MTL - A Straight Guy’s Nightmare-Chapter 4 Still being **** by a man ... [Broken Bathtub H]

There was a ringing humming from the distance, the cherry blossoms on both sides of the road bloomed, and the crimson, light petals were blown off by the wind.

"Xia Jun ..." The girl in jk uniform stomped her feet and gently brushed the tip of Xiachuan's nose. "There are petals here."

"Thank you, gokki!" Natsukawa embarrassedly touched the tip of his nose, looking at Yui Yuki, who was looking at him. It is indeed gokki. The uniform looks so cute that it makes my heart beat faster.

Feeling Xiachuan's sight, Jiuyuan Yui bowed his head embarrassedly and handed in the chocolate prepared earlier: "Xia Jun, please contact me!"

"Okay!" Natsukawa hardly hesitated, leaning over and hugging the petite girl.

But to say petite ...

This height cannot be described as petite?

He was supposed to lie on his chest and sell cute old clothes, and somehow he took the lead, not only holding Xia Chuan into his arms, but also resting his head on his shoulders.

"Gokki, are you tall?" Xia Chuan asked doubtfully.

"I've always been so stingy." The sweet singer's voice turned into a slightly lazy youthful voice. The speaker opened his long hair and revealed a well-defined face, and those deep, full-bodied eyes were staring at Xiachuan momentarily.

Natsukawa was so scared that all the chocolates in his hands fell off: "Su Ming! How can it be you!" Also, he was cute and healed by gokki!

As if he lost his patience because of long disguise and waiting, Su Ming frowned angrily: "Why are you hiding? You just promised to associate with me just now." Speaking tightly, holding Xia Chuan's neck, forcing him to get close Distance and look at yourself.

"I, want, do, you."

The simple words were spoken word by word, as if the sinful Satan was proclaiming his ultimate fate.

In the oppressive discomfort, Natsukawa opened his eyes sharply.

It's a dream! Great. He was about to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, only to remember that what happened last night was not much better than this nightmare.

The bed next door had already been cleaned up and refreshed, and he was alone in the ten-odd flat bedroom.

If you don't get up, you will be late for morning classes.

Natsukawa crawled out of bed and rummaged through the messy wardrobe to find what she was wearing today. At this moment, the door of the bedroom opened from the outside, Su Ming came in with breakfast, and saw Xiachuan's sleepy eyes, immediately hugged each other: "Good morning kiss."

"Early your mother!" Xia Chuan resisted with hands and feet, and finally accidentally made him frustrated, leaving a soft kiss on his right face. Until going out, Xiachuan was still wiping the skin without using a wet tissue.

"So cruel, aren't we dating?"

Xia Chuan had no time to ignore Su Ming's complaint, because his eyes were completely stuck to a back view at the door of the dormitory building. It was a cool-dressed girl with long curly hair exuding lazy femininity, and hot pants were ridiculously short, exposing two long, thin, straight legs.

He was about to go to the front to see how the girl looked, and the man had taken the initiative to turn around: "Do you know Shangyu?"

This was a bit impolite, but Natsukawa couldn't get distracted. He has never seen this pretty girl, and under her gaze she would hardly even say a word: "Oh ... Shang Yu is awesome! I know each other, but he and he have never lived in the bedroom, you do n’t know?"

Upon hearing that, the girl frowned, and waved his hand impatiently and left.

"Does it look good?" A chilling voice came next.

"Good-looking, good-looking, hehe hehe," Xia Chuan reluctantly stared at the back of the girl's gradual distance. "It's so good." I didn't notice Su Ming's murderous eyes until he finished speaking. He had some guilty consciences, but didn't want to show up: "Well, girls don't want to show this to boys!"

When Su Ming heard this argument, he was very distressed: "How people wear it is happy, so don't degrade a woman's personality."

"I look at her, that's for her face!" Xia Chuan actually realized that her logic was wrong, but she just wanted to raise the bar with Su Ming.

Unexpectedly, just after the words fell, Su Ming immediately pressed him to the wall behind him, and looked at him with a smile from the top angle, his face approached little by little, almost to the point where his lips touched: "I as you Man, has the obligation to wash the trash in your brain. Say that again, believe it or not, I kiss you now? "

The heat of talking swept Natsukawa's lips itchy, as if to be kissed next second. He lost the battle almost immediately, pushing Su Ming hard, and panicking to see if anyone around him: "I'm serving you, don't say it again!"

