[Li Chaoyan's Love Story]

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The Erotic Chronicles of the Joseon Dynasty
Author: Unknown
Word Count: 50652
(Part 1)
The intermittent laughter of underage girls drifted from afar, and the faint scent of gardenias wafted in the air. Min Yonghuan
, wearing only his inner garment, leaned against the screen adorned with peony paintings. The July weather was already quite hot, and the cicadas' chirping
was particularly irritating. Hearing the sound of clothes rubbing against the floor outside the door, he slightly turned his neck and propped himself up.
After the women's voices subsided, soft footsteps followed. Min Yonghuan suddenly stood up and
called out, "Is that Wu Lang? Come in quickly!"
After a long pause, he heard a reply from outside, "Yes, I'll come in right away." The door was gently opened, and
Wu Lang, head bowed deeply, gently closed the door again, approached, and knelt before Min Yonghuan.
"My lord, you're sweating. Let me fetch some water to help you wipe yourself clean; it will cool you down a bit." He then
bowed deeply in a deep salute.
"Yes, yes, you're right! Use the water in this room, I'm burning up from the heat." Before he could finish speaking,
he started pulling at his clothes.
Seeing his rough movements, Wu Lang quickly looked up to stop him: "Please don't... let me help you take them off, don't tear
your clothes." He slowly leaned closer, extending his jade-like fingers to touch the knot on Min Yonghuan's chest.
Just as he tugged, his shoulder was suddenly grabbed, startling Wu Lang into wide-eyed stares.
"My lord...?"
"Wu Lang, tell me... what exactly is marriage...?" Min Yonghuan's face flushed slightly: "Is a woman
's body really as good as they say?"
Hearing him mention this, Wu Lang also blushed slightly: "My lord, how... how would I know? My wife
... didn't she already tell you... it should be like that, right? Look at how many wives Judge Yin has married
, it must be that women are indeed pleasing and cherished by men..."
"I know that, but what Mother told me... it's really... frightening! Such
things, I, I..."
In an instant, Wu Lang's eyes showed curiosity, but he immediately lowered his head, revealing the fine white scalp in the middle of his hair,
which greatly stirred Min Yonghuan's heart: "Then... then have you done those things?"
This question startled Wu Lang, and he hurriedly shook his head: "You, you're going to kill me with those words!
How could I dare..." Seeing him like this, Min Yonghuan couldn't help but pull Wu Lang closer, thinking that Wu Lang
didn't know that when he shook his head, the soft black braid behind him was like scratching the heart of the adult. This beautiful
hair was quite famous in Anyang City, and even in the whole of Korea.
"How could I possibly take your life? It's just that, Wu Lang, although you're a few years younger than me, you always put a lot of effort into my affairs
. I thought..."
"You... I can help you with other things, but this kind of thing... I don't even know how to do it
. It's really... Please don't say such things. If Lord Pan Yin and his wife find out, they'll blame me for
corrupting you, and they might even strip me naked and beat me to death!"
Hearing this, Min Yonghuan quickly said, "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. You're my servant. If I don't kick
you out, who else would dare to be rough with you!"
"But you'll be getting married soon, sir. Then your wife will serve you, and I'll have to serve other
young masters..." Before Wu Lang could finish speaking, Min Yonghuan suddenly interrupted him: "Who said that! Even if I get married
, you'll still wash my feet and massage my back. That woman only needs to give birth to one or two children. I won't
let you leave."
"My lord..." Tears welled in Wu Lang's eyes.
Seeing him like this, Min Yonghuan wanted nothing more than to pull him into his arms and crush him. He pulled him closer,
letting him rest on his knees, and said, "Wu Lang, let me ask you, how old are you this year?"
Feeling the situation was a bit ambiguous, Wu Lang lowered his head and replied, "Thirteen."
"A year younger than my future wife, Wu Lang. How many more years until you get married? I never imagined
you'd be holding a woman on the bed..."
Wu Lang blushed immediately, his hands slightly pushing away, "You...you're saying this, I...I
..."
Min Yonghuan stared blankly at him, his palms sweating. He lifted Wu Lang's chin, meeting his
bewildered eyes, and said, "I wonder if she's as gentle, considerate, soft, and fragrant as you..."
"You...what did you say? I...I'm not a woman, how could I be gentle, considerate, soft, and fragrant..."
"Practice with me," Min Yonghuan suddenly said, leaving Wu Lang stunned.
"Practice with me, it's a matter between husband and wife."
Wu Lang suddenly understood, turned around, and was about to get up and run away, but Min Yonghuan pulled him into
his arms: "Wu Lang, stay with me, I've been restless all day because of this. You know,
I'm very nervous about these things. If I mess up, I'll make a fool of myself."
"But... I'm not a woman..."
"If I really bring a woman, something bad will happen. You're helping me, do you expect me to beg you
?"
"My lord, please don't say that! It's just that I... don't know how to help you, young master, I don't know..."
"I'm just practicing, treating you like my new wife. She must be a virgin, you're
the most suitable to play her."
"This..."
"Just this once! As long as I'm confident, that's enough. Good Wu Lang, please agree, please agree?"
"My lord... I... I'm scared..."
"Don't be afraid! It's very comfortable. I heard from my mother that it will make you feel like you've ascended to heaven. Otherwise,
I wouldn't be so eager to try it with you."
Wu Lang lowered his head even further than before, revealing a section of his neck, like a severed lotus root, across Min Yonghuan's eyes. The exposed
back of his collar revealed the prominent neck bones caused by his lowered head. Min Yonghuan swallowed hard, knowing that Wu Lang was about to agree.
His lower body grew even more aroused; the place his mother had mentioned yesterday was already hardening.
Min Yonghuan pulled Wu Lang tightly into his arms, suppressing his overwhelming urges, and whispered in his ear
, "You smell so good."
"No, no, sir... it's just that the gardenias outside are blooming..."
"Nonsense, are gardenias really that fragrant?" As he spoke, Min Yonghuan gently rubbed his nose against Wu Lang's cheek,
feeling his slight tremor, and said, "Wu Lang is so heartless, he won't even lend me his body, I'm so worried!"
"My lord..."
"Even if you just take off your clothes, let me see and touch them."
"My lord... I... am willing..."
"Really!?"
"But we should ask Madam first... after all, it's not a small matter..."
Min Yonghuan deflated immediately: "Why ask her! Besides, this kind of thing can't be known by Mother..."
"Then... then..." Wu Lang hesitated, twisting the hem of his clothes.
"Stop with the 'that' and 'this,' you just keep pretending. We'll stop immediately when you don't want to anymore
, okay?"
"Well, okay..." Wu Lang covered his face with his hands and asked with his head down, "Then...
how do we do it...?"
"Ah! Well, it's from the moment we enter the bridal chamber, we take off our clothes first, and then..." He said,
tightly hugging Wu Lang's waist, "...Let's go behind the screen..."
Seeing Wu Lang timidly nod, Min Yonghuan picked him up and carried him behind the screen. Wu Lang was so ashamed that he
didn't dare to lift his face, and obediently let himself be carried to the dark corner behind the screen.
"Your waist is so thin, it looks like it would break if you bent it..." Min Yonghuan put Wu Lang on the ground, and seeing him curl up
with his legs and turn his face away, his lower body immediately burned. He quickly took off his clothes and
looked down at Wu Lang.
Wu Lang trembled slightly, his eyes catching sight of his master's erect penis, which was so shocking he couldn't speak.
Black hair had grown on it, the tip glistening red, and something was slowly seeping out.
"Master...? What's wrong with your lower body...? Are you sick...? What...?" Wu Lang
stared intently at the thing, which only excited Min Yonghuan more. He suddenly pounced on Wu Lang,
eliciting a scream.
"Master...? What's wrong...? You..."
Min Yonghuan held Wu Lang in his arms, breathing heavily in his ear, "Wu Lang... don't be afraid... Wu Lang
... Wu Lang..."
Wu Lang was terrified by his embrace, trying to dodge and twist to escape, "No, no, Master, Wu Lang...
no more, no more..."
"Wu Lang, my dear Wu Lang, don't hide... I, I can't hold back anymore..." Min Yonghuan held Wu Lang back
, tightly binding him with his arms, and reached forward to unbutton Wu Lang's clothes. Wu Lang was just a servant,
wearing only two or three pieces of clothing in total. The knot was quickly untied, and he took them all off. Min Yonghuan, afraid that he would struggle,
put Wu Lang's ear in his mouth and gently licked it.
"My lord! No... this... this is improper... please let Wu Lang go..."
"Wu Lang, didn't you just agree to everything I asked for... just let me kiss and hug you... you're not a woman,
I won't do anything to you..."
"But... but... you're not... not quite the same as usual..."
"I want to get intimate with Wu Lang quickly, you'd better be good and not hide, soon you'll feel so good you won't be able to leave
me... be good..."
Wu Lang's eyes were filled with tears, and after thinking it over, he nodded heavily: "Then, then my lord, please... hurry up...
"
"Definitely! Definitely!" Min Yonghuan turned Wu Lang around, held his shoulders, and said, "Wu Lang, look
at me, look at me."
Wu Lang's upper body was bare, and his smooth and tender body made Min Yonghuan unable to look away. He looked down at the two
still pink nipples on Wu Lang's chest, and his heart itched to touch them, but he still managed to restrain himself.
Min Yonghuan put his arm around Wu Lang's waist and boldly went to find Wu Lang's mouth, and kissed him directly. This truly
terrified Wu Lang, who, pitifully, dared not resist and could only let Min Yonghuan reap the benefits. Min Yonghuan, being a virgin himself
, had no skill whatsoever, simply following his own whims and recklessly kissing him. This was his first time, and having tasted
the sweetness, he felt that even a short kiss wasn't enough, constantly ravaging Wu Lang's little mouth and tongue,
biting his lower lip, licking his mouth, and even forcefully sucking on his lips and tongue, as if he wanted to
devour Wu Lang whole.
Wu Lang was terrified and overwhelmed by the kisses. When Min Yonghuan stopped, he could only lie sprawled on the adult
's chest, at his mercy. Having tasted the sweetness of this kiss, Min Yonghuan, panting heavily, touched Wu Lang's chest:
"Wu Lang, good Wu Lang… take off your pants too…" His words were broken, but his determination was clear
.
Wu Lang was speechless, both ashamed and embarrassed. He secretly wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips, his beautiful neck flushed
, his snow-white skin contrasting beautifully with his black hair.
Seeing that Wu Lang didn't answer, Min Yonghuan assumed he had agreed and reached for Wu Lang's belt,
saying, "Good Wu Lang, good Wu Lang..." He kept kissing Wu Lang's nose and eyebrows.
Min Yonghuan's eyes were already red. He unbuckled Wu Lang's belt and pulled it down, revealing his genitals, which looked as if they had been coated with frost and honey
. Wu Lang immediately felt a chill down there. He opened his eyes and saw that his pants had been pulled down to his knees. He gasped and stammered
, "This, this, this is not right, sir..."
"Wu Lang, these pants have to be taken off, otherwise how can we do it? Don't be silly, we both have to be naked
. I'll rub you and you'll feel good in a moment, ah, don't rush." With a forceful movement, he threw the pants
aside completely.
Now both were completely naked, entwined together, a truly beautiful sight. Unfortunately, the space behind the screen was cramped,
preventing them from stretching their arms and legs. Min Yonghuan, however, was secretly pleased. The confined space meant Wu Lang couldn't escape quickly enough,
and he could only roll around in his arms. The narrowness had its own charm, like a clandestine affair behind the screen, further fueling Min Yonghuan's lust
.
"M-Master..." Wu Lang dared not move now, completely naked, any movement feeling
exceptionally lewd and wanton. "Master... is it almost over?"
"Silly Wu Lang, this is only the beginning..."
"Ah? It's only the beginning... My lord, shall we stop here for today? I, I..."
Without waiting for his reply, Min Yonghuan immediately pressed down on him, kissing him wildly. From his neck and collarbone
to his nipples, he licked every inch of him meticulously. Wu Lang was terrified, wanting to scream but daring not to, for fear of attracting the servants. However,
the master's actions were too reckless, his body was wet and shiny from being licked, and his lewd and wanton appearance
truly shamed him. Wu Lang dared not be rude and could only suppress his sobs.
"My lord, my lord! No more, please..." Wu Lang pleaded softly, tears streaming down his face, his hands
tightly covering his face.
"Wu Lang, wait a little longer, you'll feel better soon. There's nothing shameful about this." Min Yonghuan breathed heavily
, his blood boiling at the sound of Wu Lang's cries, rubbing his penis up and down against Wu Lang's inner thighs
. Wu Lang, unaware of what was hot, iron-like thing moving back and forth on his most shameful part, opened
his already reddened eyelids in embarrassment, only to find his legs already wide open, clamping Min Yonghuan's lower body between them, resembling
the erotic paintings that servants often peeked at during breaks from work.
Just as Wu Lang was about to beg for mercy, he felt the master's hands roaming irregularly over his body, sometimes heavy, sometimes light,
causing the inexperienced man to gasp repeatedly. His lower body was then grabbed by the master, his thighs being forcefully pressed against, making Wu
Lang's waist go limp, unable to utter a single word. Min Yonghuan only saw Wu Lang as a woman, using his thighs to relieve his own
lust, feeling a blissful sensation that made him feel like he was flying to heaven, constantly murmuring, "Wu Lang... Wu Lang...
your body is so good, it's making me so happy..." Then, as if not satisfied, he moved his hands
to Wu Lang's buttocks, kneading them forcefully.
Unable to withstand such stimulation, Wu Lang cried out in pleasure, twisting his waist in resistance. Min Yonghuan, however, experienced a completely different
scene. Wu Lang's buttocks were small, round, and smooth, so tender it seemed as if water could be squeezed out with a single touch, making Min Yonghuan
unable to let go. He vigorously played with Wu Lang's buttocks, wishing Wu Lang would immediately transform into a woman so he could
penetrate him freely. Beads of sweat appeared on Min Yonghuan's forehead; Wu Lang's twisting waist immediately gave him an indescribable
pleasure, and he began to exhale cold breaths.
"Wu... Wu Lang... squeeze your legs tighter, squeeze me tighter..."
"My lord... I... I can't, I... I can't squeeze..." Wu Lang cried out.
Seeing that Wu Lang's whole body was limp and he didn't even have the strength to speak, how could he possibly squeeze his legs tight? Helpless, Min Yonghuan had no
choice but to pry Wu Lang's legs open himself and forcefully squeeze them together. Then, unable to control himself, he began thrusting rapidly back and forth,
his fingers restlessly touching Wu Lang's bright red lips. Wu Lang, overwhelmed by the rapid thrusting, didn't know how to react
. He only felt a burning sensation between his legs. He mustered his courage to look at the wicked thing, only to see his own
pale thighs swaying from side to side, which terrified him so much that he quickly closed his eyes.
A short while later, Min Yonghuan felt a tremor in his lower body, his back naturally straightening. Then,
a sticky substance spurted from his rubbed, red penis, splashing all over Wu Lang. Startled, Wu Lang stared blankly
at the adult with a satisfied expression.
"Wu Lang..." Min Yonghuan ejaculated, lazily lying down, holding Wu Lang in his arms, breathing heavily
, trying to calm his body after the act.
Min Yonghuan wrapped his arm around Wu Lang's sweaty back and gently kissed Wu Lang's face, which was still wet from the first time. His other
hand, however, pinched Wu Lang's nipple, asking, "Wu Lang, was it good?"
Wu Lang lowered his head and didn't answer, only covering the spot where he had just gripped the man's penis.
"Wu Lang?"
Seeing that Wu Lang still didn't answer, Min Yonghuan became slightly angry: "What? Are you angry with me?" He
suddenly pulled away Wu Lang's hand covering his genitals, threatening him, "You little rascal, taking advantage of my favor to act so arrogantly
! If you don't tell the truth, I'll tell Madam you seduced me, and your private parts will be the evidence!"
Hearing this, Wu Lang immediately raised his face, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Min Yonghuan, tears
welling up in his eyes: "You, how could you...you...I did such a thing with you...you made me..."
"...I didn't..."
Min Yonghuan knew he had frightened Wu Lang, and quickly hugged him tightly: "Wu Lang, I was just joking with you, how could you
take it seriously! I just wanted you to feel comfortable too..."
Wu Lang cried even harder: "But, but you clearly said...you would
stop immediately if I didn't want to, but just now no matter how much I cried out, you didn't let me go..."
Min Yonghuan then remembered that he had indeed said those words, but at the time, his blood was rushing and he couldn't let go at all,
so he didn't care about anything else. Thinking about it, he realized that he had only been focused on his own pleasure and hadn't really
caressed Wu Lang, especially his small genitals. Thinking of this, Min Yonghuan felt a little tempted again.
"Wulang, I know I was wrong, Wulang, don't cry," Min Yonghuan wiped away his tears and coaxed him, "I
'll apologize to you, okay? I'll make you feel good too, come on, let me see your lower body."
Seeing him say such vulgar things again, Wulang was so ashamed that he hid in the corner, "No, sir...you've already
..."
"But you haven't tasted the pleasure yet, I have to make you feel good too." Min Yonghuan said nice
words, but in his heart he just wanted to play with Wulang's beautiful body.
"I...I don't need it! Just...I already felt very good..." As he spoke, Wulang blushed:
"And I...I'm not like you, sir...I don't have..."
"Don't have anything?" "
I don't have...I don't have...I don't have..." The last word "hair" was barely
audible.
Min Yonghuan laughed, "What's the big deal! It'll feel just as good. Come, let me rub it for you."
"No, no, really, no need! My... it won't be as... hard as yours... I
..."
Min Yonghuan fell silent, feigning anger, which terrified Wu Lang, who hurriedly said, "My lord, I...
how could I dare let you do such a thing for me... if people find out, I'll be dead..."
Min Yonghuan remained silent, but Wu Lang couldn't hold back any longer: "My lord... then... then please take
a look for me..." he said, lowering his head.
Upon hearing this, Min Yonghuan was so happy that he pinched Wu Lang's clean, white buttocks and said, "Really?
You said it! You can't go back on your word!" He then moved his hand down to look at Wu Lang's small penis.
Wu Lang panicked when he saw him getting so close, and hurriedly covered his face, saying, "You, you...don't...
don't look..."
"Wu Lang, it's really beautiful here, pink and white, and so tender, it's so pleasing to the eye,"
he said, gently stroking it a couple of times, causing Wu Lang to gasp a few times. Actually, Wu Lang was only twelve or thirteen years old,
and that little penis didn't give him much pleasure, but he was always embarrassed to be teased in such a place.
"Wu Lang, can I lick it?" Min Yonghuan's eyes began to wander.
"Wh-what?!" Wu Lang couldn't believe his ears. "That...that kind of place...how
could your mouth possibly stick there? You mustn't, otherwise...otherwise...I'll..."
"Okay, okay, I won't lick it, don't be afraid, Wu Lang!" Min Yonghuan had no choice but to give up, then looked at
the two small balls under Wu Lang's penis. "What pitiful and adorable things!" Min Yonghuan felt his own penis stirring again
. Wu Lang's testicles were the size and color of pearls from the East China Sea, making him want to hold them in his hands and
play with them.
