Smash hit Word of Honor catapulted Zhang Zhehan and Gong Jun to the top of the idol charts. But this well-deserved success is a double-edged sword.
How will they juggle the demands of their newfound fame, balance the relationship with one another a...
Yang Yang reached the villa first. He quickly tapped the keycard and opened the door, before entering and closing it behind him. Zhang Zhehan would reach in a few seconds. Yang Yang did not bother switching on the lights, but headed directly to the pool, shedding his clothes as he did so.
The moment he slipped into the water he heard the door open and slam shut. He positioned himself alluringly in the pool as he watched Zhang Zhehan follow his trail of clothes and emerge from the villa.
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Zhang Zhehan was panting heavily and he raked his eyes over Yang Yang's naked body shimmering in the water. He stripped off his own clothes, his erection springing free from the confines of his underwear. From the water Yang Yang gave him a satisfied smile and licked his lips.
It was such a primal and erotic gesture. Unable to resist a moment longer Zhang Zhehan lowered himself into the water and swam over to Yang Yang. But he did not reach out for him yet. After a few encounters with Yang Yang, he had started to learn how to play his waiting game of tease.
Yang Yang looked at him under the moonlight. His hair was slicked back, and water dripped down to his pale shoulders. His eyes held an unreadable expression but the corners of his lips still held the hint of a smirk. Zhang Zhehan stood in front of him. He did not bother to conceal his heavy breathing; instead he purposely let his hot breath wash over Yang Yang's jade-like skin which had been cooled by the water.
To which Yang Yang laughed, his voice as gentle as the leaves which rustled in the night breeze.
"No, you didn't catch me." Yang Yang replied in a seductive tone. "You didn't touch me yet."
At once Zhang Zhehan realized that he had fallen into Yang Yang's trap again. Shaking his head in resignation, Zhang Zhehan admitted defeat and reached down for Yang Yang's cock. As Yang Yang gasped at the sudden pleasure, Zhang Zhehan plunged his tongue into his open mouth in an aggressive kiss.
They frenched passionately in the water. The night air was filled with the heated panting of the two men, as well as discreet splashes of water as Zhang Zhehan moved his hand. Yang Yang moaned and squirmed in Zhang Zhehan's embrace as Zhang Zhehan fondled him and stroked his cock. He threw his neck back and Zhang Zhehan immediately rained kisses and nibbles on the porcelain skin. He licked up every drop of water which still ran down in rivulets.
Yang Yang closed his eyes as he indulged his senses. The heat of Zhang Zhehan's hand contrasted against the slight chill of the water, the same way his hot tongue and breaths warmed his skin which had been cooled by the water and night breeze. He enjoyed the way Zhang Zhehan kissed his neck, the gentle sounds of the trees and the hypnotic sloshes of water. All of these were arousing him to no end. He reached down and adjusted Zhang Zhehan's grip, showing him again how he liked to be held. He groaned loudly as Zhang Zhehan got it correct
