He Yu paused.
Of course, he couldn’t tell He Jiwei that he hadn’t gone home yet because he’d gone and bedded an old man thirteen years his senior at a club. And that the man was Xie Qingcheng, no less.
But a thrill ran through him at the thought, making his already-hard cock swell even further. He thrust into Xie Qingcheng slowly but ruthlessly, over and over, until even the toes of the man underneath him were curled taut. Xie Qingcheng’s face and body were both drenched in sweat, but he still didn’t make a single sound. As he fucked him, He Yu replied in a low voice, “I’m still out with a friend.”
“Oh,” He Jiwei said. “Well, you should get home soon, it’s getting late. And don’t get mixed up with any shady characters. They’ll be a bad influence on you.”
Unable to resist, He Yu restrained the sound of his panting and thrust in deeper. This sort of slow fucking was torture, insufficient to slake the thirst of his desire. He put the call on speakerphone and tossed his phone to the side. Then he grabbed Xie Qingcheng, carried him over to the side of the bed, and stepped off the bed himself. Still on the phone with his father, He Yu pinned Xie Qingcheng down again at the edge of the mattress and pounded into him ruthlessly, trying to force a sound out of Xie Qingcheng’s mouth even as he was already on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Xie Qingcheng’s body rocked with each impact as the bed shuddered in concert with a series of muffled thumping noises.
He Jiwei didn’t notice, or perhaps he simply couldn’t fathom that He Yu would get up to any trouble in his personal life, so he carried on speaking to He Yu as he normally would. He Yu listened absentmindedly, grunting in perfunctory affirmation from time to time. Then he lowered his head to kiss and suck on Xie Qingcheng’s thin lips, thrusting deep into him as the mattress creaked dully. The slick, wet sounds of their kiss seeped into their eardrums.
Xie Qingcheng finally reached the limits of his endurance. He opened his eyes and gave He Yu a furious glare as he hissed with overwhelming hatred, “He Yu…”
He Yu hadn’t anticipated that Xie Qingcheng would actually dare utter a word. He shifted upright and shoved a hand over Xie Qingcheng’s nose and mouth. The look in his eyes was ferocious, but he still maintained his concentration and held his breath.
As expected, He Jiwei paused. “Your friend?”
“Mm.”
“Which one?”
“You don’t know him.”
With He Jiwei deterred, He Yu stared relentlessly at Xie Qingcheng’s face. His expression was predatory, filled with more hateful resentment than desire. He looked Xie Qingcheng up and down, taking the measure of this man who was covered in the marks of dominance he had left all over his body. There was even a streak of cum that he had maliciously smeared on his cheek.
“All right then, Dad, if there’s nothing else, I’m gonna hang up first. I’ll head home soon.”
“Okay.”
As the phone screen went dark, He Yu’s expression darkened along with it. He grabbed Xie Qingcheng’s face. “You have the nerve?”
Xie Qingcheng’s voice came out unbelievably hoarse from between the flash of his gritted teeth, yet his words were still cold and ruthless to the extreme. “You’re the one acting like a little bitch.”
In response to this humiliating rebuke, He Yu seized Xie Qingcheng’s hair and dragged him to the middle of the bed. He then climbed onto the bed himself and grabbed Xie Qingcheng by the waist, forcing him onto all fours. He looped an arm around him, propping one hand against the sagging mattress and gripping Xie Qingcheng’s waist with the other, squeezing hard enough to leave black and purple marks. Leaning over Xie Qingcheng’s body, he fucked into him wildly in retaliation. Xie Qingcheng tried to crawl forward to get away from him, but He Yu pulled him back even more fiercely than before with a violent yank on his hair.
Xie Qingcheng felt like he was about to be smashed to pieces, like he was about to fall apart. His legs were so shaky they nearly collapsed beneath him. His vision kept flashing dark even as he felt He Yu snake a hand around his abdomen and press his lips close to the back of his ear. He Yu breathed heavily as he berated him, “Still so close-lipped, huh? If you wanna be fucked to death, just say so! I think men are disgusting, but as long as you want it, I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”
Xie Qingcheng was in so much pain he couldn’t speak as he leaned over the obscene mess they’d made of the mattress. Even though He Yu had already loosened the restraints on his wrists, he truly had no strength left to struggle. Clawing at the bed, he could only grasp intermittently at the wrinkled bed sheets.
Suddenly, He Yu grabbed his hand, his fingers folding over his own as if he wanted to subdue him like this forever. Their fingers interlocked against the mattress. Sweat dripped from the young man’s body and landed on Xie Qingcheng’s back, scalding the bruised skin there like beads of hot wax.
Xie Qingcheng’s toes curled in both pain and pleasure. He Yu fucked him with inhuman stamina for more than half an hour before Xie Qingcheng finally felt that he was going to come again. With only the thin rubber of the condom between them, he could feel the hard, hot length buried inside him throb dangerously, swollen and scalding. It was as if He Yu’s unrelenting thrusts had made it into a branding iron, shoving deep into his abdomen like it was about to pierce through his belly.
“Ah… Ahhhh… Aah!”
In the end, Xie Qingcheng couldn’t hold back a hoarse cry as he completely lost all sense of rationality. The drug had made his body unusually sensitive. He couldn’t help himself from sucking in and clamping down on the cock that brought such a maddening, almost terrifying pleasure to his body, and no matter how much he rejected the mere idea of it, he still tightened wetly around it as he felt it pulse inside him.
In the end, He Yu viciously snapped his hips forward as he panted on top of Xie Qingcheng, driving balls deep into him as he came in spurts. As He Yu reached his climax, Xie Qingcheng came too, just like that, from being fucked from behind by a teenager…
Gasping for breath, eyes unfocused and body drenched in sweat after this ferocious pounding and release, he was finally veritably fucked unconscious.