Best friend relationship

The term "best friend" originally described the close relationship between women, but now it's more often used to describe the relationship between two men.

Li Gang and I have been childhood friends since we were little. We skipped classes together, stole bird eggs together, fought together and were fought together, chased girls together and were insulted by them together.

This close relationship has lasted for decades, which is incredibly precious to me. Unlike my somewhat quiet personality, Li Gang has a fiery temper, like gasoline that ignites easily, full of masculine energy. We were inseparable until high school graduation. I was admitted to a prestigious university in Beijing, while he donned a military uniform and became a dignified soldier.

Li Gang's family was very well-off; both his parents were high-ranking officials. So, after only two years in the military, he was seconded to the Beijing municipal government to drive for a city leader.

A comfortable and carefree life can easily lead to a sense of superiority that makes one forget oneself. Although Li Gang wasn't someone who caused trouble everywhere, he was definitely a womanizer.

After only a few months of working in the local government, he had affairs with multiple women. Normally, a man like Li Gang wouldn't care how many women he slept with, even if they all became pregnant with his children. However, it was a different story when he slept with the daughter of his father's old comrade-in-arms, and she became pregnant with his child.

Li Gang was unlucky enough to be involved in this situation. After being severely beaten by his father, the 22-year-old Li Gang was forced to register his marriage with this woman, thus entering the prison of marriage.

Marriage did not restrain Li Gang's wild and unruly personality. For the first few years, he continued to do as he pleased, still seeking pleasure outside the marriage. Although his wife cried because of this, and although I had earnestly advised him, Li Gang remained unrestrained. According to him, conquering all kinds of women was his greatest goal in life, and seeing those women writhing and submitting to him gave him immense satisfaction.

However, his days of conquering women passed quickly, so quickly that he felt somewhat disoriented. He no longer possessed the power to conquer women, but he had the power to be conquered by them. The woman who conquered him was his wife, whom he had once considered weak and easily bullied.

Perhaps it was retribution; before the catastrophe, Li Gang was a muscular, tall, and robust man of about 1.8 meters, but after the catastrophe, he shrunk to only 1.48 meters, with a petite and delicate figure like a primary school girl, and his feet were only size 31. Li Gang could no longer be assertive in front of his wife, Yang Jiayi. Although his wife was also not tall, only 1.6 meters, it was enough to make Li Gang become a petite and obedient canary in front of her, satisfying his wife's desire for a strong woman.

Indeed, perhaps due to excessive repression in her past life, the catastrophe gave her a chance to erupt. She not only became rough and forceful with Li Gang in bed, but also displayed unprecedented strength in her career. From a lowly clerical clerk to the now capable director of a development zone, Yang Jiayi underwent a complete transformation, a transformation that made me feel so small and weak in her presence.

Like other high-ranking officials, Yang Jiayi had some shady aspects to her private life. As far as I know, she had at least four or five young and beautiful lovers. This is easily understood; the number of men a woman possesses is a measure of her power, so the power-hungry Yang Jiayi was never short of men.

Li Gang appeared extremely calm about this, because he knew that if he were in a stronger position, he would have acted even worse than his wife. Therefore, he could accept his wife's infidelity, and he quickly adapted to his current life.

I was quite surprised by Li Gang's behavior; I couldn't imagine that the once fiery man would change so completely. I had to admire his ability to adapt to life.

My current transformation is largely thanks to Li Gang. As the spouse of a municipal-level leader, Li Gang is doing very well in his workplace. He doesn't care much about career advancement because, in his eyes, there's little difference between being a bureau chief and a clerk. Therefore, he has plenty of time to squander. However, squandering time alone is certainly boring, but having someone to share it with makes it much more enjoyable.

I became his preferred companion. He accompanied me to my first fashion store to buy a dress with lace trim, my first time buying sexy lace underwear, my first time buying high heels, my first time going to a beauty salon, my first time learning yoga at the gym, and so on.

Tonight, my wife, Sui Yan, didn't keep her promise to me. After making me two fried eggs, she was called away by a phone call. The caller was Li Gang's wife, Yang Jiayi. I know my wife won't be back until dawn with this woman. This isn't because my wife and Yang Jiayi have a particularly good relationship, but because Yang Jiayi is the director of the development zone.

