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Sometimes Lan Zhan only puts the tip of his cock into Wei Ying\u2019s hole.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s the worst. Wei Ying is pretty sure he has certifiably the worst boyfriend, aside from the fact that he\u2019s pretty much in love with him. Because Lan Zhan knows that Wei Ying is desperate for it, greedy for it, yet even sometimes just the tip of his cock will send Wei Ying over the edge.<\/p>\n

Or it won\u2019t, because Lan Zhan won\u2019t let him. He\u2019ll grip onto Wei Ying\u2019s cock tight, thrust the head of his cock those few centimeters, in and out, teasing at Wei Ying\u2019s rim, puffy and oversensitive. It\u2019s definitely too much, Wei Ying\u2019s already whimpering, \u201cLan Zhan, please,\u201d tears streaming down his face. His insides are empty and Lan Zhan is teasing him like this\u2014he clenches around Lan Zhan\u2019s cock, tightens, trying to drag more of Lan Zhan\u2019s cock inside of him.<\/p>\n

It doesn\u2019t work, of course. Lan Zhan has his own hand wrapped around his cock, keeps it at just the head. Because he\u2019s the worst, he doesn\u2019t warn before he spurts inside Wei Ying, deeper than the head of his cock but not deep enough. Not where Wei Ying wants it, wants all of it, scrabbling against his kitchen counter and aching red cock between his thighs. And inside him, Lan Zhan\u2019s cum is thick and gooey, warm in his channel. Wei Ying clenches down to keep that inside, too.<\/p>\n

The coldness is a surprise when it slips into his hole, his tender rim. Wei Ying hadn\u2019t forgotten, but he sobs a little as the buttplug nestles inside him, keeping Lan Zhan\u2019s cum in there. His cock is raw, aching as Lan Zhan slides it all the way in to the base, nudges it firm, then slaps at Wei Ying\u2019s cheeks lightly.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying cries again.<\/p>\n

He doesn\u2019t do anything as Lan Zhan pulls up his underwear, his jeans, takes care of him, zips him back up. Straightens his shirt\u2014a black collared button-up\u2014and reties his tie. Wipes the tears from his face and kisses his nose.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou are presentable now,\u201d Lan Zhan says to him. His own limp cock is still out.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying sniffs. \u201cYou\u2019re the meanest.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan looks smug as he begins to redress himself.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

They\u2019re a little bit late to the gathering, but it\u2019s fine because both Wei Ying and his boyfriend don\u2019t really care about the politics of it all.<\/p>\n

The four richest families in the small town are kind of friends, and kind of enemies. Wei Ying hadn\u2019t understood why they had to be enemies when they were younger, which was why he made friends with Nie Huaisang early into primary school, and wanted to get to know Lan Zhan soon enough as well. He isn\u2019t part of the Jiang family, technically; but with his parents as wards to the Jiangs, he eventually got a good enough word in to go to the same school as Jiang Cheng and the rest of the elite kids, and the kids of the parents who try to get into the four families\u2019 good graces.<\/p>\n

Now that they\u2019re all adults, it\u2019s easier to avoid\u2014except for the part where Jin Zixuan, who has never been Wei Ying\u2019s favorite Jin (although it\u2019s very hard to have a favorite Jin at all), had invited all of the four richest families to a party at his parents\u2019 house. He\u2019d even gone out of the way to invite Yanli-jie, which is the main reason why Wei Ying is going, when she had told him. \u201cI gotta make sure Jin Zixuan isn\u2019t up to something,\u201d he\u2019d told Lan Zhan, who\u2019d nodded in understanding. Lan Zhan had been planning on attending too, so they decided that they would just arrive together. Everyone knew they were dating, anyway.<\/p>\n

But the afternoon they were getting ready, things got a little\u2026 out of hand.<\/p>\n

And that\u2019s how Wei Ying shows up to Jin Zixuan\u2019s pretentious neighborhood gathering with a metal buttplug stuffing Lan Zhan\u2019s cum inside of him.<\/p>\n

He squirms as they make their way through the entrance, nodding at the butler. The Jins are the only family who have hired help anymore; Lan Zhan had told him that he and his family clean the estate once a week, from top to bottom. \u201cThat\u2019s nice,\u201d Wei Ying had told him, \u201cbut we\u2019re not doing that when we move together, are we?\u201d Lan Zhan\u2019s eyes had twinkled, and he said that they definitely would clean once a week too.<\/p>\n

The Jins probably have their help clean the estate once a day, with how sparkly and shiny and gold it is. Wei Ying crinkles his nose in disgust. \u201cI know it\u2019s been like, a decade since I\u2019ve been here,\u201d he says, \u201cbut is it just me or has the d\u00e9cor gotten tackier?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan hums consideringly at a gauche golden vase sitting in the middle of the foyer for absolutely no purpose.<\/p>\n

