面前这个男孩,大约170的个子,身材很匀称,漂亮的脸上带着腼腆的表情.他穿着一白色的T恤,一条黑色纯棉的运动裤,裤腿上有3条黄色的装饰条,裤裆里的凸起很明显,看得我真想马上捏一把.
我面对着他,把他推到墙角,伸手抓住他裤裆里那团已经微微突起的肉团,慢慢的揉搓着,也许他从来没被别的男人摸过身体,他忍不住呻吟了一声,仰着头,享受我给予他的来自下体揉捏的快感
我顺着他的裤裆手慢慢的往上移动,伸进他的T恤里抚摸他的身体,我触摸到他结实的小腹,还有胸膛,我把他的双举过头顶,用左手把他的双手按在墙上,
右手继续挑逗他的身体每一处敏感部位.他的呼吸越来越急促,脸上的红晕越来越明显,看到他微微张开的嘴唇,喉咙里发出沉沉的呻吟声,我凑上去,慢慢的吻他
的嘴唇,颈,耳朵,然后用舌头撬开他的牙关.我尽情的戏弄着他柔软的舌,然后.......................
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Wednesday, July 31, 2013
The Willow Tree
"Is it underneath the willow tree that I've been dreaming of?"
"Where is Love?"
LIONEL BART'S OLIVER!
Sometimes, on these late Autumn days, with an occasional squadron of geese flying in arrow point formation, as he craned his neck to see them, and in his heart, go with them, Oliver thought he was meant to sit here under the willow tree, barren and naked for Fall it was, and be as content as he could be. He sat with his knees drawn up against his chest, his forehead on his knees in his torn jeans, and felt the cold through his poor clothing and his inadequate too thin jacket. He was in love.
Love felt beautiful to Oliver and he wished the lake were closer by for another friend, in addition to the tree, for here after school, he contemplated forever; here he dwelt in no territory other than himself; he was not a weak small kid here; he was tall enough to touch the sun; strong enough to move the Earth; he was not a boy with shaggy hair, for price was too dear; he was a boy of melancholy and dreams and he was in love.
He was not glum; indeed, he was wide-eyed and everything seemed a miracle; breathing for one thing; the feel of his heart beating, for another; he loved looking at the stars at night; he even loved school, because he was good at his classes, and if he smiled little, that did not mean he did not smile inside himself, that he was supremely happy he was here; and Autumn come again, and it was here, as he had waited for it all year long; in decent, Oliver was in ascent; in making fortunes of the future, he was a master at it, and if who he was in love with was wrong, then he did not feel need to call a quorum to pass judgment on his whole being; on the stars inside himself; on the star stuff that made him part of the long, lonely sky.
He scratched his left ear and pulled himself tighter into a ball, for the wind blew cold; it might even snow soon and he smiled at that, really smiled, inside and out; oh give me the sky to fly in and give me eyes that know me above all else in the world; swing my life and bring me to a bright shiny apple of a golden sun and let me hear the words I love you.For Oliver was a boy of perspicacity; he was a boy who knew a sum total can be reached even if one is still very young and the ground round him very brown and very cold and very beautiful, all the cobalt night sinking down and in, all the woods over there bring him to me and let me touch; let me converse not with teachers or parents or even friends distant from me they may be; for he knew when he touched himself at night in his bed; for he knew when the pleasure wrapped round his body and said peaceful joy, that he would find him under that willow tree; that he would find him lost and dissembled; what people may have thought Oliver was, but was not.
The cold corridors of the world dressed in amber sun set today, and he now held his hands to his sides, arms straight out, and imagined the November seas he could be plowing through; the great human ship he was, and big and powerful and strong, not emaciated, not addicted to being only with himself; deep he was and the seas in him were formulation of other continents on other planets; other worlds that were spirals in the loose leaf notebook bindings that said whisper to him and tell him, lean over the forest of wooden chairs in the school room, and say, Joel, I love you and............
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Sometimes, on these late Autumn days, with an occasional squadron of geese flying in arrow point formation, as he craned his neck to see them, and in his heart, go with them, Oliver thought he was meant to sit here under the willow tree, barren and naked for Fall it was, and be as content as he could be. He sat with his knees drawn up against his chest, his forehead on his knees in his torn jeans, and felt the cold through his poor clothing and his inadequate too thin jacket. He was in love.
