Sex Emperor 01~25

(1)
In the dead of night, all is quiet, and many people are already asleep. But for a special group, their
night is just beginning. They are the "otaku" group that is often seen on the internet. Time
has little meaning for them. They don't care at all. They stay at home all day, indulging in the magical
online world.
Yang Dashuai is one of the otaku. He is 24 years old and has been out of vocational school for three years. However,
due to the great pressure of employment in society, he has not been able to find a job. He can only stay at home and live off his parents. He spends all day
with his computer and is a typical otaku. But Yang Dashuai is a little different from the average otaku. Many otaku
stay at home and play games, but Yang Dashuai hides in his room every day to watch gay videos and pictures of pretty
boys . He also reads some erotic novels written by gay men. That's right, Yang Dashuai is a genuine gay man!
No one knew that Yang Dashuai, who was physically healthy, was actually a born gay man .
When he entered puberty in junior high school, Yang Dashuai discovered he wasn't interested in the pretty girls in his class, but instead often liked to secretly look at
the handsome and cute boys. At the time, he didn't realize his behavior was wrong. It wasn't until high school, when he
accidentally saw a gay porn video online and experienced an erection, that he realized he wasn't normal; he
was attracted to men. Yang Dashuai accepted this fact quickly, not because he was naturally optimistic,
but rather because he was a very pessimistic and dark person. He accepted his gay identity so quickly because he
found himself uncontrollably drawn to
the expressions watching men have sex, often fantasizing about embracing two handsome young men and making love to them like the male actors in the gay
porn videos. He couldn't control this wicked desire. Yang Dashuai, in the prime of his youth, embarked on a
path of no return. Since discovering he was gay, Yang Dashuai had been secretly watching gay porn,
scouring photos of handsome men and boys, and even peeping at his pretty male classmates showering at school. His wicked fantasies
had made him a truly evil homosexual.
"Yang Dashuai, it's past midnight, go to sleep!"
That night, just as Yang Dashuai was wearing headphones and watching the latest gay porn online,
his mother's voice rang out from outside the door.
"Okay!" Yang Dashuai replied, his lustful eyes fixed on the computer screen. On the screen, a
beautiful adorable blond boy was lying naked on the floor, being fucked by a tall, strong black man
, moaning lewdly. Watching the thick black penis thrusting in and out of the bright red vagina, Yang
Dashuai's blood boiled, and he almost drooled. He couldn't help but reach into his pants and masturbate his already erect penis.
"Yang Dashuai, did you hear me? Stop playing games! Go to bed right now! Don't forget you have
an interview tomorrow morning, you absolutely can't be late!" Yang's mother, outside, anxiously nagged. She had always assumed her son
spent all day in his room playing games, completely unaware that he was watching pornography, especially gay porn.
"Mom, I know, I'm going to sleep right away! Stop nagging!" Yang Dashuai replied impatiently,
his eyes never leaving the computer screen, his hands frantically stroking his penis.
"You brat, your Uncle Tang went to great lengths to get you that interview tomorrow, you have to do your best
, you have to pass! I'm going to sleep!" Yang's mother nagged him repeatedly before leaving.
Yang Dashuai rolled his eyes, then suddenly his vision lit up. The tall black man on the computer screen suddenly pulled out his penis,
flipped the handsome young man over so he was on all fours like a dog, and then thrust into him from behind, making the young man scream even
louder and more lewdly. The Black man excitedly grabbed the handsome young man's blond hair, twisted his head, and slapped him twice
across the face, cursing vulgar and offensive language. He then whipped him with a leather whip, causing the young man both pain and pleasure,
making him cry for mercy. At this moment, an even taller and more muscular middle-aged Black man walked by. He lifted the young man's head,
pried open his mouth, and shoved his large, ugly penis inside. He and another Black man simultaneously fucked
the young man, who cried out in pain.
Seeing this, Yang Dashuai became even more excited, his hand rubbing his penis faster and faster. Despite his honest appearance, he was actually very
lewd and perverted. He loved seeing pretty and cute young men being pervertedly
played with by tall, muscular men, so he often watched SM, group sex, and bestiality videos.
Yang Dashuai, whose stamina was always poor, quickly orgasmed and ejaculated, spraying white semen onto the table and
computer screen. At the same time, the three foreigners playing a threesome on the computer also ejaculated.