After my wife left, I didn't get up. Lying naked in bed, I enjoyed the sweet afterglow of her lovemaking. This blissful moment didn't last long; a melodious doorbell rang, pulling me back to reality from my half-asleep state. I slipped on a knee-length nightgown and went barefoot to the door. Through the security camera, I saw my best friend, Li Gang, had arrived.

The door opened, and Li Gang walked in wearing a sleeveless V-neck silk blouse. The blouse wasn't long, barely covering her round, firm buttocks, revealing a pair of bare, snow-white thighs. On her delicate feet were a pair of rhinestone-studded wedge sandals, exuding a languid, alluring charm. As soon as

Li Gang entered the room, she put down the bags she was carrying, kicked off her sandals, and exclaimed in a coquettish voice, "I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted!" She then pounced on the sofa, landing with a thud, revealing an extremely contented and secretly sultry expression.

I reluctantly tidied up the various things Li Gang had left by the door, then went to the kitchen refrigerator and grabbed a glass of freshly squeezed juice from the previous morning. I handed it to Li Gang, who was lounging on the sofa,

looking rather sullen. Li Gang didn't get up; instead, he picked up the juice and continued lying on the sofa, gulping down most of it. Then he placed the juice on the coffee table next to him, closed his eyes, and revealed an even more sullen expression.

I patted her round buttocks, which were already showing through her thong, and said, "You're so old and still so slutty, you have no manly manners at all." Li Gang turned over and leaned back on the sofa, saying, "Aren't Tongtong and Xiaofan home?" I sat down next to Li Gang, curled my legs up on the sofa, took a sip of juice, and said, "Tongtong went out to play with her classmates and hasn't come back yet. Xiaofan went straight to his grandma's house after school and won't be back tonight." Li Gang laughed and said, "Then you're free tonight. Your Lao Sui and my wife are probably going to have a wild night. I'll sleep with you tonight, brother." Saying that, he flopped back onto the sofa, crossed his legs, and started humming a little tune. I patted his thigh and said, "How did you know my Lao Sui went with your Lao Yang?" Li Gang's white lotus-like... Li Gang casually placed his feet on my lap and said, "That bastard of mine called your husband, Lao Sui, right in front of me. He promised to go shopping with me, then just disappeared like that." He sat up with a strange expression and whispered in my ear, "Do you know where your Lao Sui and my Lao Yang went?" I rolled my eyes at him and retorted, "You know?" Li Gang grinned mischievously and said, "They said they're taking a big shot to dinner. I heard they booked a high-end private room at 'Men's Tears' on Vanilla Street tonight. The drinks and men there are notoriously expensive. Looks like your Lao Sui's going to be spending a lot of money today." Looking at his smug, mischievous grin, I was so angry I wanted to laugh, but I didn't respond. Instead, I turned my head and continued drinking my juice. I know very well that my wife has been busy with social engagements and frequenting places like Men's Tears over the years. I found traces of semen on her underwear a long time ago. I say it was from another man because it was thick, white semen that only young men who haven't breastfed can have, with a texture like milk. The semen of a middle-aged man like me, who is already married, is a pale blue color, as light as raindrops.

But I never questioned my wife. I knew some things weren't necessarily her choice. If it weren't for the disaster, what my wife was doing now would be what I was doing, so I never complained about her. I even changed her underwear to white after that day, thinking that way I wouldn't see the marks other men left on her.

I think I'm as open-minded about these things as Li Gang, but I wouldn't talk about other men and my wife with the same unbridled enthusiasm as Li Gang, as if it were gossip from their neighbors. I couldn't do that, so when Li Gang started talking about the men of Vanilla Street, I remained silent.

Li Gang tactfully changed the subject. His topics, besides men, were clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, and so on—topics he could never finish discussing.

We talked from afternoon until dinner, and from dinner until midnight. In the evening, Tongtong called to tell me she was going to a bar with some classmates to relax from her stressful school life. Before I could ask where she was going or what time she'd be back, Tongtong had already hung up.

