“We can do it, Ge. I’m begging… Do it with me,” Qin Youyou said in a low voice that hid a sob.

Wei Dong reached out and wrapped him in his arms. “I know you’re not well. It’s okay. You can cry if you want to.”

“I want to do it with you… I want to be closer to you,” Qin Youyou’s eyes stared at Wei Dong’s shoulder. “Not like it was in the park, not for the money in your pocket… I haven’t done it with someone I like. Ge, I like… I like how good you are to me, and I want more of it…”

Wei Dong said nothing.

Qin Youyou stared at him, the tears in his puffy eyes were sparkling. “Do you want to, Ge? Are you willing to be good to me a bit more?”

“I want to, Youyou, it’s just—”

Qin Youyou kissed him.

Wei Dong didn’t avoid it. But he also didn’t respond.

Qin Youyou carefully probed and kissed him for a while before lifting his head to look at him.

Wei Dong’s pupils deepened, indescribable emotions were roiling in them.

Qin Youyou nibbled his lower lip, sucked and gently tugged on it.

In the end, Wei Dong abandoned resistance. He took a deep breath and held the back of Qin Youyou’s head as he kissed him hard.

The two people said nothing further. The kiss felt unfamiliar—they had no previous experience and it was a bit clumsy, the emotions that surged up burned fiercely.

Gasping next to ears, mouths rubbing together, limbs that started to tingle and go numb, the tremors in the chests…

Wei Dong held the back of Qin Youyou’s neck with one hand while the other kneaded his thigh then moved down to his buttocks, firmly rubbing all the while.

That buttocks was a little thin with almost no meat on it. Wei Dong’s palm could grip more than half of it.

He liked it so much he didn’t want to ever let it go.

Qin Youyou groped around Wei Dong’s pants. His pale face was suffused with a red blush, his lips already sucked red and glistening. His eyelashes drooped down and trembled—he didn’t dare to look into Wei Dong’s eyes.

Clothing worn in summer is light and loose-fitting—when the cock was easily freed it sprang up, and the feeling of it blanked out Qin Youyou’s brain.

He used both hands to hold the intimidating length. While stroking it, he pushed his face into the crook of Wei Dong’s neck. Wei Dong gasped for air and reached out to gently hold Qin Youyou lower body. His hands opened his pants and pulled him out.

Qin Youyou’s throat gasped and he made a poor attempt to struggle.

Wei Dong lowered his head and then looked up with a smiling expression on his face.

With both lengths out and next to each other, the size contrast between them was vast. Qin Youyou grabbed Wei Dong’s chin to stop him from looking down. “Don’t look, don’t make fun of me…”

Wei Dong smiled and kissed his hand. “Don’t worry, mine is big enough.”

Qin Youyou’s face, eyes and ears flushed red.

Wei Dong’s palms were rough. He held the two cocks in his hand and stroked up and down, and Qin Youyou was so aroused by the feeling his waist softened. His entire body was supported by Wei Dong’s chest as he was panting and shaking.

Wei Dong had many more years on him—when it comes to using his hand, neither his experience nor his skill was something that Qin Youyou could resist.

He focused his attention on Qin Youyou’s smaller member, his finger rubbing around the tip, occasionally pushing into the little hole. Qin Youyou couldn’t help the sounds of “ah…mm” that came from his throat. When the fingernail lightly grazed along the slit on the top, Qin Youyou’s entire body lifted and trembled, all the strength leaving him.

A moment later his body arched up, his forehead touching Wei Dong’s shoulder. Wei Dong couldn’t see his expression but could see the pale slender legs straddling him were already stretched taunt, the toes curled up.

Wei Dong realised what it was—he used one hand to hold his waist, and the other hand sped up.

Qin Youyou was clinging tightly to his neck and came so hard it was almost like a convulsion.

His breathes were hurried and his entire body that was covered in sweat finally relaxed after its tensing.

Wei Dong’s thumb lightly wiped his tip. Qin Youyou’s entire body felt like it had an electric shock. He left out a soft whimper, almost like he was going to about to cry.

Wei Dong smiled and kissed his forehead and nose tip that was drenched in sweat. After a while Qin Youyou’s breathing returned to normal. His red face refused to open its eyes as Wei Dong lifted him by the butt and stood up. Qin Youyou got a fright and quickly grabbed on to his neck.

Wei Dong walked a few steps and then steadily placed him down on the bed. Qin Youyou didn’t move. Wei Dong looked at him and then lowered his head to kiss his lips, before kicking off his slippers and pressing up against him.

“Have your injuries healed?” He asked in a low voice.

“Mm,” Qin Youyou’s eyes were watery and he swallowed his saliva. In a small voice he answered, “they’ve healed…”

Wei Dong firmly held his thin waist between his hands, then reached into his T-shirt and pinched and kneaded his nipples. Qin Youyou’s entire body trembled and he wanted to curl up, while at the same time, like a devoted small animal, struggled to open up and offer himself up like a sacrifice.