Wu Lang felt the adult flipping his small penis upwards to look at what was below, his face filled with shame, and even his
thighs began to tremble slightly. Min Yonghuan used his fingers to flick and poke Wu Lang's balls from side to side, having a great time.
Seeing Wu Lang's thighs trembling, he could no longer suppress his fervor. He grabbed Wu Lang's waist with one hand and simply took
Wu Lang's entire lower body into his mouth, sticking out his tongue and vigorously stimulating it.
Wu Lang gasped, but dared not raise his voice, so he could only put his fingers in his mouth and bite them, trying his best to endure it. This
kind of stimulation was much more ecstatic to Wu Lang than the previous thrusting of his thighs, but his immature penis still wouldn't
get erect, only trembling with the swaying of his waist and legs. Seeing him like this, Min Yonghuan found it both funny and enjoyable,
so he simply used his hands to support Wu Lang's knees, spreading his legs wide apart to see the drool-covered thing between them.
Because his legs were spread so wide, not only the front, but also Wu Lang's back was clearly visible to Min Yonghuan, the slender
white buttocks, the pink cleft of his buttocks, and even the tightly clenched anus were all on full display.
"I saw your asshole, Wu Lang." Min Yonghuan deliberately used vulgar language that only common people would say, causing
Wu Lang to sob softly.
Seeing that Wu Lang couldn't close his legs tightly, Min Yonghuan went a step further and reached out to touch that equally small hole. Wu Lang hadn't
expected his master to touch such a place. His teary eyes widened, and his lower body suddenly tightened. This tightening
only fueled his master's playful nature.
"Your place is moving around so much, Wu Lang, you almost pinched my finger just now! How amusing!"
he said, pushing his finger further in. Startled, Wu Lang quickly clenched his buttocks, gripping Min
Yonghuan's finger tightly.
"Wu Lang, you're pinching me! You're pinching me so tightly!"
"No, no..." Wu Lang groaned, "Please... pull it out... I don't want to... don't
tease me like this..."
Min Yonghuan was somewhat amused and exasperated. "It's not that I don't want to pull it out, it's that you're pinching me and won't let me go, Wu Lang." Helpless
, he tried to twist his finger forcefully, which only elicited a series of screams from Wu Lang.
Min Yonghuan was startled, thinking he had hurt Wu Lang, but to his surprise, the little thing in front of him raised its head slightly, clearly indicating
that Wu Lang's body was enjoying itself immensely.
Min Yonghuan grinned wickedly, "Wu Lang, is your anus very comfortable? Hmm?"
Wu Lang couldn't answer, and could only keep crying. Min Yonghuan knew he was amused, so he said, "Wu Lang, how can you feel so
comfortable in such a place? This is really..."
Wu Lang was overwhelmed with shame by his words. He had only just discovered that he could feel such
pleasure from having his anus penetrated, and he was terrified. He said, "...Sir...please...don't tell anyone...don't tell
anyone..."
"Alright, I won't tell anyone, but Wu Lang, you have to tell me the truth, which feels more comfortable, your front or your back
?" As he spoke, he slowly pulled out his finger and gently pressed and rubbed the opening.
Wu Lang hesitated to speak, but his legs gradually tightened, clamping Min Yonghuan's arm, and his waist began
to thrust from side to side.
"Wu Lang, if you don't tell the truth, I might..." Before Min Yonghuan could even threaten him, Wu Lang seemed
unable to bear it any longer, turning his face away and saying in a tearful voice, "...back, back..." Considering that Wu Lang was still a child
, his front was completely soft, so of course, his back was more comfortable.
"Wu Lang is so good... So, do you like me to rub or do you like me to penetrate?"
Wu Lang was too ashamed to speak, but Min Yonghuan was not about to let him go. He forcefully pushed his fingers against
Wu Lang's anus twice, causing Wu Lang's shoulders to tremble uncontrollably: "...I like both..."
Now Min Yonghuan smiled broadly: "Good Wu Lang, if I had known, I would have specially served your little hole." After saying that,
he rubbed Wu Lang's mouth for a while before letting go and letting him get dressed. During this time, he stole glances at Wu Lang's buttocks
and the still trembling anus several times.
That night, Min Yonghuan pondered Wu Lang's body, and his lower body became aroused several times. Although
he had told Wu Lang it would only be this once, he still needed to do it with him every day, otherwise
how could he endure the next month or so before the wedding! Once Wu Lang tasted the pleasure, he wouldn't be able to give it up, so he began to ponder Wu Lang's anus
. He reached between his buttocks and poked it a couple of times, only to find it painful and dry, not very interesting. He wondered
why Wu Lang was so aroused, like the women his mother had described, even his moving anus seemed
like a woman's genitals, making him linger. Thinking about this, his hand moved downwards again.
The next day, when Min Yonghuan got up, the bed was already soaking wet and a mess. He couldn't ask anyone else to change, so he had to
call Wu Lang over. Wu Lang was wearing a pure white robe, looking quite handsome, but his face was excessively red. Recently ,
the whole household had been busy preparing for the wedding, and the bedroom was quiet and somewhat lonely with no one around.
Seeing the mattress, Wu Lang hesitated, not daring to approach, until Min Yonghuan came to hug him, at which point he quickly pulled away to
change. He thought he could leave after doing his job, but instead, the adult grabbed him by the waist and kissed him. Wu Lang twisted and struggled.
But he felt Min Yonghuan's penis growing larger and larger in his abdomen, which terrified him so much that he dared not move, until Min
Yonghuan pressed him down on the newly changed mattress and began to knead him back and forth.
"Wu Lang, Wu Lang, last night my mind was filled with you, I missed you so much! Wu Lang, Wu Lang, take off your clothes
."
Hearing that he wanted to take off his clothes again, Wu Lang cried and resisted. Seeing that he would not give in no matter what, Min Yonghuan used a harsher approach
:
"Wu Lang, you did that kind of thing with me yesterday, can you pretend that didn't happen? Aren't you afraid that I will tell Madam and
make you suffer the family punishment? And..."
Wu Lang was already so frightened that his eyes widened and his whole body trembled.
"If I told anyone that Wu Lang likes having his ass poked, would you still have the face to stay in this manor? Huh?"
Wu Lang blinked, then tears welled up in his eyes: "My lord... you... you didn't
say that before..."
"What I said before doesn't matter, the key is what you do now... I like you, I want to be
intimate with you, and I want to make you feel good, so what do you say, will you or won't you?" Before Wu Lang could answer, he had already taken off his shirt and unbuckled
his belt.
Seeing him like this, Wu Lang felt wronged and speechless, but Min Yonghuan had even taken off his pants,
staring at Wu Lang without any hesitation, and said: "It's just playing around with me, is there any need to be so afraid? Wu Lang,
my good Wu Lang, just give in to me." As he spoke, he came up and pulled on Wu Lang's clothes.
"My lord... I..."
"What are you hesitating for? Once you get used to it and addicted, you might not be able to live without me! From now on, as long as you
come and be with me every day, I will definitely treat you well, Wulang. Such a comfortable thing..."
"Every day...? But... it's too embarrassing..."
"You don't have to do anything, just go along with me, Wulang, good Wulang... If you don't agree, I will
have to tell my mother about us, and then I'm afraid you will be wronged..." "
No, no, my lord, please, please don't tell my wife about this!... I agree... I agree..."
Wulang was coaxed and frightened by the lord, and he was already out of his mind.
"Really? Wulang, you're making my heart ache..." Min Yonghuan hugged Wulang, pulled away his hands covering his face, and
kissed him directly.
Wu Lang, still trembling with fear, was caressed by Min Yonghuan, but Min Yonghuan's advances were fierce, causing him to gasp for breath and
his desire to rise:
"No... Master... no more..."
Min Yonghuan was no less composed than Wu Lang, also breathing heavily, looking at the pure and innocent man beneath him,
he truly wished he could immediately consummate their marriage.
"Wu Lang, I can't take it anymore... Let's go to the screen... I want to be intimate with you..."
Wu Lang didn't know how his master could say such embarrassing things, but he could only lean into his arms and let him
have his way. Min Yonghuan picked up Wu Lang, occasionally glancing at the skin exposed between Wu Lang's collars, his lower body truly aroused
.
They were back behind the screen where they had done the other day, and Wu Lang didn't even dare to lift his face, quietly waiting for his master to touch him.
"Wu Lang, quickly take off your clothes." Min Yonghuan sat down and looked at Wu Lang.
Wu Lang was startled by these words: "...You...you want me to take it off myself...?"
"Yes, do you expect me to serve you?"
"This...is..." Wu Lang felt wronged and ashamed. He had served in the mansion since childhood. Even if he wasn't a well-mannered master, he was
still a respectful servant. He always heard Judge Yin say that he should follow Confucianism and learn Chinese culture. How could he be so
shameless as to take off his clothes in front of his master? He was forced into this situation, and tears welled up in Wu Lang's eyes.
Min Yonghuan knew that Wu Lang was unwilling, but he didn't soften at all. Staring at Wu Lang's small, delicate hands, he felt an itch in his heart and
wanted to pin him down right now. Seeing that Wu Lang had already opened his collar, revealing his collarbone, Min Yonghuan leaned over
and reached out to touch him. Wu Lang was shy and somewhat sensitive at this moment. When his master touched him like this,
he couldn't help but gasp. He couldn't take off his already open clothes no matter what he did.
"Wu Lang, keep taking it off."
Wu Lang closed his eyes and took off his shirt in one go, but his chest and shoulders were stained with a deep red. Min
Yonghuan saw that he was breathing heavily and tears were streaming down his face, and he felt a little sorry for him. He asked, "Wu Lang, what's wrong?"
"My...master..."
"Let me do it now?"
"No, my master, no..." Wu Lang regretted saying this. Although he couldn't bring himself to ask his master to
take it off for him, he was also ashamed to take it off himself. Wu Lang's hands trembled as he tried to undo his belt. This action, which was tinged with lewdness,
made Min Yonghuan gasp. Wu Lang slowly took off his pants. Because he was shy, he deliberately turned his body slightly,
which played right into Min Yonghuan's hands. This turn not only made his manhood clearly visible, but also his round buttocks
were exposed.
Wu Lang took off his pants but refused to let go. He held the pant legs tightly to cover his white genitals and
leaned his body into the corner. Min Yonghuan wasn't about to let him go. He grabbed him and kissed him, his hands sliding down to Wu Lang's buttocks
, kneading them. Wu Lang was shy and couldn't fully indulge himself until Min Yonghuan inserted his fingers into his buttocks, at which point he began
to moan.
Min Yonghuan had already decided that he would make sure Wu Lang had his fun today, so he could satisfy his desires later.
For now, he had to restrain himself. So he used both hands to part Wu Lang's buttocks and gently scratched them.
Wu Lang had never experienced such lewd actions before and was filled with shame. He cried out, "Sir, please don't... I can't take it
..."
Min Yonghuan took this as pleasure and simply used his hand to poke Wu Lang's anus. Wu Lang was unprepared and was
shocked and in pain by the poke. Tears streamed down his face. "It hurts..." Wu Lang cried out softly.
Min Yonghuan quickly withdrew his fingers. "Did I hurt you? Wu Lang, don't be afraid, I'll rub it for you." As he spoke,
he pressed on Wu Lang's anus.
Actually, Min Yonghuan's fingers didn't penetrate very deep, only about the size of a fingernail, but it still caused Wu Lang a slight
pain, so he thought he needed to be even more careful.
Min Yonghuan lifted Wu Lang onto his lap, biting his nipple with his mouth, and
rubbing Wu Lang's anus with his index fingers interlaced, causing Wu Lang's waist to go limp, and his small penis to slightly rise. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Min Yonghuan.
Min Yonghuan's head. Upon hearing Wu Lang's first voluntary response, Min Yonghuan felt his lower body harden as if it were about to burst. Unable to hold back any longer
, he gasped, "Wu...Wu Lang...I'll show you something..." He put Wu Lang
down, holding him in his arms, but his fingers remained on Wu Lang's anus.
Wu Lang's eyes were glazed, his body weak, leaning against Min Yonghuan's chest. Seeing his master
pull a book from under a low table by the wall, he was puzzled and reached out to flip through it.
Although the book was thick, it only had a few pages. Wu Lang looked closely and discovered it was an extremely lewd erotic painting.
Unlike the ones the servants usually saw, the men and women in the book were drawn with great detail, even their faces were exceptionally lifelike, as if they were
loudly moaning. The areas of intercourse were depicted with considerable detail, so meticulously rendered that it was almost embarrassing.
Wu Lang recoiled as if burned, his hands trembling. "Sir...how can you have...this kind of book..."
"My mother gave it to me to teach me about sexual intercourse...I...want to try it with you, just
like in the book..."
"No, no..." Wu Lang shook his head in fright. "...The book is all about men and women, how can a lowly person do it
...and...the positions in it are all...can't we just do it the way it is?"
"Wu Lang, you don't understand. This kind of thing is only enjoyable if it's like in the book. Let's try it first, and if it
doesn't work...that's fine." Min Yonghuan said, poking Wu Lang's anus with his hand, trying to entice him.
"Then...okay..." Wu Lang lowered his head again.
Min Yonghuan held the book in front of Wu Lang, turned to a page, and explained it to him in detail. He gestured with his hands
, finally pointing to the place of intercourse in the picture, saying, "The woman has a hole down there. When I insert it, it will
grip me, and that thing will feel very good. Then I will thrust back and forth until I ejaculate..." He
looked down at Wu Lang in his arms, only to see him hiding against his chest, his face flushed, staring at
the place in the picture where the man was penetrating the woman, his anus tightly clenched.
Seeing that he seemed somewhat aroused, Min Yonghuan turned to the last page of the book: "Wu Lang, I want to... do
this with you..." In the picture, the woman was straddling the man, both in a seated position, but the woman's penis
was inserted into the man's thick penis. Wu Lang had never seen anything like this before and was stunned. Seeing his
reaction, Min Yonghuan thought it was time to make things happen.
"Wu Lang, come on, Wu Lang, ride on me."
Wu Lang hesitated and moved to the side, but his eyes remained fixed on the two people in the picture.
"Wu Lang, come on, straddle me, let me pamper you." Min Yonghuan grabbed Wu Lang's hand and pulled him to his body. "I
'll make you happy, I'll make you never forget this."
Wu Lang was somewhat persuaded and tried to straddle him, but Min Yonghuan immediately grabbed him and pressed him down onto
his hot penis. Wu Lang trembled slightly against that embarrassing thing, unable to make
a sound, and could only cover his face with his hands, giving up the struggle.
Min Yonghuan then began to use his skills, inserting his penis between Wu Lang's buttocks, squeezing
Wu Lang's buttocks with his hands, ignoring Wu Lang's pitiful and embarrassed appearance.
Feeling that he was in the right position, Min Yonghuan began to thrust upwards with great force, rubbing back and forth against Wu Lang's anus.
Wu Lang did not expect Min Yonghuan to use such strength, and was so shocked that he quickly grabbed his shoulders. With each thrust, Wu Lang
swayed greatly, his body shaking as if he were bouncing upwards, a feeling
completely different from the static pictures in the book. Although the actions were so lewd, the friction from his anus made Wu Lang writhe uncontrollably
, his buttocks twisting back and forth. He moaned softly with each thrust of Min Yonghuan,
and his small penis and testicles, which had been soft before, hardened and swelled with each slap.
Gradually, Min Yonghuan's penis secreted a lot of fluid, sticking to Wu Lang's buttocks with a slapping sound, like
oil being smeared on his white buttocks. With each thrust, the huge thing
pushed harder and harder into Wu Lang's anus. Due to the lubrication of semen, Min Yonghuan had forced open the tight little hole, and was already pushing inwards
.
Feeling the intense pressure on his anus, Wu Lang could no longer bear it and cried out, his soft
, sweet voice causing the adult to growl. Luckily, no one was outside, otherwise, the whole thing would have been impossible to hide.
Feeling as if he had somehow entered Wu Lang's ass, Min Yonghuan thrust harder and faster
, even wishing he could just insert it completely. But before he could even get a proper feel for it, Min Yonghuan suddenly
thrust upwards and ejaculated.
Losing his support, Wu Lang slumped limply in Min Yonghuan's arms, his lower body sticky and wet,
the ends of his long braid soaked with semen, yet his penis remained erect. Knowing he hadn't quite reached
his climax, Min Yonghuan reached down again.
Instead of touching Wu Lang's genitals, he touched his wet buttocks,
the round opening visible over Wu Lang's shoulder, making Min Yonghuan's heart flutter.
"Wu Lang, Wu Lang… lift your buttocks a little higher… so I can make you feel good." Min Yonghuan placed his fingers
on Wu Lang's anus, but was startled; the previously tightly closed opening, likely from the force of the thrusting,
was now slightly open and contracting.
Wu Lang was completely unaware of the appearance of his anus, clinging to Min Yonghuan with overwhelming emotion: "M-Master
...I can't...I...what should I do...I'm too weak..." He even started to cry.
"Wu Lang, don't be afraid, Wu Lang, I'm here, don't be afraid." Seeing that he was already out of control, Min Yonghuan
inserted his middle finger into Wu Lang's anus. With this thrust, Wu Lang let out a small cry, but Min Yonghuan's finger had already penetrated most of the way in
, before being tightly gripped by Wu Lang's buttocks. Min Yonghuan was shocked; how could Wu Lang's anus resemble a woman's genitals
, so alluring? He then began to poke and tease Wu Lang's buttocks with his finger.
The small Wu Lang could not withstand such stimulation; his waist swayed as if it were about to fall apart, captivating Min Yonghuan
: "Wu Lang...my Wu Lang..." Min Yonghuan gently kissed Wu Lang's delicate cheek, causing him to softly
call out "Master."
Ulang's buttocks were hot, soft, and sticky, and gradually began to squeeze and rub against Min Yonghuan's fingers, as if unwilling
to let go.
"Wulang, tell me, what's this in your ass right now?" Min Yonghuan forcefully pushed his finger in
.
Wulang cried out, "No, no, I don't... Master..."
"What is it? Wulang, what is it?" Min Yonghuan inserted another finger.
"Ah? This... this... I don't... know..." Wulang couldn't distinguish what was moving inside and outside anymore
, and could only groan and pant.
Min Yonghuan didn't tease him anymore, but focused on servicing Wulang's anus. After about ten more thrusts, Wulang's buttocks
suddenly clenched violently, and his cries grew louder and louder. Min Yonghuan knew he was about to ejaculate.
But after a few thrusts, the little cucumber shrunk down on its own, and nothing came out. Wulang lay on
his master, sobbing incessantly because it felt so good. Min Yonghuan realized that Wu Lang's body was still too small;
even if he could get an erection, he probably wouldn't have much semen, and no matter how much pleasure he felt, he still wouldn't be able to ejaculate.
"Wu Lang, are you comfortable?" Min Yonghuan pulled out his two sticky fingers and gently
patted Wu Lang's buttocks.
