Deep Development 1×3 (H)

Chapter 9

Mo Jian has been back in S city for a week now and it was not an exaggeration to say that this week has been extremely crazy. He first had two nights of partying with his few foxy drinking buddies, then went street racing, and every night there was a group of people trying to flatter him and make him happy in every way possible. This made Mo Jian feel like a lion let out of its cage and his suppressed emotions were greatly released.

He had finally gotten a break from boarding school and felt that it was only right to release his nature a little. It would be a shame to waste his diligence with things like completing his holiday homework ahead of time. Most importantly, his father, Mo Xijue, was not around, and it was truly a case of “when the cat’s away, the mice will play.”

He hadn't seen his older brother Mo Yi since he picked him up at the airport a week ago. Today, he happened to have something to discuss with his brother, so he came back after having dinner. Although he couldn’t be sure if Mo Yi was home, he was really tired of partying and wanted to come home and rest for a while.

Mo Jian looked at the mansion located in S city and showed a satisfied smile. Compared to the European-style buildings with golden and complicated patterns everywhere, he preferred this modern minimalist style, which looked clean and stylish, and more importantly, very much in line with the aesthetics of young people.

Mo Jian, who was only seventeen years old, had already reached a height of about 1.8 meters. His handsome and three-dimensional face was sharp, and his appearance was very similar to Mo Yi’s, but a bit more rugged. His deep amber eyes shone like night stars, and his figure was sturdier than Mo Yi’s. His muscles were very prominent even under his loose T-shirt.

Seeing that the lights on the third floor were on, Mo Jian thought his brother should be home.

Mo Jian took the elevator to the third floor and, after passing through the living room and the hall, he saw that Mo Yi’s room door was slightly open. He also heard some indescribable moaning sounds coming from inside.

On hearing the sound, Mo Jian was secretly shocked. He never thought that his brother, who never smiled, would bring someone back home one day. Although it wasn’t the real home in America, it still surprised him a lot. He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, and his curiosity drove him to want to see what was going on inside.

He quietly hid behind the door, showing only half of his head, and saw the amazing scene happening not far away on the bed that became engraved in his mind and difficult to forget. He saw a man riding on top of his brother, moving up and down with his slightly slender waist and limbs, and his two white and delicate buttocks were being kneaded into various shapes by his brother’s large hands. The handsome and delicate man was frowning, his eyes were narrowed and between his sensual, watery lips was the tip of a bright red tongue. Moans of entanglement and lewdness kept spilling out from inside.

“Ah… so good… ah…it feels so good…”

“I… uh… ah… there… ha… ah…”

As Mo Jian watched the crazy scene before him, a small tent unexpectedly formed in his pants, and the pressure of his meat stick against his underwear made him feel very uncomfortable. As he watched the person writhing and moaning on top of his brother, he couldn’t resist putting his hand in his pants and vigorously stroking his the hard pillar, his eyes fixed on the two people on the bed.

Mo Jian felt like he was going crazy. After two years of sleeping with women, he never thought he would find men sexually attractive. It completely subverted his worldview for the past seventeen years.

At this moment, his right hand was moving back and forth on his own meat stick, watching the two people on the bed switch to a new position.

Suddenly, the slender man who had just been sitting on top of his brother was now kneeling on the bed. His brother shuddered as he thrust inside him, one hand grabbing his hair and pressing him down on the bed, the other hand holding his erection. With the difference in their body types, the person being pressed down looked like a female lion being mounted by a male lion, and Mo Jian only felt a burst of heat rush to his head and even his nose felt a little hot. He quickly touched his dry nose, relieved that he didn’t have a nosebleed. He watched his brother ram into the man’s body and couldn’t help but imagine himself in that position, as if he was the one having sex with the man.

Mo Jian’s hand involuntarily increased its speed, unable to control himself anymore. With a furrowed brow, he quickly and quietly returned to his own room on the other side of the living room.

As soon as he got back to his room, Mo Jian arched his body and locked the door. He lay down on the bed and pulled down his pants, his right hand exploring his lower body.

For a teenager, Mo Jian’s assets were definitely very impressive. His erect meat stick was long and thick, and even had a little pink hue of youthfulness. Due to the back and forth rubbing of his hand, the small hole at the top of the red head secreted a lot of transparent fluid. Mo Jian couldn’t help but make some faint moans, and the images he had just seen kept flashing in his mind, as if he was his brother, thrusting into that man’s body. The man who had been pressed under him kept making pleasurable moans, and the thought of that man’s crimson tongue licking his lips made Mo Jian feel like his meat stick was expanding again.

After a series of quick strokes, the pink neat stick finally spewed out a lot of white turbid fluid. After a moment of pleasure, he closed his eyes, his chest constantly undulating due to excitement. His face was flushed with a hint of red, as if still immersed in the aftertaste just now.

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“Mmm…umm…mmm…”

“Um…mm…um…”

Half asleep and half awake, Mo Yi felt that his lower body was wrapped in a warm, slippery package. It seemed that there was a flexible thing that kept trying to drill into his meat stick, then a thrilling suction came, making Mo Yi completely awake. In his daze, he saw that something seemed to be constantly moving up and down between his legs under the covers, and he lifted the thin blanket in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Wang Zihe’s mouth was holding his meat stick. His face was calm, but there was a malicious smile in his eyes.