Love felt beautiful to Oliver and he wished the lake were closer by for another friend, in addition to the tree, for here after school, he contemplated forever; here he dwelt in no territory other than himself; he was not a weak small kid here; he was tall enough to touch the sun; strong enough to move the Earth; he was not a boy with shaggy hair, for price was too dear; he was a boy of melancholy and dreams and he was in love.
He was not glum; indeed, he was wide-eyed and everything seemed a miracle; breathing for one thing; the feel of his heart beating, for another; he loved looking at the stars at night; he even loved school, because he was good at his classes, and if he smiled little, that did not mean he did not smile inside himself, that he was supremely happy he was here; and Autumn come again, and it was here, as he had waited for it all year long; in decent, Oliver was in ascent; in making fortunes of the future, he was a master at it, and if who he was in love with was wrong, then he did not feel need to call a quorum to pass judgment on his whole being; on the stars inside himself; on the star stuff that made him part of the long, lonely sky.
He scratched his left ear and pulled himself tighter into a ball, for the wind blew cold; it might even snow soon and he smiled at that, really smiled, inside and out; oh give me the sky to fly in and give me eyes that know me above all else in the world; swing my life and bring me to a bright shiny apple of a golden sun and let me hear the words I love you.For Oliver was a boy of perspicacity; he was a boy who knew a sum total can be reached even if one is still very young and the ground round him very brown and very cold and very beautiful, all the cobalt night sinking down and in, all the woods over there bring him to me and let me touch; let me converse not with teachers or parents or even friends distant from me they may be; for he knew when he touched himself at night in his bed; for he knew when the pleasure wrapped round his body and said peaceful joy, that he would find him under that willow tree; that he would find him lost and dissembled; what people may have thought Oliver was, but was not.
