Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

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*Belt whipping to orgasm, limiting ejaculation.

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As the girl watched, Baldwin initially pulled Yaheng in a decent manner. After turning the corner, the man grabbed Yaheng's arm and squeezed it tightly, causing Yaheng to frown in pain. He wanted to break free from Baldwin's grip, but was dragged directly into the stairwell.

"Are you hiding from me?" the man pushed him against the wall and asked coldly.

"I didn't." Alarm bells rang in Yaheng's heart, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, even though he was now pressed against the wall like a little chicken.

Baldwin narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, as if trying to find out if he was lying - the answer was obvious, Yaheng's eyes wandered around guiltily, and cold sweat was about to drip down.

The man snorted knowingly, "You have."

"I didn't." Yaheng still refused to admit it, and he even answered very quickly.

Hearing this, Baldwin seemed to be speechless. He lifted his bangs with his palm and held his forehead with his hand, saying, "You idiot, you pissed me off... Come home with me later."

"I won't." Yaheng refused without thinking.

Baldwin took a deep breath and tried his best to put on a good-tempered smile, "I'm not planning on doing anything... I just want to check how your hole is recovering." He paused and sneered.

"After all, I beat one to pieces, and I fucked the other to pieces."

When he said this, his eyes were sinister, and Yaheng, who was pinned against the wall and unable to move, couldn't help but shiver. Just by hearing this, his legs felt a little weak.

Perhaps it was because the blond youth's face had turned slightly red, Baldwin smiled knowingly, leaned over to whisper in Yaheng's ear, "Either we go to the bathroom now, take off your pants, lie on the public toilet, and spread your butt for me to see, or we go to my house and watch."

He casually reminded, "...public toilets are dirty and there's a chance you'll get caught. My home is very sanitary and there's no one else at home."

Baldwin took two steps back and smiled gently at Yaheng who was twisting his fingers in confusion, "...If you don't let me check, I won't let you go."

"Choose."

Baldwin crossed his arms and blocked Yaheng in the stairwell. The blond young man leaned against the wall and was silent for a long time before he raised his head and gave the answer in an inaudible voice.

"...Go to your home."

Baldwin seemed very anxious. As soon as they took off their shoes at the entrance, Baldwin dragged Yaheng to the bedroom.

In front of the familiar big bed, Baldwin reached out and pushed the stunned young man. Yaheng was startled and subconsciously hugged Baldwin's neck, and the two of them fell on the soft bed.

Baldwin originally wanted to throw Yaheng on the bed, but he was dragged down and pressed on top of Yaheng. The enemy who was around his neck had a hazy look in his eyes, and his fleshy mouth suddenly hit his collarbone, as if he was offering a kiss.

Without thinking, Baldwin opened his mouth and bit Yaheng's lower lip. He ground the piece of meat in his mouth with his canine teeth and hooked up the other's tongue to suck it.

Before Yaheng could react, he was kissed, and it was a very satisfying kiss. He was so dizzy from the kiss that he was easily led by the other party. The other party's tongue licked his sensitive palate, forcing him to swallow the saliva that passed over, one mouthful after another, and Baldwin would thoughtfully let him go at regular intervals to let him breathe.