Wu Lang's whole body was flushed, and he nodded repeatedly while crying. Min Yonghuan pulled him down to lie on the ground, stroking his waist and
thighs. "Wu Lang, how was it? I didn't lie to you, did I? Come back tomorrow, I'll make you feel like you're in heaven!"
Wu Lang's mind gradually cleared. Thinking about what had just happened, he felt ashamed and didn't dare to look up. He simply obediently
brushed away Min Yonghuan's large hand that was kneading his buttocks and said softly, "...Sir...in the future...let's not do this
kind of thing anymore..."
Min Yonghuan didn't expect Wu Lang to say such a thing. He realized that all his caresses had been useless, and he was so angry that
his lips trembled. "You, Wu Lang! Just now you were swaying your hips like a woman, and now
you're denying it before you've even pulled up your pants!"
Wu Lang also didn't expect Min Yonghuan to be so angry. He was so frightened that he held his breath. "Sir...I can't take
it...please find someone else...please..."
"Is this something you can just change like that?! Why didn't you tell me to change when you were holding my fingers in your ass?!"
Wu Lang, bewildered, asked, "Fingers...?"
Min Yonghuan, seeing his complete ignorance of what had just happened, said sheepishly, "
The fingers that made you moan so loudly just now."
Wu Lang couldn't bear such vulgar words and lowered his head, "I...I...just now it was...it was your
thing pressing against me...how could there be fingers..."
"If it wasn't fingers, what was in your ass just now? Do you think your little hole can hold my big
thing?"
Hearing Min Yonghuan mention his private parts again, Wu Lang felt even more insecure, and his eyes reddened again:
"My lord...please, don't say that about me...I..."
"Then what do you expect me to say? That you swallowed two of my fingers in your ass and twisted your waist and clenched your buttocks tightly?"
"W-what...this humble one...no, no...how could I...please stop teasing me...
I'm so ashamed...please let me go! I promise I won't say a word!"
"You won't say anything? I'm afraid I have something to say! Don't forget, if you don't comply with me,
this matter will reach the Madam's ears, and your habit of having your anus poked will surely become common knowledge
!"
"My lord...? Didn't you promise me..."
"Promise you? Don't forget you also promised to be intimate with me every day. Now you're unwilling just because I poked your anus?
Why should I protect you!" With that, she turned her head away, ignoring Wu Lang.
Now Wulang felt a little guilty. Forgetting his naked body, he gently leaned forward and touched the man's
back. "My lord...please...please don't be angry...I'm just scared...it's not that I don't want to stay with you..."
Min Yonghuan ignored him, only peering at the pink shadow between Wulang's legs in the mirror in the opposite corner
.
Wulang was already in tears, a long braid hanging over his shoulder, trembling as he said, "My lord...
please don't blame Wulang...I...I'm willing...willing...I'll come to stay with you every day from now on...you can
do whatever you want with me...I just beg you not to be angry..." Having said this, Wulang collapsed to the ground, sobbing.
Seeing that Wu Lang had agreed to let him have his way, Min Yonghuan beamed with joy. He rolled over and pulled Wu Lang into his arms
, coaxing him gently, "Wu Lang, I'm not trying to scare you, it's just that you always go against my wishes. You know
I like you, so why do you make me so worried about you?"
Wu Lang felt wronged and wiped away his tears, saying, "My lord... I know I was wrong, please don't scare me anymore
... I'll do whatever you say... I'm willing to sleep with you..."
Seeing Wu Lang's obedient appearance, Min Yonghuan felt both fondness and pity, but
a teasing thought still arose in his heart: "Wu Lang, do you know how I made you feel so good just now?"
Wu Lang was puzzled and obediently shook his head.
"I put my whole finger down your ass." Min Yonghuan smiled lewdly.
"W-what!" Wu Lang was startled by these words: "How could a finger fit there... and
... and... I didn't feel any pain at all..."
"So, Wu Lang, your butt is truly a gem..." Min Yonghuan said, pinching Wu Lang's buttocks:
"You squeezed me so tightly back then... and kept thrusting your ass, Wulang, tell me the truth,
did it really feel that good in your ass?"
Hearing this, Wulang couldn't hold back any longer. He trembled with shame, burying his face in Min Yonghuan's chest, crying
, "I...I don't know...I didn't want to do this...I was really scared, that's why
I didn't want to do this with you, sir...Sir, tell me, am I sick...?"
Min Yonghuan, seeing that he was avoiding him out of fear, felt a little relieved and quickly said, "Wulang,
it's not a sickness. As long as you do this with me every day, you'll be fine in a few days. Just listen to me obediently
, and I promise I won't let you down." Actually, Min Yonghuan had no idea why Wulang had this strange problem;
he only wanted to make Wulang addicted to sex, so he lied to him. Unfortunately, young Wulang was inexperienced in such matters and...
The master of the house believed it wholeheartedly, and thus gave himself and his heart to Min Yonghuan.
For the next ten days or so, whenever Min Yonghuan had time, he would pin Wu Lang down and commit lewd acts, completely devoid of
any sense of propriety or shame. Wu Lang was an innocent young boy, but Min Yonghuan always used vulgar methods to manipulate his
body. The two often spent the whole day naked in their room practicing the positions depicted in erotic paintings.
Min Yonghuan especially liked to have Wu Lang crawl on the ground like a puppy, pressing down on him from behind and
rubbing his penis against Wu Lang's anus. This way, he could see the wanton scene of their intimacy and admire Wu Lang
's innocent appearance as he gently tossed his braids. Sometimes, Min Yonghuan would even ejaculate himself and then ignore Wu Lang's reaction, leaving him aside
to read or paint, until he heard Wu Lang's sobbing from behind the screen before getting up to brutally rape the little boy.
In just over ten days, Min Yonghuan's penis had become much thicker and darker.
He had grown somewhat tired of the same old patterns in erotic pictures and sometimes simply found pleasure in teasing and tormenting Wu Lang. Wu Lang, on the other hand, was much more pitiful.
When he was with his master, he was always played with like a woman, his anus being touched. Min Yonghuan never touched his genitals,
and his limp penis had never ejaculated. Strangely, Min Yonghuan usually doted on Wu Lang,
forbidding him to sweep the floor or touch water, but once they were in bed, he seemed like a different person, determined to kill Wu Lang
.
On this particular day, Min Yonghuan was drinking with several of his friends from the academy at a tavern near the South Gate. These
friends all came from wealthy families in Hanyang City, and two of them were already married. Hearing that Min Yonghuan had become a husband in less than half a month, they
all came to drink and congratulate him, creating a very lively atmosphere. As the young adults chatted, the conversation turned to
matters of the marital bedroom. Thinking of Wu Lang, Min Yonghuan blushed immediately.
"Young Master Min, you are truly blessed with good fortune! You married a young lady from the Jin family of the grand mansion; they say she's a beauty
! Unlike me, my wife is like a toad; every night I have to close my eyes during our intimate moments!"
He then laughed self-deprecatingly.
Min Yonghuan merely smiled, but then he heard someone say, "Hey, Young Master Park, why make us
unmarried men envious with such talk? Why not talk about the intimate matters between husband and wife, so that Young Master Min can broaden
his horizons?" Immediately, a chorus of teasing echoed around him.
"What's there to say? To be honest, I, Park, have brought you a wedding gift for Brother Min today," he said,
taking out several items from his robes and placing them before Min Yong-hwan. "Young Master Min, these are
precious items that I specially commissioned someone to bring from the Ming Dynasty. You should carefully study their mysteries when you get back!" He then wore a mysterious
expression.
Seeing that Young Master Park was speaking mysteriously and not letting everyone know the details, the others were impatient: "Young Master Park, why are you keeping
us in suspense like this? It's really boring!"
"These are for Brother Min. What are you all doing here?" He then said to Min Yong-hwan, "
The ointment in the small box is for your wife. You'll know its benefits once you use it."
The others immediately chimed in, "What could be so wonderful that you have to hide it like this!"
"It's fine if you don't know. The Ming Dynasty not only had profound Confucianism and etiquette, but even their bedroom arts
were far superior to those of our Joseon!" Young Master Park said with pride.
"I refuse to believe that the Ming Dynasty was truly so arrogant!" the young and impetuous Zhang Gongzi retorted.
"Of course! Even if our Korean officials and gentry are skilled in this art
, they only work with women. But the officials of the Great Ming Dynasty have long been playing with men!" This caused an uproar among the assembled guests.
"What! Is that really true? Men can be played with?"
"Nonsense! Men's bodies are different from women's. Even if some men are beautiful and charming, they can only
be admired from afar, not touched. There is no reason for men to have intercourse with each other."
For a moment, the voices of debate rose and fell, and everyone urged Park Gongzi to give an explanation. Only Min Yonghuan remained silent,
staring intently at Park Gongzi's face, his expression, upon closer inspection, was truly somewhat frightening.
"Ahem!" Young Master Park coughed a few times, striking a pose, and said, "You ordinary folks
can't possibly fathom the mysteries of this. There's no other way for men to communicate; if they want to engage in sexual intercourse, there's only one way—"
Min Yong-hwan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his hand gripping the wine glass so tightly it creaked.
Young Master Park continued, "That's where a man relieves himself."
Another chorus of hisses arose from all around, but Min Yong-hwan let out a long sigh, a smug expression on his face
.
"That's utter nonsense! The urination area is so small, how could it possibly hold such a thing! It's clearly a charlatan
!"
"Brother, you don't know this," Young Master Park pretended to be erudite again, "When men engage in sexual intercourse, as long as
some ointment is applied to that shameful place for lubrication, and then it's opened with fingers, even the largest thing can be accommodated. The urination
area is different from a woman's; it's tighter and hotter, with a unique sensation! There might be some injuries afterward, but applying
some medicine will suffice. If it's a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, it's even more enjoyable."
"What makes you say that?" everyone asked in unison.
"Children of this age are flexible and supple, best able to withstand challenges. Any older or younger would be undesirable
."
Min Yonghuan kept these words in mind, but others questioned, "How does Young Master Park know such details
?"
At this moment, Young Master Park seemed somewhat guilty and muttered softly, "I heard it from a friend of my father's." "Is
that friend Chinese?"
"No, not Chinese..."
"Then it's probably just hearsay. In any case, I don't believe what you say at all!"
"Exactly, exactly, it's utterly outlandish!"
As the argument went on, Young Master Park lost his arrogance, showing that he was just talking casually for fun and didn't really believe it.
So everyone treated it as a joke and no one took it to heart.
That night, Min Yonghuan returned to his residence and immediately ran back to his room to take out the gift that Young Master Park had given him and examine it carefully
. Inside were a book and a box. Min Yonghuan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the book; it contained
at least forty or fifty different erotic illustrations, each page unique and captivating. The women in the books were depicted using their genitals,
mouths, hands, and objects to pleasuring the men on top of them, in various poses. The more Min Yonghuan looked, the more he found the women's...
His eyes bore a resemblance to Wu Lang's, and his lower body was truly aroused.
He opened the box again, only to find it contained ordinary ointments, and felt somewhat disappointed. Just then, he heard
a voice outside the door greeting him:
"My lord, the madam has asked me to bring you some wine."
Min Yonghuan was surprised; why would his mother send someone to give him wine? This was absolutely unacceptable under normal circumstances. Although
puzzled, he carefully hid the book and ointments and had the maid bring in the wine.
"My lord, today Judge Yin went to the palace to see His Majesty. His Majesty praised your merit in governing the city and, upon hearing that you are about
to marry, specially bestowed upon you fine wine. The madam was very pleased upon hearing this and had me bring the wine to you
to appease His Majesty's affection for his beloved minister."
"I understand. Go now. Tell Mother that Yonghuan will remember His Majesty's kindness." "
Yes, I will withdraw." Saying this, she placed the wine on the table at Min Yonghuan's feet.
"Oh, right, call Wu Lang over. Tell him to wear more clothes, it'll be chilly tonight. Also, have
him get some wound medicine, the best kind."
As soon as the female official left, Min Yonghuan fell into deep thought. He thought that what Young Master Pu had said today was exactly what he wanted
, and he was determined to have this with Wu Lang. However, inserting his entire penis into Wu Lang's anus
was probably not something he would easily agree to. If he had to coax and deceive him, there probably wouldn't be a next time. Suddenly, he noticed the fine wine on the table, and
Min Yonghuan had a sudden idea. Tonight, he was determined to consummate his marriage with Wu Lang!
Just as Min Yonghuan had everything ready, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside. Opening the door, he saw
Wu Lang.
Min Yonghuan pulled him into his arms and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't I tell you to wear more clothes
?"
"My lord, where are you injured? Let me see!" Wu Lang was sweating profusely.
Min Yonghuan, realizing that's what he was worried about, smiled gently, "No, Wulang, I'm not injured. I just
asked you to bring it as a backup. Here, have a sip of wine to warm yourself up."
Wulang dared not drink the adult's wine, and hurriedly said, "No, I'm not cold. Besides... I can't drink alcohol,
I'm afraid I'll get drunk..."
"It's alright, if you get drunk I'll hold you and you'll sleep. Come on, Wulang, be good and drink it." Min Yonghuan hugged Wulang and
brought the wine cup to his lips.
Seeing the adult's insistence, Wulang took a small sip, but the wine was incredibly strong, and the moment it entered his mouth, it burned Wulang so much that he
coughed up tears. Seeing his weak appearance, Min Yonghuan's lower body immediately became erect, a large bulge forming in his trousers
.
"No, sir, I really can't drink..."
"No, you disobedient fellow! I told you to wear more clothes, but you wouldn't. Now you want to escape drinking? If you
don't drink this whole pot of wine, you won't be leaving this room tonight."
Seeing that his master seemed genuinely angry, Wu Lang stammered, "I... I really can't drink. One cup is
okay, but one pot will kill me... Please let me go..."
Min Yonghuan, seeing his pitiful state, softened and said, "Alright then, I'll reduce your punishment by a few cups, but... you have to
drink it naked."
Upon hearing this, Wu Lang's eyes widened in fright: "This, how can this be..."
"Then I'll strip naked and drink with you..." Min Yonghuan went over and bit Wu Lang's ear: "We'll drink the nuptial
wine naked..."
Wu Lang immediately blushed, his shoulders trembled, and he couldn't finish his sentence: "No, no, this, I..."
"I haven't even drunk the nuptial wine with my bride yet, but tonight I'm marrying you first, Wu Lang..." Min Yonghuan pressed
his forehead against Wu Lang's, gazing into Wu Lang's misty eyes.
Wu Lang lowered his head, silently untying his clothes, and, with a sudden burst of courage,
stripped completely naked in front of Min Yonghuan.
Min Yonghuan, holding his wine cup, looked at him intently, then pulled him close, kissing his forehead and the side of his hair,
murmuring, "Tonight I'm marrying you, Wu Lang..." Wu
Lang blushed and was about to cover his face when he heard the sound of a gayageum playing outside.
Min Yonghuan put down his wine cup, also took off his clothes, and pulled Wu Lang into his arms, their arms intertwined with the wine.
Because it was a nuptial wine, Wu Lang didn't hesitate at all, enduring the spiciness, and drank it all in one gulp. Just as he was about to
breathe a sigh of relief, Min Yonghuan offered him another cup.
"You have to drink the nuptial wine three times, don't you know that, Wu Lang?" Min Yonghuan knew Wu Lang was ignorant, so he coaxed him.
Wu Lang was slightly ashamed, but he still drank the wine in one gulp and took the third cup. But Wu Lang was small and couldn't
hold his liquor. He had only just started drinking the third cup when his arm went weak and he dropped the cup. Min Yonghuan quickly picked him up and put him
on the snow-white couch.
Wu Lang was drunk, his mind was confused and he couldn't distinguish left from right. His body was limp and weak, and his whole body was flushed
red with intoxication, and his thighs were wide open.
Min Yonghuan originally wanted to make love to Wu Lang like in the erotic pictures, but unfortunately, his dark and hard
thing was throbbing excitedly, and he couldn't wait to set up a position. Min Yonghuan directly turned Wu Lang over, buttocks
facing up, and buried his face in Wu Lang's buttocks and licked Wu Lang's anus like in the picture. He originally thought that
he would feel disgusted by doing this, but who knew that once he started licking, he couldn't stop. Wu Lang's anus was small and soft,
and it would tremble back and forth when licked. Because his master had been constantly penetrating and probing this area for over ten days,
it had opened up on its own after only a few licks. Seeing this, Min Yonghuan used even more force, shoving his tongue completely inside,
licking and thrusting back and forth without any shame.
Stimulated like this, Wu Lang couldn't bear it any longer and twisted his buttocks, trying to escape. He was very drunk,
only knowing that his anus felt good, but his mind was inexplicably confused. So he reached behind him,
only to touch his master's hair. He was both surprised and frightened, wanting to ask, but only
managed two soft hums from his nose. Hearing this sound, Min Yonghuan felt an intense itch and frantically kissed and nibbled at
Wu Lang's snow-white buttocks.
Seeing that Wu Lang's anus was already dripping wet, Min Yonghuan inserted two fingers, deliberately playing with them.
Wulang's penis was erect and poised, but pitifully unloved, it could only rub back and forth on the thick couch. Not long after, Min Yong...
Seeing that Wu Lang's buttocks were already wide open like a flower, Min Yonghuan thought that he had explored enough, so he grasped
his thick penis and pressed it tightly against Wu Lang's rosy anus.
Perhaps because Wu Lang's body was so supple, Min Yonghuan didn't need to exert much force before his large member was fully inside. Min
Yonghuan probably already knew that inserting his penis into Wu Lang's anus was a heavenly experience, but
the feeling of being gripped by that tender, soft anus still made his mind explode.
"Wu...Wu Lang...I...I inserted...I..." He didn't even know what he was saying, but Min
Yonghuan grabbed Wu Lang's waist and forcefully pushed his penis into that small anus. Wu Lang lay on the couch without
much struggle, only humming and straightening his back. Unexpectedly, Min Yonghuan's penis got stuck halfway in,
unable to go any further. Anxious, he lifted Wu Lang's buttocks and swung his half-exposed penis up and down
, trying to find a way in. This thrust caused Wu Lang to cry out in pain and itchiness, his intestines
contracting rapidly.
"Wu...Wu Lang, good Wu Lang...let me in...it won't hurt in a bit, don't cry, don't cry...
" Min Yonghuan was sweating profusely, his heart pounding with panic.
Whether from pleasure or pain, Wu Lang kept groaning and moaning, his drunkenness causing him to lose control and
raise his voice. Seeing that he seemed deaf to his words, Min Yonghuan reluctantly grabbed a towel from the side and
covered Wu Lang's mouth, tying it behind his head.
With Wu Lang being violently thrust into from behind and unable to cry out, tears streamed down his face like rain. Min Yonghuan was
trapped in that narrow passage, unable to move forward or backward, unwilling to retreat. Finally, he steeled himself and thrust all the way in
. Wu Lang trembled all over, moaning, his head shaking wildly from side to side, his hands gripping the brocade quilt,
a few drops of blood sliding out from between his buttocks.