After resting in his chair for a while, Yang Dashuai looked down at the table and computer covered in his own semen,
frowned, and quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe it clean. "Damn it, how did I get so much on there? I have to clean it up
quickly , otherwise my mom will yell at me when she finds it tomorrow.
" After finally cleaning it all up, Yang Dashuai sat down and sighed deeply.
How much longer would he have to endure this secret masturbation? He really wanted to find a handsome young man and have real sex with him. That's right, 24-year-old Yang Dashuai was
still a virgin. Although he spent his days at home watching gay porn and reading erotic novels, he had never actually had sex with anyone, not even a kiss. Finding a partner was already difficult for homosexuals, and Yang Dashuai was so "sorry" that he had never had a boyfriend. Although Yang Dashuai had tried online to make friends in gay chat rooms several times, the bottoms there had very high standards. After a few chats, they would want to video chat, but upon seeing Yang Dashuai's appearance, they would immediately back away. None of them were willing to be friends with him. Actually, Yang Dashuai wasn't strangely shaped or ugly as a ghost. While he wasn't as handsome as his name suggested, he was fairly average-looking. However, Yang Dashuai rarely went out and stayed at home, so he was unkempt, often going days without combing his hair or washing his face. He also had messy hair and wore thick, thick glasses with a prescription of 1000 degrees. You can imagine what he looked like. Yang Dashuai's appearance can only be described as terrible, so he had no choice but to remain single, relying on his right hand to satisfy his sexual desires. Having been gay for seven or eight years, he still had no lover and could only live painfully with these evil desires. Naturally, Yang Dashuai was in great pain. He had thought about turning over a new leaf, forgetting his evil desires for men, and finding a good woman to settle down with. After all, his mother, who had lost her husband early, had raised him alone, which had been difficult. There's a saying that of the three unfilial acts , the greatest is to have no descendants; he couldn't let his mother never hold a grandson and cause the Yang family line to end. Therefore, he once attempted to pursue...

Xiaoyu, the daughter of Uncle Zhang who sells fruit downstairs, grew up with him. They were true
childhood sweethearts . Although Xiaoyu wasn't pretty, she was still quite pretty. He thought that based on their years of friendship, Xiaoyu
would definitely accept him. However, when that damned woman heard him confess his feelings to her, she immediately burst into exaggerated laughter and
cruelly attacked his pure and innocent virgin heart, telling him not to be a toad trying to eat swan meat. She said that a three-nothing
youth like him (no money, no looks, no talent) wasn't even worthy of carrying her shoes, let alone pursuing her. Because that damned woman made
him sad for a long time, he was so angry that he didn't eat his secret meal for a whole week. Later, he realized that since the woman didn't want him,
he should just go back to being a homosexual! Even if he couldn't find a cute handsome boy to sleep with for the rest of his life and had
to masturbate for the rest of his life, he would never look for a woman again.
(2)
After sighing and grieving, Yang Dashuai turned off the computer and went to bed. Although it was still early for him
, a night owl, he had a very important interview at nine o'clock the next morning, and he absolutely couldn't be late,
or his mother would definitely kill him. However, he really didn't have much hope for that interview. There were college students
everywhere , and millions of college graduates across the country were unemployed at home. Someone like him,
a graduate from a fifth-rate vocational school, had no chance at all, especially with the recent financial crisis, making job hunting even more difficult.
Since he had been staying at home, living off his mother, who scolded him for being useless every day. Although he liked staying at
home, it wasn't a long-term solution. If possible, he still hoped to have a job to ease his mother
's burden and take good care of her. After all, his mother would be fifty-six next year, and it was really
unfilial of him to let her support him all this time. He hoped that the Bodhisattva would have mercy and bless him to pass that interview tomorrow. He begged the Bodhisattva!
The next day, before dawn, Yang Dashuai was dragged out of bed by his mother, who was afraid that her lazy son would be
late. Under his mother's direction, Yang Dashuai pulled out his only suit and put it on. Then, following her
instructions, he styled his hair into a half-hearted Japanese-style cut, fussing for a long time until his mother was satisfied. Only then did he pick up
his briefcase and leave home. Before leaving, his mother repeatedly told him to be quick-witted during the interview, to make a good impression on the boss, and to
live up to her expectations. She even threatened that if he failed the interview again, he shouldn't come home and that she would sever their mother-son relationship.
After his mother finished nagging, Yang Dashuai walked out of the old building that was about to be demolished and let out a deep breath. So tired!
Why his life have to be so hard?