“Wake up.” Wang Zihe smiled as he lifted his head and looked at Mo Yi, who looked surprised. Then, without waiting for his reaction, he once again took that thick and large meat stick into his mouth.

“What are you doing?” Mo Yi frowned.

“I want to see if you have kidney deficiency and whether I can drain you dry,” replied Wang Zihe.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yi’s frowned even deeper.

“I’ve been feeling weak because of you every day for the past few days, so you owe me compensation!” Wang Zihhe’s audacity grew.

After these few days of being together intimately, he probably knew what kind of personality Mo Yi had: serious and self-disciplined, not one to speak much but not overly cold either, with a stylish life and a slight cleanliness obsession. He was someone who didn’t speak much in terms of love or flirting, but in bed, he was quite the opposite. In short, he was reserved, but a perfect person to be friends with benefits. Wang Zihe hadn’t found any flaws or shortcomings in him so far.

“I think you forgot something today.” Mo Yi reached out and lifted Wang Zihe’s chin.

“What is it?” Wang Zihe, who was still holding onto the hard pillar, hesitated, feeling a sense of foreboding.

“Today is Saturday.”

Suddenly, before Wang Zihe could react, Mo Yi grabbed him and turned him around, pressing him down on the bed by the back of his neck. Compared to Mo Yi’s strong male model like figure, the two of them were vastly different in strength. Wang Zihe was just a weak chicken, with no room for resistance or struggle as he was pinned down on the bed.

“Damn it,” Wang Zihe regretted and hit the bed.

Mo Yi spread open his buttocks and with one thrust, inserted his meat stick, which was still coated with Wang Zihe’s saliva, into his hole.

“God, you didn’t even use lubricant… mmm…” his hole was suddenly filled, causing Wang Zihe to cry out in surprise.

“Your little slut hole has been fucked a lot, so what do you need lubricant for?”

Aa if in retaliation, as soon as his meat stick entered that warm hole, Mo Yi mercilessly pounded away.

“You… ah…no more… what's wrong…?”

In this one position, Mo Yi pounded away for nearly ten minutes, causing Wang Zihe’s back acupoint to become sore and hot from the friction of the meat stick rubbing against his sensitive spots, making him feel both pleasure and pain. He could only emit broken and uncoordinated hums, his mouth involuntarily opening and his saliva dripping down his chin and onto the pillow.

“Mmm… ha… umm…”

As Mo Yi’s movements became faster in the latter half, Wang Zihe buried his entire head in the pillow. With a sob, his he shot out a thin, transparent, white liquid. This time, Wang Zihe was directly fucked into shooting. Even as his entire body was still immersed in that sense of excitement after climaxing, Mo Yi suddenly thrust deep into him, sending all of his semen deep into Wang Zihe’s body.

After pausing for more than ten seconds, Mo Yi finally pulled out the giant stick that had been inserted in the pink tender hole, accompanied by a large amount of white turbid liquid that soaked a large area of the bedsheets.

“Umm… Hnn… You actually came inside…”

“Bastard… We agreed you wouldn’t come inside…”

“I even allowed you to do it without a condom… Umm… Hnn…”

Wang Zihe felt a sudden burst of heat inside his body that was still trembling with excitement. The stimulation made his tears flow out, but just the thought of not only being fucked but also being inseminated made him feel ashamed, and he had to use an accusatory tone to cover up his inner shame.

He turned his head, his beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with tears, looking like he was about to cry but holding it in. With his handsome and delicate facial features, he appeared particularly pitiful.

Mo Yi looked at Wang Zihe’s eyes, which shimmered like water droplets, and couldn’t help but soften in his heart. He hugged Wang Zihe’s waist while using his hand to wipe away the tears that flowed when he blinked.

Looking at Mo Yi, who changed from his usual rough and direct behavior to a gentle one, and suddenly became as tender as water, Wang Zihe cursed. Who could stay mad at such a Mo Yi…

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Mo Jian woke up in a daze, feeling uncomfortable with the cold and wet sensation on his lower body. He lifted the sheets and found that the front of his underwear was already wet. He couldn’t help but frown and mutter to himself, “Damn it…” He took off his dirty underwear and saw that he was still hard there, causing him to feel a headache. “Damn it…”

He looked at the time and saw it was only 7 o’clock in the morning (the boarding school was very strict, and his biological clock hadn’t adjusted yet). Mo Jian quickly took a shower and put on clothes. After looking at the corridor at the other end of the living room, he finally left. He didn’t know why he felt so guilty, just the thought of possibly facing his older brother and that lover who had kept him up all night made him feel extremely awkward.

Just pretend that nothing happened…

Mo Jian stayed in a hotel in the city center for two days. After wandering around the tourist attractions in S city, he suddenly didn’t know what to do. He had originally planned to go home and rest well, but now it was no longer possible.

As he was absent-minded, his phone suddenly rang, showing the name “Aze”.

“Hey, Aze, what’s up?”

“You came back and sent me a message but then left me hanging!”

“Sorry, I’ve been having too much fun lately.”

“You didn’t even look for me. That’s not fair!”

“Alright, can I come find you now?”

“No problem. Where are you? I’ll pick you up and take you to have some fun around the city.”

After hanging up the phone, Mo Jian smiled. It seems like he won’t be bored later.