A SINGLE'S DIARY (🔞 YiZhan fanfiction)

Chapter 7

"Such ninja moves, my son," Naying's teasing remark after his son had finished dealing with Sean's 'coming-over' agenda.

"What ninja moves are you talking about, Mom?"

"Oh, nothing. Sweet dreams my dear..." Naying jokingly bid before turning around for an evening rest.

Just as Yibo was about to enter his room, his phone made a short beep. He was dumbfounded to see himself and Sean in stills when he opened his Wechat. The sudden shock gradually turned into a smile while looking at the pictures...

"Mom, really..." Yibo talking to himself while shaking his head for his Mom's teasing. His Mom sent some snapshots of him and Sean while they were in the garage.

(Admit it Yibo, your ears are clapping 😁😉)

It's almost midnight but Yibo can't sleep. He keeps tossing and turning, then looks at his phone repeatedly. His mind keeps going back to Sean...his innocent aura and his fervent desires written on his diary. Just the thought of the titillating entries on Sean's diary, he suddenly feel his manhood having a hard on and heat slowly build up on his body.

"Damn, I need to cool down again!" he muttered to himself. He stood up and went inside the bathroom to wash away the disturbing heat.

Head up, he closed his eyes while standing under the shower. Not long after, an image of him and Sean took shape and another fantasy played on his imagination...

We're both naked under the shower, water sluicing down over our bodies. I watch his eyes as he rubs the soapy mitt on my arms and then to my torso. Sean drops his gaze on my chest, making my crests harden. He swipes the mitt slowly upward, trailing towards the top of my chest, making me sigh with pleasure. Then he swiped the mitt down my stomach, stopping just short at the juncture between my thighs.

Letting the mitt fall at the floor, he kneeled and took my cock into his warm hand, caressing and stroking. He even played his thumb on the tip of my mushroom head, making me arch my back from such sensual finger work. I tried not to moan nor let him know how definitely his touch was affecting me but his hand was like a velvet enveloping my proud maleness. I was being sweetly tortured down there but my whole body was affected...so aroused.

Sean wasn't contented with just stroking me.
He delivers a soft lick on the jade pillar between my thighs. I moaned shamelessly when his tongue bestowed another hot playful lick. Again and again, his tongue served me sweet tortures.

Just as when I think I'll go mad, he grips my hips and eases my huge hard cock inside his soft warm cavern. Now I don't have a choice but to cry out for him, moans of pleasure leaving me at each intense stroke of his mouth, slurping and sucking, added with his tongue's playful brushes on my tip each time he bobbed up.

I held onto his head and shoulder to brace myself coz I feel I like my legs are getting weak from his mouth's torturous strokes. The pleasure drives me to moaning my climax, forgetting to pull my sword out before the blissful release.

"Aaahhhhhh...!"

As the phenomenal orgasm finally fades, it was only then that Yibo remembered he was in the shower all by himself.

(Whew...give me a vote now please...🔥🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵🤪🤪🤪)

An hour later, Yibo was in deep slumber.

~~~😉😉😉~~~

When Sean arrived on his pad, he quickly scanned his diary and made some quick notes about his day. After putting it on a safe place, he took a shower and afterwards began to work on his entry for WE's graphic ad designing competition. Since it was his forte, he was able to finish his craft before midnight. He checked on it carefully and the pertinent documents needed before retiring for the night.