My night in the bathroom with Swordfish [BL content - proceed with caution]

(This is a gay romance novel; please think twice before reading!)
"Kawaii." Click! With a flash of white light from the Meitu Xiu Xiu camera, my fair face tilted slightly, and my slender fingers formed a pretty little scissor shape beside my shallow dimples. A beautiful selfie was complete; I looked so pure and adorable in the image. Before the story officially begins, please allow me to introduce myself: My online name is "Fallen Monkey," and I currently work in Dadu as an insurance company employee. I'm 22 years old, 166cm tall, and weigh 51kg. My figure would be considered graceful among women, and petite among men. (Hehe, don't you think it's cute? Dear!)
Ugh! Don't call me sissy! Actually, I'm just a very pure and quiet young man! (Embarrassed.) Because I've lived with my mother since I was little, I have a deep-seated, inexplicable fondness for cosmetics and skincare products like face masks, perfumes, and lotions. Sometimes, when my mother was at work, I would secretly smear that glistening liquid on my face. The cool, slippery feeling was so wonderful. Later, as I grew up, I went to school and worked in the city, spending most of my money on this. As a result, my skin is very fair and smooth, making many girls jealous.
In the garden of my heart, a secret continues to sprout and grow. From childhood, I've always believed myself to be a gentle and beautiful girl, or rather, I possess a tender, alluring heart like a woman's. I would secretly wear my mother's fragrant bra and mesh panties, put on shiny black high heels, and repeatedly admire my full, white buttocks and soft figure under the thin mesh in the mirror, becoming completely intoxicated by it. I don't have a mother complex; I'm attracted to men. While others go crazy for the voluptuous actresses in porn, I become incredibly aroused by the masculine and robust male leads, fantasizing that I am the one being fucked to multiple orgasms.
My story with Brother Swordfish begins with an unexpected encounter in the Erotic City forum that year. I love reading and writing erotic novels, and over the past few months, I've published more than ten short pieces. That day, I had just opened Erotic City when a crisp ringtone entered my ears: "Ding-dong, ding-dong!" Then I saw a text message that read: "Brother, you've published quite a few novels, go get yourself a bra." Signed: Swordfish, the forum moderator. The phrase "bra" piqued my interest, so I replied to Swordfish: "How embarrassing! What if I don't look good wearing a bra?" Brother Swordfish's reply was witty and humorous, making me laugh uncontrollably in front of my computer.
From then on, we constantly exchanged messages, enthusiastically engaging in mutual SM, no, I mean, PM. For example, he described the forum moderator: "Whenever the forum moderator catches a newbie, he'll train them until their anus is covered in wounds." At that time, I was deeply attracted by the unique humor in his language. Looking at the messages he sent, I would sometimes sit quietly at my desk, cupping my soft cheeks and wondering: Swordfish, what kind of witty and charming man are you? The longer I thought about it, the more a warm, moist feeling would spread through my body, making me unable to forget the name Swordfish. After a while, for some reason, he stopped sending messages, and we lost contact.
Until the eve of Singles' Day, suffering from the torment of longing, I finally mustered up the courage and, with trembling fingers, sent him a seemingly ordinary text message: "Swordfish, how are you planning to spend Singles' Day?" The next day he replied: "Sigh, spending it alone. Haha!" Looking at that grinning emoji, my heart ached more and more, until tears welled up in my eyes. I pursed my thin lips and, with trembling hands, sent another text message: "Swordfish, are you in Dadu too?" After sending the message, I felt my breathing become difficult: Was I hoping for this complete stranger named Swordfish?
The next day, Swordfish replied: "Yeah, could it be Monkey too?" When I saw the word "yes," I felt an inexplicable surge of joy. I blinked my long eyelashes and frantically typed on the keyboard: "Swordfish, I'll treat you to a drink." After sending it, I let out a long breath, touching my large, fleshy nipples, feeling the intense pounding of my heart, and took that first step, one I knew nothing about. The next day, I received his reply: "No problem! Monkey will decide the time and place, let's celebrate together, brothers. Let's exchange phones or WeChat."