They make their way into the kitchen. It is, of course, a potluck; Wei Ying\u2019s parents are here already, and greet him with kisses on his cheek. Wei Ying laughs and tries not to feel weird that he\u2019s doing this with a plug shoved in his ass.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s only been a couple weeks since I\u2019ve seen you,\u201d Wei Ying says; his apartment is closer to the city.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can afford to visit your parents more now that you\u2019ve moved back for your Master\u2019s,\u201d his mother says sternly, patting his cheek.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying rolls his eyes. \u201cAnd not get your WeChat stickers? Come on.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWeChat stickers are no replacement for this face,\u201d says his mother.<\/p>\n

From beside her, Wei Ying\u2019s father snickers. Cangse Sanren elbows him. \u201cLaogong, come greet your son.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAiyah,\u201d says his father, but embraces Wei Ying like a good parent, not like a mom pretending to be an auntie. \u201cEr-zi, come by more so your mother stops wondering if we should drive out and bring you dishes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou definitely don\u2019t have to,\u201d Wei Ying says, hugging his dad back. \u201cLan Zhan cooks for me enough.\u201d<\/p>\n

His parents brighten up, at the sight of Lan Zhan behind him. Lan Zhan extends his hand; Cangse Sanren bats it away and begins pinching his cheeks too.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying giggles as he watches Lan Zhan respectfully take what his parents dish out, answering their questions. They\u2019d been delighted when Wei Ying had brought him home for the first time, about a month or so into their relationship\u2014by that point, he and Lan Zhan had fucked countless times, and confessed that they were taking this relationship seriously. Wei Ying knows that he\u2019d originally gone to that pool party to get laid, but honestly? He\u2019s kind of a romantic guy, he\u2019s not that sure if he would\u2019ve been able to just fuck someone and let it go. He probably would\u2019ve tried to figure out the person\u2019s personality first, decided if he liked them enough, and if were\u00a0worthy<\/em>\u00a0of fucking Wei Ying\u2014which is a lot of work, anyway, when you\u2019re just looking for sex. Luckily for him, he knew Lan Zhan\u2019s personality like the back of his hand, liked it, and Lan Zhan was definitely,\u00a0definitely<\/em>\u00a0worthy of fucking Wei Ying.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s uncomfortably reminded of the metal plug lodged inside him. Maybe too worthy.<\/p>\n

He and Lan Zhan make the social rounds, running into Jin patriarch, who stiffly acknowledges them ;Lan Zhan\u2019s brother, who is sipping cider; and Jiang Cheng, who holds his wine stiffly in his hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cAw, is didi missing his beer?\u201d Wei Ying teases.<\/p>\n

Jiang Cheng glares at him. He gulps down a bit of wine, which even Wei Ying knows is not how you\u2019re supposed to drink it. He makes a face.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave you run into jie?\u201d he asks.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying\u2019s face darkens. \u201cNot yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe told you, right?\u201d Jiang Cheng says. \u201cAbout how Jin Zixuan came by to our house to\u00a0personally<\/em>\u00a0invite her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Wei Ying grumbles. \u201cSomething\u2019s fishy. I don\u2019t trust that guy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jiang Cheng knocks back the rest of his wine like it\u2019s a can of beer. \u201cMe neither. If he does anything to hurt her again\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

He and Wei Ying nod. High school hadn\u2019t been great when Jin Zixuan had very publicly broken off his and Jian Yanli\u2019s engagement, scornful that his mother and Yu Ziyuan were best friends. Wei Ying had kind of thought the idea of an arranged marriage was romantic, and so had Yanli-jie, as they\u2019d spend a lot of time giggling about the idea of dates and molding both yourself and your partner as someone you\u2019d both like. Apparently Jin Zixuan had not thought so, having ignored Yanli all through high school, finally ending it when Yanli had asked him to a school dance. Yanli had burst into tears and Wei Ying had punched Jin Zixuan in the face and Lan Zhan had come to the nurse\u2019s office with him to get an ice pack while Wei Ying ranted about what a prick Jin Zixuan was.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s been over five years since high school, but Wei Ying\u2019s not over it. Surely Jin Zixuan isn\u2019t either, so why he asked Yanli personally still mystifies him.<\/p>\n

Jiang Cheng gets roped into a question by another auntie about his relationship status, which makes him turn bright red. Wei Ying enjoys it for a moment, until Lan Zhan asks, \u201cWould you like to find Jiang-guniang?\u201d<\/p>\n

Wei Ying sighs. He hasn\u2019t even broken into the alcohol, but he did come here for only one reason. \u201cYeah,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan smiles and pats his ass. The cold plug shifts inside him; Wei Ying breaks his groan off into a small yelp.<\/p>\n