That night, only Li Gang and I were left in the huge apartment. Li Gang seemed very excited, constantly changing clothes he had bought during the day in front of me. Li Gang had enough clothes to open a fashion boutique, shoe store, and handbag shop on Men's Street. Sometimes I even wondered if his wife's hard-earned money for the whole year had all gone into this bottomless pit.

"Liu Yi, where's your lotion?" I asked, lying in bed flipping through a magazine. "It's on the second shelf under the mirror, the blue bottle." Less than half a minute later, Li Gang shouted from the bathroom, "Damn! You use such an expensive brand? You said you weren't vain, but you use a lotion that costs tens of thousands of yuan. You're way more vain than me." I ignored Li Gang's shouting from the bathroom, but a sweet feeling welled up inside me. This expensive lotion was a gift from my wife when she went to America. She said my skin was already very fair, and this would make it even fairer. I don't actually care much about dressing up, but the cosmetics I use are all high-end, because my wife bought them for me. Having a wife who cares so much about my appearance is something that makes any man smile with happiness just thinking about it.

When Li Gang came out of the bathroom, his signature mischievous grin reappeared on his face. He grinned and said to me, "You little slut, look at this!" He then held out his right hand from behind his back, showing off a small bottle.

I looked up and my face immediately turned red. It turned out the small bottle Li Gang was holding was a skincare product, but it nourished a rather special part: the penis.

Men these days care a lot about their penises, and I was no exception. Of course, besides its erection and duration, we care even more about its appearance, the smoothness of its skin, and the pink and cuteness of its glans. These things are even more important to men than its direct function.

The stuff in this little bottle was supposed to keep your penis energized while making it more attractive and visually appealing, so that women would be irresistibly drawn to it and want to kiss it.

My penis was already quite good-looking, you could say it was one of the best among men, but the more you like something, the more you care about it, so I never skimp on my penis. I've been using this expensive little bottle to maintain it for many years.

I reached out to snatch the small bottle from Li Gang's hand, but he didn't let me succeed. Instead, he pounced on the bed and lay down next to me, waving the bottle in front of my eyes and saying, "No wonder your little white rabbit is so white and cute, it's all thanks to this little bottle." As he spoke, he snuggled closer to me and whispered, "Does your husband really love that thing down there?" As he spoke, his hand even reached out to touch my genitals. I angrily slapped his restless hand and said, "Go look at your own! Yours is white as a little milk stick too, and you're talking about others'." Li Gang rolled over and lay down next to me, sighed, and said, "My stick is white, but it's so small that my bastard won't even look at it." Indeed, back then, Li Gang's big stick was the undisputed anchor of our school, thick and long when erect, a full twenty centimeters long, looking like a small arm. But now his penis has shrunk by several centimeters. Although it's still cute, its power is far less. I don't know how long it can be when it's hard, but it's definitely not as thick and long as mine.

I laughed and said, "Women these days are all like that. Who likes to look at their own stuff? Everyone thinks other people's stuff is better. My husband Sui is the same way." Li Gang retorted dismissively, "You're just trying to comfort me. Did your husband Sui fuck you again today?" I looked at her with surprise. Although I didn't say anything, my eyes answered her question. Li Gang smiled and pointed at my neck, laughing, "The first thing I saw when I came to your house was that teeth mark on your neck. Did your husband Sui bite you when he orgasmed?" I picked up the small mirror on the bedside table and looked at my neck. Sure enough, there was a reddish-brown teeth mark on my fair neck in the mirror.

