Lu Ming woke up from his sleep in a daze. He opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
After Lu Ming was unconscious for a few seconds, his brain quickly recalled the scene when he was unconscious. He was suddenly startled and hurriedly got up and walked out of the cave, but in the next second, he was pulled back by an external force and fell heavily on the bed.
Lu Ming looked at his hands in confusion, only to see that his hands were locked by two thin iron chains, and the other end of the iron chains were deeply embedded in the stone cave. Lu Ming looked down at his feet, and saw the same two iron chains locked at his ankles.
A surge of anger surged in Lu Ming's heart, and a sneer appeared on his lips. He looked like this, and it was obvious that this was something that his good brother, who was always so close to him, could have done.
Lu Ming closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, suppressed the sadness and anger in his heart, and poured spiritual energy into the palm of his hand, but was surprised to find that the spiritual energy that was originally full in his body was now completely gone. Lu Ming gritted his teeth and tried again, but it was still empty as before.
"Brother, don't waste your energy. This is an iron chain made of black iron. Even if you have spiritual energy now, you can't destroy it."
Lu Ming looked up at the young man in front of him, with a hint of resentment in his eyes. He said coldly: "Sang Wusheng, what do you want to do?"
Sang Wusheng lowered his eyes to hide the loneliness in his eyes, then raised his head again, walked forward with a slight smile, put the food box on the only stone table in the cave, opened the lid and said softly: "I made the food that my brother likes, eat it while it's hot, you have been unconscious for seven days, you must be hungry."
Lu Ming laughed coldly, "At this point, you still want to keep pretending?" Lu Ming smiled and raised the iron chain on his wrist, "If you want to kill me, just come."
Sang Wusheng's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and even his voice became a little unstable, "Brother, do you have to say these things to provoke me? Why don't you understand that I can even sacrifice my life for you, so how could I hurt you."
Lu Ming clenched his fists tightly, trying to make his voice sound calm. He said calmly, "From the day we first met, I have never owed you anything. If you don't want to kill me, then let me go."
Sang Wusheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, with a trace of anger in his eyes, and sneered: "Let you go back so that you can reunite with Fushu? Don't dream, you can only look at me in this life, I will make sure you will never think of anyone else."
Lu Ming said angrily, "Sang Wusheng, don't go too far."
Sang Wusheng's eyes were red, and he looked very shocking. He leaned forward, got close to Lu Ming's face, stared at him and said, "While you were unconscious, I had already sent dozens of people to West Town. They must have arrived now. Now, with just one order from me, Fu Shu and Shao Ji will be killed in an instant. Brother, are you really going to leave?"
Lu Ming bit his trembling lips, closed his eyes tiredly, unwilling to speak again. Sang Wusheng reached out and stroked Lu Ming's face, his fingers stopped on Lu Ming's lips, gently wiped away the blood, his voice as gentle as ever, "Since I met you, you have dominated all my emotions and reason. If I let you go, I don't know what I will do."
Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked at Sang Wusheng with deep fatigue in his eyes, "You are really a lunatic."
Sang Wusheng's eyes darkened, he leaned close to Lu Ming and laughed softly, "Yes, I am a lunatic, and lunatics like to do crazy things. Now everything has been known by my brother, I don't want to hide anything anymore, so many years of patience has driven me crazy."
Lu Ming was a little dazed by the naked lust in Sang Wusheng's eyes. He instinctively wanted to step back, but was suddenly pulled hard by Sang Wusheng. His arms tightly held his body, and a pair of warm lips pressed against Lu Ming's lips without hesitation.
Lu Ming's screams were drowned in the kiss that swept over like a storm. The bloody and violent kiss almost made Lu Ming lose consciousness, and he could only be forced to endure the fierce entanglement of lips and tongues. Lu Ming's struggle seemed vulnerable in front of him. Sang Wusheng was so stubborn that he almost insisted. He used his tongue to pry open Lu Ming's tightly closed lips and forced him to entangle with him, as if only a kiss could allow him to find an outlet that he had been unable to vent. It was more like he urgently needed to prove his absolute possession of the person in front of him, and no one could take away his treasure.
Lu Ming suddenly came to his senses and bit Sang Wusheng's tongue. Sang Wusheng seemed to have expected Lu Ming to do this, and he pinched Lu Ming's jaw with one hand, not giving him any chance to close his teeth.
The kiss lasted for several minutes before it ended. Lu Ming stared at Sang Wusheng's face, which was so close to him, without saying a word. Sang Wusheng was irritated by the coldness in Lu Ming's eyes. He treated him like this, but he didn't even react. His eyes were still as cold as before, just like he had moved a huge rock and thrown it into the lake with great difficulty, but the imagined sound didn't come out. This realization made him feel a strong sense of frustration.
The less you can get, the more you want to use any means necessary to get it.
Even though he hated her and she resented him, she still wanted him to belong to her completely, and only to him.
It's like a person walking alone in the desert, seeing an oasis is like being saved. And Luming is such an existence for Sang Wusheng. In the past days, he could only hide his thoughts deep inside, fearing that he didn't cover it up well enough. Whenever he wanted to touch him, he held back and didn't dare to reach out.