The cold corridors of the world dressed in amber sun set today, and he now held his hands to his sides, arms straight out, and imagined the November seas he could be plowing through; the great human ship he was, and big and powerful and strong, not emaciated, not addicted to being only with himself; deep he was and the seas in him were formulation of other continents on other planets; other worlds that were spirals in the loose leaf notebook bindings that said whisper to him and tell him, lean over the forest of wooden chairs in the school room, and say, Joel, I love you and............
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Thursday, July 25, 2013
雙胞胎的遊戲
「欸，哲宇今天下午沒課吧！我們去網霸賽一場。」
「不了，今天下午我有工作。」
葉哲宇面對好友興致勃勃的模樣，稍嫌冷淡得拒絕。
「啊，你又要去家教啊！你不是很討厭那兩個死小鬼嗎？」
說到那兩個小鬼，葉哲宇臉瞬間垮了下來，無力的點點頭。
「我有什麼辦法，一堂課五千耶！要是你會不去？」
「那也要看啊，如果工作的對像會把我推到泛著蒸氣的熱水浴缸，我才不屑那些錢。」
葉哲宇嘆了口氣，將桌上的書收拾乾淨，上次被燙傷的部份仍隱隱作痛呢！
「再說，那兩個小鬼智商那麼高，會屑你這不出名大學畢業的家教，他們只是單純要整你的啦！」
「......也許你說的對，再被這樣整下去，我的皮早晚會被剝掉。我近幾天去辭職好了。」
「正確選擇。」
看箭好友豎起的姆指，葉哲宇又深深的嘆了口氣，一個身高一百八的大學生竟被兩個十五歲的小朋友整到落荒而逃，這件事傳出去肯定被笑死。
就在他想著如何說出辭職又不傷那兩個孩子的自尊時，口袋裡傳來鼓譟的聲音，那是他的手機。
看了看手機上頭的來電顯示，他一掃之前的憂鬱，開心的按下通話鍵。
“在做什麼？”
可琳甜美的聲音從那頭傳來，她可是葉哲宇追了好久終於到手的學妹。
「沒。剛要回家，怎麼了？」
“我想你。等會有空嗎？”
「恩.....我要去家教，可能沒辦法。對不起啦。」
“家教？真是的，那你上完Call我，我爸媽今晚要出去。”可琳對這一類話，說的一點都不害羞。
葉哲宇聽了，臉頓時紅了，有些不知所措的應了聲。
“那你是答應了。我有驚喜哦！期待吧！”
電話那頭，傳來了親吻的接觸聲後，她便掛上電話。
「今天也不全是壞事嘛！」
交往了三個禮拜，總算要從一壘下來了，說不定會直接全壘打呢！一想到之後的事，葉哲宇不免竊笑，自己終於要擺脫大學零戀愛記錄啦！
這樣想著，去家教的折磨彷彿減輕了許多。
可不曉得是天不從人願，亦是天氣預報忽然該死的準了，葉哲宇才出了家門沒多久，便起了個大雨。
原本想回去穿上雨衣，但一看錶才發現時間真的不早了，只要一想到雙胞胎會對遲到做什麼處罰，他就不自覺打個寒顫。
不顧與淋濕了一身衣，他催著摩托車的油門，再最後一分鐘趕到了目的地。
「啊，哲宇你來啦.....怎麼沒穿雨衣呢？這麼大雨！」
才到了門口，一名身材姣好的美婦就叫住成了落湯雞的葉哲宇。
「白小姐妳好，因為說好的時間要遲到了，所以顧不得雨衣就出門了。」
「噯，遲到一會不會有事的。而且不是說了嗎，叫我白太太就好，都一把年紀了被叫小姐可怪的。」
美婦掩嘴笑著，明明快四十歲了，卻不可否認仍那姣好的身材，保養甚好的皮膚看起來只不過三十出頭。
「才不會呢！妳那麼漂亮，叫小姐應該的。」葉哲宇發自內心的說。
「呵，哲宇的嘴巴這麼甜，一定很會哄女孩子！.....啊，我真是太糊塗了，怎麼讓你在雨中說話呢！」