I frantically sent Swordfish all my contact information—my phone number, QQ, WeChat, YiXin, Momo, Facebook, Weibo, Tuita, Baidu account, and so on—to Swordfish. I not only saved his contact information on my phone and wrote it down, but also put it in my cloud drive. Just to be on the safe side, I memorized it dozens more times to make sure I wouldn't forget it. Then I replied, "Let's meet in Tongjiao in a week. I'm going on a business trip soon." Actually, I lied to Swordfish. I wasn't going on a business trip at all. I just used this week to go on a spa spree, get beauty treatments, exfoliate, and remove the little body hair I already had to
make myself smooth, alluring, and confident. On the evening of Singles' Day, I stood in front of the mirror with my new size 5 haircut: I saw myself with red lips, a fair complexion, and skin as soft as snow. I gently opened my brand-new Triumph black sexy mesh panties, slowly slipping my jade-like white legs into the opening. I lifted the lace trim, and the black transparent mesh tightly hugged my round, full, and plump buttocks. Then I changed into a neutral-style short trench coat and tight pants, low-heeled black leather boots, put on the black-rimmed glasses favored by sophisticated women, tied a bright red scarf in a single knot, and finally gave the mirror a cute flying kiss. Then, I mustered my courage and stepped out the door to meet the long-awaited Swordfish Brother.
When I arrived at Liu's Lamb Spine Hot Pot restaurant on the outskirts of the city, he was already standing at the door. As I paid the fare, I glanced at him: he was about 186cm tall, with a straight, muscular, and robust figure, dressed in a very masculine style; his black, shiny hair was neither too long nor too short, and his face was very handsome and rugged, exuding a youthful innocence amidst his mature appearance, especially his large, upturned nose, which evoked endless fantasies. I stared at him in the car, completely forgetting where I was. "Young man, do you need a ticket? Hey, do you need a taxi ticket?" "Ah? Oh, thank you! No." The driver called twice before I snapped out of my daze and got out of the car, my face flushed.
My heart was pounding like a deer, compelling me to walk towards him step by step. With each step closer to him, my face turned redder and my heart trembled more. Looking at his robust physique, I even felt a desire to be violated by him. But I knew I couldn't act too effeminate, or I'd scare him away. Suppressing my inner heat and the tingling sensation between my legs, I walked calmly to him: "Are you Swordfish Brother?" He lowered his head, maintaining the adorable 20cm height difference between us, and laughed loudly: "Yeah. You're Monkey King, right? I always thought you were a burly guy. Haha!" Looking at his hearty smile and handsome face,
a roar of desire echoed in my heart, making my heart boil: "Man, man! Fuck me, fuck me to death!" I forced myself to remain calm and asked in a manly tone: "So, what do we say now?" The lively and cheerful Swordfish Brother draped his strong arm over my soft shoulder: "Very handsome! Haha. Let's go, let's drink!" Swordfish Brother put his arm around me and led me into a small restaurant, my anus soaking wet. We ate lamb spine hotpot and drank two and a half bottles of Red Star Erguotou, talking about life and everything under the sun. During this process, I felt both pain and sweetness. I had to suppress my desires several times to avoid burying my face in his chest and demanding a kiss.
My black mesh panties were soaked through. Swordfish, in high spirits, didn't notice my unusual writhing movements at all. He continued to excitedly tell me about people and things that intoxicated me. The drinking went on until 11 PM. Swordfish staggered to the counter and paid the bill: "Monkey, let's go. We need to go home." Go? Do you think I'd be willing to leave now? I quickly said, "Swordfish, don't rush. Let's find a bathhouse to sober up." Swordfish hesitated: "Isn't it a bit too late?" I put on a manly air: "Late? What's late? Do you think a poor bastard like you has a wife to hug when you get home?"