As soon as Min Yonghuan's penis was gripped by Wu Lang, it began to throb back and forth, wildly and uncontrollably, thrusting in and
out, determined to be firmly embedded in Wu Lang's buttocks. For a moment, the room was filled with
the sound of Min Yonghuan's testicles slapping against Wu Lang's buttocks, and the fishy smell of semen.
"Wu Lang, Wu Lang... you're so tight... you... you're gripping me so tight... Wu Lang..." Min Yonghuan was
deeply moved at this moment, and hugged Wu Lang's shoulders to kiss him. As
Min Yonghuan thrust, he noticed that Wu Lang's whole body turned even redder, and lustful fluid gradually flowed from his anus. Seeing
Wu Lang wriggling his hips so vigorously, Min Yonghuan knew he was thoroughly enjoying himself, so he forcefully changed direction and thrust into Wu Lang, making Wu Lang's
thighs tremble wildly. Soon, Wu Lang's buttocks clenched tighter and tighter, pressing against Min Yonghuan's thick
penis with each contraction and relaxation.
Min Yonghuan, also reaching a point of ecstasy, thrust his
penis in and out dozens of times in a short while, finally plunging it forcefully into Wu Lang's anus, ejaculating all his semen inside.
Min Yonghuan let out a sigh of relief, and just as he withdrew his penis, coated in a layer of mucus, from Wu Lang's buttocks, he saw Wu Lang
panting heavily with his legs wide open, his erect penis spurting something out. Min Yonghuan leaned closer to
look and saw that the puddle was too thin for semen, resembling urine, and realized that Wu Lang had lost control of his bladder
.
Unexpectedly, Wu Lang was enjoying himself so much, and Min Yonghuan lovingly removed the gag from Wu Lang's mouth. Seeing that the handkerchief
was soaked and stuck together, Min Yonghuan felt even more heartache.
"Wu Lang, Wu Lang?" Min Yonghuan gently stroked Wu Lang's cheek. Wu Lang groggily woke up and
said in a hoarse voice, "My...master...? Have I...married you...?"
Min Yonghuan didn't expect Wu Lang to still remember this, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart: "Wu Lang...you
are mine now...my..." Hearing this, Wu Lang smiled and fainted heavily.
Just then, Min Yonghuan suddenly saw a few drops of bright red blood on the mattress, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly
turned Wu Lang over to look at his anus. The small area was now prolapsed, and there
was a small wound on it. Min Yonghuan's heart ached and his eyes welled up with tears.
He quickly grabbed the medicine from the side, and just as he was about to apply it, he saw some white stuff flowing from Wu Lang's anus,
slowly trickling down his thighs onto the bed. Seeing this, Min Yonghuan felt a pang of self-reproach, yet he still reluctantly
reached in.
After a few moments, Min Yonghuan finished cleaning up, awkwardly changed the bedding, and, fully clothed, pulled Wulang into bed.
Wulang's small body lay beside him, his breathing so light it was almost inaudible. Min Yonghuan, his head resting on his hand, looked at him with
boundless tenderness in his eyes. The gayageum music outside continued. As night deepened, Wulang stirred slightly in his sleep, so Min Yonghuan
pulled the covers up for him and gently patted his back.
"Wulang...sleep, Wulang...I'm here, sleep..."
The next day, when Wulang opened his eyes, the room was brightly lit, seemingly around noon. Last night, although Wu Lang
had experienced intercourse for the first time, he was naturally flexible and didn't suffer much injury. Furthermore, Min Yonghuan took meticulous care of him
and applied excellent ointment. Now, his anus only felt a slight stinging pain, which Wu Lang attributed to the intense penetration he had experienced the previous night.
He never imagined he had lost his virginity.
Seeing himself still lying in bed at this hour, Wu Lang was startled and sat up abruptly. He was only wearing his undergarments
and was lying on the master's couch. Although the master wasn't beside him, the memory of the unprecedented
pleasure he had experienced in the hazy state of the previous night still made Wu Lang blush with shame.
"Oh? Wu Lang, you're up? The master specifically instructed me to let you sleep a little longer." A maid-
like figure emerged from behind the screen. Upon seeing that it was Madam Chi, who often served the master, Wu Lang was immediately shocked and ashamed, curling up on the couch, unable
to speak.
"Oh dear, Wulang, I never expected that the lord would get so drunk yesterday, leaving you to serve him all night! I just came to collect
the wine jug and ran into the lord going to pay his respects to the Prefect and his wife, so he specifically asked me to take care of you."
Wulang, like a thief caught by the hand, clutched the corner of the blanket, too frightened to utter a single word
, breathing heavily and awkwardly.
"Oh? Wulang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Let me take a look." With that, Madam Chi stepped forward
and pulled the blanket up.
Seeing her approach, Wulang became even more frightened, tears welling up in his eyes, shaking his head repeatedly, clutching the corner of the blanket and shuffling backward little by little.
Seeing him like this, Madam Chi felt strange. Seeing how weak and pitiful he looked, she said, "Wu Lang, what's wrong?
Did you do something to anger the master? Don't be afraid, tell me, and I'll have Madam Chi stand up for you."
Hearing her mention Madam Chi, Wu Lang became even more frightened, tears streaming down his face, and he shook his head even more violently. Seeing that he didn't
speak, Madam Chi went over and lifted his blanket. In an instant, she saw several red marks on Wu Lang's trousers and hurriedly said, "Wu Lang, where are you
injured? Why is there blood on your trousers…" Before she could finish speaking, Madam Chi paused, a hint of surprise in her eyes
.
"I don't know… I don't know… I don't know…" Wu Lang didn't know he was bleeding from his lower body,
but he was truly terrified and could only sob intermittently.
"Wu Lang…? Tell me, is it because the master…? No, you're a boy, where…
" Madam Chi was pondering when suddenly the door was opened, and Min Yonghuan walked in.
Seeing Wu Lang huddled in the corner crying, and Madam Chi closing in on him, Min Yonghuan angrily rushed forward and hugged
Wu Lang. Ignoring Madam Chi's status, he yelled at her, "What are you doing! Look how scared you've made him
! I told you not to come here to scare him! Don't ever come to this room again!"
Madam Chi, not expecting Min Yonghuan to be so angry, said softly, "My lord, it's my fault. I frightened Wu Lang
, but he looks strange… and… there's blood on his trousers…"
Hearing her mention blood, Min Yonghuan immediately flew into a rage: "How dare you talk back? Get out! Get out of here!"
He then smashed a bonsai tree in the room.
Madam Chi had no choice but to leave hastily, leaving Wu Lang and Min Yonghuan alone in the room.
"Wu Lang, don't cry, Wu Lang, come here, let me hug you..." Min Yonghuan reached out to put his arm around Wu Lang's waist,
but Wu Lang dodged away: "No, sir... let's not do this... Madam will find out..."
"Wu Lang, don't be afraid. I sent Madam Chi to serve you just now. She doesn't know anything.
You're just overthinking it."
"But... but what if..."
"What if? Didn't you drink the nuptial wine with me last night? Why are you going back on your word now?
I won't forgive you for that." Saying this, he kissed Wu Lang's lips. As he was being caressed on the lips, Wu Lang vaguely recalled
the scene from last night. Suddenly, he felt as if something big had been inserted into his anus and was poking back and forth, which was why he
had been so aroused. But thinking about it, he felt it was absurd and cursed himself for being vulgar.
After kissing for a while, Min Yonghuan released Wu Lang, helped him back to the bed, and said, "Wu Lang, you were tired last night,
rest well today. We can talk about it tomorrow, go to sleep."
Wu Lang was puzzled, but his body was weak from the fright he had just experienced, so he lay on the bed for a while and
then fell asleep. For the next few days, Min Yonghuan didn't touch Wu Lang again, but instead stayed at the table reading and writing,
returning to his former young master demeanor.
One day, Wu Lang came to Min Yonghuan's room again and saw him diligently writing on the table, so he
didn't disturb him. However, the man said, "Wu Lang, come and take a look."
Wu Lang got up and stepped forward, saying, "Sir, I can't read, how can I understand this..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw a line drawing on the table. The person in the drawing was completely naked, with his buttocks sticking out in front of him, and
his body lying on the bed like flowing water. Looking more closely, he realized that the resemblance was uncanny. Wu Lang gasped
and dared not look any longer.
"Does it look like him, Wu Lang?" Min Yonghuan brazenly touched Wu Lang's buttocks. "Does it look like my little Wu Lang
..."
Wu Lang blushed and lowered his head to hide, but Min Yonghuan suddenly ripped open Wu Lang's clothes from behind.
Just as Wu Lang was about to struggle, he heard Min Yonghuan say, "Wu Lang, take off your clothes, I want to draw you." Wu Lang had never
suffered such humiliation before, and he sobbed, "No... I can't... I've heard the adults say that having someone draw erotic pictures
is worse than being a prostitute... I can't..."
"Oh? You know that. But Wu Lang, what I'm drawing isn't an erotic picture. I didn't draw a
man on top of you, so how did it become an erotic picture? Besides... there are some things you haven't done with me for several days..."
Wu Lang knew what he was talking about and felt guilty, so he said, "...Well... okay, but please
don't let anyone else see it, otherwise..."
"I know, I know, hurry up and take them off."
Wu Lang shyly took off his clothes, covering his genitals with his hands and leaning on the ground, his body covered in red marks.
"Wu Lang, face me, spread your legs, and use your hands to expose your genitals... Don't forget your asshole
..."
Wu Lang hadn't expected to be forced into such a lewd pose, but he reluctantly complied, tears welling
in his eyes. Wu Lang exposed himself, hugging his legs, trembling all over, even his soft genitals
quivering. Min Yonghuan swallowed hard.
Min Yonghuan hurriedly tried to draw, but after a couple of strokes, he couldn't find the right spot, so he simply threw down his pen and went to Wu Lang.
Wu Lang, who had been enduring the humiliation with his eyes closed, was startled when someone suddenly poked his anus. He opened his eyes to see that his
manhood was already undressed and pressed against him, with something about half a foot long sticking out.
Wu Lang suddenly turned and leaned against the wall, but Min Yonghuan quickly pressed himself against him, pressing his iron-like penis against Wu Lang
's anus and rhythmically moving his hips back and forth: "Wu Lang... good Wu Lang... do you know why you
felt so good that night... it was me, I put this treasure inside your ass..."
Hearing this, Wu Lang was shocked, not expecting his premonition to come true, and turned around in shame and indignation, saying:
"You, how could you... I... how can I face people after this...?
" "Hey? Wu Lang, you're the one who told me to put it in, how come you don't remember?" Min Yonghuan was full of lies.
Wu Lang was stunned: "How...how could this be..."
"That night you were drunk, clinging to me and wanting to do it with me. I gave in, but as I was thrusting, you complained it wasn't
enough and insisted I go all the way in. I told you it was too small, but you wouldn't listen and kept thrusting back and forth. And
then...if you hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have even considered this, let alone dared to thrust. If anything had
happened to you, I'm afraid I would have killed myself."
Hearing this, Wu Lang felt no doubt, only self-reproach for being so shameless.
Why would someone like this enjoy having their buttocks pushed against? And having someone insert that huge thing inside them,
grinding and pounding around, and feeling like they're in heaven? What a slut! Thinking about it, he
started to cry.
Seeing that he believed him, Min Yonghuan quickly said, "Wu Lang, after that night's experience, it was indeed very pleasurable. Why don't we
try it again now, and let you have a good taste?" Wu Lang was already disheartened and resigned. Hearing that
the master was about to do it again, although he wasn't willing, he had no face to resist anymore. Seeing his obedient appearance, Min Yonghuan was
overjoyed. He turned Wu Lang over to face him and pressed his penis against his anus.
Wu Lang's anus wasn't lubricated, so Min Yonghuan couldn't penetrate, but his huge penis couldn't wait any longer
; he certainly couldn't wait to slowly open Wu Lang's anus. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Min Yonghuan's mind. He remembered
the ointment that Young Master Park had given him. Although he didn't know what it was, he figured it was a good lubricant, so he quickly took it and
applied it to Wu Lang's anus.
Wu Lang suddenly felt a cool sensation in his lower body and, not knowing what Min Yonghuan had put in his anus, blushed and
looked down. He could only see an arm moving in and out, making some lewd sounds. Shamefully,
he simply closed his eyes. He didn't know what kind of wonderful medicine this was, but before Min Yonghuan had even thrust a few times, Wu Lang's anus became
as soft as if it had melted into water, yielding to Min Yonghuan's ministrations. Just as he was starting to wonder, Min Yonghuan noticed that Wu
Lang's reaction was different from usual. His small face showed a hint of unbearable discomfort, and his lower opening was spasming as it tightly
gripped his fingers.
"Wu Lang, what's wrong?... Is it that comfortable? Is it that comfortable here?" Min Yonghuan
kissed Wu Lang's sweaty forehead in disbelief.
"I...I...don't...know, I..." Wu Lang, as if drowning, grabbed Min Yonghuan's
arm and shook his head from side to side: "Please, please...spare me, spare me, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore
...I...I'm going to die!" Wu Lang sobbed.
"Wu Lang, don't be afraid, I'll make you feel good right away, you'd rather die in my arms, don't be afraid, Wu Lang,
I'm here..." With that, he thrust himself forward and penetrated Wu Lang's body.
Wu Lang couldn't take it and cried out, his voice like a broken string on a zither, so high it lost its sound. Min Yonghuan,
however, almost ejaculated from Wu Lang's arousal, his buttocks tightened and he stood there, afraid to move.
"Wu Lang...you, you loosen me...I almost came..." Min Yonghuan gently stroked Wu Lang's buttocks.
"Ah—My lord…my lord…please, move, please move…I…I
…" Wu Lang couldn't bear such stimulation. His perfectly healthy anus was being forcibly penetrated by such a hard object. His body
wasn't used to it to begin with, and he had been drugged by mistake. Now he felt like he wanted to die.
Min Yonghuan had inserted his penis into Wu Lang's anus, and his penis was also covered in a lot of aphrodisiac. Soon, it
took effect on his large member. His penis became red and swollen, and the itching made Min Yonghuan unable to bear it, so he began to move it around in Wu Lang's narrow passage
. This movement made Wu Lang cry. The little man's buttocks trembled, and he
breathed heavily, his tender twig-like penis beginning to wobble from side to side.
Wu Lang's anus was overflowing with lustful fluid, and although Min Yonghuan's penis was easier to insert, it still
felt a bit lacking in force. So he simply lifted Wu Lang's legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, thrusting and pressing down on her from above. Wu Lang
, aroused by the pressure below, couldn't help but moan softly, clenching her anus tightly.
Wu Lang, enjoying the pleasure, forgot everything, murmuring, "...Ah...so big...Master...so big
...how can it be so big..." Her hand also reached towards their point of contact.
Hearing this, Min Yonghuan couldn't resist any longer, ejaculating after only a few thrusts. Just as he was feeling annoyed, he saw Wu
Lang straightening her back and ejaculating, clearly having reached her peak. Although Wu Lang's penis was small, the semen sprayed back and forth
several times before it was all gone. Min Yonghuan remembered that he had ejaculated like this the first time, and his penis hardened again.
"Wu...Wu Lang, I'm hard again, you...you let me poke you again." Saying this, he thrust into Wu Lang's anus again.
Perhaps the effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet, Wu Lang didn't refuse, but his mind was much clearer. Seeing the two of them go to such
lengths, he felt ashamed and could only cover his face with his hands, bite his lip, and remain silent. Min Yonghuan was
indignant to see him like this. How could he look at Wu Lang's lewd face when he covered it? Just as he was about to reach out to pull him away, he heard
a voice from outside the door:
"My lord, this servant is here to tidy up the room on the orders of the madam. The madam heard from Madam Chi that you were drunk a few days ago,
and Wu Lang was so tired that he was bedridden, so she asked this servant to tidy up for you these past few days." After saying this, she pushed open the door and came in.
Min Yonghuan and Wu Lang were both startled, their lower bodies stopping abruptly. Listening to the noise outside the door, fortunately, they were
behind a screen for some concealment. Min Yonghuan suppressed his voice and said, "There's nothing dirty here, just
some scraps of paper from calligraphy practice on the table by the door. Could you throw them away for me? I'm resting, don't let anyone disturb me."
The maid acknowledged and carried the scraps of paper out of the room. With her gone, Wu Lang and Min Yonghuan both breathed a sigh of relief.
After this ordeal, Min Yonghuan's lust only intensified. He thrust hard into Wu Lang,
who cried out in disbelief, staring at his master: "Master...? Why...why...we...
we should stop...we almost got caught..."
"Wu Lang, good Wu Lang, I can't stop anymore, just bear with me a little longer..." With that, Min Yonghuan recklessly
thrust in and out.
Wu Lang's legs were spread wide open from the rape, and soon he too succumbed to pleasure alongside Min Yonghuan. Little
did the maid know that she had only picked up some scrap paper to throw away, but unexpectedly found an obscene drawing among them. Startled,
she immediately presented the drawing to the Madam and Madam Chi.
Upon seeing the drawing, the two immediately recognized the person in the painting as Wu Lang. However, Wu Lang was usually an honest and well-behaved boy
; how could he be in such an obscene pose? Even more strangely, how
could such a lewd and provocative drawing be mixed among the young master's calligraphy practice pieces? Thinking of this, Madam Chi suddenly remembered
the strange behavior of Min Yonghuan and Wu Lang a few days ago, and, becoming suspicious, told the Madam everything. The Madam, who would remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before her,
was so frightened that half of her face turned pale.
"This...no way...Wulang is a boy...even if Yonghuan likes him, it's just to satisfy his lust
...the blood on his pants might have another reason..."
"Madam, this is hard to say. I thought so too, but after seeing this painting today...we have to be
careful. Young Master is getting married soon, if this gets out..."
"No, no, Yonghuan is still a child, he wouldn't dare do such a thing. Wulang is even more innocent, he probably
doesn't even know much about sex, how could he be involved with Yonghuan? You must be overthinking it."
"Madam! It's not that I'm overthinking, but that day I saw Wulang clearly acting like it was his first time. When he saw me go in, he
was so scared he cried and begged, looking very pitiful. I'm afraid...Young Master took a fancy to him...and forced himself on
him..."
"Nonsense! They're both men, what do you mean by who took whom! If I hear that again, watch your tongue
!"
"Madam! This matter cannot be taken lightly. We must first ascertain whether they have already committed that shameful
act before making any further plans."
"Your words make sense," the lady thought for a moment, then sat steadily on the couch, saying, "We must act quickly…
They are both men; even if they have made vows of eternal love, they certainly haven't consummated their marriage… We must act
quickly…" Saying this, she pulled Madam Chi closer to discuss their strategy.
(Part 1)
Meanwhile, Min Yonghuan and Wu Lang were completely unaware that their affair had been exposed, completely absorbed in their own tender embrace
. The two, under the influence of the aphrodisiac, engaged in three or four rounds of passionate lovemaking, finally collapsing onto the couch, panting heavily
. Min Yonghuan treated Wu Lang with great tenderness, holding him tightly in his arms and gently caressing him. Wu Lang, however, was terrified of his
master and dared not let him touch him again. He curled up like a kitten, shrinking away, repeatedly
saying, "No, no... Master, I can't take it anymore, please... don't do that to me, I
really can't take it anymore..." Min Yonghuan, however, was not about to give in. He was having a great time, and even if his manhood got
tired, there were still other ways to tease Wu Lang. Today, he was determined to thoroughly satisfy this little man.