美婦皺著眉，將葉哲宇拉到了客廳，白家是地區小有名氣的賈商，宅第雖沒有真正的豪宅華麗，卻有著另一種的獨特風華，是葉哲宇這些平民平日不可能接觸的。
只不過都來了這麼多次，該驚訝的都驚訝完了，葉哲宇只是淡淡的瞥了大廳一眼。
「全身都濕了。管家，拿個葉先生能穿的衣服來！....真是不好意思，下這麼大雨還讓你這麼特地跑來。」
「沒事沒事，笙竹和笙菊呢？」一進門沒瞧見那兩個小惡魔這點反而讓他比較訝異。
「那兩個啊，知道你今天要來，一下課就躲在房間，不曉得在弄什麼。」美婦瞧著樓梯，無奈的笑著。
.....一定是用來整我的.....葉哲宇只要一想到需要他們費時間準備的『遊戲』，他就不禁開始懷疑今天不抱病假是不是個錯誤決定。
「嗯，我公司還有事，那麼哲宇我先走了。」
看了一下錶，本來就準備出門的她朝著哲宇點了點頭。
「好的。.....那個，白小姐。」
「什麼事？」
正從一串鑰匙中挑出車鑰匙，她轉過頭看著不知如何起頭的葉哲宇。
「我.....可能無法再擔任笙竹和笙菊的家庭教師了。」
「咦，為什麼！？」
美婦驚訝的睜大眼，原本尋找鑰匙的動作也停了下來，「難道是因為時薪不夠？」
「不、不是的，你們開的條件很好，是......我的問題。」
總不能說被你的兩個兒子欺負的落荒而逃吧！葉哲宇苦笑，他總覺得背後的灼傷又開始泛疼了。
「這......說起來丟臉，之前已經有好幾個家教被我那兩個兒子整的落荒而逃，你是裡頭待最久的，我想笙竹和笙菊一定非常的喜歡你，難道沒有轉圜的餘地？」
被如此美麗的女人凝視，一般的男人馬上就低頭了，可是只要想到雙胞胎之後又會想出怎麼樣的把戲，他就一身雞皮疙瘩。
於是，葉哲宇只能歉意的笑了笑。
美婦無奈的低下頭，「你也有你的苦衷，那我就不多勸說了。我只是希望你在考慮看看。」
她嘆了聲，打開了玄關的門，走了出去。不一會就聽到BMW駛動的聲音。
葉哲宇吐了口氣，這才再度意識到自己仍穿著濕透了的衣服。
「少爺！你們怎麼會在這！」
拿著乾衣服走來的老管家，驀然的停在樓梯口，說著讓葉哲宇挫了一下的話。
頭一抬，便對上了雙胞胎的眼睛，雖然無法馬上辨識出是哥哥還是弟弟，但他隱約察覺是最令人頭痛的惡魔哥哥。
「你要走了。」笙竹走了下來，穿著最喜歡印有青竹圖案的休閒衣，眼睛裡帶著被背叛的憎恨。
「我......」
「是我們的錯嗎？」笙菊從笙竹後頭探出，眼神中難得有愧疚之色。
「不.....是私人原因。」
「騙子！」
笙竹一咬牙，將擺放在樓梯口的陶瓷娃娃翻倒，推開老管家跑上了房間。
「竹.....」雖然是自己恨的牙癢癢的小惡魔，但再看到笙竹的模樣，心中馬上傳來應該留下來的呼喚。
「葉哥哥是笨蛋！」
笙菊甩過頭，也跑回了房間。老管家緩緩的嘆了口氣，有些責備的看著葉哲宇，「小少爺們非常喜歡您啊。請容我說句話，少爺們之所以老是整您，是因為想讓您注意到他們啊......」
這大概是一般小孩都有的心理，葉哲宇知道，只不過他們所做的舉動實在是太嚇人了，他自認心臟還沒強到可以容忍到那個地步。
不曉的如何回應的葉哲宇，只能用沉默來代替辯白。老管家看了他一眼，將乾淨的衣服遞上去，「去洗個澡。要是夫人知道你感冒，會責備我的。今天仍算是你的工作時間，請好好陪著少爺們。」
葉哲宇接過衣服，朝老管家點了點頭，逕自走向位於二樓的浴室。
他曾上廁所來過幾次，卻沒有一次像現在這樣躺臥在浴缸裡。白家的浴缸說大不大，說小嘛到也容的下四五人同時泡著。
脫下已經有些乾的衣服，葉哲宇摘下眼鏡小心的放在一旁，看起來主要以泡澡為主的浴室，淋浴設備顯得簡陋許多，他抱著反正最後一次了，就奢侈一點的心態，將水轉開。
嘩啦啦的熱水滾落至由磁磚打造的浴缸，不一會便盈滿了水，莫約七坪的浴室便充斥著白晃晃的水氣。
葉哲宇赤裸著全身坐在浴缸邊，手划過終於平靜的水，溫熱有些燙手讓淋雨而有些失溫的他感到一陣舒適，有些迫不及待的浸下水。
「哇！真舒服，有錢人真好，還自動控溫哩！」
他有些忘形，舒適的水讓原本抑鬱的心情大解放，將身體在往下滑，讓水浸到脖子，他舒暢的呼了聲。
這時，浴室的門被打了開來，原以為是老管家的他不甚在意，閉起眼睛感受著水的溫適。
忽然，水花漸起的聲音打破了他想輕鬆的念頭，睜開眼，此時雙胞胎一左一右的靠著他，精明的細長眼睛打量著他。
「你、你們幹麻？」
「泡澡啊！」笙菊目不轉睛看著葉哲宇胸前亞麻色的凸起。
被雙胞胎打量的不好意思，葉哲宇滑開水去到了浴缸的另一頭，沒想到雙胞胎竟跟了過來。
「葉哥，既然你都要走了，讓我們幫你刷刷背嘛！」
明明剛剛一臉快要哭的模樣，笙竹此時卻蕩起奇妙的笑容，不等葉哲宇回答，便滑到他背後。
「不、不用了啦！」
天知道他們會做什麼，像上次說要幫自己按摩，結果將一隻手掌大的蜥蜴丟進自己的襯衫裡面，一想到那恐怖的回憶，葉哲宇試著滑開水，卻被笙菊抓住了手.......