\u201cI will continue here,\u201d Lan Zhan says.<\/p>\n

It says a lot, because Wei Ying knows Lan Zhan is not fond of socializing with humblebragging aunties and uncles. But if Wei Ying finds Yanli-jie crying or something, it\u2019s\u2026 yeah. Lan Zhan is his boyfriend of a few years now, but he\u2019s not family (yet<\/em>, his brain reminds him), and Wei Ying will want to be alone to comfort his da-jie. Even with a toy inside of him.<\/p>\n

He roams around the ground floor, where most of the party is happening\u2014the two living rooms, the kitchens, the movie theater, the three dining rooms\u2014all adorned with different types of gold, and yet Wei Ying accidentally returns to the dining rooms at least twice because he couldn\u2019t recognize that he\u2019d already been in before. There\u2019s no one in the five offices or courtyard garden or something that looks like a guest room. Every bathroom is empty except one, and when Wei Ying knocks, the voice of his\u00a0actual<\/em>\u00a0least favorite Jin yells, \u201cGo away!\u201d Wei Ying rolls his eyes and continues on.<\/p>\n

He considers searching on any of the upper floors, except it\u2019s a bit of a taboo to go past the ground floor at one of these elite parties, especially if it\u2019s hosted at your own house. All the good shit is down here\u2014or further down, in the basement.<\/p>\n

The Jin\u2019s basement had always been the envy of every high schooler\u2014while the Nies had a rocking backyard for pool parties and the Lans didn\u2019t party and the Jiangs refused to party, the Jins went all out for their basement. Not like the rest of house and adorned with gold, it instead has every single video game console and game known to man, plus an actual arcade, plus about five VR systems,\u00a0plus<\/em>\u00a0a massive pool that could put every sky pool to shame despite being some thirty feet underground. Along with about three hot tubs and a banging stereo system and a full bar, you were the envy of the school if you could get into a Jin party.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying, of course, was only ever invited for these pretentious family gatherings. And even then, he only play a video game for twenty minutes before snotty Jin Zixun would kick him out of the basement and he\u2019d morosely have to find a deck of cards and play Solitaire before Jiang Cheng and Yanli found him and roped him into a game of Big Two.<\/p>\n

Now that they\u2019re adults, it\u2019s mostly dark down in the basement, save for the dim colored lighting at the bar. Wei Ying creeps down, letting himself gaze at the massive TV screen with envy before actually searching around. He winces as the plug loosens in his hole in his hole\u2014it\u2019s with greed that makes him feel a bit slutty when he pushes it back in more. His walls clench in satisfaction, and he passes the bar, the hot tubs. He\u2019s pretty sure no one\u2019s down here.<\/p>\n

Then, as he turns the corner, he hears soft voices.<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t\u2026 it wasn\u2019t\u2026 there are a lot of things I regret,\u201d Jin Zixuan says.<\/p>\n

When Wei Ying treads back, peeks around the wall, he sees two figures strolling by the pool\u2014the unmistakable gold of Jin Zixuan\u2019s bomber jacket, and the smaller figure of Yanli-jie in a swishy lavender dress. The pool lights glimmer on them, waves along their faces. Wei Ying takes comfort in the fact that if need be, he can push Jin Zixuan into the pool if Yanli-jie so much as frowns.<\/p>\n

But Yanli-jie isn\u2019t saying anything as Jin Zixuan keeps talking. \u201cI have been foolish,\u201d he says, and Wei Ying nods in agreement. \u201cBeing a teenager, a child, is no excuse, as you were a teenager too. But I am not the same boy as I was then.\u201d<\/p>\n

He turns to Yanli, narrow nose framed in the blue pool light. \u201cI want to apologize for my past actions,\u201d Jin Zixuan says. \u201cWhat I said, what I did\u2026 It was not right. It was humiliating. I humiliated you, and I wanted to humiliate you, because I\u00a0felt<\/em>\u00a0humiliated by you. It was unfair of me to be shallow when I did not know you, when I did not recognize your kindness. It\u2026\u201d He pauses. \u201cIt was inexcusable. I am sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

From here, it\u2019s hard to tell what Yanli-jie is thinking. Even as she turns so that Wei Ying can see her face, her gaze is undecipherable.<\/p>\n

\u201cJin Zixuan,\u201d she says. \u201cI am not the same girl as I was then, either.\u201d<\/p>\n

Wei Ying holds his breath.<\/p>\n

Jin Zixuan inclines his head. \u201cI understand. You are under no obligation to forgive me, or\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

But then Yanli breaks into a smile and pats Jin Zixuan\u2019s shoulder. \u201cI\u2019m joking,\u201d she says to him kindly. \u201cOr rather, I\u2019m not as sensitive as I used to be.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s nothing wrong with being sensitive,\u201d Jin Zixuan points out.<\/p>\n

Okay. So he might be rapidly climbing up to the top of Wei Ying\u2019s favorite Jins list.<\/p>\n

\u201cIndeed,\u201d Yanli says, but she\u2019s still smiling. \u201cBut we were both young. I do understand what you\u2019re saying, and if you would like to hear it, I forgive you. But I forgave you a long time ago.\u201d<\/p>\n