"Why are you tired already, Wu Lang? I haven't pampered you enough yet. Come here, let me kiss you." Min Yonghuan's
face was lewd as he reached out to touch Wu Lang's thigh. Wu Lang was exhausted from the intense stimulation; he had no strength
left. His small, inexperienced manhood was now completely unable to ejaculate, and he could only tremble uncontrollably.
Wu Lang, utterly embarrassed, hesitated several times before finally covering his groin with his hands and saying, "My lord... I
... I need... I need to... pee..." Realizing his own vulgarity, he quickly covered his mouth, curled up on
the couch, his eyelids red with shame.
Min Yonghuan, surprised that Wu Lang would say such a thing at this moment, asked with amusement, "Why are you in such a hurry?
Saying such things in front of your master."
Wu Lang was too embarrassed to speak, turning his face away and whispering, "...No, no... I really...
can't hold it in... Please let me go relieve myself..." He glanced at Min Yonghuan with a slightly dazed look
before quickly looking away. That one glance completely captivated Min Yonghuan. He couldn't possibly let Wu Lang relieve himself. Touching
Wu Lang's genitals, he said, "Why didn't you say you needed to pee earlier? You had to wait until now. Now I can't let you go
..."
Hearing this, Wu Lang's lips trembled in his haste, making Min Yonghuan completely lose his senses. He really
wanted to rub his own large member against Wu Lang's buttocks again. Seeing Wu Lang's anxious legs clamped tightly together
, Min Yonghuan chuckled, "You can pee if you want, but... you have to pee in front of me, or
you can serve me with your ass. It's up
to you." "No... sir... please don't treat me like this... I'll do whatever you say, whatever you say,
please spare me, I'll serve you well from now on..." In his desperation, Wu Lang tried to use his looks to
gain Min Yonghuan's favor. Min Yonghuan, however, was unyielding, insisting, "Wu Lang, it's better if you pee in my arms...
Let me see what little Wu Lang looks like when he pees." Without further ado, he pulled Wu Lang into his arms and, like
a child being helped to urinate, pried open Wu Lang's legs, forcing him to urinate into the jade vase by the window.
That vase was a gift from Li Zaimou, the former magistrate of Anyang. While not priceless, it was enough to buy several mansions, more than enough
for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a lifetime. Upon seeing that he was being made to urinate in the vase, Wu Lang immediately turned
pale with fright: "This... this humble man dares not! Please don't tease me, this humble man... this humble man really can't hold it in...
" As he spoke, a few tears welled up in Wu Lang's eyes.
Seeing Wu Lang like this, Min Yonghuan's heart softened a bit. He stroked the soft, white flesh of Wu Lang's inner thigh
and said, "Wu Lang, don't be afraid. I'm not teasing you. How can you go out to relieve yourself like this, completely naked?
This bottle is just for decoration. Just pee as much as you want. Don't be afraid; holding it in isn't good for your health."
Hearing his master's words, Wu Lang realized he really couldn't hold it in any longer, so he mustered his courage and started to
urinate into the bottle. Wu Lang and Min Yonghuan had been playing so intensely earlier that a lot of urine had accumulated there, and now, once he started,
it was unstoppable, splashing loudly into the bottle. Hearing the sound, Wu Lang was so ashamed he wished he could die right there.
But the urine showed no signs of stopping, making him sniffle in embarrassment. His originally snow-white chest
was now stained with a deep blush, making Min Yonghuan swallow hard several times.
"Wu Lang...you...you're like this..." Min Yonghuan intended to say that his appearance was alluring and provocative, but Wu
Lang thought the official found him vulgar and shameless, so he hurriedly said in fear, "M-My lord, I know I was wrong,
I will never dare to do it again, never dare to do it again, please, please don't leave me...please don't leave me..."
Hearing Wu Lang's touching words, Min Yonghuan felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. He turned
and kissed Wu Lang, making the urinating Wu Lang moan softly and pant uncontrollably
. Although he was urinating, he seemed to be aroused as if he had ejaculated.
"Wu Lang...my dear Wu Lang...how could I not want you...we will spend our lives together..."
Min Yonghuan gently embraced Wu Lang and tenderly kissed his face: "We've already drunk the nuptial wine, we will never
be separated..."
Wu Lang felt a warmth spread through his heart at these words, but his face flushed with shyness. He stole glances at Min Yonghuan
, thinking to himself that he was destined to follow him for life.
The next day, Wu Lang was summoned by his mistress early in the morning, and a disgusting painting was placed before him.
Upon seeing the painting, Wu Lang's face immediately turned pale, his little face so white it was heartbreaking.
"Wu Lang, did the young master paint this?" the mistress asked sternly, while Madam Chi behind him
stared at Wu Lang with a serious expression, her eyes filled with solemnity.
"Yes...no, no...no, I don't know..." Wu Lang was so frightened that he couldn't speak,
his two small, still-developing shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"Well done, Wu Lang! You still dare to argue! The person in this painting is clearly you, and you still dare to say you don't know?!"
Seeing Wu Lang's evasive words, the mistress's anger flared up, making Wu Lang shudder.
"Madam... I... I..." Wu Lang choked up before he could finish his sentence, "It... it was
drawn by the young master... it was..." Wu Lang felt he could no longer live in this world.
If the madam saw such a painting, the matter would surely become public knowledge sooner or later. He gripped the hem of his clothes tightly with his small hands, a sight
that made one's heart ache. Madam Chi, who truly loved him, quickly said, "Wu Lang, don't be afraid. Madam knows you
're still a child and don't understand. As long as you tell the truth, Madam won't make things difficult for you."
Hearing this, Wu Lang wiped his eyes with his sleeve and nodded emphatically. His face was red from crying, looking
every bit like a shy beauty, which startled the lady, who looked down on Wu Lang even more. "Wu Lang,
what exactly happened between you and the young master? You'd better explain everything to me today, or you can forget about
staying in this mansion any longer!"
Seeing his lady so angry, Wu Lang felt even more guilty and afraid, and whispered, "Madam, Madam, I'm
sorry... I and the young master... we, we..."
"What happened between you! You... you..." The lady was frantic, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. She angrily
grabbed Madam Chi's hand, "What happened between you? Explain yourself!"
"Madam... the master and I... we... we did... we were like husband and wife... we...
he, I... I'm already the young master's woman..." As Wu Lang spoke, his face and body were flushed red
, and his head was bowed low, making him look like a newlywed bride.
"What?! You audacious servant, daring to gossip about the master here! What do you mean by 'young master's
person'?! Be careful, or I'll send you to a brothel to entertain customers!" The lady was so angry she couldn't distinguish between men and women, completely mistaking Wulang for
a maid who could seduce men, without even considering how such a young boy could be sent to a brothel.
Hearing this, Wulang trembled violently and dared not utter another word. Madam Chi, standing to the side, remained somewhat calm.
She quickly pulled the lady aside, saying, "Madam, don't be hasty. We need to get to the bottom of this. Don't misunderstand him..."
"What misunderstanding? Go over there and strip him naked! I want to see what he and Yonghuan have been up to
!"
These words startled both Wulang and Madam Chi. Wulang immediately burst into tears, "No...
no...Madam, please, don't take off my clothes! I know I was wrong! I'll never let the young master touch me again
...please don't take off my clothes..."
Madam Chi hesitated, unwilling to approach, but the lady was unusually insistent. She also wanted to understand the situation, so she had no choice but
to step forward and remove Wulang's clothes: "Wulang, you're a good boy. Come, take off your clothes and let Madam see
..."
Wulang, terrified, kept trying to avoid her hands: "No, no, please, don't take off my clothes! I really
won't do it again, never again..."
"Wulang, be good, I'll just take a look, don't be afraid, come on..." With that, Madam Chi simply started to tear off Wulang's
clothes.
Wulang was small and not very strong, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't overpower Madam Chi. He could
only cry and scream as he was stripped naked. This act of stripping him off silenced the two ladies. Wulang's body was covered in bruises and welts
, marks clearly from sexual intercourse. But
these marks on Wulang's fair and smooth body were so striking that they were almost blinding. Even the ladies, experienced in such matters,
couldn't help but gasp at the sight.
"You, you're just children... how could you do such a despicable thing... you're both men
, if this gets out, how will Yonghuan get married!"
Wulang just cried and couldn't speak. Madam Chi, however, was reasonable. She went up and put a coat on Wulang and said,
"How long has this been going on? What have you done? You have to tell Madam everything. Don't be afraid.
If the young master forced you to do this with him, we can help you."
Wulang cried with tears streaming down his face and could only nod repeatedly, "The master... he didn't at first... the master just
wanted to play with me like men and women... he... he was afraid of making a mistake at the wedding, so he asked me to accompany him...
later, later we..." Thinking that he had to say that his master had played with his anus, Wulang was so afraid that he shut his mouth and
licked his lips hesitantly. The lady noticed he had something else to say and urged him to continue, "And then? What happened next
?"
"And then...and then...we...we just...and then..."
"And then what? Did he touch you? Kiss you? Or hold you while you slept? Tell me clearly!"
"He, he, he...sir, he...he put...that...that...inside me..."
Before he could finish speaking, the lady was already drenched in cold sweat: "You...what did you say?!"
Wu Lang's face burned with shame, his shoulders trembling as he dared not speak further. The lady, however, came over like a madwoman and grabbed Wu
Lang's hair, dragging him towards the wall: "You little slut! What did you say? How could you seduce Yong Huan? You, you
are all men! How could you do such a thing! Tell me, where did he, where did he go?"
Wu Lang was terrified, but he couldn't escape this ordeal. He thought he had no choice but to speak today, so he
covered his hair with his hands and said while crying, "It's...it's...the place to relieve myself..." After saying that, he buried his face in his hands,
lowered his head, and curled up against the wall, crying.
"Wh-what! You actually...you actually used such a filthy place! You, you...you slut!"
With that, she slapped Wu Lang hard across the face, causing Wu Lang to fall to the ground.
Madam Chi quickly intervened, "Madam, Madam, please don't be angry. You've heard it yourself, it's not Wu Lang's fault,
it's the young master who wanted to... Besides, they were just playing around, I don't think either of them would take it seriously. The young master is getting married soon
, it's best not to make a big deal out of this..." Hearing Madam Chi's words, the lady's temper softened somewhat.
She sat back on the couch and said, "What you said makes sense. Just consider it a child's ignorance. It'll be fine once he's married .
As for Wu Lang... let's send him to my family home in the south to work. Finding him a good wife will be the best thing for
him."
Hearing this, Madam Chi was pleased, but Wu Lang, who had been silent until now, opened his swollen
eyes and pleaded bitterly, "No, don't let me go! Madam, please, don't let me go! I
'll never do that again with you, sir. I just beg you to let me stay and serve you. I promise I'll serve you well
!"
"No! Yonghuan's wife is coming to marry into the family in a few days. What will you be doing here then?!
You have to leave!"
"No! Madam, please! My lord… my lord… he said he wouldn't abandon me, he said he'd marry
me… we've already drunk our nuptial wine, please! My lord said he'd be with me forever!
Madam, please, let me stay!" Wu Lang was already sobbing uncontrollably. Hearing this, the madam's
face suddenly darkened. She glared at Wu Lang and said, "What! He said such a thing to you?! You, Wu Lang, you're
usually so honest, I never expected you to have such a trick up your sleeve! Let me tell you, don't even dream about it, you
'll never see Yonghuan again in your life!" She turned to Madam Chi beside her, her face grim, and said, "Send him
to a brothel. Even if he can't get any customers, let him have a taste!"
(Part 2)
Wu Lang never imagined that one day he would be in a brothel watching adults flirting with prostitutes
. He never imagined that those usually well-dressed adults would immediately reveal such
despicable behavior in such a place. What saddened him most was that he didn't even get to see the adults before leaving. At first, Wu Lang thought that
the adults would eventually come to take him back, after all, they had promised to be together forever. But
as time passed, Wu Lang realized he was just a plaything for the adults when they were bored. Later, he heard from regular customers
that the eldest son of the Pan Yin family, Young Master Min, had gotten married. Wu Lang stopped fantasizing that one day that person would appear
before him again, holding his face and saying, "Wu Lang, you are mine, come back with me..."
Although Wu Lang worked in a brothel, he was still a man and couldn't properly entertain customers. Sometimes
new customers mistook him for a woman and made suggestive remarks, but as soon as they heard that this little man was a man, they would
all walk away with long faces. The brothel owner was a woman in her forties. At first, she refused to let Wu
Lang into her establishment, claiming it was a reputable place and she couldn't break the rules. However,
Madam Yin, the judge, had relayed a message that without Wu Lang, business would be impossible. Seeing Wu Lang as a well-behaved boy, she gritted
her teeth and agreed. Wu Lang wore women's clothes and styled his hair every day, never daring to walk or speak freely,
looking every bit the abandoned concubine.
He had to entertain guests, not just sit around eating and drinking. He would softly call the
madam "Mother" and obediently address customers as "This humble servant." Over time, the powerful figures grew accustomed to Wu Lang
and treated him well. Sometimes, when walking with other girls on the veranda, they would
hear a man calling Wu Lang's name from a nearby room. Upon closer inspection, they realized the man was riding on a woman
, enjoying himself, but his heart was set on Wu Lang. At such times, Wulang would hide to
one side, filled with shame and fear, looking at the girls who had come with him with a terrified expression, as if he were a monster, too ashamed to move
.
Wulang didn't have any special skills; when entertaining guests, he could only pour drinks. But gradually, some guests, knowing that Wulang
was a boy, still insisted that he take off his clothes for them. Wulang was ashamed, and each time he undressed, he would try to cover himself up,
his face as red as a peach blossom, sometimes even shedding a few tears, leaving the
adults who were used to women throwing themselves at them dumbfounded. In a short time, Wulang's reputation grew,
and more and more guests wanted to see him undress. Wu Lang trembled with fear whenever he saw those guests. Several times he mustered
his courage to beg the madam to plead for him, but he was always met with a scolding: "You eat and
stay here for free, and you can't earn any money. I ask you to take off your clothes, and you refuse! I don't know how you offended Doctor Min
, but since you're here, you'd better work properly. If I see you disrespecting any gentleman,
I'll skin you alive!"
Although Wu Lang was unwilling, he had no choice but to obey. Sometimes, in addition to making Wu Lang take off his clothes, the guests would also make him
wear only a skirt to offer wine, and the lewd and obscene things they did were unspeakable. Wu Lang felt wronged, but there was nothing he could do.
Sometimes, when he overheard guests at banquets talking about how young Master Min was so accomplished and talented, it felt as if
a sharp knife was cutting into his heart. The man was now a father of two, with five concubines
, and his official position had risen steadily; he was now a prominent figure in the court. He probably had long forgotten the
little boy he had once dominated and toyed with. But Wu Lang, after all these years, apart from being a little thinner,
hadn't changed at all, as if he had remained frozen in that summer.
The women in the brothel were all sharp-tongued, and they were usually at odds with Wu Lang, so they would often
tease him. One day, Wu Lang was finally free from these disturbances, and as darkness fell, he was about to make his bed when
someone suddenly called out, "Wu Lang, get up quickly! We have distinguished guests, and they specifically request that you accompany them for drinks!"
Then came a fading laugh. Wu Lang was frightened, his face pale, and he hurriedly dressed and
went downstairs.
When Wu Lang saw the guest in the room, he was genuinely surprised; the other person was only drinking and listening to music, and hadn't heard anything coming from inside.
There was a teasing atmosphere. Wu Lang lowered his head and quietly walked inside, but before he had taken two steps, he heard
Yue Xiang, who always liked to bully him, shout, "Wu Lang, why are you only arriving now? You've kept the young master of the prefecture waiting for so long!"
Wu Lang was so frightened that he trembled and quickly knelt on the ground, resting his head on his hands. "This servant...this servant...didn't
know the master was coming...please forgive me, master..." Hearing Wu Lang's words, everyone in the room laughed:
"Why is Wu Lang so serious? I was just joking with you, look how scared you are!"
Wu Lang had grown up in the prefect's mansion and didn't understand these teasing tricks, so he could only blush and kneel there
. Just as he was feeling embarrassed and aggrieved, he suddenly heard a young voice from above: "Are you the
Wu Lang who can take off his clothes? I came here today especially for you." Wu Lang raised his head slightly to look, but saw
a young master looking down at him. He immediately blushed and dared not look again.
"This humble servant..." Wu Lang tried to say something polite, but he was completely clueless about such things. He started to speak but then stopped
, his hands sweating with anxiety.
"Wu Lang, what are you standing there for! Hurry up and pour the master some wine!" The madam was also anxious and hurriedly tugged at Wu
Lang's sleeve.
The young master, however, remained calm and composed, smiling and saying, "No rush, no rush. Let him take off his clothes first,
then the wine will taste better..." With that, he embraced Yue Xiang beside him and kissed her. Wu Lang had thought this young master was a
respectable person, but he hadn't expected him to be so lewd. He was so frightened that he clutched his collar tightly.
"Yes, yes, the master is right!" The madam's face immediately changed, and she turned to Wu Lang, saying, "Wu Lang, quickly
take off your upper garment, don't spoil the master's mood!"
Wu Lang lowered his head, not daring to retort, but his small hands kept fiddling with the knot of his clothes, too ashamed to take off
his clothes. He usually blushed even when speaking, let alone taking off his clothes in front of so many people.
As Wu Lang hesitated, the man above said, "Look at Wu Lang, so young and shy, perhaps
I should help you...?" These words caused a stir among the crowd, and a sensual atmosphere instantly filled the room.
Wu Lang, however, was too shocked to believe his ears. Seeing the man stand up and walk towards him, Wu Lang
shrank back several steps, clutching his collar, curling up like a little ball.
The man sat down in front of him, nodded to everyone around, and then reached for Wu Lang's collar.
Now, the two of them were kneeling in the center of the room, attracting the drooling gazes of those around them. As the adult
drew closer, Wu Lang, terrified, whispered, "...Please...don't..." Seeing his extreme
shyness, the man, amused, pressed his face against Wu Lang's and whispered, "What? Wu
Lang, what did you say? I didn't hear you." He even intentionally blew on Wu Lang's neck. Wu Lang, tickled, tried to dodge, his eyes filled
with tears of humiliation. Just as he tried to get up and escape, the man suddenly grabbed his hands.
"No...sir, what are you doing...please don't..." Wu Lang was so shaken by the large hand that he
almost fainted in the man's arms.
"If you don't obey me..." the man bit Wu Lang's ear, "I'll
strip you naked in front of all these people..." He gestured towards Wu Lang's groin. This terrified Wu Lang, who hurriedly
stammered, "This servant...this servant...as you wish..." She then obediently knelt before the man, her body
trembling uncontrollably.