And now, this person was right under him, so close to him that he could almost never imagine that he could touch him with just one hand. This could almost drive Sang Wusheng crazy, and he was willing to give everything for him.
Sang Wusheng stretched out his hand and pulled off Lu Ming's clothes. The white and lean chest was so close to him that he couldn't help but hold his breath. He touched the warm skin with his trembling hands, and the beautiful touch of skin between his fingers almost made him lose control.
Sang Wusheng's actions gave Lu Ming a bad feeling. He felt a chill on his back and his body began to tremble.
Lu Ming struggled hard, trying to shake off the fingers caressing his chest, but his spiritual energy was taken away, and the kiss before seemed to have sucked all the strength out of his body. Lu Ming's actions did not slap Sang Wusheng's hand away, but in Sang Wusheng's eyes, his weak and powerless actions seemed more like a refusal.
As if encouraged, Sang Wusheng was no longer willing to endure it. He bent down and pressed Lu Ming's two arms, which were in the way, to his sides.
At this moment, Sang Wusheng's tall figure pressed down on Lu Ming. If Lu Ming still couldn't see Sang Wusheng's true purpose, he would be blind.
Feeling shocked and absurd, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel scared.
Lu Ming said in a trembling voice: "Sang Wusheng, don't do anything you will regret. Instead of doing this, you might as well just kill me with a knife."
Sang Wusheng, who had lost his mind in lust and control, caressed the smooth lines of his body with great affection, and sucked on Lu Ming's neck, leaving ambiguous marks. He raised his head and caressed Lu Ming's cheek tenderly, and said in a fascinated look: "Regret? No, brother. What I regret most is why I didn't lock you up here earlier, wasting so many years. If I had locked you up here earlier, wouldn't you have been mine a long time ago?"
Sang Wusheng's slender white fingers moved back and forth on Lu Ming's cheeks, and finally he used his fingertips to outline Lu Ming's thin lip line like a fascination.
"Besides, how could I bear to kill you?" Sang Wusheng continued, and at the same time, he used his lower body to push the powerless Lu Ming ambiguously, "I will make you so comfortable that you will never think of anyone except me."
Lu Ming’s face turned pale.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Wusheng immediately leaned over and continued his previous actions tirelessly, but his actions were more urgent and rough than any previous time, as if to continue to prove that he was possessing the other person. While their lips and teeth were intertwined, Sang Wusheng pressed Lu Ming's two naked arms to the top of his head, while his other hand was kneading his perky buttocks in an ambiguous way, and then slowly reached towards Lu Ming's private parts that he rarely touched.
Lu Ming was shocked and anxious, and shouted angrily, "Sang Wusheng, how dare you..."
The rest of the words were all kissed into Sang Wusheng's mouth.
Sang Wusheng stood up and slowly took off his clothes, and a young and beautiful male body suddenly appeared before his eyes. Sang Wusheng is indeed the male protagonist in the stallion novel. In addition to his own golden finger, his appearance is also first-class. He is as handsome as a god, but he does not lose his masculinity. Even his body seems to be a perfect masterpiece carved by God himself. Even though Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng have known each other for several years, he was confused by his appearance for a while. But he soon came to his senses, gnashing his teeth as he looked at the huge thing under Sang Wusheng's crotch, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. Is it true that his anus is in danger today?
Sang Wusheng smiled, deliberately releasing the unique charm of the demon clan. His eyes were full of temptation when he looked at Luming, and his voice was so sweet that Luming could hardly resist. He leaned close to Luming's ear, bit his sensitive earlobe, and whispered: "I know this is my sensitive part. Every time you complain that your hair is too long and insist on asking me to wash it for you, I can't help but touch it here, making you squint your eyes in comfort and even let out an ambiguous moan."
Lu Ming recalled the scene in Sang Wusheng's words. It was a normal action at that time, but now it sounded so ambiguous that he couldn't help but feel his cheeks getting hot again and again. His body couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Sang Wusheng with shame and pain in his eyes, "You... are so shameless!"
Sang Wusheng didn't mind and used his fingers to rub Luming's waist in an ambiguous way. He suddenly turned Luming over with a force, lifted his hips, put him in a kneeling position, and then attached his hot body to Luming again, and flexibly stroked Luming's crotch with his fingers. Luming's eyes flashed with forbearance, but he was powerless to resist. He could only let Sang Wusheng touch the part of his body that was gradually rising. His cheeks were involuntarily stained with lustful light, and his eyes became more and more confused, until a slight moan came out of his mouth, which made him suddenly sober up. He lowered his head with a blushing face and bit his lips tightly to prevent the uncontrollable moan from escaping from his mouth again.
Sang Wusheng pressed his lips against Luming's back, giving him a series of hot kisses. His other hand forced open Luming's tightly closed lips, and his fingers were inserted into his mouth, stirring back and forth erotically. Luming's eyes became even more confused, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, making him look even more lewd.
The red in Sang Wusheng's eyes became even more intense, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Every time I can only release myself by thinking about my brother. Now everything about my brother, even his sexual desire, can only be controlled by me." After that, Sang Wusheng's nimble fingers exerted force suddenly, and an extreme numbness spread along the spine throughout the body, giving Lu Ming goose bumps all over. He could no longer hold back and let out a low cry, completely releasing himself.