On this day, Xiachuan was exhausted like never before. Su Ming's hands were always restless during the lesson, and he tried to sneak kisses during the lesson. How had he blinded the dog's eyes before and took this salty pig as his best brother!

He was relieved when he received the notification from the former minister. His former department will organize a dinner for the former members, and the time is set tonight. Su Ming belongs to the Presidium of the Students' Union. There is no reason to follow along. Now he can be far away from this guy.

When he arrived at the booked restaurant, many of the officers who had worked together had arrived, and everyone was chatting happily. Xia Chuan didn't know how hot his brain was at the time. He even entered a promising department such as the Mental Health Center. The only gain was to meet a group of friends of the same term.

Everyone talked about writing WeChat articles that year, and they all laughed crazy. The content is all pieced together by the time period pulled from the Internet, and then the website is used to generate graphic layouts with one click. The final product even the author feels smelly, and the reading volume is often only single digits. Three articles are posted a week, and one year ago, some people have not read one.

Although Xia Chuan is often lazy at work, he is okay with everyone, and he feels relaxed when chatting and chatting. He was a man who blushed at the bottom of a beer, and the amount of wine was incredible. Today, he even drank several bottles, and the friends next to him began to worry.

In the end, he successfully borrowed alcohol to eliminate his sorrow and lay on the table unconsciously.

"Which dormitory is Xiachuan? Call his roommate. It won't even be able to walk," a boy suggested.

It happened that someone was in the same class as Xia Chuan, and rummaged through the mobile phone address book: "Su Ming and Jiang Xueba are both his roommates. I'll call Su Ming."

Hearing this name, Xia Chuan, flushed, suddenly stood up, and said a few words without a thought: "Don't Su Ming ... let him roll ..."

The people around him were startled: "Fuck! I thought this guy was asleep!"

The girl who took the mobile phone said, "Did Xiachuan quarrel with Su Ming? Then I'll call Jiang Xueba."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Xuehang arrived panting, apologized to a few friends who were keeping Xia Chuan in the store, and carried Xia Chuan out of the way.

As soon as the cold wind blew outside the store, Natsukawa was awake a little, and opened his eyes to see a delicate face close at hand. He grinned: "Sister Milk Cap ... you are so pretty."

Jiang Xuehang sighed, "If I were really a milk-covered sister, you would like me."

Summer nights were slightly cold, and the street lights cast a dim light, which slightly illuminated Xiachuan's face. There is still youthfulness in the corners of the eyes and brows, but the outline has begun to look like a man, and the drunk expression is silly. Jiang Xuehang, who was holding him, knew very well that Natsukawa, who played almost every day, was slender and strong, and his skin was attractive wheat color.

Jiang Xuehang's heart was itchy.

Instead of going back to school, he carried Natsukawa to a nearby hotel.

The water-filled bathtub gives the body a slight floating sensation, and the sound of rushing water immediately upon movement.

What happened ...?

Xia Chuan opened his eyes in confusion, feeling that his consciousness was gradually becoming clear.

"Where is this ..." He braced the wall of the bathtub to sit up, but was stopped by more force. The person in front helped him take off the soaked T-shirt and reached into the zipper of his pants.

"No ...!" Xia Chuan struggled hard and splashed a lot of water. If the pants were taken off, that place would be exposed ...

The man leaned over to his ear and said in a gentle tone: "Take off your pants, I will take a bath for you, obediently." Xia Chuan realized that it was Jiang Xuehang. He looked strange when he took off his glasses, and somehow made him cold.

Drunk Natsukawa's brain was chaotic, and Shi Jie couldn't say any excuses, but he kept refusing: "No ... go out ..."

Jiang Xuehang coaxed him like a kid: "I'm out, why are you taking a shower? Xia Xiaochuan has a heavy taste of alcohol, which makes it uncomfortable to sleep." This did not work, and Xia Chuan resisted more fiercely. However, the two manpower are comparable, and for a while no one can subdue anyone.