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「不了，今天下午我有工作。」
葉哲宇面對好友興致勃勃的模樣，稍嫌冷淡得拒絕。
「啊，你又要去家教啊！你不是很討厭那兩個死小鬼嗎？」
說到那兩個小鬼，葉哲宇臉瞬間垮了下來，無力的點點頭。
「我有什麼辦法，一堂課五千耶！要是你會不去？」
「那也要看啊，如果工作的對像會把我推到泛著蒸氣的熱水浴缸，我才不屑那些錢。」
葉哲宇嘆了口氣，將桌上的書收拾乾淨，上次被燙傷的部份仍隱隱作痛呢！
「再說，那兩個小鬼智商那麼高，會屑你這不出名大學畢業的家教，他們只是單純要整你的啦！」
「......也許你說的對，再被這樣整下去，我的皮早晚會被剝掉。我近幾天去辭職好了。」
「正確選擇。」
看箭好友豎起的姆指，葉哲宇又深深的嘆了口氣，一個身高一百八的大學生竟被兩個十五歲的小朋友整到落荒而逃，這件事傳出去肯定被笑死。
就在他想著如何說出辭職又不傷那兩個孩子的自尊時，口袋裡傳來鼓譟的聲音，那是他的手機。
看了看手機上頭的來電顯示，他一掃之前的憂鬱，開心的按下通話鍵。
“在做什麼？”
可琳甜美的聲音從那頭傳來，她可是葉哲宇追了好久終於到手的學妹。
「沒。剛要回家，怎麼了？」
“我想你。等會有空嗎？”
「恩.....我要去家教，可能沒辦法。對不起啦。」
“家教？真是的，那你上完Call我，我爸媽今晚要出去。”可琳對這一類話，說的一點都不害羞。
葉哲宇聽了，臉頓時紅了，有些不知所措的應了聲。
“那你是答應了。我有驚喜哦！期待吧！”
電話那頭，傳來了親吻的接觸聲後，她便掛上電話。
「今天也不全是壞事嘛！」
交往了三個禮拜，總算要從一壘下來了，說不定會直接全壘打呢！一想到之後的事，葉哲宇不免竊笑，自己終於要擺脫大學零戀愛記錄啦！
這樣想著，去家教的折磨彷彿減輕了許多。
可不曉得是天不從人願，亦是天氣預報忽然該死的準了，葉哲宇才出了家門沒多久，便起了個大雨。
原本想回去穿上雨衣，但一看錶才發現時間真的不早了，只要一想到雙胞胎會對遲到做什麼處罰，他就不自覺打個寒顫。
不顧與淋濕了一身衣，他催著摩托車的油門，再最後一分鐘趕到了目的地。
「啊，哲宇你來啦.....怎麼沒穿雨衣呢？這麼大雨！」
才到了門口，一名身材姣好的美婦就叫住成了落湯雞的葉哲宇。
「白小姐妳好，因為說好的時間要遲到了，所以顧不得雨衣就出門了。」
「噯，遲到一會不會有事的。而且不是說了嗎，叫我白太太就好，都一把年紀了被叫小姐可怪的。」
美婦掩嘴笑著，明明快四十歲了，卻不可否認仍那姣好的身材，保養甚好的皮膚看起來只不過三十出頭。
「才不會呢！妳那麼漂亮，叫小姐應該的。」葉哲宇發自內心的說。
「呵，哲宇的嘴巴這麼甜，一定很會哄女孩子！.....啊，我真是太糊塗了，怎麼讓你在雨中說話呢！」
美婦皺著眉，將葉哲宇拉到了客廳，白家是地區小有名氣的賈商，宅第雖沒有真正的豪宅華麗，卻有著另一種的獨特風華，是葉哲宇這些平民平日不可能接觸的。
只不過都來了這麼多次，該驚訝的都驚訝完了，葉哲宇只是淡淡的瞥了大廳一眼。
「全身都濕了。管家，拿個葉先生能穿的衣服來！....真是不好意思，下這麼大雨還讓你這麼特地跑來。」
「沒事沒事，笙竹和笙菊呢？」一進門沒瞧見那兩個小惡魔這點反而讓他比較訝異。
「那兩個啊，知道你今天要來，一下課就躲在房間，不曉得在弄什麼。」美婦瞧著樓梯，無奈的笑著。
.....一定是用來整我的.....葉哲宇只要一想到需要他們費時間準備的『遊戲』，他就不禁開始懷疑今天不抱病假是不是個錯誤決定。
「嗯，我公司還有事，那麼哲宇我先走了。」
看了一下錶，本來就準備出門的她朝著哲宇點了點頭。
「好的。.....那個，白小姐。」
「什麼事？」
正從一串鑰匙中挑出車鑰匙，她轉過頭看著不知如何起頭的葉哲宇。
「我.....可能無法再擔任笙竹和笙菊的家庭教師了。」
「咦，為什麼！？」
美婦驚訝的睜大眼，原本尋找鑰匙的動作也停了下來，「難道是因為時薪不夠？」
「不、不是的，你們開的條件很好，是......我的問題。」
總不能說被你的兩個兒子欺負的落荒而逃吧！葉哲宇苦笑，他總覺得背後的灼傷又開始泛疼了。
「這......說起來丟臉，之前已經有好幾個家教被我那兩個兒子整的落荒而逃，你是裡頭待最久的，我想笙竹和笙菊一定非常的喜歡你，難道沒有轉圜的餘地？」
被如此美麗的女人凝視，一般的男人馬上就低頭了，可是只要想到雙胞胎之後又會想出怎麼樣的把戲，他就一身雞皮疙瘩。
於是，葉哲宇只能歉意的笑了笑。
美婦無奈的低下頭，「你也有你的苦衷，那我就不多勸說了。我只是希望你在考慮看看。」
她嘆了聲，打開了玄關的門，走了出去。不一會就聽到BMW駛動的聲音。
葉哲宇吐了口氣，這才再度意識到自己仍穿著濕透了的衣服。
「少爺！你們怎麼會在這！」
拿著乾衣服走來的老管家，驀然的停在樓梯口，說著讓葉哲宇挫了一下的話。
頭一抬，便對上了雙胞胎的眼睛，雖然無法馬上辨識出是哥哥還是弟弟，但他隱約察覺是最令人頭痛的惡魔哥哥。
「你要走了。」笙竹走了下來，穿著最喜歡印有青竹圖案的休閒衣，眼睛裡帶著被背叛的憎恨。
「我......」
「是我們的錯嗎？」笙菊從笙竹後頭探出，眼神中難得有愧疚之色。
「不.....是私人原因。」
「騙子！」
笙竹一咬牙，將擺放在樓梯口的陶瓷娃娃翻倒，推開老管家跑上了房間。
「竹.....」雖然是自己恨的牙癢癢的小惡魔，但再看到笙竹的模樣，心中馬上傳來應該留下來的呼喚。
「葉哥哥是笨蛋！」
笙菊甩過頭，也跑回了房間。老管家緩緩的嘆了口氣，有些責備的看著葉哲宇，「小少爺們非常喜歡您啊。請容我說句話，少爺們之所以老是整您，是因為想讓您注意到他們啊......」