Well I haven\u2019t<\/em>, Wei Ying thinks spitefully. And Jiang Cheng hasn\u2019t either.<\/p>\n

Jin Zixuan exhales. \u201cThat is more than I can ask for,\u201d he says. \u201cI am glad that you\u2014are still the same, in many ways.\u201d<\/p>\n

Yanli laughs lightly. \u201cAnd I am still different, in many ways,\u201d she says. She bumps her shoulders with his, and Jin Zixuan looks stunned. \u201cCome, I think our parents may be looking for us.\u201d<\/p>\n

She heads off towards\u2014well, where Wei Ying is. Wei Ying quickly scrambles in the dark, trying to avoid being seen.<\/p>\n

He bumps into a body in the shadows.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying opens up his mouth to scream\u2014then a hand covers his mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t move,\u201d says a low voice in his ear.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying could almost sob with relief. He\u2019d recognize Lan Zhan\u2019s large hand anywhere.<\/p>\n

Yanli and Jin Zixuan pass through in the dark, not noticing them in the shadowed corner, none the wiser. Lan Zhan\u2019s other hand is stroking down Wei Ying\u2019s spine, through his shirt that feels paper thin now, with the way Lan Zhan is pressing down, inch by inch. As they watch Yanli and Jin Zixuan pass through the arcade, Lan Zhan\u2019s fingers run over Wei Ying\u2019s sensitive cheeks. Press between, at the base, nudging at his cum still inside of Wei Ying.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying whimpers against Lan Zhan\u2019s palm.<\/p>\n

\u201cQuiet,\u201d Lan Zhan mutters.<\/p>\n

They wait as Yanli and Jin Zixuan disappear, footsteps going up the stairs.<\/p>\n

As soon as the basement door slams shut, Lan Zhan lets him go. Wei Ying gasps.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou nearly gave me a heart attack!\u201d he says, catching his breath. \u201cWhen did you come down here?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan shifts. It\u2019s always hard to tell if he just moves his arms weird, or if he\u2019s actually shrugging. \u201cA few minutes after you,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying laughs into him. \u201cDidn\u2019t want to stay with everyone else, did you?\u201d he says, and by the look on Lan Zhan\u2019s face, he can tell that he\u2019s right. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, we can leave early if we want. I think we talked to everyone we were supposed to.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIndeed,\u201d Lan Zhan says. \u201cYour parents are getting drunk.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh boy.\u201d Wei Ying covers his face. \u201cHow about your uncle?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUncle is playing mahjong,\u201d Lan Zhan says. \u201cI believe your parents were planning on joining him after their glass of wine.\u201d Which is another way of saying that basically everyone who\u2019d otherwise pay attention to them will either be partaking in the mahjong tournament, or making sure that everyone in the mahjong tournament doesn\u2019t kill each other.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying chuckles. \u201cThen we can\u00a0really<\/em>\u00a0leave early.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOr.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan gets his fingers on the rim of the plug and wriggles it out by a millimeter.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying squirms. Moans. \u201cHere?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHere,\u201d Lan Zhan confirms, and kisses him.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s not their first time fucking somewhere semi-publicly\u2014Wei Ying\u2019s favorite skinny jeans had finally worn out last month, since they were from high school, so Wei Ying dragged Lan Zhan out to buy a new pair. That had ended in some pretty spectacular dressing room sex, and Wei Ying\u2019s pretty sure he can never go back to that store in the mall. He\u2019s resigned himself to a life of buying all his jeans through Alibaba.<\/p>\n

But at least it won\u2019t be as big of a deal if he can never look a Jin in the eye again. Lan Zhan\u2019s mouth is too tempting as he kisses Wei Ying dirty, sucking on his tongue, tasting the roof of his mouth while his hands grip Wei Ying\u2019s ass. He pushes and squeezes and the plug loosens; Wei Ying whines, \u201cLan Zhan,\u201d into his mouth as the plug gets jostled inside of him.<\/p>\n

\u201cMn,\u201d Lan Zhan replies. He pulls away, licks up the line of spit between them\u2014why is that so fucking\u00a0hot<\/em>?\u2014adjusts the plug again. Wei Ying is rock hard again. \u201cHave you ever been down here before?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHave I ever been\u2014what?\u201d Wei Ying\u2019s brain is mush.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan kisses an eyebrow. \u201cIn this basement,\u201d he says, and glances around pointedly\u2014at the video games, the pool, the bar.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying shrugs. \u201cI mean, I guess, technically? I tried playing the Wii once when I was like, fifteen, but then Jin Zixun was like, get outta here, you aren\u2019t allowed to play Wii sports.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHm,\u201d Lan Zhan says.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd like, the pool was usually used for the teen parties I\u2019m pretty sure, so I definitely haven\u2019t used that,\u201d Wei Ying continues. \u201cAnd I think actually every Jin ancestor in existence would kill me if I touched their precious alcohol.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHm,\u201d Lan Zhan says, again. \u201cHow about the hot tub?\u201d<\/p>\n