The man's movements were anything but gentle; he forcefully pulled Wu Lang into his arms and began to undress her like a kitten
. Wu Lang's hands were spread before her eyes, unsure whether to resist or not, and she could only frantically shake them, begging for mercy,
her legs helplessly scraping against the ground. The man deliberately proceeded slowly, peeling off layer by layer. Wu Lang, unaccustomed to
such treatment, could only cover her face with her hands, sobbing softly.
After a quarter of an hour, the clothes were finally removed from Wu Lang, leaving her in only a blue skirt, which
contrasted sharply with her snow-white upper body, causing even the young master to pause in surprise. Wu Lang gasped for breath, a single tear on her face,
her body trembling slightly, completely overshadowing the radiance of the other young women in the room. The man casually tossed his clothes behind him, picked up
Wu Lang, and placed him on the main seat, mischievously placing a wine pot in front of him.
Wu Lang, seeing the pot, slightly sobered up and hurriedly reached for it, but the man said, "Yuexiang,
pour the wine."
Wu Lang was surprised, but then saw Yuexiang smugly snatch the pot and lean coquettishly against the man.
"Wu Lang, stretch out your hand," the young man said lazily, "you feed me." The room erupted in another uproar.
Wu Lang, already ashamed of being shirtless, was even more embarrassed by these words, and timidly said, "...This servant...
...wouldn't...you should let Sister Yuexiang serve you..."
The man, however, wouldn't allow it, pulling Wu Lang into his arms and making him stretch out his hand to receive the wine. Yuexiang, her
face dark, poured the wine into Wu Lang's hand, jealously watching him feed the man. The man gently licked Wu Lang's hand
, not forgetting to lick Wu Lang's fingers, making the innocent Wu Lang feel unbearably ashamed. He lowered his head, biting
his lip and trembling slightly, his body becoming increasingly flushed. In his drunken revelry, some wine spilled onto Wu Lang's
body. The man then dipped his hand in the wine and rubbed Wu Lang's chest, making the two pink mounds appear vibrant
and alluring.
Wu Lang couldn't help but sigh softly, which aroused the man's lust. He simply put his arm around Wu Lang's shoulder and
kissed him, no longer caring that Wu Lang was a man. Although Wu Lang was often harassed in the brothel, he had never been treated like this before.
He was terrified and grabbed the man's clothes, whimpering in resistance. Hearing this, the man didn't stop;
instead, he rubbed Wu Lang's lips even more vigorously, never satisfied, until both of them were
panting heavily before he finally let go.
Wu Lang thought that was the end of it, but then he heard the official continue, "I've been very busy today and am quite
tired. I'll stay here tonight..." He cleared his throat, "And Yuexiang will serve me in the room on the east side
..." Everything seemed normal until the official's next words made everyone in the room widen their eyes: "...I have something
to say to Wu Lang. Let him come too. As for clothes... this is fine, it'll save you the trouble of taking them off later..."
Wu Lang knelt there blankly, only reacting when he was led into the official's room, pleading, "No!"
"No." A short while later, the man and Yuexiang entered hand in hand, and three quilts were laid out.
Wulang, uneasy and fearful, whispered, "My lord… it's late, let Yuexiang help you rest…
I… still have other guests to entertain…"
The man looked at him with a mocking expression: "What? Do you always spend the night naked with different guests like this?"
Wulang stammered, "No, no… I… am a man… I can't do… that kind of thing with you…
or…"
"No, it's nothing. Tonight I want you. Yuexiang is here too. After I've had my fill of you, I
'll naturally go find her to relieve my pent-up desire." The man showed no shame, which vaguely reminded Wulang of Min Yonghuan.
Feeling resentful at being overshadowed, Yuexiang harbored malicious intentions and said, "What you say is true, sir. I
'm very close to Wulang. Why don't I serve you for Wulang?" As she spoke, she exposed her upper
body, her snow-white breasts swaying, startling Wulang so much that he closed his eyes.
Yuexiang, a seasoned womanizer, quickly stripped naked and went to Wulang, pulling at his skirt.
Wulang fled in terror, crying out, "Sister Yuexiang...don't...don't..." making it seem
as if Yuexiang was trying to force herself on him. Yuexiang, aroused by Wulang's display, straddled him and
forcefully tore at his skirt. The man, already aroused by what he saw, removed his own clothes, revealing his large member
.
Wu Lang dared not touch the naked woman's body, so he could only cry and beg her to let go. However, his skirt
was quickly torn off, exposing his lower body to Yue Xiang and the official.
Yue Xiang saw Wu Lang's small, white member and chuckled, "How useless Wu Lang
is! How can you be intimate with a woman with this thing? It's more like an object for men to play with." The official, unable to
contain himself any longer, came over and touched Wu Lang's cucumber-like penis.
"What a lovely thing… I really want to swallow it whole…" he said, gently twisting it
, pleased to see Wu Lang's legs clamped together.
(Part 3)
"Why are you in such a hurry, sir! Please wait a moment, let Yue Xiang take good care of Wu Lang for you." Yue Xiang
, wanting to sabotage the situation and take the opportunity to play with Wu Lang for a while, began to grope his body like a customer would.
Wu Lang had never seen a woman's naked body before, let alone been treated so erotically. His heart was in his throat, and
he could only plead, "Sister Yuexiang... please... why... I'm scared..."
"Why are you crying, Wu Lang? How am I supposed to take good care of you now? And the adults will laugh at us. Come, let me
teach you how to please a man..." As she spoke, she pressed down on Wu Lang and kissed him fiercely. Who knew that Wu Lang's body
had a unique charm, causing Yue Xiang's heart to flutter. She couldn't help but rub his whole body with her hands: "Wu Lang...
your body is so tender... even I, your sister, can't let you go..." Then she turned to the man:
"Why don't you come and touch him too? I'm afraid you want to swallow him right now..."
"Yue Xiang, you really know what your master is thinking," the young master said with
a lewd look on his face, his hands on his huge penis. "But Wu Lang isn't hot enough yet, you should serve him a little better..." As he spoke, he gestured for
Yue Xiang to use her mouth to suck on Wu Lang's genitals.
Yuexiang smiled gently, kissing her way down Wulang's neck, stopping at that embarrassing spot where she
teased him with her tongue: "Wulang, I'm going to make you feel good... but you'll have to moan a little more seductively to
satisfy the master..." With that, she sucked on Wulang's penis with all her might, scaring him so much that he cried
out, "No, no... Sister Yuexiang, what are you doing... how can you... Wulang can't take it, please... let me
go... I'll do whatever you say..."
Wulang lay beneath Yuexiang, writhing uncontrollably, driving her to exhaustion and using every trick in the book
to play with him. Wulang's body was flushed red, panting heavily on the ground, and even the master beside him couldn't resist
coming over to cup his face and kiss him. Now Wulang was utterly helpless, whimpering and resisting. His
black braid left red marks on his body, further fueling the adult's fantasies. He longed to immediately
insert his member into the little boy's body and pamper him.
"No, no more... Master... I don't want it anymore... Please let me go... I
promise I'll serve you well from now on..." Wulang's body was weak, and his small, snake-like member trembled beneath the adult, causing the
man's member to swell even more.
"Wulang... if you move again, I don't know what I'll do to you... you're killing me..."
The man released Wulang, stroked his forehead, and said indifferently, "How many men have you been with? Who has
played with your body, huh?"
Wulang, having just gained some space, replied without thinking, "You... besides you, it's you...
this is the first time I've spent the night with someone here..." This immediately attracted the man's attention: "What... Wulang,
you already had someone?... I thought you were some kind of virgin! You should see
who's more virgin, me or your former master..."
"No... please spare me... please spare me..." Wulang pleaded softly, but the man suddenly pulled
Wulang onto his lap and rubbed his large member against his thigh. Startled, Wulang blushed again
, her hands helplessly gripping the adult's shoulders. "No, no, please don't move! Please, don't move!"
she cried.
The adult moved a few times before withdrawing his throbbing, iron-red penis and placing it between Wulang's buttocks. He
then beckoned Yuexiang to come and ride on top of him. Yuexiang immediately embraced Wulang, pressing
her full breasts against his back and beginning to move up and down. This movement caused his penis to rub against Wulang's anus
, while his penis was pitifully pressed against the adult's stomach, causing Wulang to cry out.
Seeing that Wulang seemed to enjoy this, the two men moved even more vigorously, making Wulang sob
and tremble, clutching the adult's shoulders, her neck bent over his shoulder, gently swinging her braids,
panting heavily.
"Wulang...does it feel good...Wulang..." The adult placed his hand on Wulang's neck and said, "You scratched
my arm, Wulang...does it really feel that good...?"
Wulang could only hear what the man said, but he couldn't respond at all, and could only mumble intermittently:
"No, no... I... didn't..."
Yuexiang, showing no mercy, shamelessly reached out to pinch Wulang's
nipple, lewdly saying, "Wulang, scream louder, let the master pamper you a little more..."
These two experienced lovers sandwiched Wulang between them, taking turns to ravage him, making the little boy
feel as if he were in hell. All he could do was cry, softly pleading, "Master... I really
can't take it anymore... Please spare me... I beg you... Master, you're making me so anxious...
Please..." Hearing this, the master, already aroused, had no choice but to ejaculate. With
a few thrusts, he ejaculated.
The master and Yuexiang held Wulang, panting, gently kissing him as if cherishing a precious treasure. Wulang's eyes
were glazed, his buttocks red from being rubbed, a clear sign of being tortured.
"My lord... can Wulang leave now...?" Wulang, having not experienced such things for a long time, asked weakly.
"What? Does Wulang think he can leave after finishing his business? You'll have to sleep in my arms tonight..." The
official lifted Wulang's arm, pulled him into the soft quilt, and whispered, "Sleep, Wulang, you'll
have to come and keep me company tomorrow. I'm getting addicted to playing with you..." Wulang, half-asleep, didn't respond and fell into a deep sleep.
(Part 4)
Wulang was probably the most honest child, and he never imagined that the young master of the manor would use such tricks
to play with him. The next day, he obediently came to the east wing again. This time it was good; only the official was in the room, and
Wulang breathed a sigh of relief. All day long, Wulang was afraid of Yuexiang, hiding from her like a kitten, which made
Yuexiang, who originally disliked him, take the initiative to tug at Wulang's clothes several times. Seeing this, the other girls also
imitated him for fun, until Wu Lang was so frightened that he begged repeatedly to get through the day.
Wu Lang lowered his head and gave the official a deep bow, saying, "Sir... this servant greets you..."
The official saw that it was Wu Lang, chuckled, and slowly took one of Wu Lang's slender white hands and brought it to his mouth, saying,
"Wu Lang, why be so formal? What kind of relationship do we have..." As he spoke, he reached out and lifted Wu Lang's chin.
Wu Lang was terrified. One hand twitched stiffly, and he dared not lift his face. His voice trembled as he said, "...M-
Sir...don't do this...this isn't right..."
The man laughed, "What's wrong with this? This is a brothel. I bought you. Ca
n't I even be intimate with you?"
"No, no! Sir...I'm a man...this isn't right...it will ruin your reputation...
Let me pour you some wine and massage your legs..." Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly pulled Wu Lang
into his arms and said softly, "I'll let you sleep with me tonight...let's see who dares to say anything..." As he spoke, he
took out a small box from his robes, pulled out a pill from it, and said to Wu Lang, "Come, Wu Lang, eat this...
I'll make you ascend to heaven..." He kissed Wu Lang's face passionately as he spoke, making Wu Lang extremely embarrassed.
"...What is this...Sir..." Wu Lang had never seen such a thing before and found it strange.
"You'll know once you taste it, Wulang... your eyebrows and eyes... your body... I want it all..."
With that, he untied Wulang's clothes and reached inside to grope him.
Wulang was terrified by these suggestive words and stammered, "No... sir... please don't... I..."
As Wulang spoke, the man placed the pill near his lips. Seeing that he couldn't escape now, Wulang
said pitifully, his eyes red, "Sir... I... I'll do it myself..."
Wulang pinched the pill with his fingers, gently placed it in his mouth, frowned, and swallowed. Seeing this, the man was already
aroused and quickly offered Wulang some wine. Wulang hadn't expected it to be wine and choked, coughing several times.
In his confusion, he leaned against the man's chest, panting, a layer of sweat forming on his neck.
The man was surprised and said, "How come Wulang can't drink? That's really strange! You must be the only
person in this garden who can't touch alcohol, right?" He then laughed heartily twice.
Wu Lang blushed and didn't argue, but felt as if the man's strength could crush him
with a single squeeze. Even in his arms, he trembled with fear: "Sir, you...you're so strong..."
Hearing this, the man softened his grip and said kindly, "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry
."
Seeing the man apologize so readily, Wu Lang bowed low in fright: "No, no!
Sir, you didn't...you can do whatever you want, I'm not in pain, really! You..." The man quickly covered
Wu Lang's mouth with his hand: "Why are you so serious? Wu Lang, your personality will suffer in a place like this..."
His gaze completely changed as he gently stroked Wu Lang's hair: "I only feel at ease when I have you in my sight...How
about...I redeem you?"
Wu Lang was stunned. He had never imagined someone would redeem him, nor that he could escape
this terrifying place. He was about to ask... He felt waves of heat rising from below, almost making him
dizzy. He quickly clutched his chest and said, "M-Master, I'm not feeling well... I guess I can't stay with you...
I'll call Sister Yuexiang for you..." The man saw Wu Lang's snow-white cheeks and peach-blossom face, her breath coming in short gasps. He
was clearly aroused, so he laughed and began to undress Wu Lang, saying, "Wu Lang, silly child, you want me
, you want me to hold you..."
Wu Lang didn't understand how things had developed like this, how the conversation had suddenly turned to that kind of thing.
But seeing his own body reacting so strongly, he was terrified and tried to wriggle out of the man's arms. However,
his movements only sounded like coquettish pleading, making Wu Lang blush. "No...Master...I..."
The man wouldn't give him a chance to escape. He quickly tore off Wu Lang's clothes and skirt, pinning him down and taking liberties with him
. "Wu Lang, your body is so soft, no one would believe you if you said you'd never had a man before..."
"No, no... My lord, please spare me... I can't take it anymore, it's so hot..." Wu Lang squeezed tighter.
Her legs tumbled and rolled beneath the adult, as if she wanted to shake herself apart. Her hands gripped the adult
's clothes, shaking her head as if crying. Even the most tender-hearted man couldn't bear it; he wished
he could take Wu Lang for himself right then and there.
"Wu Lang… why are you a man… Wu Lang…" the adult said with a sigh, "Otherwise
, I would have lifted you to the heavens… how could I let you suffer like this…"
"Master, master… no… touch me… touch me… I'm in pain…" Wu Lang
mumbled incoherently, his lower body already erect. Though he didn't say it aloud, his anus
was already tightening uncontrollably, and a little wetness was seeping out.
"Don't call me 'Master' anymore, Wulang..." The man leaned down to kiss Wulang's rosy lips, his large hands
kneading Wulang's chest incessantly. "What do your sisters call you at times like this? Do they call you 'Master' in bed too
...?" His voice was hoarse as he spoke, his heart fluttering with anxiety, unsure how to caress Wulang.
"Ah...?" Wulang's mind went blank for a moment before he finally reacted. "Yes...
yes... call me... Brother..." Wulang's lower body was already half-hanging on the man's body, his buttocks involuntarily rubbing up and
down.
"That's right, Wulang, you have to call me 'Brother'..." The man said,
scraping Wulang's testicles hard with his hand, causing Wulang to arch his back and unable to resist hooking his arms around the man's shoulders, rubbing against him
. "Master... Brother... touch me... touch me..." he cried, bursting into tears.
The man hadn't expected Wu Lang to be so sensitive; he'd only teased him a little and Wu Lang had already thrown himself into his arms.
He felt both itchy and helpless, wishing he could make the man ache to death before he could satisfy his desires. But before he could figure out how to
tease Wu Lang, the little one started rubbing his round, smooth buttocks against that huge, erect penis.
"Wu... Wulang, wait a minute..." Before the man could prepare, Wulang seized the initiative and
pressed Wulang's waist against his manhood, sweating profusely. "Wulang... if you keep doing this, I'm afraid
I'll ejaculate soon..."
"No... sir... please let me move... let me move... I can't take it anymore..."
At this moment, Wulang had long lost all sense of propriety and shame, wanting only to indulge herself. She grabbed the man's neck, like a
wanton harlot, sobbing uncontrollably, "sir... I... I want you..."
The man had no idea about the principles of male intercourse. Seeing Wulang's lewd appearance, he probably
hadn't understood anything even after playing with many women. He thought Wulang was just talking nonsense in his desperation, so he tightly hugged Wulang's
waist and thrust upwards, mimicking the actions of men and women to calm his passion. This thrust was enough to overwhelm Wu Lang; he couldn't
take it anymore and let out a small scream. His tiny anus contracted in and out, and his buttocks
were soaking wet, startling the man.
"Sir...please...save Wu Lang...please...please...put it in..."
Wu Lang cried, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, but his lower body clung tightly to the man. This
completely bewildered the man, who stared wide-eyed and said, "What? Wu Lang, what did you say? What do you mean, 'put it in'...
you, you're a man! How can you..." Then, a thought struck him. Judging from Wu Lang's behavior, he must have had relationships with men before
, and perhaps he truly knew the secrets of male-male intercourse. So, he immediately changed his attitude: "What? Wu Lang...you
want me to put it in you...? Where do you want me to put it in you...?"
Wu Lang knew to some extent that his condition was due to the pill, but now he was consumed by lust and
couldn't care less about such things. He knew full well that he would be mortified after the heat died down, but he
still hesitated and pulled the man's hand to his anus, his lips trembling as he said, "No, it's not dirty
... Sir... please have pity on me..." Then he burst into tears, as if his soul had been broken.
The man, initially surprised and disgusted by Wu Lang's actions,
couldn't bring himself to react after hearing this. He wondered who had tricked this little boy, and how
he had foolishly assumed it was his fault. Seeing Wu
Lang's shameless, aggrieved state as he clung to him, the man was overwhelmed with tenderness: "Wu Lang, don't be afraid, I know... I know... don't cry... I'll
... I'll help you..." This man, who usually uttered all sorts of vulgarities, couldn't
utter anything more for Wu Lang, only overflowing with affection.
"My lord...please don't dislike me...I didn't mean it...really...please don't tell anyone...
please..." Wu Lang's tears wouldn't stop, but the lord eventually silenced them with his mouth. The
lord, realizing this was a way to make love with Wu Lang, became even harder. He hurriedly did
as Wu Lang instructed, using his hand to open Wu Lang's anus, eagerly pushing his large member into Wu Lang's rectum. Wu
Lang, having taken the medicine, was aroused. The member blocking his anus felt incredibly comfortable, and he spread his legs wide
, moaning and groaning, his buttocks writhing wantonly.
"Wu Lang...you...are so tight...you're going to squeeze me to death..." The lord, playing with a man's anus for the first time,
hadn't expected this sensation. He felt a strange, exhilarating sensation, like a hole had been opened in his head, and without hesitation, he
thrust his penis directly into Wu Lang's anus.