這大概是一般小孩都有的心理，葉哲宇知道，只不過他們所做的舉動實在是太嚇人了，他自認心臟還沒強到可以容忍到那個地步。
不曉的如何回應的葉哲宇，只能用沉默來代替辯白。老管家看了他一眼，將乾淨的衣服遞上去，「去洗個澡。要是夫人知道你感冒，會責備我的。今天仍算是你的工作時間，請好好陪著少爺們。」
葉哲宇接過衣服，朝老管家點了點頭，逕自走向位於二樓的浴室。
他曾上廁所來過幾次，卻沒有一次像現在這樣躺臥在浴缸裡。白家的浴缸說大不大，說小嘛到也容的下四五人同時泡著。
脫下已經有些乾的衣服，葉哲宇摘下眼鏡小心的放在一旁，看起來主要以泡澡為主的浴室，淋浴設備顯得簡陋許多，他抱著反正最後一次了，就奢侈一點的心態，將水轉開。
嘩啦啦的熱水滾落至由磁磚打造的浴缸，不一會便盈滿了水，莫約七坪的浴室便充斥著白晃晃的水氣。
葉哲宇赤裸著全身坐在浴缸邊，手划過終於平靜的水，溫熱有些燙手讓淋雨而有些失溫的他感到一陣舒適，有些迫不及待的浸下水。
「哇！真舒服，有錢人真好，還自動控溫哩！」
他有些忘形，舒適的水讓原本抑鬱的心情大解放，將身體在往下滑，讓水浸到脖子，他舒暢的呼了聲。
這時，浴室的門被打了開來，原以為是老管家的他不甚在意，閉起眼睛感受著水的溫適。
忽然，水花漸起的聲音打破了他想輕鬆的念頭，睜開眼，此時雙胞胎一左一右的靠著他，精明的細長眼睛打量著他。
「你、你們幹麻？」
「泡澡啊！」笙菊目不轉睛看著葉哲宇胸前亞麻色的凸起。
被雙胞胎打量的不好意思，葉哲宇滑開水去到了浴缸的另一頭，沒想到雙胞胎竟跟了過來。
「葉哥，既然你都要走了，讓我們幫你刷刷背嘛！」
明明剛剛一臉快要哭的模樣，笙竹此時卻蕩起奇妙的笑容，不等葉哲宇回答，便滑到他背後。
「不、不用了啦！」
天知道他們會做什麼，像上次說要幫自己按摩，結果將一隻手掌大的蜥蜴丟進自己的襯衫裡面，一想到那恐怖的回憶，葉哲宇試著滑開水，卻被笙菊抓住了手.......
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Play Rehearsal
I was not looking forward to going off to college.First, as an only child
I had my own room all my life and now I was going to have to share.
Second, I was use to putting things were I wanted them and did not have to
worry about whether some one was going to move it or did not want it there.
I am not a slob, but I like things arranged by availability not necessarily
by what looks good or neat.One example is at home I have a small
refrigerator as a nightstand because I like a cold glass of milk before bed
and drinks while working on my homework.My whole life was going to have
to change.
When I got to college and to my assigned room I was surprised to find my roommate already moved in and had arranged the room the way he wanted it. He was very generous in the fact that he gave me the area near the window and the area was a little larger.Not that the shoebox room had very much to begin with.The really only good point was that we were in a two man room compared to most rooms were three and four man rooms.We were on one end of the hall and the restroom and showers on the other, the break area in the middle and the T.V. room in between both of them.So for privacy and quietness the room was ideal.