Wei Ying rolls his eyes. \u201cWell, I obviously haven\u2019t been in the hot tub if I haven\u2019t been in the pool. Or anything. Honestly, like, is this basement that great anyway?\u201d He eyes a VR system. \u201cOkay, it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan pats his ass\u2014pats the\u00a0plug<\/em>, and Wei Ying squeaks. \u201cFollow me,\u201d Lan Zhan says.<\/p>\n

\u201cLan Zhan\u2014what?\u201d Wei Ying trails after him as Lan Zhan makes his way to the three installed hot tubs, on the raised marbled concrete in the middle wall of the basement. It\u2019s opposite the better part of the arcade where you can see all the consoles and screens, watching as other people play Super Smash Bros or whatnot.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan looks at the dials on one of the hot tubs. He frowns. \u201cWei Ying,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n

They\u2019ve reached the point in their relationship where Lan Zhan has a tone that says\u00a0I do not wish to learn how to use new technology if I have an engineering boyfriend<\/em>\u00a0and Wei Ying can recognize it right away. He sighs and observes the buttons and dials\u2014it\u2019s not the same as the ones on the tub at the Lan estate, but it\u2019s pretty easy to understand.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hardly think this is time for a dip in the old hot tub, Lan Zhan,\u201d he says. \u201cEspecially since this isn\u2019t our house and no one else is down here.\u201d<\/p>\n

He freezes for a moment at saying the words\u00a0our house<\/em>\u2014but Lan Zhan says, \u201cI believe you should enjoy one part of this basement.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about the video games?\u201d Wei Ying says. \u201cWe could play the newest Mario game or something.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan\u2019s eyes darken. \u201cWei Ying.\u201d<\/p>\n

Of course. Wei Ying\u2019s hole tightens around the plug inside him, almost obediently.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou just want to fuck me,\u201d Wei Ying sighs. \u201cIn a hot tub.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI always want to fuck you,\u201d Lan Zhan says, which, okay, fair. And also: hot. \u201cThe hot tub would be convenient.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cConvenient for\u00a0who<\/em>?\u201d Wei Ying says, but he\u2019s already turning the tub on.<\/p>\n

As the water runs, Lan Zhan strips them both\u2014Wei Ying then himself, folding and placing their clothes on the marble. Wei Ying whines, \u201cWhy are you doing this, Lan Zhan, why are we doing this? Anyone could come down and see that we just, like, left in the middle of the party to fuck.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey will not,\u201d Lan Zhan says, folding his socks as well.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying refuses to get distracted by his cuteness. \u201cBut they\u00a0could<\/em>,\u201d he says. \u201cAnd we\u2019re using their hot tub without permission!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were never permitted to use it when you were younger,\u201d Lan Zhan says. \u201cI believe they could owe you this one thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean you believe that so that you have an excuse to fuck me in another hot tub,\u201d Wei Ying grumbles.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan doesn\u2019t reply, but only because he steps into the tub, where the water is now up to his calves, bubbling and stirring under his feet. Above them, everyone else is probably yelling over the mahjong table, flush on their cheeks from all the alcohol. Wei Ying\u2019s own cheeks are flushed because the way Lan Zhan\u2019s looking at him now makes him\u00a0very<\/em>\u00a0aware of the plug still in him, the wetness warming his insides.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan extends a hand. \u201cCome.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI better come\u00a0twice<\/em>,\u201d Wei Ying grumbles, taking his hand and stepping in. He winces at the burn of the water.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan uses his other hand to tug at Wei Ying\u2019s cock. Wei Ying lets out a small\u00a0uh!<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cIf that is what you wish,\u201d Lan Zhan says.<\/p>\n

He kisses Wei Ying again, stroking his cock tenderly. Wei Ying keens into him\u2014Lan Zhan may be terrible, but he\u2019s never gonna deny this, deny the way Lan Zhan makes him feel taken care of. Big and loving, two hands feeling like four with the way he manhandles his dick, his legs, his weak knees as he sits down on the hot tub bench, bringing Wei Ying further into the water with him. Wei Ying sits on his lap, shivering a bit at the contrast between the tacky cum still in him, stoppered by the buttplug, and the slippery water engulfing his body.<\/p>\n

They make out like that for a bit, Lan Zhan\u2019s fingers going back between Wei Ying\u2019s cheeks, thumb teasing the rim of the plug. Wei Ying moans as a nail scrapes gently against his ass cheek\u2014it\u2019s so sensitive, it honestly might be more sensitive than his dick. Well, maybe not as his dick bumps against Lan Zhan\u2019s under the water, and that makes him moan too. But Lan Zhan twists the plug around, sloshing around the cum that\u2019s still inside Wei Ying, and Wei Ying clenches his ass to keep it in, to keep the plug in.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan chuckles against his mouth. Pinches his ass cheek. \u201cGreedy,\u201d he murmurs, as Wei Ying gasps.<\/p>\n