Swordfish laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Well said! Then let's go soak him!" I stood up excitedly: "Let's go!" With my lust rising, I supported the swaying Swordfish, pressed close to his strong and muscular body, and smelled the masculine scent of alcohol emanating from his nose. We took a taxi to a public bathhouse that I knew very well but was extremely remote. When we arrived, the proprietress was already preparing to close: "Xiao Hou, why are you so late? I'm about to close, you can come tomorrow." My heart sank: "Is there no hot water?" The proprietress: "No, not at all. Our boiler only shuts down once every three days, otherwise we'd waste too much coal. There's plenty of hot water, but I'm planning to go to sleep."
I: "How about this, ma'am? You see, my friend and I have had too much to drink, we'll definitely catch a cold if we don't take a bath. It used to be 5 yuan per person, but I'll give you 100 yuan today so we can get a bath. Please lock the outer zipper door, and we'll leave through the back door after we're done." The proprietress happily accepted the money: "Okay, Xiao Hou is a regular customer, I trust you. Be careful, I'm leaving now." Swordfish, drunk, gave a thumbs up: "Monkey is rich, 100 yuan is enough to go to a bathhouse." I smiled meaningfully at Swordfish: "Afraid of getting sick." After the proprietress left, only Swordfish and I were left in the huge bathhouse.
"Come on, Swordfish, let's take off our clothes." I helped the unsteady Swordfish to the changing room. The heating inside was scorching hot, making you want to tear your clothes off. The drunken Swordfish randomly found an empty locker and started taking off his clothes one by one. Every time a bit of his strong, muscular body was revealed, I felt my heart was about to jump out of my mouth. The naked Swordfish asked me in a daze, "Why aren't you taking off your clothes, Monkey? Are you waiting for someone to help you change? Haha." I saw a thick, dark brown penis dangling from his thick, black-haired genitals, the glans the size of a goose egg, and two full, round, shiny testicles.
I swallowed hard. "Oh, I'll take them off now, don't rush me." I said this in a very effeminate way, but luckily the Swordfish was too drunk to notice. I deliberately turned my back to the Swordfish, observing his reaction out of the corner of my eye. I slowly took off my shirts, revealing my smooth, white back to him. Swordfish joked, "Hey, Monkey, your skin...tsk tsk, it's even whiter than a woman's!" I loosened my belt and smiled, "Really? A man can't possibly be whiter than a woman." Then, I slowly pulled down my pants, revealing my sexy black mesh panties and the full, fleshy buttocks they covered. Swordfish suddenly fell silent. Out
of the corner of my eye, I knew he had already seen my large, white buttocks through the black mesh. I deliberately turned my back and asked, "Brother Swordfish, did you take the soap?" A hint of nervousness and panic crept into Swordfish's voice: "Ah? Ah, no, I didn't take it, I forgot." I turned around, exposing my smooth, white body and the 15cm penis encased in black mesh to Swordfish, and laughed, "It's okay, I'll go get it." A flash of shock crossed Swordfish's eyes, then he blushed and strained to look at the ceiling: "Oh, okay, okay." I swayed past him, and out of the corner of my eye, I clearly saw his gaze return to my buttocks.
I liked his boyish shyness and mature, fervent voyeurism. Perhaps he was curious because he saw my large, white buttocks and women's mesh panties, but that look had already aroused me, making me incredibly thirsty. I grabbed a towel and soap outside, then returned to Swordfish Brother, turning my back to him again. I slowly pulled down my sexy mesh panties, revealing my large, white buttocks. "Let's go, Swordfish Brother." Swordfish Brother didn't reply, lowering his head and disappearing into the bathroom first. I grabbed my phone and followed. Swordfish Brother stood under the shower, washing his drunken body. The hot water glistened on his flesh, creating a hazy, fleshy sheen.
I stood three showerheads away, letting the hot water wash over me. I mimicked the seductive movements of sexy actresses, lathering my hands with soap and rubbing them against my chest and abdomen, sometimes tilting my head back to wash my neck, sometimes squeezing my breasts to let the water wash over them. Soon, a thin layer of white mist rose between us, temporarily easing the awkwardness. I bent over, sticking out my white buttocks, and lathered my feet with soap. "Swordfish Brother, is it comfortable?" Swordfish Brother, washing his thick, long penis, gave an embarrassed "Mmm." After rinsing off the foam, he plunged his muscular body into the pool.