My face turned as red as the teeth mark on my cheek. I pinched Li Gang, who was lying next to me, hard and said, "Why are you so lewd? Asking all sorts of questions, isn't it embarrassing?" Li Gang said with some resentment, "People say women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. That bastard Yang Jiayi is at the age of being like a wolf and a tiger, but do you know what? He hasn't touched me for half a year. Heh, what's the use of being lewd? I'm no longer a hungry sheep in front of her. I'm just a block of wood. She won't even give me a second glance." I looked at Li Gang lying next to me and suddenly felt that he was so weak, so weak that it was pitiful. I reached out and gently stroked Li Gang's forehead, saying, "Your husband, Lao Yang, has been doing very well in his career these past few years. He's probably just been too busy. You should pay more attention to him in the future, and don't let your relationship become like that of strangers." Li Gang sat up abruptly, wiping his slightly moist eyes, and said, "Let's not talk about that bastard. Give me a cigarette." I turned and picked up the cigarette pack from the bedside table, only to find it was already empty. I waved the empty pack at him and said, "That's all. It's so late now, the supermarkets are probably closed. Why don't you just hold it in for the night?" Li Gang had changed a lot before and after the disaster, but the one thing that hadn't changed was his addiction to smoking. He couldn't sleep without a cigarette.

As Li Gang got out of bed, he said, "I have another pack in my handbag in the living room. I'll go get it." Just as Li Gang was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of the door opening, and someone walked in.

I sat on the bed and called out, "Is that Tongtong back?" Sure enough, it was Tongtong's voice replying, "Dad, it's me. You're still awake?" The living room light turned on.

Clearly, Tongtong's return meant that Li Gang, who was only wearing a thong and shirtless with his two red, round nipples exposed, couldn't go to the living room to get a cigarette.

I naturally got off the bed, put on a towel, and went to the living room. Liu Tong was already in the living room, undressed, wearing only black and white striped underwear, shirtless, and drinking a large bottle of juice in large gulps.

As I reached for Li Gang's briefcase, I said to Tongtong, "Where have you been? Why are you so thirsty? Drink slowly, be careful not to choke." I picked up Li Gang's briefcase and grabbed a t-shirt from the hanger, handing it to Tongtong, saying, "Put this on quickly. Your Uncle Li is at our house; it's not good if they see you." Tongtong heard Li Gang chuckle mysteriously and whispered, "Did Uncle Li and Aunt Yang have another fight? Did he come to our house to complain to you?" I punched Tongtong's round, muscular shoulder, saying, "Little kid, don't always pry into adults' business. Be careful they hear you and say you're ill-mannered." Tongtong pouted and didn't say anything more, grabbing the t-shirt I had placed on the table and walking towards the second floor. As Tongtong turned around beside me, I noticed a large wet patch on the bottom of her underwear, with a faint trace of blood. I asked curiously, "Where did you get that blood? Didn't your period just end this month?" Tongtong's expression changed slightly at my sudden question, and she said in a hurried tone, "It seems like it didn't completely stop. I probably played too hard tonight, and it strained a bit, so it leaked a little more. It's okay, it'll be fine in a couple of days." She quickly put on her t-shirt and went upstairs to her room. I didn't pay much attention to the change in Tongtong's expression. After all, a girl's period is usually the mother's responsibility, and many girls don't want their fathers to pay too much attention to their periods. Although many girls nowadays tell their fathers about their first period, girls Tongtong's age are generally too embarrassed to talk about it with their fathers. So I didn't pay much attention to Tongtong's unusual behavior. Instead, I said to her, "I saw you still have some unused sanitary napkins in the bathroom. Don't forget to put one on after you shower, so you don't get it everywhere. If your flow is heavy tomorrow, tell me, and I'll go with you to see a doctor." Tongtong ran upstairs, humming in response to my instructions, and quickly disappeared into the second-floor hallway. After seeing Tongtong go inside, I picked up her clothes and shoes that she had carelessly left in the living room and put them back in their place. Just as I was about to turn around and go inside, a small medicine bottle fell out of Li Gang's bag. The bottle was very small, barely bigger than my thumb, with no label on the outside, and contained half a bottle of pale green pills.