My roommate (a junior) was an Alabama farm boy with the all-American male looks with broad shoulders, blondish-brown hair, hazel eyes, square jaw, 6'2", and 200 lbs 100% pure beef.Naturally, he is on the football team and to my surprise in drama.At 22 years of age he looked like he could model for any swim suit magazine and I sure would want to see him in an underwear issue, maybe a tight pair of light blue G-strings or a beige pair to match his skin tone.I on the other hand am not quit as good looking, at 19 I still get a pimple now and then, weighing in at an astonishing 127 lbs of bones for my over tall frame of 5'7".I have brown hair, green eyes, less than a swimmer's build; with a ten-pound weight I would have ten-pound worth of muscles.
I could already tell my freshman year would soon be one that I would look forward to forgetting.
Actually everything went great.My roommate was funny, down to earth and easy to talk to.No one picked on me like in high school; even the jocks that came to our room were cool with me.In high school being on the swim team made me a jock in some people's view, but in others I was a wimp. Here everyone treated you like you are a person whether you played a sport or not.
After the Christmas break, things changed a little.I was having more swim team practices and Mark (my roommate) was spending more time in the room. One evening after I got back from practice Mark was laying on his bunk and it looked as though he had been crying.Now I am not the smartest man in the world, but I do know that you never accuse a man of crying.I started some small talk to see if I could figure out what was wrong.He had been working on his role for a play that was to open in a couple of weeks.He was having trouble memorizing his lines, but his major problem was that he was to romantically kiss his wife to be in the play.It took some time to get that out of him, but it seems that this great looking guy has never kissed a girl passionately.The fact that he was going to have to kiss her on stage in front of a bunch of people made it worse.He had asked her to practice the lines and to rehearse the kiss but she refused stating that the only reason he was in drama was to kiss the girls.That he was nothing but a dumb jock.
Then the shocker came.He asked me if I could help.
The first thing that went through my mind was that this jock wanted me to teach him how to kiss passionately.Then I realized he must have been asking if I knew anyone who could teach him.I told him that I did not know any girls that could teach him how to kiss, however being a great looking guy he should not have any trouble finding a hundred girls who would teach him how to kiss.