\u201cAh,\u201d Wei Ying mumbles. \u201cMean<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHm,\u201d Lan Zhan says. He begins to tug the plug out, and Wei Ying instinctively,\u00a0instinctively<\/em>\u00a0tightens his hole.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan laughs low, cruel. \u201cI can feel you,\u201d he says. Wei Ying whines. \u201cWei Ying likes having something inside. Such a slut.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Wei Ying tries to protest.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan fiddles with the plug again, pulling it out another millimeter.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did I say?\u201d Lan Zhan says. \u201cWei Ying likes being filled. He would like to be filled all the time, would he? With toys, with plugs.\u201d He pushes the plug back in, just those few millimeters, along with the cum, and Wei Ying moans. \u201cWith cock. Wei Ying will take any cock he can get.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Wei Ying says, shaking his head. \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCocks from strangers, men who want to fuck Wei Ying,\u201d Lan Zhan continues. \u201cMen who see Wei Ying\u2019s pretty little face and pretty little hole, Wei Ying will take every cock he gets offered. Wants to be full with anything, with everything, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan is\u00a0the worst boyfriend<\/em>. He doesn\u2019t talk much, except for the part where he says the worst things, things that make Wei Ying feel desired and pretty and slutty. Things that make Wei Ying feel like he\u00a0is<\/em>\u00a0always showing off every part of his body for everyone, eager to get any cock in him\u2014except he isn\u2019t. And Lan Zhan knows that, but it\u2019s the knowledge, the knowledge that Lan Zhan can see him like this,\u00a0wants<\/em>\u00a0to see him like this, makes Wei Ying feel\u2014feel\u2014<\/p>\n

\u201cOnly want Lan Zhan,\u201d Wei Ying insists. \u201cNot just anyone, please, just Lan Zhan.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan squeezes his cheek again, so hot and tender in the water, under his callouses. \u201cOnly me,\u201d he says. \u201cBecause I have the best cock, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d Wei Ying says, babbles against Lan Zhan\u2019s face. Drool is starting to gather under his tongue; he\u2019s starting to slip away to that light space in his head. \u201cYes, Lan Zhan has the best cock.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan growls. \u201cWei Ying is slutty for cocks. For my cock.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFor yours, yes,\u201d Wei Ying says, nodding frantically, eyes growing glassy. \u201cFor Lan Zhan, for everything about Lan Zhan\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan pushes them down into the water. The both of them\u2014and it\u2019s hot, and Wei Ying doesn\u2019t care, might be drowning for a moment until there are hands under his armpits. Raising him up, pushing him back up, and Wei Ying gasps, barely gripping onto the edge of the hot tub as even wetter, thicker heat wraps around his cock. His nails scrabble on the tile as he struggles to hold himself up with Lan Zhan\u2019s mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking without abandon, tight and urgent like he\u2019s trying to pull the cum out of Wei Ying\u2019s body himself.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying\u2019s thighs are trembling. The two hands are on his ass again, squeezing and kneading, spreading him apart\u2014and Wei Ying has to clench, has to focus on keeping the plug in. Wants it, needs it inside him even as Lan Zhan molds the soft flesh of his cheeks, sucking his cock so fucking hard that Wei Ying\u2019s becoming one with the water, wet and shaking everywhere.<\/p>\n

It takes mere seconds for him to come, thrashing his arms on the tiles with a small scream as the orgasm gets forced out of him, unwilled, just natural, like it was all he was made to do. Come for Lan Zhan, come because of Lan Zhan, shooting deep, deep in his throat as Lan Zhan holds him underwater. Someone\u2019s bound to hear, except they\u2019re not because they\u2019re all busy upstairs and the basement is massive, but it\u2019s\u2014it\u2019s shameful, makes Wei Ying\u2019s cock throb more, push out more cum. He\u2019s crying and shaking through it all, though he feels Lan Zhan\u2019s hands clutch around his thighs, petting him through his orgasm. Wei Ying feels tender and raw all over as he comes down, still small shocks making him tremble as Lan Zhan pops out of the water.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan\u2019s short hair is wet, sticking to his face, as he takes a breath. He\u2019s the best thing Wei Ying\u2019s ever seen, and Wei Ying moans and tries to kiss him on the mouth, shaking a bit still. He misses, catches Lan Zhan\u2019s chin instead; but Lan Zhan shifts to kiss him on the lips properly.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying can\u2019t even kiss, just holds his mouth open and lets Lan Zhan\u2019s tongue gently drift in, tasting a bit of the clean water, of Wei Ying\u2019s come. Pushes the come into his mouth, and Wei Ying takes it, swallows it down.<\/p>\n