Having shed my initial nervousness and fear, I became increasingly uninhibited in front of the man I liked. I calmly washed my genitals, casually sticking my buttocks out and swaying them back and forth in front of him. I spread my fleshy buttocks and rubbed my anus with my fingers. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Swordfish was still stealing glances at me from time to time. This stimulating and strange feeling made me bolder. I dried myself, my hard penis erect, and picked up my phone to stand next to Swordfish. I gently touched my thigh in the water against him; his Adam's apple bobbed, and he covered his face with a towel to avoid my advances. An awkward silence returned.
Overwhelmed by desire and eager to confess my feelings, I lost all reason and restraint, and boldly took another step forward: I opened my phone and started watching gay porn that I had treasured for years. On the screen appeared a pair of muscular Western men, thrusting intensely, their bodies locked in a passionate kiss, a thick, veiny penis repeatedly entering and exiting a dark brown anus. The bathroom was instantly filled with loud cries of "Oh, oh! Yeah, come on, baby! Oh! My god! God! Oh!" "Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, fuck our ass, so good! Fuck, fuck you. Oh, yeah!" Amidst the lewd sounds of men's intercourse, I, desperately craving to be fucked, gripped my own penis.
"Mmm, mmm, oh, mmm, mmm, oh." My delicate hands stroked my hard penis in the water, teasing my hardening nipples, creating a splashing sound in the tub. The low, muffled moans unique to Easterners emanating from my mouth and nose mingled with the passionate roars of the Western men, creating a symphony of homosexual debauchery where reality and fantasy merged. With a whoosh, Swordfish's naked body leaped out of the water, water cascading down his thick, long penis and smooth, firm buttocks, making my penis even harder and my mouth water even more. Swordfish left me alone in the pool and rushed into the steam room without looking back.
The empty bathroom with only two men and the gay porn on my phone aroused both boundless desire and boundless courage in me. I emerged from the water, wiggling my white buttocks as I chased after him into the steam room. I pressed my naked body tightly against Swordfish Brother's muscular frame, my nipples rubbing against his burning chest, sending shivers of pleasure through me. Swordfish Brother stared at me, dumbfounded, and tried to push me away: "Monkey, you? What are you doing?" I inhaled the strong scent of alcohol emanating from him, my smooth, white body constantly arousing his desire: "I...I want you, Swordfish Brother, give it to me, give it to me. Okay?"
Swordfish Brother panicked: "No, no. We're both men, how can we?" I grabbed Swordfish Brother's thick, brown... His penis collided with mine, the two slick glans rubbing back and forth, coated with the sticky, lustful fluids secreted by each other: "Why not? Swordfish, I want you, I love you. Don't you want me? Don't you like my smooth flesh? Don't you feel anything for my plump ass? Don't you want me to fuck you and make you scream with lust?" My delicate hands gently caressed his sensitive areas, eliciting fierce resistance from Swordfish: "No, I'm not gay, you, you can't. No, absolutely not! Let me go!"
I took Swordfish's brown nipple into my mouth, repeatedly licking the tip with my wet, slippery tongue. Then, I held Swordfish tightly with one hand and grasped his thick penis with the other, rubbing his large glans against mine. Under the intense stimulation, Swordfish's urethra continuously released prostatic fluid, wetting my glans and pubic hair. In the extremely hot steam, Swordfish, gradually becoming intoxicated, was powerless to resist my advances. I kissed his entire body and asked indistinctly, "Don't you want to conquer a man who's sucking your cock? I'll be more lewd than a woman, I can give you more pleasure than a woman. Give it to me, please give it to me."
