Chapter 1

In the locker room.

"Brother Yu, it's up to you to go on stage later."

"The captain of the basketball team from University C is really annoying for shouting like that." said the teammate while changing his clothes.

"Believe in Brother Yu! When have we ever lost when Brother Yu plays? Why are you still staring at the closet and not changing your clothes?"

Qin Yu's eyes flashed with gloom, but then turned back to his usual gentleness. "I forgot, I didn't bring my jersey. Can anyone lend me one?"

How many times this month has this happened?

She sneaked into his dressing room and stole his clothes, even his newly bought, unopened underwear.

Qin Yu lowered his eyelids, covering the fierce look in his eyes. He took off his short-sleeved shirt to reveal his strong and full muscles. Due to years of exercise and lack of sun protection, his skin color was not white, but rather dark.

He knew that many men would like this kind of him, but he dumped them all. He didn't expect to meet such a lingering pervert at the beginning of this semester.

Following him, secretly photographing him, sneaking into the locker room to steal his clothes and underwear, even the bread he had just taken a bite of, and the mineral water bottle he had just opened and drunk a few sips from...

abnormal.

Damn gay.

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In the small toilet cubicle, a young man with glasses and dull bangs sat on the toilet lid. He kicked his legs and took off his pants, revealing his white and slender legs.

He took out the basketball jersey hidden in his bag and couldn't wait to bury his face in it to smell the clothes, "Qin Yu... Qin Yu..." There was no unpleasant smell of sweat on the basketball jersey, only the faint fragrance of soapberry.

It was the smell Song Zhi usually smelled.

Song Zhi's face showed an indescribable joy. The smell of the clothes before was gone, and only this one was left...

Song Zhi spread his legs, one leg on the ground and the other on the toilet lid, revealing the private parts between his legs, a man's penis and a woman's slit.

His penis was small, probably due to hormones, but it was a clean pink color. His slit was smooth and clean, without a trace of hair, and was extremely beautiful.

He reached out and spread the thick labia, revealing the sensitive clitoris, and rubbed it vigorously with his fingers. The sensitive body was instantly ignited. Song Zhi imagined that it was Qin Yu touching her, and Qin Yu's thick and long fingers were rubbing her clitoris.

He will definitely scold himself, little bitch, how can I be so slutty.

Her fingers wished they could pinch his clitoris to pieces. He would definitely tremble and shake on him, and his little roux would keep leaking water, all of which would flow onto Qin Yu's palm.

Qin Yu's hands were wet with his pussy juice, and he would definitely use his rough palms to slap his pussy. He would not show any mercy to himself and would pour all his desires on it.

It will make him feel both painful and pleasurable. The tender flesh in his little pussy will be turned out, and it will keep leaking out like a broken water bag, all over his buttocks and thighs...

Seeing that this could satisfy him, Qin Yu would insert his thick and long fingers into his virgin pussy, not caring about his life or death, only thinking about hurting this pervert to death, and poking his fingers inside. But he didn't know that Song Zhi wanted this, he wanted to use his little pussy to rape his fingers and his cock. If possible, he wanted Qin Yu to stuff his big cock directly in to fill it up, and fuck his uterus hard.

He will become Qin Yu's little bitch and sperm basin.

The belly is full of Qin Yu's sperm...

"Ah..." Song Zhi bit his lips and used Qin Yu's clothes to masturbate to orgasm. His little cock shot out a pool of semen. The pink and white female vagina was rubbed red by him, and sticky water kept flowing out of the vagina. He tore off a few pieces of tissues to clean up the place and threw them into the trash can. He could no longer wear his underwear and could only wear jeans.

He put on his jeans, the rough fabric of the jeans rubbed against his lustful vagina, and the fabric was wet with his fluids, but Song Zhi didn't have time to care about it, as he had to watch Qin Yu play basketball and pick up the mineral water bottles he had left behind.

Song Zhi folded the basketball jersey he had stolen with great difficulty and stuffed it into his schoolbag. He left the cubicle and went to the sink to wash his hands and face.