"Cricket, where are you going?" Suddenly, a young woman with two braids and a fairly decent appearance
blocked Yang Dashuai's path.
"None of your business, get out of the way!" Yang Dashuai looked up and saw that it was Zhang
Xiaoyu . He immediately put on a stern face and impatiently scolded her. "Cricket"? "Damn it, his name is Da Shuai. Although he
's not handsome, he doesn't look like a cricket either! That damn bitch, I'll make her pay one day!
" "I knew you were going for a job interview today! Your mother's been telling everyone for weeks that you
're going to interview at a big company and will soon become a social elite!" Zhang Xiaoyu wasn't angry; she smiled, her
voice laced with sarcasm.
Yang Da Shuai rolled his eyes inwardly. His mother, really, why did she
announce It's so embarrassing. Although unhappy, Yang Da Shuai didn't blame his mother; he knew it was
understandable. For the past few years, he hadn't found a job, staying home like a freeloader, and his mother was often ridiculed
by the neighbors having a useless son.
"Cricket, I think you shouldn't go for the interview. You definitely won't pass anyway, don't waste your travel money
. Your mother works very hard selling groceries, you should have some filial piety and save some money!" Zhang Xiaoyu said maliciously with
a contemptuous smile.
General Yang was furious. How dare this woman insult him like that! He knew he
had no chance of passing the interview, but how could she dampen his spirits before he even went? He
must have been out of his mind to pursue her. Anyone who stayed with such a vicious woman was doomed.
"Thank you for your concern, but I'm sure I'll pass this time! And please, stop trying to look young.
You 're already a 25-year-old woman, yet you're wearing two little girl's braids. Do you know how
disgusting that is?" General Yang sneered, immediately launching a vicious counterattack. He wasn't one to back down.
"You…you…" Zhang Xiaoyu pointed at General Yang, speechless with rage. She was most sensitive
about being called old.
"What?! Old woman, get out of the way! Look at your wrinkled face, you look so old! You should get a facelift
! Otherwise, you'll scare people to death when you go out, and you'll be dragged off to be executed!" Commander Yang shoved
her aside and continued his vicious mockery. " Commander Yang, I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Xiaoyu was furious and screamed. Commander Yang ignored her, checked the time, and realized he was going to be late. It was all Zhang Xiaoyu's fault. He left Zhang Xiaoyu trembling with anger and hurriedly ran to the subway station . ## ... "Failed again! Mom's going to kill me, what am I going to do?" Yes, this dejected young man was Yang Dashuai. Poor guy, he failed his job interview again today. Although it was expected he was still very upset. How was he going to tell his mother? She would definitely be disappointed. He really had tried his best, but that damned interviewer of his mother's frowned and told him to leave the moment she saw him, not even giving him a chance to speak . He was helpless. "Sigh—" Yang Dashuai sighed deeply. Why was he so unlucky? He had lived for over twenty years and nothing had gone smoothly for him, not even a single happy memory. Sometimes he really wanted to die, to end it all. Anyway, there was no point in living. He was gay, and he would never have a happy . He was such a failure as a person, unable to even find a job. Yang Dashuai looked down at his obviously cheap black suit and sighed . But if he died, what would happen to his mother? He remembered that the suit was a New Year's gift his mother bought for him during a big sale at the mall the year before last. Although it was very cheap, his mother had scrimped and saved to buy it.

It had been a long time. Although his mother often scolded and beat him, hating him for being useless and unambitious, she was truly a loving
mother. She always saved money to buy things for herself, but never bought anything for herself.
He was her only son, and if he died, she would be all alone. His mother was
almost sixty, and it was impossible for her to remarry and have another son to create a happy family again
. He was her only hope. But he was a disappointment. He had never been bright enough since childhood, bad at studying,
bad at sports, bad at everything, never giving his mother a chance to be proud. Later, he even developed a liking for
men . The more he thought about it, the more unfilial he felt. Why couldn't he be more useful, so that his mother
could enjoy a good life, hold her head high, and not have to worry so much in her old age, constantly fretting over her useless son?
"General Yang, you are truly unfilial!" General Yang slapped himself hard across the face and shouted.
(3)
"Young man, what are you doing?" Suddenly, an old man's voice came from behind Yang Dashuai.
Yang Dashuai turned around and saw that it was an ordinary homeless man. The homeless man was a short old man
with , tattered clothes, and a dirty body. It was unknown how many days he had not bathed.
