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 felt a spark of excitement. It was one of his favourite acts because it was so incredibly intimate. It always turned him on a great deal when they did it, and made him want to be fucked silly. But tonight they didn't have any condoms so that was out of the question.
Zhang Zhehan kissed his chest and pinched his nipples, before licking at them, feeling them stiffen under his tongue. He reached down and took Yang Yang's hard cock into his hand and started stroking it.
Yang Yang writhed as he moaned with pleasure. He pulled Zhang Zhehan's face up to his and kissed him deeply, his tongue sliding across Zhang Zhehan's own slippery wet tongue. He exhaled into Zhang Zhehan's mouth, his breaths were slowly becoming pants. Zhang Zhehan's hand stimulated him below, he could feel himself becoming harder as the excitement mounted.
He pulled down Zhang Zhehan's shorts, freeing that huge erection from the confines of the clothes. Reaching out for it, he rolled it around in his hand, feeling the heat, its weight, and the sheer power of it. This thick cock was capable of making him lose his mind when it was buried deep inside him.
"Mmm." Zhang Zhehan plunged his tongue deep into Yang Yang's mouth. The love confession of his boyfriend had stirred primal something in him. He wanted to completely possess this man. He wanted to gaze into his fox-like eyes and join with his soul; he wanted to swallow all his words and keep them in his heart. Zhang Zhehan felt this overwhelming need to be one with him.
He didn't know how to say it, but he knew deep inside that he loved Yang Yang too.
Zhang Zhehan ended the kiss and straddled Yang Yang's legs. He positioned their genitals together, his balls resting right next to Yang Yang's. His mouth dry, he nudged Yang Yang's cock with his own. Yang Yang's cock twitch in response.
Yang Yang impatiently reached down and lined their cocks against the other. He gasped, feeling the scorching heat of Zhang Zhehan's throbbing cock against his own, and the gentle pressure of Zhang Zhehan's balls as they bumped against his. He wrapped his fingers over the two cocks and started stroking them both.
"Oh baby..." Zhang Zhehan looked down at the extremely erotic sight of their most private parts frotting together. He could feel Yang Yang's heat up against his entire length. This was what he wanted, the closest intimacy and mutual pleasure with no annoying rubber between them.
He stared transfixed at their cocks rubbing against the other, feeling the maddeningly hot friction. The cocks seemed to glow red as the simultaneous stimulation sent them into rapture.
"Ahh!" Yang Yang jerked from the sensations. Zhang Zhehan whipped his head up to observe his reaction. Yang Yang's unconstrained response to pleasure was always such a turn-on. Zhang Zhehan stared at that adam's apple which was offered to him as Yang Yang arched his head back. Giving in to temptation, he bent down lightly bit it as Yang Yang jerked them off.
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