Although the bottle doesn't contain any information about this little green pill, it's a familiar sight to any married man. It's a male contraceptive called "Celery Health Tablets" (a chemical agent made from trace elements purified from celery). This medication, when taken for more than ten days, can kill sperm without affecting the quality of sexual intercourse; in fact, it can increase penile vitality. Additionally, it contains estrogen, and long-term use can make a man's skin smoother and more delicate. Sperm survival rate returns to normal after stopping the medication for one month. (So it has always been the best oral contraceptive for men in this era.) When I placed the small bottle in front of Li Gang, his surprised expression only lasted for a moment before he smiled normally and said, "You can see that I've had some acne and more body hair lately, so I bought this to take for a few days to make my skin smoother." I might believe this reason if it were any other man, but for a man like Li Gang, who has more money than he can spend, who would believe that he would take such a cheap contraceptive as a beauty pill? Besides, his smile just now wasn't seductive at all, but rather so unnatural and fake.

I said seriously, "Do you think I'd believe you if you took this as a beauty pill? You just said that you and Lao Yang haven't had sex for six months. You definitely didn't take this pill for her. Do you have another woman outside?" Li Gang didn't answer my question. Sometimes silence means admission, and Li Gang was unusually silent this time. After a while, Li Gang said to me, "She's a fitness instructor I met at the gym. She's very sunny and beautiful. We've been together for a year now, and I've spent most of that time with her. You know, Lao Yang has been treating me like I'm in a vegetative state for the past few years. I'm a normal man too; I need a woman. What am I supposed to do?" As he spoke, Li Gang cried in front of me. Over the years, Li Gang had often cried in front of me, lamenting Yang Jiayi's indifference and heartlessness towards him. However, he had rarely cried in the past year. I think it's all thanks to that woman. Today, he cried again because of her.

I hugged Li Gang and let him cry his heart out in my arms. Li Gang's crying didn't last long. When I asked him what kind of person that woman was, Li Gang's interest was piqued again. He smiled and told me about her.

The woman wasn't very old, only twenty-six or twenty-seven, and she was an instructor at a gym Li Gang frequented. Their story wasn't as romantic as I'd imagined; it was simply a case of dry tinder meeting a raging fire. Li Gang's conversations about her revolved around sex. When he got excited, he even encouraged me to find a young woman to try it out. According to him, young girls are tight and strong down there, and the feeling of being enveloped is incomparable to middle-aged women like Lao Yang and my wife.

Li Gang was very excited, and I could even feel his erection. I pushed him away from me and said disdainfully, "You repressed pervert, you can even get aroused while chatting." Li Gang turned to the side, looked at me, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped my genitals. I cried out in pain, and my already eager breasts bounced up and down against the sheets. Li Gang mocked me, "You're still talking about me? What, you're not hard?" I blushed and lowered my head, whispering, "Actually, Lao Sui and I haven't done it very often these past few years. It used to be once a week, now it's good if it's once every two weeks." Li Gang then lifted the sheet covering us, revealing two naked men in briefs, their bodies white and bare. Li Gang reached down and pulled down his thong, which barely covered the front, revealing a small, white penis with a pink glans. Then he gently pulled down my lace panties, revealing a thick, hard, white penis standing erect among the sparse pubic hair. Li Gang's small hand gently grasped my penis and rubbed it softly, saying, "We're both men from past lives. Do you really want such a top-quality penis to serve only one woman in this lifetime?"

I didn't stop him, nor did I answer his question. The knot in my heart... Long-suppressed desire was burning fiercely under Li Gang's teasing. I even had an urge to pounce on him, but reason told me I couldn't.

Like me, Li Gang's little chili pepper had become flushed without any caresses, and clear fluid flowed from his pink tender spot, while I had already wet his right hand. However, things didn't go as I expected. Just as I was struggling between reason and desire, the hand that was tightly gripping my private parts suddenly loosened.

Li Gang raised his small white hand and said with a wicked smile, "You're much wetter than me." I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear into the ground. I had almost reached orgasm in my best friend's hands! I think if Li Gang hadn't suddenly let go, I probably would have ejaculated in his hand.

My face flushed, I only said, "Let's turn off the lights and go to sleep." Then I turned off the light, turned my back to Li Gang, and closed my eyes. Li Gang said gently behind me, "Men need women's nourishment. You should go see the outside world." I

closed my eyes and didn't say another word to Li Gang. Li Gang didn't seem to be in a hurry to wait for my reply. He turned over and soon began to snore softly.

I didn't fall asleep; I was destined to be sleepless that night.

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