Wu Lang cried out, and then ejaculated, leaving the other man dumbfounded: "Wu Lang... how
can you be so comfortable... I haven't even started yet..." He then began to vigorously thrust his hips.
The two of them, thrusting and responding, went on for most of the night, and with the added effect of the drug, they just could
n't stop. The girls downstairs were all astonished; how could these two men go on for so long? Some of the
more curious ones secretly went upstairs to peek, and before they even reached the door, they could hear lewd sounds coming from inside. It was none other than Wu Lang
! They were shocked and went to look, but couldn't see clearly. They only saw two men piled together in that small space
, thrusting back and forth. They immediately blushed and beckoned their sisters to come and see.
Wu Lang and the man were both enjoying themselves to the point of exhaustion, unaware that several gluttonous mouths were standing outside the door.
The girls, especially the man, thrust into Wulang's anus with all their might, their mouths brimming with flirtatious
words: "Wulang... move your waist, so I can thrust harder... this little thing of yours is really squeezing me to death... I'm going
to kill you today..." The others outside had never seen the man so aroused, and they all craned their necks to watch
, but they could only see the thick thing moving back and forth, without seeing where it went. They were so impatient that they couldn't stand it anymore, and their lower bodies were also
wet. They could only clench their pants and endure it, thinking that they would have to ask Wulang a good question tomorrow.
After another half hour, the man finally ejaculated, and reluctantly came out of Wulang's anus, hugging
him and touching his buttocks. Wu Lang, completely confused, thought he was in the magistrate's mansion. Without thinking, he blurted out,
"Sir...no more...I can't take it anymore...If the madam finds out, I'll be dead..."
These words instantly brought the magistrate to his senses. He grabbed Wu Lang's hair and yelled, "You! You shameless whore!
Who do you think you're talking to! Who made you feel this good! You promiscuous slut, you even
got the wrong man in bed!" He angrily grabbed his clothes, put them on, and tried to leave, but instead found
four or five blushing girls standing outside. His anger intensified, and he coldly slammed the door shut and stormed out.
Wu Lang froze, realizing he had said the wrong thing and filled with regret. He vowed to
apologize to the magistrate the next day. The girls outside knew that Wu Lang had angered the master, and they were somewhat
gloating, but they dared not linger for fear of being scolded by the madam. So they all obediently went downstairs, leaving
Wu Lang alone to clean up the mess.
(Part 5)
Wu Lang hadn't spent the night with anyone in a long time, so how could he clean up? As he put on his clothes, he discovered that he was missing his undergarment,
which the master must have taken in his anger. Wu Lang was exhausted, his anus trembling, and
sticky semen was still leaking out from inside. He was so ashamed that he wished he could just faint. By the time everything was cleaned up, it was already
the next morning. Wu Lang avoided others and returned to his room, so tired that he fell asleep fully clothed.
The place was preparing early for some important guest, and Wu Lang and
the other girls were sitting in the main hall waiting as soon as it got dark. Just as they were getting bored, someone came to report that
the young master's son had sent something to Wu Lang yesterday. Wu Lang had intended to take it back to his room to look at it secretly,
but the girls all refused, and in the ensuing commotion, they hurriedly untied the item. It would have
been better if they hadn't seen it; what they found made Wu Lang even more embarrassed to stay in the room. It was none other than
the undergarment Wu Lang had lost the previous night, the transparent white satin stained with blood. Everyone around blushed, and
the atmosphere in the room instantly became ambiguous.
"What? Wu Lang, when did you receive a guest? How come none of the girls know…?" The girl, knowing full well
what had happened the night before, pretended not to know: "Aren't you a man… where would you get something like this…?" As she spoke,
she glanced unnaturally at the undergarment.
Wu Lang's eyes were already red. Hearing this question again, and thinking about everything that had happened last night, he couldn't answer anything
. He could only stammer, "This servant...this servant doesn't know..."
"What do you mean you don't know! Everyone already knows about what happened between you and that official last night. You were making such a loud noise, just so
people wouldn't hear you!"
"That's right!" The others chimed in, "I heard you even called the wrong person in bed last night!? What a slut!
If that official hadn't seen a few drops of blood on your skirt, would he even bother with you?!"
Wu Lang couldn't take it anymore and choked out, "No...no...this servant didn't mean it
...this servant doesn't know what the blood is..."
"How could you not know! You clearly got chicken and duck blood from somewhere and were thinking of seducing him
!" Ever since that night, Yue Xiang had been both jealous and fond of Wu Lang, but she just couldn't
treat him like a man and was always thinking of ways to tease him.
"This servant...this servant didn't..." Before Wu Lang could finish speaking, someone shouted, "Hey? But
someone saw you two doing all sorts of things in that little hut last night! I'm so curious,
how could a man like you do that with that man...Wu Lang, tell us!" This was followed by
bursts of laughter.
Wu Lang was so ashamed by the question that he couldn't speak, but he knew he was in the wrong and couldn't deny it. Just as he was wondering
how to answer, someone else shouted, "Sisters, come and see! There's a poem on this skirt!" This
attracted a lot of attention. The girl gently lifted the hem of her skirt with her right hand, tearing open the folds to
reveal a budding peony, next to which was a line of hastily written Chinese poetry: "Renting a house, I found a beautiful flower; its first bloom is probably a demon."
The room suddenly became quite lively, with everyone discussing it:
"This master really cares for Wulang, even going to such lengths. He's probably planning to take Wulang away to enjoy a life of luxury...
"
"What?! These days, plenty of people keep these things, and they're still just thrown away or run away as before!" "That's
not how it works! At least none of us here have received one... We're somewhat
envious of Wulang..."
"Hmph! What's there to envy! Look at what they're saying: 'At first glance, he might be a demon!' Wulang may be lovable,
but he's still a boy. The master suspects he's a demon in disguise, here to harm him!"
"Sister Yunxiang, you're wrong. I do think the poem does have one meaning, as you say,
but it's precisely because I like it that I'm worried that the peony-like person is a monster. That master... is clearly bewitched by Wulang
!"
Upon hearing this, Wulang could no longer sit still. He covered his face with his hands and tried to run away, but as soon as he opened the door,
he saw the madam standing anxiously outside. She pulled Wulang upstairs, turning back to shout into the room, "
What are you still sitting there for! Don't you know you're entertaining guests?! All of you, come up here!"
Wulang was surprised and asked, "Mother... what's wrong..."
The madam looked annoyed. "Don't ask, Wulang, we have a distinguished guest upstairs! We don't want anyone else, we just want to
see you undress! Come up with me now..."
Upon hearing that she wanted to see him undress, Wulang was immediately terrified and couldn't move. His lips trembled as he said, "No... Mother...
no... I just entertained someone last night..."
"What's wrong with that? You absolutely have to take your clothes off today!" With that, he pulled Wu Lang into the house.
Once inside, Wu Lang dared not speak again, bowing low and finding a corner to sit down.
The room wasn't large, and three or five adults were sitting there. The one in the middle seemed to be of high status, remaining
silent. Wu Lang was timid and didn't dare look up, thus serving drinks like a blind man.
Just then, one of the adults sitting next to him said, "Don't you have someone who's quite good at taking off clothes…
what's his name again… I've forgotten. He specially brought my master here to relax today. Why don't you call him up?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Lang shuddered, a chill running from his feet to his head. He trembled so much he almost dropped the wine pot,
shrinking further into the corner. The madam was shrewd. She pulled Wu Lang to the center of the room and addressed the assembled
officials, "This is the boy, the most charming one. Even the prefect's son is particularly fond of him..."
She then secretly pinched Wu Lang's hand, saying, "Hurry up and greet the officials! What are you doing!"
Wu Lang was so frightened his voice trembled, and it took him a long time to manage a bow, but he didn't utter a single word. Wu Lang
thought the officials would be angry, but to his surprise, several officials said, "This child is so adorable!
Madam, don't frighten him. If you continue like this, we won't forgive you!"
The madam quickly smiled obsequiously, "Of course, of course, sirs, this child is just like that. He's inexperienced, he's
shy." She then gave a lewd laugh.
Wu Lang knew she was lying and was afraid, but dared not utter a sound. Just then,
the official who had been sitting silently in the center for a long time said, "Enough with the pleasantries. Didn't you say this child is a boy...? Let him undress quickly
, I want to see what's interesting..." Wu Lang felt the voice was somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place
it. Then he heard the madam say, "Yes, yes, you're right, sir. You don't know what it's like to see this child undress.
Many officials in the capital are particularly fond of this..." She quickly turned to Wu Lang and said, "Hurry up and undress, don't spoil
the officials' fun!"
Wu Lang hesitated, his face flushed, and said to the madam, "...Madam...no, no...I can't..."
Upon hearing this, not only the madam, but also the officials and girls around were shocked: "Why not! You
ungrateful thing! It's your good fortune that our officials are willing to watch you undress!" "You still dare to refuse? You're courting death
!"
Seeing this, the madam hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "Sir, sir, please calm down!" Just as she was wondering what to do
, the man in the middle said, "If he doesn't want to take his clothes off, fine. I don't necessarily need to see a man undress.
This boy's voice is very nice...it reminds me of an old friend...why don't you have him come and pour me some wine..."
Hearing this, the madam thought that the man wasn't angry, and quickly smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding, sir!
If all the guests were as tolerant as you...but the rules can't be broken. The wine must be served,
and the clothes must be taken off. How can we let the guests just go along with his whims!"
Upon hearing this, Wulang shed a few tears, crying and grabbing the madam's sleeve, "...Mother...
I beg you...don't make me take my clothes off...I entertained the guests last night...I can't bear to see my body..."
"..."
These words immediately shocked everyone present. Several adults nearby swallowed hard and said, "What? Is
that so? This man can entertain guests...?" They looked at Wu Lang's timid and petite body, their minds filled
with images of him serving others naked. They raised their voices and said, "Since that's the case, then you must take your clothes off!"
Wu Lang was truly afraid of these adults, but he still pleaded in a trembling voice, "Sir... I beg you... don't
make me take off my clothes... I'm so dirty, don't offend your eyes..."
But the adults were determined to see Wu Lang naked. They all stared
at Wu Lang's small body with red eyes, urging him in every way possible. In the end, Wu Lang had no choice but to untie his clothes, trembling as he opened his collar
, but his pitiful little face never dared to lift up. The room erupted in chaos the moment he undressed
. His small body was crisscrossed with countless purple and blue hickeys, a testament
to his tireless night's work. Shamed, Wu Lang blushed from head to toe, his alluring figure becoming even more apparent
. The adults, no matter how much they tried to calm themselves, were powerless against his gaze, all fixed on him with predatory eyes
.
Tears streamed down Wu Lang's face as he struggled to remove his shirt, sitting dejectedly in the center of the room
. The adults, impatient, begged him to come and keep them company, but Wu Lang was too afraid to move .
The madam, sweating profusely, pinched Wu Lang's chest, causing the adults
considerable distress.
Wu Lang winced in pain and was about to apologize when he heard the madam say, "Wu Lang, what's wrong with you today! Do you think
you can ignore me just because you slept with that nobleman's son for one night?! Hurry up and pour me some wine!"
Before Wu Lang could move, the nobleman sitting in the center suddenly changed his relaxed demeanor and
said to the madam in a loud voice, "What! What did you say his name was?!" In the process, he broke a cup.
The madam was momentarily stunned, but startled by the man's appearance, she cried out, "What did I say?! My lord
, my lord, please forgive me!... Ah, this, this child is called Wu Lang... My lord, you...?"
The man suddenly stood up and addressed the naked, trembling Wu Lang, "Wu Lang... you
are Wu Lang...?"
Wu Lang was surprised and secretly looked up, only to find his eyes fixed on him. "My lord...!"
Wu Lang could never have imagined that the young and arrogant Min Yonghuan would be here today, and
seeing him in such a despicable state, his heart nearly leaped out of his throat.
Min Yonghuan was dressed in official robes, and looked much more mature and capable, clearly not
the child who had bullied Wu Lang so easily. His voice was also deep and resonant; no wonder Wu Lang hadn't recognized his former master.
Seeing Wu Lang in this state, Min Yonghuan's eyes were filled with both reluctance and anger. He got up from his seat, went over and grabbed Wu
Lang's arm, saying, "Wu Lang! What... what's wrong with you! You..."
Wu Lang was both frightened and aggrieved, and sobbed uncontrollably, "M-My lord... I... thought I would never see you again..."
"It's not you I'm looking for..."
Min Yonghuan, still furious, stared at Wu Lang's bruised and battered body and said, "You! You actually spent
the night with another man! You...!" Looking at Wu Lang's tear-streaked face, he couldn't believe it: "How could this be...
They actually sent you to a place like this... I, I looked for you..." As Min Yonghuan spoke, he suddenly realized
something was amiss, and angrily turned to the other officials, saying, "I am unworthy, this Wu Lang was originally a servant of my household, missing
for many years. I never imagined he would end up in such a place, a disgrace to my family. In my moment of panic, I...
Please forgive me, gentlemen..."
Seeing that Min Yonghuan and Wu Lang had such a connection, the officials couldn't be too lewd and quickly cupped
their hands, saying: "Not at all, it's Master Min's discipline that's right, and it's also our fault. We brought you here today mainly to help
you relax, but we didn't expect... I hope you don't blame us..."
Min Yonghuan apologized to each of them for a while before turning to the terrified and suspicious madam and saying, "Wu
Lang and I have something to discuss in a bit. Prepare a superior room, and let him go down first." He was still looking at Wu Lang with reluctance when he
quickly added, "Quickly find him some clothes to put on, and also, don't let him entertain any more customers, and
don't bully him, understand!"
The madam was so frightened by Min Yonghuan that she repeatedly agreed, carefully leading Wu Lang downstairs, afraid that if she touched this boy, she would anger
the master again. During this time, seeing Wu Lang's ashamed and frightened appearance, she felt a little sorry for him.
(Part 6)
Wu Lang casually put on some clothes and sat blankly in his room, thinking about
how he had acted in front of the master just now, and tears welled up in his eyes again. Being sent to such a place was already a disgrace, let alone
having the adults see her covered in bruises and welts—it was utterly degrading. How
could things be so coincidental? She hadn't seen that person for so many years, and now, right after she'd done that with a customer, she'd seen him again
, and in such a shameful way. Thinking about it, Wu Lang's clothes were already soaked with tears.
Just as she was at her lowest point, she heard a commotion outside. Wu Lang opened the door to see what was going on, only
to find the young master from the previous night entangled with the madam. Surprised, Wu Lang thought of the underskirt, and her face felt as
heavy as a thousand pounds; she dared not lift it. The young master's eyes lit up when he saw Wu Lang, and he angrily said to the madam,
"What do you mean Wu Lang is already asleep? You're lying to me! Aren't you afraid I'll have this place shut down
?" As he spoke, he carefully lifted Wu Lang's face.
The madam, watching from the side, trembled with fear and hurriedly brushed the man's hand away, saying, "Sir, this...
this is not to be touched!"
The man, startled by her interruption, became anxious: "Why can't I touch him!"
The madam quickly smiled apologetically: "Sir, it's not that I don't want you to see Wu Lang, it's just... he has a guest tonight...
You see, why don't you come another day? I'll definitely have Wu Lang dressed up beautifully for you..."
Hearing this, the man was already furious. He shoved the madam and said, "Another guest?!
What other guest! Let me tell you, from today onwards, Wu Lang is mine. Whether he can receive guests or not, you have to ask
me first!" With that, he pulled Wu Lang into his arms.
"My lord!" the madam cried frantically, "Why did this have to happen today!
Even if you had told us earlier that you were going to take Wu Lang away, we would never have dared to let him entertain customers again! But... Lord
Min has already chosen Wu Lang and said he'll be here soon... You see..." The madam, seething with anger
, muttered under her breath, "...I've never heard of a whore sleeping with only one man..."
This completely enraged the young master of the prefectural government: "You reckless wretch! You dare say that again
! I'll tell you right now! From now on, Wu Lang will only have me as his man! Go tell that Lord Min that
Wu Lang..." "He's been redeemed, let him give up this idea as soon as possible!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Lang looked up in disbelief, his reddened eyes fixed
on the man as if he had never seen him before. The man stared at him, seemingly stunned,
for a long time before softly saying, "Wu Lang, why are you crying...? Did that man bully you? Tell
me, I promise..." Before he could finish, Wu Lang buried his face in his arms and burst into tears,
as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances of the past few years. His trembling shoulders, his flowing body, and his
jet-black braids all evoked pity and affection in the man.
"Madam, you saw it too. Your so-called Lord Min has frightened Wu Lang like this. How can you let him go to
serve drinks? Tonight I'll give you the money to redeem him, and let Wu Lang go back with me." As he spoke, he gently wiped away Wu Lang's
tears.
"My lord! This won't do! That Lord Min is none other than the newly favored official in the court,
the eldest son of the current magistrate of Anyang. If we offend him, not only will my small business be ruined, but... even you
will be in trouble!" The madam refused to let the lord take Wu Lang away.
"Isn't that Min Yonghuan? Some nobody's a commoner. My father is
a high-ranking official, a senior member of the royal family. Let's see what that Min brat can do to me! Go talk to him!
I'm going to have Wu Lang!"
Wu Lang was both afraid and indignant that these two officials had started fighting because of him. He quickly tugged at
the man's sleeve and said, "No, sir, please don't... Lord Min was originally my master. He wasn't
going to... do that to me today... It was just a chance encounter... Besides, what kind of lowly person is Wu Lang that
's worth fighting over between you two high-ranking officials? Please stop..."
When the young master heard that Min Yonghuan was Wu Lang's former master, his heart skipped a beat. He turned cold and said
to Wu Lang, "Former master...? I'm afraid he was your former lover!" He then
pinched Wu Lang's bowl hard with his fingers.
Wu Lang, bewildered as to how the official knew about his past with Min Yonghuan, stammered
, "No, no... the official just... just..."
Seeing Wu Lang's hesitation, the official grew even angrier, saying, "Just? I bet you've already
given him everything! Stop pretending to be chaste with me!"
"No, no...sir...I just...I just..." Wu Lang's brows furrowed, his lips bitten
together, and he lowered his head, blushing. Seeing him like this, the master was furious, but his lower body involuntarily
rose up. Annoyed, he grabbed Wu Lang and pushed him onto the bed.
The madam, seeing that the master was doing this at this critical moment, was both anxious and angry, but still very
politely withdrew from the room. Wu Lang struggled a little under the master, but it was no use.
In no time, he was stripped naked and caressed like a doll, covering his mouth and not daring to make a sound. Seeing the marks he had left on Wu Lang's body the previous night, the man's
desire intensified. He kissed Wu Lang's lips and said,
"Wu Lang... my Wu Lang... come back with me, I promise I'll treat you well... I'll never let another man look at you again
..."
The madam, seeing the two so deeply aroused, didn't say anything more. Besides, the magistrate
was indeed not someone to be trifled with, so she closed the door, intending to find an excuse to send the young master Min away. But just then,
she saw Lord Min walking towards them with an impatient expression. She quickly bowed to Min Yonghuan and said, "Sir, what brings you here
?"