\u201cWant me to fuck you?\u201d Lan Zhan asks against his face.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying makes a wounded noise into his neck. He nods.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan stands them up. The water reaches their thighs; the cold air of the basement shocks Wei Ying\u2019s soft, tender cock. Lan Zhan turns them around so his chest is against Wei Ying\u2019s back; Wei Ying can feel Lan Zhan\u2019s pubis hair brush against his ass.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve been so good,\u201d Lan Zhan says, and Wei Ying keens. Lan Zhan\u2019s fingers are on the plug again, shifting it around. Now that he\u2019s allowed, Wei Ying squirms back against him, hole clenching and unclenching. \u201cHolding me in so much. So tight. Has Wei Ying been a good boy tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood,\u201d is all Wei Ying can manage.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan finally pulls out the plug for real this time\u2014centimeter by centimeter, with a slow, nasty\u00a0squelch<\/em>\u00a0in the air. Wei Ying tightens immediately, not wanting any of Lan Zhan\u2019s previous cum to drop, not wanting\u2014not wanting to feel empty.<\/p>\n

Three of Lan Zhan\u2019s fingers slip in, and he hums in approval. \u201cStill so wet and open for me,\u201d Lan Zhan says. \u201cSo loose like a pussy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Wei Ying sobs.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo easy for me to slip in,\u201d Lan Zhan says, and he does.<\/p>\n

This time, not just the head\u2014the full length of it, massive in girth, sparking up every nerve ending in Wei Ying\u2019s body. Where he thought he might\u2019ve been drifting off again, maybe sleepy, his body awakens at the feeling of Lan Zhan\u2019s cock\u2014thicker than any plug, deeper than any cock. It\u2019s filthy how he\u2019s wet already, from Lan Zhan\u2019s cum before, like Wei Ying is just something for Lan Zhan to dump his cum in any time he wants. He presses his back against Lan Zhan and moans, grinding his ass against him.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan\u2019s arms wrap around him. His cock is so deep in Wei Ying, just pushing in, pulsing, fucking up his insides. At least that\u2019s what it feels like, with every dirty twist of his hips, just rocking, shifting, not quite thrusting. He takes one of Wei Ying\u2019s hands and drags it down his chest\u2014Wei Ying thinks he\u2019s going to his nipples, but he goes further south instead, to his belly.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s a bump under both of their palms.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan digs his cock in deeper, and Wei Ying gasps; the bulge shifts beneath them.<\/p>\n

\u201cLan Zhan,\u201d he says, \u201cyou\u2019re too big, I can feel you,\u00a0fuck<\/em>, I can\u00a0feel<\/em>\u00a0you\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d Lan Zhan says, and raises Wei Ying up by his knees.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying squeals\u2014Lan Zhan\u2019s cock thrusts deeper, then Lan Zhan holds him up, Wei Ying\u2019s feet not touching the ground, just dangling into the water. Lan Zhan begins jackrabbiting into him. His balls slap against Wei Ying\u2019s butt cheeks as he fucks into him, just using him to get off\u2014except now Wei Ying\u2019s hard again, god, only Lan Zhan can do this to him. He feels small, like an object, a warm hole for Lan Zhan to fuck into as his breaths get slightly heavier, holding the entire weight of Wei Ying\u2019s body while fucking him. And yet he doesn\u2019t stop, doesn\u2019t slip, doesn\u2019t let go, breaking Wei Ying apart into a million little pieces as he drives his massive cock in relentlessly, until it\u2019s all Wei Ying feels, all Wei Ying knows.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s moaning and moaning and making the sluttiest noises and Lan Zhan can\u2019t even stop him because both of his hands are busy holding Wei Ying up. Wei Ying cries; god, he\u2019s so overwhelmed, can\u2019t keep his mouth shut of noises, nonsensical, not words just steady\u00a0aaa aah ahhhs<\/em>\u00a0and\u00a0unhhnh uh uhhhhs<\/em>. He feels it when Lan Zhan comes, feels it in every part of him as Lan Zhan stops thrusting, cock pulsing, twitching inside of him, filling him, sticky and white. It\u2019s more, now, with the cum that was inside him earlier, and making Wei Ying truly dirty, debauched, just a cocksleeve for Lan Zhan to empty his seed into.<\/p>\n

And he\u2019s still tender when Lan Zhan lets him down, knees buckling when his feet hit the cold water\u2014but then Lan Zhan bends him over the edge of the tub, nudges his cheeks apart.<\/p>\n

\u201cLa-aaahn<\/em>,\u201d is all Wei Ying manages to get out before Lan Zhan swipes his tongue over Wei Ying\u2019s hole.<\/p>\n

