Li Jinglong kissed his cheek. He looked somewhat resigned, as if he’d foreseen this.
“Is it this painful for other people too?” Hongjun asked.
“I haven’t done it with anyone else,” Li Jinglong said, unsure whether to laugh or cry. “How would I know?”
Even now, the pain had yet to fully fade. Hongjun demanded, “Did we do it wrong?”
“Is there anywhere else I can put it?”
Hongjun thought he had a point. Indignant now, he said, “Again. Let’s try again.”
Taking Hongjun into his arms, Li Jinglong obediently pushed in again. But it still hurt so so so much, practically torture—
He quickly begged Li Jinglong to show him mercy. This only woke a new kind of hunger in Li Jinglong—hearing him plead, he suddenly wanted to ravish him thoroughly. But he couldn’t bear to treat Hongjun roughly; he pulled out again.
“Sorry,” they both sighed in unison.
Hongjun laughed. “What are you sorry for?”
“I’m too big,” said Li Jinglong. “There’s nothing I can do about it.”
“No, you’re great as you are—I really like it.”
Their first attempt was officially a failure. Li Jinglong’s arousal flagged as he sat down on the bed, dejected. Hongjun straddled his lap and pressed a kiss to his lips as he reached down, whispering, “I like it so much. I mean it. Ever since the first time I saw you naked back in Huaqing Pool.”
Li Jinglong’s cock was long and thick, a manifestation of his masculine strength—it was only natural that a young man like Hongjun would admire it.
“So you do like them big,” Li Jinglong murmured as he kissed up Hongjun’s neck.
Hongjun retaliated by dropping kisses on Li Jinglong’s sensitive ears, and Li Jinglong soon grew hard again. He wrapped an arm around Hongjun and pressed him down into the bed, bucking his hips against Hongjun’s body.
Sliding his arms around his back, Hongjun let Li Jinglong’s solid weight bear down on him. He exhaled slowly. “Maybe it’ll fit after it’s gone a bit softer.”
“It won’t.” Li Jinglong’s breathing was labored. He couldn’t enter Hongjun, but it was arousing enough to have such a beautiful young man in his arms, their bare bodies rubbing against each other. Hongjun ran heated palms over his back, waist, and ass, stoking the flames of his arousal. After rutting against each other like this for just a few minutes, Li Jinglong came, spilling across Hongjun’s stomach.
“Ah!” Hongjun ran a hand down the front of his body, feeling the stickiness pooling on his abs and chest.
“Sorry,” Li Jinglong said as he tried to catch his breath. “Couldn’t hold on.”
Hongjun was still rock-hard. He sniffed Li Jinglong’s spend, then blushed as he realized what he’d done. Li Jinglong swiped his fingers through the mess on Hongjun’s stomach and put them in his mouth to taste himself.
“Don’t!” Before Hongjun could stop him, Li Jinglong leaned down and captured his lips in an open-mouthed kiss, feeding Hongjun his come.
Hongjun was utterly speechless.
“Swallow it,” Li Jinglong said with a chuckle. “I can’t come inside you, but at least we can do it like this.”
Cheeks heating under Li Jinglong’s steady gaze, Hongjun obeyed. Li Jinglong smiled. “Good boy,” he said, and pressed in to kiss him again.
Hongjun still hadn’t come. After exchanging another round of breathless kisses locked in Li Jinglong’s embrace, he was desperate for release. “I wanna…”
“What do you want?” Li Jinglong teased.
“Wanna come.” Hongjun forgot his shyness. “Let me rub against you.” He reached down for the monstrosity between Li Jinglong’s legs.
“Should I try putting it in again?” Li Jinglong’s cock was already beginning to stir again with interest. After coming once, it wasn’t quite as hard as before.
As Hongjun hesitated, Li Jinglong promised, “I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.”
Finally, Hongjun nodded. The pain of the previous two attempts had somewhat receded, and Li Jinglong moved with extra care. He positioned himself at Hongjun’s entrance, then stopped and bent down, closing his mouth over Hongjun’s nipple.
Looking up, he asked in a low voice, “Where do you like to be touched?”
His words sent a thrill through Hongjun, but they shamed him too. Enduring the ache in his rear, he whispered, “Right there, where your mouth is…”
“Do you know my favorite place to be touched?” Li Jinglong murmured.
Hongjun’s chest was heaving. Though Li Jinglong had come just a few minutes ago, his cock was still massive. When it pressed into Hongjun, it hurt so much he could barely breathe.