Yang Dashuai frowned in disgust and turned away, ignoring the old man.
"Young man, why are you hitting yourself?" The old man chuckled and sat down next to Yang Dashuai.
"None of your business! Get away!" Yang Dashuai, who was already in a bad mood, naturally did not have a good look and immediately
cursed.
"Young man, don't be so fierce! Young man, can I have some of your wine? This old man
has not drunk wine for a long time and doesn't even know what wine tastes like anymore!" The old man's eyes were fixed on
the beer in Yang Dashuai's hand. It turned out that he saw Yang Dashuai drinking and wanted to beg for wine.
"Here you go!" Commander Yang immediately handed him the beer, hoping he'd take it and leave quickly, not
bothering him anymore. Anyway, there wasn't much beer left, so he might as well give it to him.
"Thank you, young man, you're such a good person!" The old man immediately took the bottle and drank happily.
"Finish your drink and leave!" Commander Yang waved impatiently, shooing him away.
"Young man, don't be in such a hurry! Since you gave me a drink, this old man will give you a free fortune telling today
!" The old man chuckled.
"You can tell fortunes?" Hearing this, Commander Yang looked at him suspiciously.
"Don't be skeptical, this old man was once a renowned fortune teller, but unfortunately... sigh,
let's not talk about it, heroes grow old, let's not dwell on past glories." The old man shook his head and sighed.
"Really? Don't brag!" Commander Yang didn't believe it at all. How could an old vagrant be a fortune
teller? Had he watched too many TV dramas? Right, did he even have a TV?
"Hehe! Don't believe me? I'll take a look at you, and then you'll know if it's true or not! Young man, you have a
naturally unlucky face. You'll be plagued by bad luck your whole life, forever plagued by misfortune, and you'll never have a chance to get ahead! The worst
part is that your forehead is dark, indicating that you're destined for bloodshed soon. You must be careful!" The old man lifted Yang Dashuai's
chin, examined his face, and then immediately exclaimed in alarm.
Yang Dashuai rolled his eyes, swatted away the old man's dark and dirty hand, and didn't believe him at all. It was so
unoriginal ; you could find this kind of talk all over TV dramas. If he was going to lie to him, at least say something original!
"Young man, don't disbelieve this old man's words. Your eyes are filled with death energy; your death is really not far off!" the old man
said anxiously.
"Enough! You're the one nearing death, I'm not even thirty yet, how could I die! You should be careful,
you're so old, you could be called away by the King of Hell at any moment!" General Yang curled his lips, sneering disdainfully.
He thought he was going to die, but General Yang was the one who was about to kick the bucket!
"Young man..." The old man wanted to say more, but General Yang had already impatiently gotten up and left.
The old man shook his head helplessly and sighed. This kid was a short-lived devil; if he wasn't mistaken, he would definitely
die within three days. Judging from the kid's appearance, he was a lecherous fiend, a rare breed, destined to die because of
lust, so that kind of death wouldn't be unjust.
"Here, take this!" Just as the old man was about to laugh at General Yang's death, General Yang suddenly returned
and threw him fifty yuan.
The old man took the money, looked up at General Yang with a puzzled expression, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Take this and buy a few bottles of wine to drink your fill, that's all the money I have!" Yang Dashuai said, ignoring the old man's
surprised gaze and turning to leave. Although he disliked the old man—the old geezer even cursed him to die—he felt
sorry for him, so old and still homeless, without even money for a bottle of wine. He'd just consider it a good deed! That
fifty yuan was his only possession, and he'd been out of money for the past few days! The old man watched Yang Dashuai's departing figure, looked down at the fifty yuan in his hand, and a smile of appreciation appeared
on his aged face . He really hadn't realized this young man was so kind; for the sake of fifty yuan , he'd help him this once! ## ... Having long been accustomed to his mother's tantrums after every failed job interview, Yang Dashuai didn't really feel anything. He was thick-skinned and his mother's blows didn't hurt him much. He just felt life was meaningless, his existence shrouded in gloom. Just when Yang Dashuai thought he had given up all hope, his spring unexpectedly arrived. The day after his failed interview, new neighbors moved in across the street—two young high school students. One was Yang Dashuai's worst type, possessing everything he desired: nearly 1.9 meters tall, a strong and muscular body, a handsome face, and a cool and charming aura—Yang Dashuai's nemesis. The other was the complete opposite: petite and delicate like a girl, with an angelic, exquisite face—Yang Dashuai's ideal type. Upon seeing him, Yang Dashuai was utterly awestruck; he was Yang Dashuai's spring. Based on Yang Dashuai's years of experience as a gay man, he knew from the first sight of these two handsome young men that their relationship was anything but innocent; it was definitely not just a casual classmate relationship. They were a gay couple, and he sensed a connection between them. However, Yang Dashuai didn't expose them. He wasn't the kind of person who would do something . But Yang Dashuai, who had been sexually frustrated for years, rarely encountered such high-caliber handsome young men.