Xia Chuan stared fiercely at Jiang Xuehang's face, and was about to put on a ruthless sentence, but stopped because of the scene in front of him.

Eyes without lens barriers, like a fascinating cold star, are as clear as a clear stream, but the stream is not calm.

A drop of clear tears slipped along the corners of delicate eyes, quickly skipped his face, and disappeared behind his chin.

Xia Chuan couldn't believe it: "Are you crying?"

"Why, why aren't I ... I like you ..." Jiang Xuehang lowered his head, his hair sticking wet to his face, choking in his sentence.

Xia Chuan stretched out his right hand and wanted to pat his back comfortably, but suddenly his wrist was fastened firmly, together with his left hand, tightly bound by Jiang Xuehang's belt. Before he could react, Jiang Xuehang also stepped into the bathtub, and with irresistible force, quickly dropped Xiachuan's casual shorts and bottoms.

"Jiang Xuehang, you **** !!!" Xia Chuan kicked vigorously, but he was holding the root of his thigh with his homeopathy, greatly separating his legs.

"It's so cute." Jiang Xuehang fiddled with Xiao Xiachuan, who was dormant under his pants, and naturally looked back—

The unmanned female aura was thus exposed to the eyes of the male animal. It was so delicate and small, instead of making people feel weird, it fully aroused the sadistic desire of the other party.

Jiang Xuehang's voice was almost a surprise: "Are you bisexual ?!" He felt blood rushing over his head at once, and the already very stiff meat stick almost reached the point of pain.

He gasped impatiently, pulled down the zip of his pants, and the purple giant rose was released, pressing against the ruddy hole. Jiang Xuehang didn't have any experience. All he knew was that rushing in would hurt him, but he was in urgent need of purging fire, and could only rub the soft meat at the acupoint to rub back and forth.

"You **** dare to come to me ... uh ..." Xia Chuan's voice of cursing was changed, the desire in front of him had stood up, and the hot liquid secreted by Huaxue wet Jiang Xuehang's meat sticks. One by one sucking the huge glans, the emptiness inside it was terribly itching.

"Xia Xiaochuan, you're too showy." Jiang Xuehang's forehead was covered with fine sweat beads, and I couldn't bear it anymore. He held up his meat stick and slowly inserted into the red flower hole.

"Uh ... no ... don't !!!" Xia Chuan's legs worked hard, but intensified the friction between the sensitive soft meat in the acupuncture and the giant, irritating his tears, and Jiang Xuehang was also cool. Go inhale.

Jiang Xuehang, who has always been gentle and humble, is extremely strong and firm at this time: "Can't do it."

He directly put Xia Chuan's legs on his shoulders, and stretched the silky and tight inner wall little by little. He burst through the thin flesh membrane in an aggressive manner, and inserted the whole root into the charming point of Ecstasy.

Bloodshots overflowed from the red-hot junction and quickly faded and disappeared in hot water. Jiang Xuehang, who had doubts, was completely convinced that he completely occupied Xia Chuan and muttered joyfully in the ears of the other party: "Xia Chuan, I am your only man ..." The huge psychological stimulus made Jiang Xuehang's mascot He swelled again, and Xia Chuan uttered a bang.

Although he wanted to open up and smash the prostitution on his body, Jiang Xuehang was patient, kept the whole inserted state, and slowly moved his waist in hot water to make the meat sticks grind the pit meat slightly.

Still being **** by a man ...

Natsukawa thought collapsed. The brain that was chaotic because of alcohol almost lost its ability to think. Everything is as foggy as frosted glass, and only the place where the lower body is inserted comes out with a very clear feeling. The tearing pain soon disappeared, replaced by the feeling of fullness being inserted, and the crispy sensation of rapid heating. Even the shape of the meat stick with its slightly curved hook and the surface of the glutinous green tendons can be clearly understood.

The inserted flower hole soon secreted big drum masturbation liquid, plus the lubricating effect of hot water, the thick **** organs went in and out smoothly. Jiang Xuehang naturally noticed this change and increased the force of thrusting. Xia Chuan shook his head again and again and planted it in the water without paying attention.