They\u2019ve done this before, but since Lan Zhan is full of surprises, notably that he likes to surprise Wei Ying, this comes as a shock every time. His tongue is wider than his cock and wet and not as thick, slurping the cum out of Wei Ying. It\u2019s just like being filled with Lan Zhan\u2019s cum, but worse, because now it\u2019s slipping out. Wei Ying whimpers as he feels the slick over his sensitive walls, inching towards his rim; he tries to clench, keep it in. Lan Zhan slaps his tender ass cheek.<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck,\u201d is all Wei Ying can say, as Lan Zhan licks at him again, taking his come back out. \u201cLan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you can\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHm.\u201d Lan Zhan\u2019s lips vibrate against Wei Ying\u2019s butt cheek. Wei Ying shivers. \u201cWei Ying is so greedy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUnh,\u201d Wei Ying gets out, as Lan Zhan fits his mouth over Wei Ying\u2019s hole.<\/p>\n

And he works at it again, tonguing the semen back out, slowly, a tease. There\u2019s so much of it and Wei Ying\u2019s progressively feeling emptier, pucker desperately trying to hold onto what he can keep. \u201cSelfish,\u201d Lan Zhan says, and spanks Wei Ying again.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying squeals\u2014then Lan Zhan\u2019s whole mouth, his whole mouth covers Wei Ying\u2019s hole, down to his perineum. He hollows his cheeks and\u00a0sucks<\/em>.<\/p>\n

The noise Wei Ying lets out is barely human, a screech, a sob, as he immediately crests over the edge again. His orgasm hits hard and his oversensitive cock shoots all over his chest and into the cool water, making him sob even more. And through it all, Lan Zhan keeps sucking at him, licking at his tender hole like it\u2019s something to be cherished, squeezing and massaging Wei Ying\u2019s cheeks and making his orgasm last a little bit longer. Wei Ying\u2019s still making little noises as he comes down, thighs shaking again\u2014he feels weak, unsteady, unsure how much longer he\u2019ll be able to stand.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan is saying something. There\u2019s patting at Wei Ying\u2019s flank, his shoulder, tucking his long hair back from around his eyes. \u201cWei Ying,\u201d he finally hears. \u201cWei Ying, are you okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLan Zhan,\u201d Wei Ying slurs out. His mouth feels too heavy, tongue too big. Lan Zhan turns him back to look him in the eyes. Wei Ying tries to look straight at him, but it\u2019s hard. His gaze is unfocused.<\/p>\n

\u201cWei Ying, you did well,\u201d Lan Zhan says to him.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying makes a happy noise. Lan Zhan brings him into his chest and holds him for a moment, letting Wei Ying settle down in his arms. Wei Ying breathes and focuses on the sound of Lan Zhan\u2019s heartbeat beneath his ears, the warm, damp palms stroking the small of his back.<\/p>\n

After a moment, when he looks down, he laughs.<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan peers at him with concern. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

Wei Ying wriggles his toes. The water is cool, and now comes down to their ankles. The buttons of the hot tub are on the outside, where they couldn\u2019t have bumped into them. \u201cI think we broke another hot tub.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lan Zhan looks down. He laughs, too.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

By the time they make their way upstairs, fully dressed and Wei Ying brought mostly back down to his brain, everyone\u2019s still going at it.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou cheated!\u201d Jin-furen\u2019s shouting at Wei Ying\u2019s mom.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u00a0you<\/em>\u00a0cheated!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo one cheated!\u201d Yu Ziyuan interrupts, and both Jin-furen and Cangse Sanren turn on her.<\/p>\n

Yanli-jie spots them, and perks up at the sight of Wei Ying. \u201cA-Ying,\u201d she says, as Wei Ying runs to her with a hug. \u201cIt\u2019s good to see you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou too,\u201d Wei Ying says, beaming.<\/p>\n

\u201cI see you and Lan Zhan are here,\u201d Yanli says. \u201cHave you had fun at the party so far?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBarely,\u201d Wei Ying snorts. \u201cI\u2019d rather be playing Big Two.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh?\u201d Yanli-jie glances behind him, to Lan Zhan. Her eyes are sparkling. \u201cAre you sure? Because I think you\u2019ve had a pretty good time already.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat,\u201d Wei Ying says.<\/p>\n

But Yanli releases him and smiles. She leaves to go talk to Jin Zixuan.<\/p>\n

\u201cJiang-guniang,\u201d Lan Zhan says, as Wei Ying makes his way back to his side, \u201cis very perceptive.\u201d His ears are pink.<\/p>\n

Wei Ying shakes his head. \u201cThings are different than high school, indeed,\u201d he says, watching Jin Zixuan brightly offer Yanli-jie a glass of champagne. Yanli accepts it happily.<\/p>\n

Then Wei Ying turns back to Lan Zhan, pats the buttplug in his pocket. \u201cWell, I don\u2019t think anyone\u2019s gonna notice if we leave again,\u201d he says with a smirk. \u201cShall we go back to mine?\u201d<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

His bed, thankfully, does not break.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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