Wei Dong took out condoms and lube from the bedside drawer. Squeezing some on to his hand, he spread it along the seam of his buttocks, slowly rotating his finger before pushing it inside.

Qin Youyou’s neck drew tight and his fingers clutched the bed sheet.

“Does it hurt?” Wei Dong was staring at his expression.

“No, it doesn’t hurt,” he responded with absolute certainty, as if he showing his devotion.

“If it hurts tell me, don’t endure it.”

After being opened with two fingers Qin Youyou couldn’t take it anymore—he opened up his legs wide and said, “It’s fine, Ge, come in…”

Wei Dong smiled and leaned down to kiss him. “It won’t be enough. Who do you think you’re looking down on?”

Qin Youyou’s entire face flushed red in response.

Wei Dong patiently opened him up more—he didn’t want to cause him any injury. Making love should a comfortable affair and it should satisfy both body and mind—there shouldn’t be any pain or suffering.

But when it really came time to enter, Qin Youyou clenched his jaw, gasping through his teeth, and his face couldn’t hide his pain.

“Is it very painful?” Wei Dong paused his movements.

“No… I like it, you can go on Ge…” Qin Youyou looked up at him, trying to relax. Wei Dong held him and pushed down on to his body, slowly going in then pulling out a little, and going in again and rubbing, before pulling out a little again, until he was down to the root. Wei Dong was holding his breath, his face sweating from holding back.

“Is this alright?” he asked.

Qin Youyou didn’t know if he was imagining it, but it felt like his belly was bulging slightly. He breathed deeply and like before said a firm, “It’s alright… I like it, Ge.”

Wei Dong kissed him for a bit then supporting him with both hands, hauled Qin Youyou’s legs over his waist and slowly began to thrust faster.

His member was long and thick, and it was pounding generously into Qin Youyou’s cavity—it was impossible for it to not touch the right spot.

It wasn’t long before Qin Youyou couldn’t hold on any longer—his back hole was being pounded rapidly, and that pleasurable feeling was surging up and coalescing like a large net, trapping him with absolutely nowhere to escape to.

The front part quickly trembled to stand at attention.

In contrast to the other, the delicate, finer, charming little cock stood erect, clear fluid flowing from the tiny hole on the head, dripping on to his belly and forming thin strands.

Qin Youyou bit his lip, trying to hold back the sounds wanting to come out.

“Are you comfortable?” Wei Dong didn’t stop his movements. Qin Youyou had experienced his physical strength before, and now it caused his heart to flutter even more.

“Ge… I…” Qin Youyou’s breathing was in chaos; his body grew tighter as he grabbed on to Wei Dong’s arm. “I’m going to come…”

“Not yet,” Wei Dong stopped his movements and pulled out. “Bear it a bit longer, it’s not good to do it too much.”

He picked up Qin Youyou and rolled him over. Lying him down and lifting him to kneel, he gripped his cheeks and pushed in again.

The feeling of that hard thing pushing back in to him made Qin Youyou’s scalp tingle. A wave of pleasure rolled over his back, leaving behind a fine layer of goosebumps.

Wei Dong gripped his hips and started thrusting again, the pah pah sounds louder than Qin Youyou’s attempt to stifle his moans.

Finally, Qin Youyou couldn’t hold it in anymore—he came for the second time with his rear entered.

“Ge, have… have you come yet?” he gasped out in bursts.

“Not yet…” Wei Dong had never thought that one day he would apologise for lasting too long. Qin Youyou really seemed to not be able to take anymore. “We can forget about it…”

“Not at all,” Qin Youyou said. “Ge, I’m fine. I definitely won’t come so easily…” He rejoiced and thought to himself, after having already come twice, there really won’t be anything left.

Wei Dong held him as he laid them down on their sides. He firmly lifted one of his legs with his arm and slowly entered from behind.

Qin Youyou felt he’d rejoiced a little too soon—the third time Wei Dong pushed into him, he almost cried.

“Ge…” His entire body was too weak and he could no longer hold on to Wei Dong’s arm. His face and neck were drenched in sweat, his hair limply falling across his forehead. “I can’t anymore… Ge… I really can’t…”

The moan turned into quiet sobs.

The veins on Wei Dong’s temple stretched tight. Still inside, he rolled over into a kneeling position, gripping onto Qin Youyou’s hip bones. “Almost, so close.”

The speed and intensity of the final thrusts was formidable—Qin Youyou didn’t have the ability to resist in the slightness. Just before Wei Dong released, he climaxed again.

He was like a tangled fish, jerking and twitching, and at a certain point, he seemed to lose consciousness.

TL note:

This is my first time TLing smut, so I hope I did okay. I wanted their first proper time to be less clinical than the first and I hope the language used reflected that.