WARNING
The following chapter contains explicit sex scenes not suitable for underage audiences.
"Ahh...Why are you so tight? Ahh...You're squeezing me. Let go...Ahh."
Despite the apparent effort, the man continued to thrust into him, moving with such fervor that the young man thought he would break in half.
He certainly wasn't making it easy for him, but the built-up tension prevented him from letting go completely. Finally, it was enough that he let him.
At the moment, he didn't care; the physical pain somehow distracted his mind from the pain of his soul. The warmth of that friction between flesh balanced out the coldness he felt inside his heart.
Shàng Wèi had caught him in the shower, where Adam had holed up after the shocking phone call. Unaware of his state of mind, he had sneaked into the cubicle and gently pushed him towards the dripping tiles. He had grasped his penis with one hand, while with his
"Where did you leave your guard dog?" Kan Te's joking voice greeted Adam as soon as he was ushered into his office. Then, after he had left work, he rushed to his fellow student for help with the mysterious number. "He's at work," Adam replied, annoyed, knowing full well who his old friend was referring to. "Great! Finally, we can be alone for a while." Commented the latter. "This is not a social visit. I need another favor." He said seriously, ignoring the strange attitude. "How can I help you this time? The last two attempts have failed. Do you have a new challenge for me?" Kan Te asked. "Yes, I need to know who this number belongs to," Adam informed him, handing him a piece of paper with the number marked on it. "And if I succeed in this venture, what will I get in return. The first two times, I did them as a personal favor. But this time..." "Find out, and we'll negotiate the price." Adam interrupted him. "B
"Gege, what does it mean that we've been discovered? Explain yourself...Why aren't you talking?" The anxiety in Claire's voice rumbled wildly in his head. Adam no longer knew what to think; the turmoil in his mind and the tumult in his heart prevented him from speaking. "Shàng Wèì?" "Claire? Is it really you?" He asked stupidly, already knowing the answer. But, unfortunately, he hadn't been able to formulate anything sensible to ask. "Adam?!" "Yes, it's me. Why are you in contact with Shàng Wèi? What have you got to do with this?" He asked her. "Big brother, put Shàng Wèi on the phone, please," his sister ordered him. Adam was incredulous. Not only had he just found out that his sister was involved in that welter of lies and subterfuge, but on top of that, she was refusing to talk to him, preferring that he put her through to the man she had claimed to hate until her last message. "No," he thundered into the mobile phon
Adam read those words as hot tears silently rolled down his cheeks. All the pain that had accumulated in the depths of his soul was bursting inside his bowels, taking away even the strength to breathe. Like an automaton, he sat down on the floor, leaning his back against Shèngli's bed, embracing that inanimate piece of paper when he would have liked to hold the person who had written it. I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry. Damn you! You could have said that before. If you had told me earlier, I would have forgiven you and continued with my life without you. Now that you've made it impossible, you're leaving me. Damn you! In his mind, he kept cursing at Shàng Wèi. I'm sorry. Adam also wanted to tell him, but it was too late. "Gege, what's going on?" Shèngli asked him worriedly. Adam looked at him through the veil of tears that continued to flow from his eyes unceasingly. Subdued sobs blocked his ability to speak.
A strange feeling made him turn over a couple of times between the crumpled sheets. He didn't know what time it was, but the idea of having to face a new day just didn't sit well with him. "Don't you have to go to work today?" The caressing voice and the light touch, which brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, woke him up completely. Opening his eyes, William found himself staring into a pair of luscious dark eyes. "What are you still doing here?" He asked abruptly, crinkling his eyes. He hoped that by clearing his still sleepy vision, that morning hallucination would disappear immediately. "Ouch! We're rather grumpy early in the morning." Wryly noted 'the hallucination.' William had to reconsider; that was unfortunately not an illusion, but Wĕi Qí in the flesh. Wanting to rebel against the shocking truth that had dawned on him when he woke up, William picked up the pillow and slammed it down hard on the head of the
And that morning, Wĕi Qí was seducing him again with that intoxicating movement. Subdued by this new assault, William was about to give in again. Suddenly a loud knock on the door withdrew him from his evil intentions. Then, with an unknown force, he abruptly broke away from Wĕi Qí, pushing him off his side of the bed. "William, I'm sorry for entering so rudely, but I have to..." Claire suddenly fell silent. Evidently, the sight of him sitting on the bed, completely naked and with only a pillow covering his nether regions, must have shocked her. "What do you need?" He asked her naturally as if he was used to being in such a situation. "Um...Yes! A problem has arisen, and I need to leave immediately." Claire threw out all in one breath. "Don't even think about it, meimei." A muffled voice from below interrupted her speech. William felt his temperature drop as he saw the astonished look that had appeared on Claire's face. Behind
"So...How did you manage to melt my little cube, Gege?" Wĕi Qí looked up from the tablet screen to meet the sly gaze of Claire, who was watching him from the seat opposite. "None of your business, Yueh." He replied, reaching out to her and giving her a light pat on the cheek. Not happy with the reply she received, the girl changed seats and stood beside him. Wĕi Qí rolled his eyes. That's the bad luck of having a private jet at your disposal, he thought in exasperation. Since they had left a few hours earlier, Claire had spent most of her time carefully observing both him and William. "Mind you, William is a very handsome man." She hung up again. "He was one of the most popular guys at both school and university. He had a lot of girls dying after him. I had a crush on him myself..." That sudden confession made him take his eyes off the screen and look at his seat neighbor again. "Well! Don't look at me with tha
Eight years earlier, he had decided to accompany Shàng Wèi to England. For once, his parents had not opposed one of his follies. Perhaps they too, like Uncle Lin, had hoped that he would settle down and attend such a prestigious university. However, the change of scene had not contributed to the shift in attitude as their parents had hoped. Before long, he and Shàng Wèi had created a new group to party with, just as they had in Beijing. Within weeks of their arrival, they learned that Ming Chun Chu's nephew was also studying at the same university. This news clearly upset Shàng Wèi, so when Wĕi Qí saw him suddenly leave the group, he followed him. Because of that chase, he had first noticed William, having witnessed the first meeting between Adam and his friend from afar. A few days later, he had bumped into William again, returning from another night of partying. William was stretching right next to his dormitory. Drunk, he had approached him to make
After two days locked in his room, Adam decided to get up. As he sat up, however, he was seized by intense dizziness. His body was clearly signaling a total lack of fluids, food, and sleep. He felt like a wreck both inside and out. His body lacked strength, and his heart lacked emotion. He was utterly drained; the tears he had shed had drained him of everything. With difficulty, he reached for the bedside table where he had placed both mobile phones. The constant calls from his sister had made him so uncomfortable that he had turned them off after informing his boss that he was unwell and would not be going to the office. For two days, Adam had been lying there, staring blankly at the white ceiling, while hot tears poured down his pillow. Not even Shèngli's constant pleas to come out to eat had moved him from his position of total defeat. He let out a sigh and switched on the two devices. As soon as the two mobile phones were functiona