“It’s also this place right here, just like you,” Li Jinglong whispered. “And also this part down here, that’s pushing inside you.”
Hongjun’s throat bobbed. “It—it hurts…” He knitted his brows as he felt himself split open around Li Jinglong, trying to endure the pain.
“The head just went in.” Li Jinglong paused and pulled out slightly before pressing in again.
“Don’t move! It hurts!” Hongjun yelped.
Li Jinglong stopped. He kissed Hongjun again before pushing his hips forward a little more. The stretch was more bearable this time, but it still felt like torture. Indignant, Hongjun thought, This is supposed to feel good?!
Suddenly, the ship lurched. Li Jinglong lost his balance and pitched forward, plunging into Hongjun, who screamed.
The ship had set sail!
The deep thrust brought tears to Hongjun’s eyes. Li Jinglong hadn’t expected to be helped along by the ship’s motion, either. Seated securely inside Hongjun, he gasped, “The ship moved. I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I…” Hongjun froze. “Is that all of it?”
“No… Just half of it. Does it still hurt?”
In truth, Hongjun had felt an agonizing burst of pain when Li Jinglong entered him, but it had quickly subsided. After a few deep breaths, he found it tolerable. “It feels…okay.”
Li Jinglong began to thrust slowly. As he built up a rhythm, Hongjun felt a strange sensation laced with the pain. Li Jinglong’s cock rubbed against his inner walls with every motion, and when he drove in deep enough, it ground against something inside him. He felt a pressure, like he needed to piss but couldn’t.
As Li Jinglong pushed in deeper, Hongjun moaned in discomfort.
“Feel good?” Li Jinglong looked down at Hongjun’s flushed face and the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. He felt his scalp tingle with pleasure and his blood rush faster in his veins.
“It… It feels so weird…” Hongjun closed his eyes. Those strange sensations surged through his body without cease, like the ocean’s waves.
“Does it really?” Without pausing, Li Jinglong reached down for Hongjun’s cock, and Hongjun realized—he had become hard again after Li Jinglong began to move. Hongjun palmed himself, and Li Jinglong’s hand covered his, stroking him as he continued to thrust. Hongjun’s own shaft curved upward toward his stomach, rock-hard and leaking as Li Jinglong drove into him.
“Looks like it feels pretty good to me.”
Broken moans left Hongjun. He had no idea how to describe what he was feeling. It was totally different from when they had embraced naked, their bare skin sliding against each other. Li Jinglong was invading him with his massive cock, shooting sparks up Hongjun’s spine and accelerating the onslaught of uncontrollable sensations coursing through him.
“Hey.” Li Jinglong looped an arm around Hongjun’s waist and gazed into his eyes. “What’s got you so excited all of a sudden?”
“I… I’m not,” Hongjun gasped.
Li Jinglong held him tighter. “Call me Gege.”
“Ge—Gege…” Hongjun whimpered.
Li Jinglong rolled his hips slowly. “Does it still hurt now?”
Hongjun couldn’t speak to answer. “Do you like it?” Li Jinglong pressed. “Do you like being fucked like this by Gege?” He brushed his lips against Hongjun’s in an achingly tender kiss.
Every one of Li Jinglong’s motions seemed to declare his love for Hongjun, converging in a pleasure that filled him to the brim. His emotions surged so high he felt he would lose himself. He said between moans, “I do… Ah! What is this feeling… I can’t take it anymore!”
“Just focus on that feeling,” Li Jinglong murmured. “That’s my love for you.”
Li Jinglong caught his lips in a fervent kiss. As his pace quickened, Hongjun found himself shaking; he couldn’t make a sound, not even to moan. His cheeks were wet with tears before he realized it. Li Jinglong rocked into him a few times, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him. Overwhelmed, he clung to Li Jinglong’s back.
Noticing the state of him, Li Jinglong paused so Hongjun could catch his breath. He gazed down into his eyes and whispered, “It feels good when I kiss you at the same time, doesn’t it?”
Hongjun panted. “You… You’re…shameless. You’re bullying me.” Li Jinglong was worse than a beast in bed.
“You don’t like it?” Li Jinglong studied Hongjun, his eyes shining with love and affection. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.” Li Jinglong pulled back until only the tip remained in Hongjun.
“I like it,” Hongjun said. “I—I want more.”
“Say it,” Li Jinglong murmured. “How do you want me to bully you?”
“P-put it in me…” Hongjun flushed to the roots of his hair as he said those words.