Min Yonghuan, however, remained amiable: "My colleagues have all returned to their residences. I couldn't find Wu Lang anywhere.
A young lady said he was resting in his room, so I asked for directions and came to find him..." As he spoke, he suddenly felt some movement in the room
and suspiciously looked towards the paper door.
The madam, feeling guilty, saw that Min Yonghuan seemed to have noticed something amiss, and quickly covered the door with her body, saying, "Ah, sir,
Wulang has been working hard these past few days and has already gone to sleep. Please come again tomorrow..."
Min Yonghuan, with his cunning, was not fooled by a madam. His face turned cold
as he said, "...I'm afraid Wulang isn't asleep yet..." Saying this, he shoved the madam aside and yanked open the sliding door. He was horrified to see the erotic scene inside, and
was speechless with shock. The master and Wulang inside were in the midst of their passion, and were startled when the door was suddenly opened
. They looked up.
The poor little Wulang, seeing his master, was filled with shame and fear, and hurriedly hid
behind his master to hide his aroused body. Seeing Wulang like this, Min Yonghuan became even more enraged and
smashed the paper door with all his might.
(Part 7)
(Marching towards 3P...)
The young master of the prefecture saw the cold expression on the newcomer's face and understood somewhat. He said, "How can you
be so rude! Where did this uncouth thing come from!" He then said to the terrified madam, "Get him out
of here! Can't you see I'm busy here?"
Min Yonghuan didn't react much to these words. Instead, he seemed to have suddenly calmed down and said to the
prefect with a serious expression, "I am Min Yonghuan, a third-rank magistrate. May I ask who you are?" He then politely bowed
, which surprised the prefect and the madam.
Seeing that the other party was not angry, the man didn't say anything more and could only politely return the bow, "I am Li Chengmian,
the second son of Prefect Li Xuegui. I have not yet taken office..." Before he could finish speaking, Min Yonghuan sneered:
"The day before yesterday, a fire broke out in the school storehouse. There were three people present at the time: the youngest son of the Left Prime Minister, Lady Zhang from Gyeongbokgung Palace
, and Minister Li Xuegui of the Prefectural Office. Although the arsonist has not yet been found, apart from Minister Li, the other
two were killed this morning. There is much criticism in the court about this matter. His Majesty, in his boundless grace, has specially ordered me
to investigate this matter with full authority..." After saying this, she glanced meaningfully at Li Chengmian, then turned to the madam and said, "You can
go now. There's nothing for you here."
Upon hearing this, Li Chengmian's face turned pale. He angrily said to Min Yonghuan, "You, Min Yonghuan
! Are you trying to use your power to settle personal scores? Today, I'm determined. Do whatever you want
. I'm going to have Wu Lang!" With that, he pulled Wu Lang behind him into his arms and kissed him heavily
.
Startled, Wu Lang trembled in Li Chengmian's arms. A glimpse of his master filled him with
a pang of sadness, and he dared not utter a word, only whispering, "My lord...it's been so long
...are you well..." Then, remembering his naked state, he hurriedly said to
the man clinging to him, "Please...please let me put on some clothes...in front of you, my lord..."
Min Yonghuan, seeing Wu Lang's immediate concern for his health, felt a warmth spread through him, as if a fire were burning within him
. He quickly turned to look into Li Chengmian's arms and, seeing Wu Lang's shy expression, felt as if he had been transported back to
that summer years ago. He softly said, "Wu Lang...I'm fine...it's just that you...have suffered..."
…Seeing that Wu Lang still seemed to have feelings for Min Yonghuan and was in such a hurry to get dressed, Li Chengmian felt
a surge of anger. He coldly said to Min Yonghuan, “Whether he suffers or not is none of your business. He’s mine now
, and I’ll redeem him. Don’t provoke him anymore, or you, a mere third-rank official, will
be dreaming if you think you can shake the Li family!”
Min Yonghuan was equally defiant, laughing, “Your man? That’s laughable! Wu Lang was in
my bed before he even came of age. We’ve even shared a cup of wine. What right do you, an outsider, have to interfere?”
Upon hearing this, Li Chengmian seemed to have been struck dumb, stammering, “You…
what did you say… you!” Wu Lang couldn’t bear it any longer, and a few tears fell from his eyes. He pleaded, "My lord... I beg you
... please don't say such things to me... I promise I'll never provoke you again, and I won't make
things difficult for your wife and the judge... Please, please spare my life... Lord Li is a good man... he's going to redeem me
..."
Upon hearing this, Min Yonghuan, without hesitation, said urgently, "Wu Lang! I'll redeem you too! Come back with me, and I
promise I won't let anyone bully you again! My father has been bedridden for years, and my mother no longer manages affairs. As long as you
come back with me, this Min mansion is yours, you are my everything, I..."
Hearing this, Wu Lang couldn't stop crying. He pulled his clothes over his body and said, "...My lord
... you already have a wife... and so many concubines, and young masters... how can Wu Lang...
Besides, besides, Wu Lang is already Lord Li's woman..."
"I don't care, as long as you come back with me, I... I'll divorce them all! As long as you're willing..."
Seeing this, Li Chengmian was afraid that Wu Lang would really be swayed by him, so he hurriedly said, "Hmph! Anyone can say such things. If you
knew you treasured Wu Lang so much, why did you send him to such a place back then! It's clearly a lie!"
Min Yonghuan could no longer remain calm at this moment. He went over and grabbed Wu Lang's hand, saying, "No, no! Wu Lang!
I had no idea you were sent here. My mother told me that something happened to your family and she urgently sent someone to send you back to the countryside.
After that, I kept sending people to look for you, but I never heard from you! Except for our wedding night, I haven't
slept with that woman again. I've been focused on the affairs of the court. Those concubines are all... all..."
Seeing that Min Yonghuan was so deeply in love with Wu Lang, Li Chengmian couldn't help but feel a little admiration, but he still said:
"Your reputation for womanizing is well-known even in the capital, Lord Min. Taking three concubines in one night—how
dare you deny it in front of Wu Lang?" He finished with a cold laugh, seeing Wu Lang in his arms blushing with shame and too
ashamed to face Lord Min, and with a displeased expression, he reached out and pressed on Wu Lang's waist.
Wu Lang managed to remain silent, but the furrowed brow caused the two officials a pang of pain
.
Min Yonghuan continued, "Those concubines... all resembled Wu Lang in appearance and voice...
The three who came in that night... were sisters from the same mother, their features were incredibly similar to Wu Lang's... I was momentarily infatuated, so I took them all as my
wives..."
Wu Lang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, stammering, "How... how could this be...
this servant..." Wu Lang had never imagined that his master would treat him so well, and he wondered what virtue or ability he possessed to receive
such favor. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Min Yonghuan, disregarding Li Chengmian's presence, say in a trembling voice
, "Wu Lang... I can't forget you... come back with me... you... you are my first..."
His eyes were somewhat misty as he looked at Wu Lang.
Upon hearing this, not only was Wu Lang stunned, but even Li Chengmian was speechless. Min Yonghuan had
somehow appeared before Wu Lang, gently cupping his delicate white face in his palms and tenderly holding it.
(Continued)
Seeing Min Yonghuan like this, Lord Li hadn't said anything yet, but Wu Lang was so shocked that she didn't know what to do
. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to lift her eyes. She said to Min Yonghuan, "No... Lord...
I can't take it..." As she spoke, she tried to break free from his grasp, but Min Yonghuan wouldn't let her. He pulled Wu Lang into his arms and
said, "Wu Lang, I love you. I want you by my side. I'll give you anything... I'll redeem you first thing tomorrow morning
and never let you stay in a place like this again..." Before she could finish speaking, Lord Li couldn't hold back anymore. He frowned and
said, "You think you can just redeem me like that? Didn't you ask Wu Lang if she wanted to? Don't you even think about whether I agree or not! No matter
what you were like in the past, I'm her man now!" As he spoke, he pulled Wu Lang out of Min Yonghuan's arms.
Poor Wu Lang, who was already scantily clad, was dragged around by the two men, resulting in a
complete exposure of his naked body. His fair skin was exposed, causing Min Yonghuan and Li Chengmian
to swallow hard. Embarrassed, Wu Lang covered his upper body with his hands, pressed his legs together, and
struggled in their arms with a shameful expression, like a fish writhing in a net, causing Li Chengmian's penis to swell instantly
.
Wu Lang made whimpering sounds in fear, and his still pink penis
swayed from side to side with his struggles, a truly alluring sight to the already aroused men.
"Wu Lang, look at Lord Min's eyes, they're all wrong. If you move again… who knows what he might do to you…
" Li Chengmian deliberately tried to scare Wu Lang, even giving his buttocks a couple of gropes. This worked.
Wu Lang quickly turned to look at Min Yonghuan, and just as Lord Li had said, Min's eyes were filled with
lust, and it seemed that the slightest provocation would set off a tempestuous storm. Wu Lang, supporting his back, tried to climb into Li Chengmian's arms,
pleading, "My lord... no, please... let me go... let me go..."
Seeing that Wu Lang was somewhat afraid of him, Min Yonghuan also gave Li Chengmian a wicked look: "Wu Lang, how come you
still can't tell people from people? Your Lord Li is far more aroused than I am. Go touch his crotch and you'll know
..." As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around Wu Lang's waist from behind and used his large hand to rub Wu Lang's testicles. Now Wu Lang was both ashamed and
in pain, and his previously limp penis suddenly turned red and stood erect.
Wu Lang let out a soft cry and fell weakly into Min Yonghuan's arms, his legs being
spread wide open by Li Chengmian. Just as Lord Li was about to take the opportunity to stick his finger into Wu Lang's anus, Min Yonghuan, who had somehow
already pulled down his pants and placed his large member between Wu Lang's buttocks, angrily said, "Why
is it only you who's having fun? Hurry up and let Wu Lang go play with the other girls!" He then pulled Wu Lang
's waist towards his hips. Wu Lang couldn't withstand such stimulation; his anus was being rubbed back and forth by that large member,
and his waist was being tightly gripped and pulled back and forth. He felt so good that he ejaculated after only a few thrusts.
Seeing this, Min Yonghuan said, "So Wu Lang is a grown man after all. You've already ejaculated after just a
little bit. If I were to properly serve you with my treasure, you'd probably faint from pleasure!" He then
forcefully thrust his member into Wu Lang's anus several times. Li Chengmian, unable to bear it any longer, pressed down on Wu Lang, breathing
heavily as he said, "Wu Lang, why did you come out so early? Looking at your master's distorted expression, he must have played
some strange trick on you..." He then placed his hand on Wu Lang's nipple.
"No, no... you two... why are you doing this... no..." Wu Lang never
expected these two to be playing with him like this, it was like the wicked
games his sisters and guests often played. He was both surprised and frightened, unsure whether to press down on his nipples or his breasts, looking
pitiful.
Seeing Wu Lang like this, Li Chengmian's manhood, already dark red and throbbing, was
now drenched in fluid, dripping onto Wu Lang's thighs.
"Hey, you surnamed Min, you can't be the only one having fun. I need to use Wu Lang's thing too." Li Chengmian...
Mian, his face contorted with rage, reached out to pry open Wu Lang's buttocks again.
Min Yonghuan, however, remained unhurried, chuckling twice. "Judging by your appearance, Lord Li seems quite the connoisseur of pleasure.
Do I have to teach you how to handle women?" With that, he extended a finger and began to open Wu Lang
's anus. This wicked touch caused Wu Lang to cry out in pain. Seeing that Wu Lang was enjoying himself so much from that man surnamed Min, Li Chengmian
was immediately indignant and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! Wu Lang isn't a woman
, and when three people play together, it's not like you can penetrate him from both ends. Besides... besides, I wouldn't want to do that to him in other ways
..." As he spoke, he stole a glance at Wu Lang's flushed face and continued to Min Yonghuan, "If it weren't for
how much you like Wu Lang, I wouldn't have done this with you. Look how scared Wu Lang is! You...
why don't you know how to restrain yourself! It's a good thing Wu Lang didn't go with you, or you would have humiliated him to death!"
Wu Lang heard Li Chengmian say this... Knowing he truly cared for her, she said with tears in her eyes, "My lord...
Wu Lang... Wu Lang doesn't deserve this... Wu Lang wasn't a proud person to begin with..." As she spoke, she
nestled closer to Lord Li's arms, "I don't know how I developed this problem... I like, I like being
played with... played with down there... It's because you, my lord, don't mind, and reluctantly use me as a woman... In this way
, I've finally received your kindness. Your pity for me... that's my good fortune, please don't..."
For some reason, Wu Lang started sobbing uncontrollably, and even Min Yonghuan let go of
him. Li Chengmian was heartbroken, pulling Wu Lang into his arms and taking a deep breath, saying, "Wu Lang,
don't cry, Wu Lang... why are you crying? You're breaking my heart..."
Min Yonghuan, seeing the deep affection between the two, felt as if a thousand needles were pricking his heart
, as if it would burst at the slightest pressure. He didn't know why he let Wu Lang go, watching as Wu Lang
swam away from his arms like a little fish and nestled in Li Chengmian's embrace. He wanted to call Wu Lang, wanted that person to come to him, but unfortunately,
it was as if a door separated them, and he couldn't get past it no matter what he did. Min Yonghuan felt
something cool and salty on his face, flowing into his mouth. He touched it and found it was all bitter tears. It was too late.
In the years he and Wu Lang hadn't seen each other, they both seemed to have changed from the innocent boys they once were. He had once thought that
as long as he found Wu Lang, Wu Lang would return to his embrace. He had never thought that Wu Lang would have another man, nor that
he would have his own feelings. But now it was all too late. Wu Lang hadn't chosen him. Was Wu Lang afraid of him
? But he was Wu Lang's first man. He had taught Wu Lang how to be intimate with men, how to
move around on a man's body, how to softly call a man "Master" while embracing him. He should be everything to Wu Lang
…
A thousand thoughts flashed through Min Yonghuan's mind, but what truly troubled him was—could he live without Wu
Lang? Not only could he not have Wu Lang as a person, but if even the thought of having Wu Lang disappeared,
how would he live? Bury himself in official duties every day? When bored, seek
pleasure with those concubines who all possessed Wu Lang's charm? Or should he obediently be a good husband and a good father? Thinking so bleakly
, Min Yonghuan suddenly felt the color of the world change, as if he had been in a dream all along, and then
suddenly awakened by someone from the south, unable to return to that dream. Even if he couldn't dream, being awake would be fine,
but why was this world, which wasn't a dream, so chilling and torturous?! He secretly watched Wu Lang and Li
Chengmian being intimate, as if watching Wu Lang and himself when they were young, timidly yet greedily caressing each other, their
overflowing desire unstoppable, their minds a chaotic dance of demons, wanting to tear the other's body apart
, mess it up, and make it impossible to stop before they were satisfied...
Wu Lang and Li Chengmian only lightly bit their lips a few times, and before they even looked at Min Yonghuan, they started
making their move openly. Panting, Wu Lang found himself alone beside the empty space, his master nowhere to be seen. Just as he was wondering what was happening
, he heard Li Chengmian say, "What, Wu Lang, don't you understand? Your master has given you to me..." With that, he
pounced on Wu Lang and pushed him down onto the couch.
Wu Lang cried out in surprise, looking around frantically. Seeing that his master was indeed gone, he realized he was
naked and pressed against this Lord Li, which was incredibly embarrassing. He tried to get up, but
the person pressing something firmly against his buttocks was on top of him from behind, spreading his legs apart like a tender white frog. Wu Lang
blushed. He had never experienced sex like this before, and fear gripped him as he tried to get up. But then he heard a voice in his ear, "Wu Lang... I'm
going to penetrate you now... let me taste you again..."
Before he could even utter a sound, Wu Lang felt something large forcefully pushing open his buttocks and
squeezing precisely into his anus. Wu Lang trembled, his buttocks shaking, his slender waist arching upwards, making him resemble a
small toad, which gave the adult an extraordinary pleasure.
"Wu Lang, your asshole is so tight..." he said, and suddenly thrust his entire penis inside. Wu Lang couldn't withstand
this stimulation; his penis instantly hardened, jerked upwards twice, and he almost ejaculated. The adult,
with his large penis inside Wu Lang's buttocks, didn't care whether Wu Lang was uncomfortable or not, and kept thrusting in and out,
trying to find a good position to grip, but it was torture for Wu Lang.
Wu Lang was already so comfortable that he was about to urinate, and being thrust into from behind without any real penetration,
he naturally became anxious and sweaty, using his hands to pull his buttocks upwards to push against the adult's penis. Seeing Wu Lang's eagerness, Li Chengmian
found it amusing and teased, "Why does Wu Lang like being penetrated so much? I haven't even touched you yet, and
you're already moving on your own. Is your little hole really that comfortable?"
Wu Lang cried as he thrust upwards, pleading with the man, "My lord... please have mercy... give Wu Lang some relief
... if you don't use more force, I'm afraid you'll kill me..." He even reached for the spot where the
man was penetrating him, wanting to scratch it hard to relieve the itch.
Li Chengmian, perhaps unable to resist any longer, supported Wu Lang's waist and began thrusting relentlessly.
The two, who had been lying comfortably together on the couch, were now being pushed further and further off the couch. Wu Lang was startled and cried out,
but the man wouldn't let him go, using him like a cart, pushing him forward. Wu Lang cried out repeatedly as he was being thrust into.
His loud shouts knocked over the water bowl beside the couch, splashing water all over his face, revealing a lewd side beneath his handsome features. Strangely
, instead of finding it unbearable, Wu Lang was even more aroused by this treatment, his small penis
overflowing with fluid, all of which was smeared on the ground. Seeing the man pushing him against the wall, Wu Lang
had no choice but to lean against the wall, moaning softly. Just as he was getting into it, Lord Li suddenly
pulled his penis out of Wu Lang's anus, ejaculating a stream of semen all over Wu Lang's smooth buttocks.
Wu Lang's anus was already sensitive, and the forceful pull made his whole body go numb, not only sticking to his buttocks
, but also spraying a pool of something messily from his front. Seeing that he was straightforward, the official felt relieved and
took Wu Lang into his arms, gently stroking him until he fell asleep…
A few days later, Li Chengmian redeemed Wu Lang from his servitude and brought him back to live with him in his mansion. This official was not the eldest son and had no
vices, so few people visited him. Furthermore, since Wu Lang was a boy, there was no need for secrecy, and the two
lived peacefully for several years. What happened afterward is unknown. As for Min Yonghuan, because of his
effective handling of the fire at the school storehouse, he was promoted three ranks. He didn't hold office for long before becoming a judge of rites, and eventually rose rapidly to become
the Right Chancellor. The court praised him as upright and incorruptible, with few selfish desires, possessing both courage and talent. He was a
man with a bright future, but for some reason, in the case of Li Xuegui's bribery and corruption in the prefectural government, he protected his sons Li Chenghao and Li
Chengmian, ultimately ending up dismissed from office and sent back to his hometown—a truly regrettable end.
However, I heard that after the Li family mansion was sealed off and those involved in the case were executed, someone saw Min Yonghuan cultivating several
acres of fertile land in the countryside, living a comfortable life with a servant-like man, until his death...
[The End]

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