the swimming and diving events… You like my body, I’m willing to perform for you… Let you take pictures…”

“Exchanging numbers is not a problem. I’ve always wanted to take some sexy photos for you, but I’m afraid you’ll think I have ulterior motives… However, we can’t go on like this. Brother Long. What I want is someone who knows how to love me and how to accommodate me…”

“You only told me after you found this man, Min. I still have two more times to be happy with you… The three favors I owe you can only be used for other things. If no man can satisfy you, I'm willing to be intimate with you all the time…”

Brother Long had barely finished speaking when he kissed me. Encircled by his strong arms, I could only obediently lie before his muscular physique, my small hands caressing his hard nipples, his firm chest muscles, even his thick, tempting penis, my mind a complete mess. It was as if he had cast a spell, or even prophesied my fate: I would never find a man who loved me, and could only secretly develop this incomprehensible sexual relationship with him. After he left, I couldn't concentrate. I took the opportunity to wash myself clean, preparing to go back to Zhaoliang's house to see the kitten I had abandoned for ten days. But then I thought, if Zhaoliang and Xiaodong eventually give up on my rebellious nature, will there still be any man I could hide by his side?

As soon as I arrived at Zhaoliang's house, a strange feeling washed over me. I couldn't quite put my finger on it; it was so quiet inside. Nicole always knew I was coming back, meowing excitedly behind the door beforehand. But where was she? I opened the front door. The large living and dining room was only illuminated by sunlight streaming through the windows, the quiet, dim environment feeling somewhat depressing. It was then that I understood why Zhaoliang often told me he was afraid of being alone. What good is money? Looking at this spacious yet empty house, this cold, lifeless world, no one could bear it.

I glanced into my uncle's bedroom, remembering Zhaoliang saying he kept the cats locked in there when he went out. Just as I was about to close the door, I faintly heard a man's voice. My heart skipped a beat. The voice seemed to be coming from Zhaoliang's bedroom, but I couldn't make out what they were saying; it was too far away. I didn't dare turn on the light and gently closed the door. But then, a fear crept in. Why did I close the door? If it were a thief inside, I wouldn't have time to escape! Just as my heart was pounding, I suddenly heard Nicole's clawing sounds coming from my uncle's bedroom. She must have been scratching at the pergola that Zhaoliang had been trying to catch the kitten from jumping out of. I also heard a faint meow.

I didn't dare open my uncle's door. If the meowing alerted the people inside, I wouldn't be able to escape. But I couldn't just stay there. Suddenly, I saw the long-haired rug on the floor. I had to see who had broken into Zhaoliang's house. I tiptoed closer to the furniture, deliberately walking on the rug, but I felt that the light from the window was definitely not enough for Zhaoliang's spacious house. I had to be careful and gradually approach, and I saw that Zhaoliang's bedroom door was half open. A soft "pattering" sound came from the quiet corner.

Just as my heart sank, a very soft male breath, like waves crashing on the shore, made my heart jump and my skin crawl. Could it be…could it be that Zhaoliang couldn't hold back after ten days without seeing me and was secretly having sex inside? Right! I remembered the foreigner in the building across from his; Zhaoliang had said he sometimes secretly watched to see if the foreigner was sneakily masturbating to relieve his sexual desires. And I don't think I've ever seen Zhaoliang masturbate. I was delighted, planning to wait until he was extremely aroused, then I would strip down and surprise him. I slowly squatted down, approaching the door. A series of comfortable, low, slightly trembling, seductive breaths—I knew immediately it was Zhaoliang's powerful moans. The "sizzling" sound of sex sent shivers down my spine. Just as I was about to peek inside to see Zhaoliang holding his huge penis...

"Ahhh...lick me here...ahhh...yes...ahhhhh..." *sizzle...tsk...

sizzle...spit...tsk...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...

"Ahhhh...your tongue...is amazing...sizzle...sizzle...uh...spit!..."

I was startled. Why was this happening? Who was inside? Should I barge in and catch them in the act? But, thinking of my own countless infidelities, how could I possibly blame Zhaoliang for his one and a half times of cheating? The image of Jie and A-Xian in bed flashed through my mind, and I was completely at a loss. Should I leave as soon as possible? Pretending to be ignorant might make me happier…

“Hmm…you…your one is quite special…hmm…slurp…slurp…ah~~hmm…slurp…”

A chill ran down my spine, and I felt static. Wasn’t that Xiao Dong who said that? I suddenly remembered what Li Daxian said: a boy came to his dorm this morning. Could it be Zhao Liang? How did Zhao Liang get involved with Xiao Dong? I trembled violently. How could this be? How could they be together? One after another, extremely pleasurable moans, mixed with chaotic “slurp” sounds, made me both excited and scared. It seemed like they were sucking and licking each other. I couldn’t help but peek from the edge of the door, only to catch a glimpse of the mirrored wardrobe in the corner of the bedroom, which reflected the situation on the opposite bed.

Two dark and muscular male bodies were playing 69. I knew at a glance that the one on top was Xiao Dong, because his brown skin was darker than Zhao Liang’s; and the pubic hair on his buttocks was not as thick as Zhao Liang’s. Xiao Dong knelt on the bed, his large arms resting on Zhao Liang's hairy thighs, a tuft of sexy, fan-shaped armpit hair peeking out from beside his bulging pectoral muscles. His taut, dog-like waist and pert buttocks were being caressed by the supine Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang touched Xiao Dong's thick chest and abdomen, his fingers reaching Xiao Dong's dark, crown-shaped pubic hair, while his other hand moved towards his lower back and buttocks. He suddenly arched his neck, sucking on a tusk-shaped penis that was partially hidden by Xiao Dong's strong, hairy thighs, his mouth emitting a seductive, slurping sound.

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