Of course, he wouldn't let it go. Of course, he didn't have the guts to ruin things for her; he knew his own
limitations and would never do anything reckless. He just wanted to spy on her every day, take some nude photos of her, and fantasize
about her when he had nothing to do.
It seemed that even God took pity on Yang Dashuai, and soon gave him a chance to fulfill his wish. Yang Dashuai happened to
learn that the beautiful and lovely girl was a Michael Jackson fan like himself and was looking for a Jackson
record . He happened to have one, so he immediately seized the opportunity and gave it to her. The girl
was overjoyed to receive the record and immediately invited Yang Dashuai to her home. Yang Dashuai was more than happy to accept and naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Brother Yang, thank you so much! I've been looking for this record for so long!" Inside the house, the girl sincerely
thanked Yang Dashuai, a shy smile appearing on her face, which was even more beautiful than a girl's.
"No…no need to thank me, it's just…a small thing!" Yang Dashuai had never been thanked by such a beauty before, and he stammered
. What a beautiful smile! How could such a beautiful smile exist in the world? He
loved this kind of gentle, shy, and adorable bottom the most.
"Brother Yang is so kind! These are some snacks I made myself. Please try them. I hope you won't mind."
The bottom handed Yang a plate of exquisite and beautiful snacks, revealing another captivating smile that left Yang
completely mesmerized.
"Th...th...thank you!" Yang's stuttering worsened. He had wanted to appear more dashing
, but he couldn't help it; this bottom was just too cute. He was utterly charmed. Good heavens, he could even
make snacks! How virtuous and adorable! He suddenly remembered a Japanese SM manga where the bottom also made
snacks and always wore a maid outfit, playing SM games with his master. He couldn't help but fantasize about the beautiful woman in front of him wearing
a pretty red maid outfit, calling him master, and being trained by him. Oh my god! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to get a nosebleed
!
"Oh no, I'm filthy from cleaning. Han-ge will be furious when he gets back. I need to
take a shower right away, or he'll yell at me!" The submissive, completely oblivious to Yang Da-shuai's wicked
intentions, looked down at himself, frowned, and muttered under his breath.
Although the submissive's voice was soft, Yang Da-shuai, with his excellent hearing, still heard him. Upon hearing
the word " ," his eyes lit up, and he practically drooled.
"Then go take a shower!" Yang Da-shuai immediately laughed, his words becoming
much more .
"How could I leave you sitting here alone!" the submissive shook his head.
"It's alright!" Yang Da-shuai smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. If the submissive showered, he could peep on him
, even see him naked. It was a pity he hadn't brought a camera, but he had his phone.
"I'm going to take a shower now, I'll be right back. Brother Yang, please wait a moment!"
A charming smile bloomed on the submissive's beautiful face.
"Okay! It's alright, take your time washing, no rush!" Commander Yang nodded, secretly overjoyed.
Heaven had finally opened its eyes, finally showing mercy and granting his wish. Hahaha! His
luck had turned!
The submissive said a few more apologetic words, then got up and went into the bathroom, leaving Commander Yang sitting alone outside,
completely unaware that he was walking into a trap.
Commander Yang soon heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and immediately a wicked grin spread across his face. He quickly got up and
quietly walked to the bathroom door, slowly opening it. He was immediately greeted by a breathtaking
scene that could drive any man in the world crazy. The adorable submissive was completely naked, showering with a showerhead. His face was beautiful, but his body was even more beautiful—skin like
cream, white as jade, a perfect slender waist and shapely buttocks. Most alluring were the two adorable nipples on his snow-white breasts, making one
want to take a bite. The little bud hidden between his legs was even more exquisite, a pinkish-white clitoris gleaming with an alluring luster,
without a single hair.
Just as Commander Yang was feeling his blood boil and his lust intensify at the sight of the beautiful women before him, almost to the point of ecstasy,
a deep, angry roar suddenly came from behind him: "What are you doing?"

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