The Legend of Red Boy in Journey to the West

Chapter One: The Beautiful Boy's Scheme Leads Tang Sanzang to Bewitch Pigsy with a White Horse. It is said that after Tang Sanzang and his disciples left the Kingdom of Wuji, traveling day and night for over half a month, they suddenly came upon a towering mountain, truly reaching the sky and obscuring the sun. Just as the disciples were filled with fear, they saw a red cloud rising from the mountain's hollow, soaring into the heavens and gathering into a ball of fire. It turned out that within this red light was a demon, the son of the Bull Demon King, raised by Princess Iron Fan, named Red Boy, also known as the Holy Infant King. He had cultivated for three hundred years on the Flaming Mountain, mastering the Samadhi True Fire, and possessed great supernatural powers. Furthermore, he had practiced the art of preserving youth, maintaining the appearance of a handsome fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. However, he was also dissolute and unrestrained, residing in the Flaming Cloud Cave in the mountain, where he kept hundreds of beautiful young male demons. Red Boy often indulged in wine, women, and carnal pleasures with his demon companions, living a life of unbridled joy. That day, Red Boy got out of bed, his large penis standing erect, nine inches long, red and plump, with a glistening, alluring pinkish-purple glans. He stretched, casually pulled over a little demon with bangs, kissed her, tore off her undergarments and trousers, and pressed her down onto the tiger-skin stone chair in the cave. Her white, tender buttocks were raised high, revealing a pink chrysanthemum, its folds slightly parted, her anus half-open. Red Boy raised his enormous penis, smeared it with saliva, and with a soft "plop," plunged it fully into the little demon's tender orifice. All the little demons in the Fire Cloud Cave had been fucked by Red Boy several times, yet even so, this little demon with bangs still couldn't withstand his enormous penis; her small buttocks were already throbbing with pain. Furthermore, Red Boy's cultivation imbued him with fiery energy, making his penis intensely hot. The lesser demons, after being penetrated for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, would become weak and listless. Their bodies would tremble and swell with desire. The lesser demons, unable to resist his ministrations, would be utterly exhausted. Red Boy, supporting the little demon's buttocks, thrust his slender waist, his eight-pack abs glistening with sweat. His massive penis moved in and out of her tender orifice like a dragon. The little demon's anus was now wide open in fury, and she groaned incessantly, panting heavily. Her bangs, disheveled by sweat, clung to her forehead and cheeks, and her starry eyes were vacant. After several hundred more thrusts, the little demon finally cried out for mercy and fainted on the tiger skin. Red Boy, who was enjoying himself immensely, was greatly disappointed to see the little demon unconscious. He withdrew his penis from the little demon's buttocks, noticing that her anus was swollen and red from the penetration, a pitiful sight. Red Boy sighed and ordered his men to help her away. Several other little demons then came forward, taking Red Boy's penis and licking it incessantly, preparing to be the next to be fucked. Red Boy, however, had long lost interest. He shoved aside the little demons, grabbed a maroon, thin, tight-fitting short robe, put it on, tied a peach-red silk sash around his waist, and rode out of the Fiery Cloud Cave on a cloud of red. From mid-air, he watched as his three disciples surrounded Tang Sanzang on his horse, each preparing themselves. The demon's gaze at Tang Sanzang caused his manhood to bulge, straining against his robe. Tang Sanzang's face was like jade, his lips like painted vermilion—truly a sight to behold. Red Boy secretly praised him endlessly, saying, "What a handsome monk! I have thousands of beautiful boys and demons, but none of them can compare to him. Now that I've encountered him, I must not let him go easily! But he's being guarded by three fierce monks, each with fists raised and sleeves tucked in, each holding a weapon, as if they're about to fight." After pondering for a while, he discussed it with his own mind, saying, "If I try to capture him by force, I won't be able to get close; perhaps I can bewitch him with kindness and succeed. Let's go down and play a trick on him." The good demon immediately scattered red light, descended from the clouds, went to the hillside, and transformed into a beautiful boy of sixteen or seventeen, naked, with no clothes on his body. His hands and feet were bound with hemp rope, and he was hung high on