Swordfish lost his initial fierce resistance. Drunk and delirious, he still mumbled, "No, I'm not gay." Despite his words, his hands began to gently caress my white buttocks. His touch stirred me, and I knelt before him, taking his thick, long penis into my mouth: "Swordfish, I'm a woman, you can consider me your woman." Swordfish's glans reached the deepest part of my throat. I tightened my mouth, constantly swallowing and spitting out this enormous thing. Warm saliva slowly slid down the thick shaft. Swordfish, enjoying the sensation, kept scratching and stroking my chest and back: "Ah, ah, ah, so good."
I released his penis, placing my tongue against his perineum below his testicles, then slowly licking the back of his glans from bottom to top with my wet tongue, before sucking on the entire glans: "Swordfish, is it good?" Swordfish grabbed a soft, yielding mound of flesh on my chest, flicking at the two hard, tender nipples. Seeing that he wouldn't answer, I used my jade gloves to manipulate his shaft, making the glans quickly swallow and spit out of my mouth; I extended my tongue and rhythmically licked the wet urethral opening, continuing to ask while performing lewd oral sex, "Brother Swordfish, is it good or not?" After saying that, I opened my mouth wide and took his entire thick penis into my mouth, my wet tongue wrapping around the hot shaft.
Brother Swordfish grabbed my head, pulling it up and down repeatedly, shouting loudly, "Good!" Appreciated by the praise, I twisted my waist and swayed my hips in front of him even more vigorously, constantly moaning lewdly, repeatedly stimulating his senses of sight and hearing: "Am I more slutty than women? Am I more comfortable than them serving me?" Brother Swordfish touched my back and roared, "Yes!" I squatted in front of his penis, performing oral sex and self-stimulation for more than ten minutes, until my anus was unbearably itchy, and a lot of fluid flowed from the opening. I got up and French kissed Brother Swordfish, who was bursting with lust, for a while, then gently squatted down on the wooden stool next to him. I spread my white, fleshy legs and rubbed Swordfish Brother's thick, large penis against my anus.
Swordfish Brother wantonly kneaded my smooth, naked body, his glans constantly pushing into my anus. I sealed Swordfish Brother's mouth with my tongue and said seductively, "Swordfish Brother, I love you! I felt so much love from the first moment I saw you. I'm coming, ah!" My white buttocks suddenly sat down, and a thick, hard penis plunged deep into my anus. The overwhelming pleasure overwhelmed my virginity, my mind filled with images of intense thrusting and intercourse from pornographic films. I passionately roared at Swordfish Brother, "I want it, give it to me! Give it to me!" With a series of slaps, my white buttocks danced up and down like a fleshy cushion, violently swallowing and spitting out Swordfish Brother's thick, long penis, penetrating to the hilt.
The swelling of my anus and prostate stimulated my penis to become harder and harder. The intense pleasure from both ends pounded against me like a storm against my fair, fleshy little boat, constantly engulfing me in the raging waves of lust. "Swordfish brother, swordfish brother, brother, so good, so good, your cock is filling my hole. I want you, I want you, fuck me to death, fuck me to death!" When a bottom gives his most precious anus to his top, he would rather be the most beautiful, blooming flower in the world, offering all his lust and pleasure to his beloved man. Swordfish brother, being attentively served by my white buttocks, was equally agitated: "Ah, ah! So good!"