Sang Wusheng held the white liquid in his hand in front of Lu Ming's eyes, then put his finger into his mouth to taste it, and laughed softly, "It tastes very strong, it seems that brother hasn't done it himself for a long time."
Lu Ming looked at Sang Wusheng in astonishment as he slowly licked the white liquid in his hand. It took him a long time to react. His face suddenly turned red, and he gasped and said angrily, "Don't you want to have sex with me? Then don't say unnecessary nonsense."
Sang Wusheng smiled coldly, paused the finger between his lips, and while Lu Ming hadn't reacted, he inserted it fiercely into Lu Ming's tight vagina.
Lu Ming gasped, his face pale with pain. The dry blood opening was suddenly penetrated by a finger. In addition to the pain, the more intense feeling was the discomfort of being violated rashly, and it was the person he had always regarded as his younger brother. This feeling of shame mixed with love almost instantly turned into inexplicable palpitations and excitement.
Sang Wusheng's fingers kept going in and out of the xue. Lu Ming tilted his head back, with physiological tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. The intense discomfort almost made him burst into tears. His hips kept retracting in an attempt to escape this indescribable strange feeling.
Sang Wusheng sighed softly, "Brother's vagina is so tight, what if he gets hurt later?"
Lu Ming was trembling all over, and he said intermittently: "Don't... call me brother again... you don't deserve it."
Sang Wusheng snorted coldly and inserted a finger into the still tight entrance. He ignored Lu Ming's unbearable moans and thrust his finger in and out quickly without hesitation. He said coldly, "Brother is now pinned down by me, but you still want to act like a brother and order me around. Today I want to show you how your brother fucks you."
After that, Sang Wusheng turned Lu Ming over and put another finger into the hole. Three fingers kept going in and out, and the ambiguous sound of water reached Lu Ming's ears clearly, making him purse his lips tightly in shame, trying to hold back the pleasure gradually coming from his back hole. His face flushed more and more, looking extremely charming.
Seeing that her vagina had gradually softened, Sang Wusheng spread Luming's two slender white thighs apart, and placed his burning lower body at the entrance of her vagina, ready to go. He stared at Luming with burning eyes, his lips trembling slightly with excitement, and the attachment and admiration in his eyes almost made Luming lose his mind.
Sang Wusheng said in a low voice: "Brother, watch carefully how I enter your body, making you feel pain because of me and climax because of me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge penis thrust forward violently, Lu Ming's pupils contracted instantly, and his brain went blank.
Sang Wusheng hugged Luming tightly, but he dared not move his lower body. The tight and hot honeypot made him unable to control himself. He was extremely comfortable and panting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his red eyes were filled with frightening desire. He endured and dared not move again, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you are mine."
The pain in his lower body seemed to spread throughout his body in a second. Lu Ming's face turned pale. The huge thing in his body made it difficult for him to ignore it. Lu Ming's eyes were red because of the pain. The huge psychological barrier and physical pain made his heart fragile and vulnerable, but he still gritted his teeth and held on. He almost exhausted all his strength and sneered at Sang Wusheng: "Don't even think about it."
Sang Wusheng laughed softly and said, "You are still being stubborn. I will prove to my brother later whether you are mine or not."
After that, Sang Wusheng began to move violently, hitting the stimulating spot deep inside with every thrust. When the pain slowly faded, strange pleasure gradually came from the intercourse area, making Lu Ming's whole body hot, his white body turned pink, and the indescribable happiness made him bite his lips tightly.
Sang Wusheng's movements did not pause for a moment. Lu Ming's whole body was constantly rising and falling due to his thrusts. The unique feeling of pain and pleasure intertwined made his face more and more rosy. Sweat kept dripping down his cheeks. His eyes were stained with the mist of lust. His fingers were tightly pinching the soft fur mat under his body. Low and hoarse moans kept overflowing from his mouth, becoming clearer and clearer in the cave.
Sang Wusheng reached out and picked up Luming and sat him on top of him. This position allowed the two of them to become even more deeply connected. Luming cried softly, his head resting weakly on Sang Wusheng's shoulder, his body moving up and down with Sang Wusheng's movements. Sang Wusheng's lust was aroused by Luming's voice, and he pulled Luming into the abyss of lust again and again, as if only by continuous intercourse could he completely possess the other and leave his mark on the other.
Lu Ming was dazed by Sang Wusheng's horrible desire. Pain and pleasure were constantly intertwined, pushing him to the peak of extreme happiness countless times. Time passed by, but Sang Wusheng still did it tirelessly again and again, until Lu Ming's body could no longer bear it and fell into a coma. In a trance, Sang Wusheng's low and slightly suppressed voice rang in his ears.
He leaned close to Lu Ming's ear and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I don't want to hurt you. I have waited for you for so long, and I just want to give my whole life to you, but you just left without any attachment and left me alone. I have no other way to keep you."
Lu Ming felt a sudden pain in his heart and raised his arms to cover his eyes to block the tears that were quietly sliding down the corners of his eyes.
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