the top of a pine tree, repeatedly crying out, "Save people! Save people!" Meanwhile, Sun Wukong suddenly looked up and saw that the red cloud had dispersed and the fire had completely disappeared. He called out, "Master, please mount your horse and continue on foot." Tang Sanzang said, "You said a demon is coming, how dare you continue on foot?" Wukong said, "Just now, I saw a red cloud rise from the ground and condense into a ball of fire in the air. It was definitely a demon. Now that the red cloud has dispersed, it must be a passing demon that dares not harm anyone. Let's go!" Sanzang did as he was told and spurred his horse forward again. They hadn't gone a mile when they heard cries of "Help!" The elder said, "Disciple, there must be someone in trouble. Let's go and rescue him." Wukong insisted on stopping them, which angered Sanzang. He was about to recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra, but Sha Wujing persuaded him, so he had no choice but to mount his horse and continue on foot. Before he could even settle down, he heard another cry: "Master, save someone!" The elder looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful boy of about fifteen or sixteen, hanging naked from the tree, his snow-white and tender body standing out alluringly against the lush greenery. Tang Sanzang scrutinized the boy from head to toe, noting his crescent-shaped eyebrows, autumn-like eyes, cherry-like lips, and slender waist. He also saw his fair skin with a hint of pink, his firm, round buttocks, and a large, pink penis beneath a small tuft of downy hair... Even though Tang Sanzang was a highly accomplished cultivator, he couldn't help but be captivated by the sight, and his manhood beneath his robes began to swell with an unfulfilled desire. Tang Sanzang reined in the reins and scolded Wukong, "How lazy this mischievous monkey is! Look, isn't that a person hanging from that tree?" When Wukong saw his master scolding him, he saw the boy's face and was captivated by his good looks. He was also afraid that Tang Sanzang would recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra, so he lowered his head and dared not reply, letting Tang Sanzang reach the tree. The elder pointed with the tip of his whip and asked, "Whose child are you? What has happened to you that you're hanging here? Tell me, and I'll save you." Seeing that he was being questioned, Red Boy became even more evasive, his eyes brimming with tears, like pear blossoms in the rain. He cried out in a delicate voice, "Master, there's a Dry Pine Stream in Shanxi, and on the other side of the stream is a village. I'm from there. My family was robbed by bandits, and my entire family was killed. Only I, because of my looks, was kidnapped by a group of bandits and brought here. But I only resisted, and when they saw me like this, they all raped me and hung me here. I've been hanging here for three days and three nights, and no one has come to visit. Luckily, I met you, Master. If you're willing to save my life and take me home, I'll sell myself and my life to repay your kindness." Hearing this, Sanzang believed the truth and instructed Bajie to untie the ropes and rescue him. Pigsy had been staring intently at the boy for a long time, his lustful eyes practically wanting to devour him. Having received his master's command, he hurriedly rushed forward, using his monk's knife to cut the ropes and release the monster. His hands couldn't resist taking the opportunity to fondle the boy's smooth skin. Red Boy, however, was not angry. He secretly thought he would deal with this fat pig after he had gotten his hands on Tang Sanzang. On the surface, he remained calm, tearfully kowtowing to Tang Sanzang. Tang Sanzang was able to examine the boy closely. He saw bright eyes and white teeth, and skin as white as snow. His heart itched even more, so he took off his monk's robe and draped it over the boy, saying, "Child, get on the horse, I'll take you." Red Boy, with a glint in his eyes, leaped into Tang Sanzang's arms. Tang Sanzang felt the boy's soft, firm body pressed against his chest, and the boy's firm, beautiful buttocks pressed against his genitals. His face flushed, and he spurred the horse forward. The group then headed west. Now, on horseback, the two men, with the swaying of the horse, found the young man's peach-like buttocks rhythmically rubbing against Sanzang's penis. The young man constantly turned to look at Sanzang, smiling and flirting, his eyes never leaving him. Tang Sanzang, unaccustomed to such a sight, found his mortal member hard and erect, and with the jolting, it even... [a href=http://www.687bo.com target=_blank class=infotextkey>性诹松倌杲艚舻男∑]

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