Jiang Xuehang quickly hugged him, but Xia Chuan had already swallowed the water and was uncomfortably coughing. Jiang Xuehang was so distressed that he slapped him on the back to help him feel good, but there was no meaning to pull it out below. In order not to let Xia Chuan slide into the bathtub again, Jiang Xuehang maintained the position of full root insertion, hugged him for a circle, and replaced Xia Chuan with his back on his lap. The sensitive meat wall was wrapped in a meat stick and turned 180 degrees, and the strong friction was about to drive Xiachuan crazy. The meat wall desperately wants to squeeze out the giant, but it just adds futility to Jiang Xuehang in vain.

"Well ... don't pinch that tightly, Xia Chuan, relax ..." The soft burdock attracted the **** like a living creature, and Jiang Xuehang almost shot it out. He grasped Xia Chuan's desire in revenge, and twitched while pushing hard, and Xia Chuan groaned violently, shaking his body violently, and quickly climbing to the pinnacle of pleasure, and his firm desire shot Jiang Xuehang. . Jiang Xuehang leaned back and enjoyed the spasms in the gangway, gritted his teeth and held back a strong sense of ejaculation.

After the climax, Xia Chuan was exhausted, leaning against Jiang Xuehang's chest weakly and panting weakly. I wonder if it was water vapor or tears on his eyelashes. Not only his face, but even a light red tide appeared on the wheat-colored body. Jiang Xuehang looked dry, leaning over and biting, always tempting his lips. After lingering warmly for a while, Jiang Xuehang took a bath towel and wiped the water on Xiachuan's body, and hugged him into the bedroom.

"Well!" Jiang Xuehang didn't expect Xia Chuan to have the strength to resist, and he was able to avoid his elbow. He was not angry, tightened the belt tighter, and tied the other end to the bedpost. Xia Chuan's two long legs were greatly separated, probably because they had not been exposed to the sun, and the strong thighs were quite white. Wherever Jiang Xuehang accidentally stumbled, he left fingerprints.

Jiang Xuehang swallowed his throat, bowed his head to bite the tender meat at the root of his thigh, and he couldn't help but inserted the stick into the red flower hole.

"Um ... uh ... **** your mother is still here ..."

"I haven't shot yet, let me do it for a while."

Jiang Xuehang's tone was almost pleading, but the movement of his lower body showed no mercy. When pulled out, the glans retreated to the hole, Mei Mei reluctantly absorbed the meat stick, and when it was re-entered, the tight chandelier seemed to prevent the invasion of the giant, but it was still inserted by the whole root, and even the sack tried to squeeze into the flower hole.

The water in Xiachuan flowed more and more, and Huaxue made a grunting sound of water under the dryness of Jiang Xuehang, the **** fluid flowed down from the fiery intersection, and the sheets were wet.

"Xia Xiaochuan, you have a lot of water ..." Jiang Xuehang stared at the water stain on the sheets inconceivably.

Xia Chuan was too lazy to care for him, but Jiang Xuehang had his own way to make him speak. The slightly curved meat blade topped on a soft meat in the cave one by one, and Xia Chuan "snapped" several times.

"This is your sensitive point." As if the teacher was teaching the students key knowledge, Jiang Xuehang arrived there and did a few more times. When Xiachuan couldn't stand it anymore, he also stiffened his back.

Xia Chuan realized what he wanted to do, panting, "Don't, don't ..."

Don't shoot inside!

But it was too late. The full crown resisted Huaxin and shot thick semen, which caused the inner wall to tremble and climax. The desire was shot without any soothing, and the white liquor became a little thin.

After the intense **** ended, the two calmed down in bed for a while.

"Sorry, I can't help but inject ..." Jiang Xuehang's voice sounded no apology, "and it seemed like it was hard again."

A few minutes later, the thick flesh blade was re-inserted into the flower hole with turbid fluid. Xia Chuan had no energy at all, and Jiang Xuehang hugged and manipulated it freely. He went from the bed to the carpet and was inserted on the table.

He couldn't remember how many times Jiang Xuehang shot in the body, and he couldn't even shoot at all.

Before losing consciousness, the only thing he remembered was the sentence Jiang Xuehang read several times.

"Natsukawa, I like you ... you are mine."