The excited Swordfish brother slapped my white buttocks, leaving red handprints: "Ah! Fuck you, fuck you to death! Is my cock big? Have I fucked your asshole raw?" I sat on my white buttocks with a loud slapping sound, blending with another kind of slapping sound. I French kissed Brother Swordfish, sucking the saliva from his mouth: "Big, Brother Swordfish's cock is so big, no, the biggest. It's going to send me flying to heaven." After nearly a hundred thrusts of the Guanyin Lotus position, I panted and twisted my waist, squeezing the thick, long cock in my anus so tightly that I arched back and forth. The intense grinding pleasure from the walls
of my anus was intense: "Ah! Brother, brother! Your cock is going to fuck my little hole to pieces! Ah!" Brother Swordfish was even more excited by my lewd words and began to thrust actively in my anus: "Ah! You little slut, your cunt is so tight. Squat up, let me fuck you to death, you slut!" Brother Swordfish slapped my white buttocks hard, making me raise my ass. I obediently raised my buttocks to a height where he could thrust forcefully. Swordfish grabbed my smooth, fleshy waist and began to thrust his penis into my anus with all his might: "How is it? Is it powerful enough?" My body trembled as his thick, long penis pounded against me, and my anus was getting closer and closer to its limit: "Enough! Brother, Swordfish is so good!" Swordfish's penis suddenly became even faster and more ferocious, pounding against my white buttocks and
making very loud slapping sounds. "You slut! I'm going to fuck your asshole raw!" I squatted on the wooden chair, hearing his vulgar insults, feeling incredibly stimulated both mentally and physically. I worked tirelessly, raising and lowering my white buttocks in rhythm with his thrusts: "Not asshole, husband, husband! It's my pussy! It's my pussy!" Swordfish, like a wild beast, clung tightly to my waist, his cock pumping wildly dozens of times: "Ah! Ah, I can't take it anymore! Ah! I'm going to cum, cum, cum! Ah!" Tortured by the immense pleasure, I was on the verge of bursting, my white buttocks no longer able to take the thick, long cock that drove me mad: "Ah! Husband, husband!
It's coming, it's coming, ahhh!" Streams of hot semen sprayed into the deepest part of my anus, while my cock also gushed forth countless thick spurts, shooting onto Swordfish's firm lower abdomen. I kissed Swordfish frantically, the two men's naked bodies pressed tightly together, feeling each other's heartbeats. After the passion had subsided for a while, Swordfish's limp penis finally slid out of my anus, still dripping with semen. I was reluctant to let his precious thing leave my body, and just as I was about to grab it, Swordfish pushed my hand away. Disgusted, he pushed me aside and walked out of the steam room. Ignoring the remaining semen still dripping from my anus, I got up and chased after him.
I tried to hug Swordfish, who was washing himself in the shower, but he rudely pushed me away several times. Tears welled in my eyes as I looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Wasn't it wonderful just now?" Swordfish, with his back to me, vigorously washed his genitals: "Don't say anything! I don't want to hear anything." I tried to hug him again, but he pushed me down onto the slippery floor. I cried and asked, "Why, why?" Swordfish hurriedly dried himself with a towel and ran back to the changing room. I chased him to the dressing room, and after he was dressed, I still asked, unwilling to give up, "Why is that? Honey, don't you love me? Wasn't it fun enough just now?
If so, tell me, how can I please you? I'm really willing to do anything for you. Honey, please tell me!" Swordfish roared like an angry lion, "Don't call me honey! I said, forget what just happened! Otherwise, I'll be disgusted for the rest of my life!" With that, Swordfish stormed out the back door without looking back. I collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down my pale cheeks, forming a pool of heartbroken despair. Later, I tried every way to contact him, but received no response whatsoever. After a long time, I finally understood. My brief love affair with him began with his penetration and ended with his ejaculation.
In the years since losing him, I've had many homosexual lovers and experienced intense sex. But no matter what, I've never experienced the ecstatic pleasure of that night with Swordfish. Because my time with him was the sublimation of love; while the countless times with others were merely the release of sex. Occasionally, when the night is quiet and I'm lonely, I'll gently put down "Brokeback Mountain" and look up at the starry sky outside the window. I can always find Swordfish's familiar, cheerful smile in the picture, and then I'll look at him and smile, until tears drip into the moonlight in the room. Then, deep in my heart, I'll involuntarily murmur to myself:
"Swordfish, how have you been all these years? Are you happy now? Are you still as cheerful as before? You must have found someone who cares for you, takes care of you, and wants to spend your life with you. Although you rejected my love, I still sincerely wish you happiness. But, Swordfish, do you know that there's something I've kept deep in my heart for many years, but I've never had the chance to tell you in person: Lun, Lunjia, I really, really miss you!"

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