Yunfeng's story

Chapter 19

From that day on, my male pet life began.Director Shen is very energetic. He called me to serve him in the hotel every now and then. At first he deliberately acted like he was sympathetic, but later, for some reason, his attitude towards me became more and more rough. .

It was raining heavily outside the window, and with the familiar whistles, I knew that he was waiting for me in the car downstairs again.

The lights in the room were dimmed, and only when the lightning flashed could he see his ferocious face clearly, as if he was in a devil's den.

"Take off your clothes!" He ordered me word by word.My body trembled slightly, and the fist I had just clenched slowly loosened again, and finally I chose to obey as always.

Following his lustful eyes, I unbuttoned my clothes one by one, exposing my body in front of him without reservation.As for what his next second will look like?My mind went blank.

He slowly walked in front of me, it felt like he was admiring a perfect sculpture.I closed my eyes and tried not to pay attention to everything around me, especially this pig-like guy who disgusted me.

After a while, he said coldly, "Put them on!"

I was a little surprised, opened my eyes suddenly, but saw a set of expensive black suit, white shirt, white underwear, white socks, a dark red tie and a pair of exquisite glasses in front of me.

I raised my head, and what I met was still a pair of cold eyes.

I struggled in my heart for a long time, but I still couldn't find a reason to refuse, so I could only wear those clothes on myself one by one according to his intention.

He pulled open the curtains vigorously, and the room was suddenly much brighter than before. Between lightning and thunder, there was an indescribable ambiguity in his eyes.

"It's like this, it's like this, I knew that wearing this, even the stars in those movies can't compare to him." His appearance seemed to be close to madness.

who is he?will it be meSuch questions could not help flashing through my mind.

He rushed over suddenly, and pressed me down on the bed like a storm, how I put on those clothes, and how he peeled them off one by one.

"The curtains are not drawn, you can see it from the outside!" I yelled.

He ignored it and frantically kissed my eyes, nose, lips, chest, all the way down to the humiliating cock.I couldn't help asking myself, what's wrong with me, just let a man who doesn't love at all crazily hit and vent in my body?Me, what am I?

I couldn't help thinking of Xiaofeng, the little boy who was trembling and crying in the rain, my only confidant, but where are you now?

I closed my eyes, and replaced all the humiliation I have suffered now with the beautiful moments with Xiaofeng before, and I seemed to return to that night many years ago in an instant, Xiaofeng and I embraced together, ecstasy Kissing each other, the feeling of happiness filled my whole body, at that moment, my world exploded ahead of schedule.

In the confusion, he also released his own essence, and fell asleep beside me with a deep sense of satisfaction.I had no choice but to return to the cruel reality. Looking at his greedy appearance, I wished I could kill him immediately with a knife.

I gritted my teeth, but all the hostility was dissipated by the cowardice in my heart. Suddenly, I was surprised to hear him call out warmly beside the pillow: "Liang, I love you." I Could not help but stay there.

Am I just a stand-in for that person?

No matter what, his attitude towards me seemed to be getting better gradually, and he bought me some clothes, books, tapes and other things from time to time, and once he specially asked me to look at his young photos in his office.

Strangely, in the world of black and white, there is a color photo inadvertently.I hurriedly picked it up and saw that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a black suit, red tie, white shirt, and a pair of glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose. He looked gentle and handsome, as if he had seen it somewhere.Seeing that I was fascinated by it, he introduced him: "His name is Song Siliang. He was a student of mine when I was teaching in high school. He had good grades and was pretty. Unfortunately..."

Song Siliang, Liang, is it the person he never forgets?

"Where is he now?" I couldn't help but raised my head and asked.His eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and he said lightly after a long silence: "Dead, he died of illness before finishing high school."

I stared at him blankly, it turned out that he is also a poor person...