He said, "If I could get a hundred girls then I would know how to kiss by now."
Until that second I had never though about it, being a roommate for over 5 months and not one date and not one conversation about girls.I know why I don't talk about them, but him?I mean as ugly as I am no one would want me, but him on the other hand; he was like every girl's dream of a perfect guy with a great personality to go with the looks.I know I sure wanted him.
"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
"You haven't figured it out by now?The same reason you don't!"
"I find that hard to believe, your great looks, fantastic personality, witty humor, and award winning smile compare to a lanky, short, ugly peon."
"You're not ugly, lanky or a peon, short I'll give you if you want to be compared to a giant"
"So why don't you have girlfriend?"
"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Because no one would have me."
"Liar"
"Who?Why am I a liar?If you were a girl would you want me?"
"I am not a girl but I would take you in a heart beat.You are a great guy, a little short, but a great guy."
There is a very long pause.My mind is racing through a thousand possibilities.What is he saying?I think he is saying that he is gay but that would not correspond with my luck.I know that I am gay but he would not know that.I have done a great job of covering up my sexual preference just to keep from getting my ass kicked.I even leave straight porn magazines on my nightstand like I had jacked off to them earlier.I hang around a couple of girls who like me. (Not that any of them would date me.) My luck would be that he is homophobic and wants to find out if I am gay to kick my ass or kill me.
Finally, as if my mind just stopped working and the only smart thing I could do was to ask a stupid question, "Are you telling me that you are gay?"
"Bingo"
"And you think I am gay?"
"Bingo"
Now I have to play it off just incase this is a trail to see if I will admit to being gay so that he can tell his buddies and they can take turns kicking my butt.I have worked very hard over the last few years to ensure that no one knows that I am gay and I have no intentions of ruining that now."What makes you think that I am gay?"
He gives me one of those; `You know you are so just admit it' looks."Are you saying your not?"
Another long pause.
He gets up and moves over to me.He stands a bout a foot in front of me looking down into my eyes.He only has on a pair of gym shorts.His body is so hot.I am memorized that he is standing so close to me with his chest right above eye level I look up to stare at his perfect nickel size nipples with.....
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When I got to college and to my assigned room I was surprised to find my roommate already moved in and had arranged the room the way he wanted it. He was very generous in the fact that he gave me the area near the window and the area was a little larger.Not that the shoebox room had very much to begin with.The really only good point was that we were in a two man room compared to most rooms were three and four man rooms.We were on one end of the hall and the restroom and showers on the other, the break area in the middle and the T.V. room in between both of them.So for privacy and quietness the room was ideal.
My roommate (a junior) was an Alabama farm boy with the all-American male looks with broad shoulders, blondish-brown hair, hazel eyes, square jaw, 6'2", and 200 lbs 100% pure beef.Naturally, he is on the football team and to my surprise in drama.At 22 years of age he looked like he could model for any swim suit magazine and I sure would want to see him in an underwear issue, maybe a tight pair of light blue G-strings or a beige pair to match his skin tone.I on the other hand am not quit as good looking, at 19 I still get a pimple now and then, weighing in at an astonishing 127 lbs of bones for my over tall frame of 5'7".I have brown hair, green eyes, less than a swimmer's build; with a ten-pound weight I would have ten-pound worth of muscles.
I could already tell my freshman year would soon be one that I would look forward to forgetting.
Actually everything went great.My roommate was funny, down to earth and easy to talk to.No one picked on me like in high school; even the jocks that came to our room were cool with me.In high school being on the swim team made me a jock in some people's view, but in others I was a wimp. Here everyone treated you like you are a person whether you played a sport or not.
After the Christmas break, things changed a little.I was having more swim team practices and Mark (my roommate) was spending more time in the room. One evening after I got back from practice Mark was laying on his bunk and it looked as though he had been crying.Now I am not the smartest man in the world, but I do know that you never accuse a man of crying.I started some small talk to see if I could figure out what was wrong.He had been working on his role for a play that was to open in a couple of weeks.He was having trouble memorizing his lines, but his major problem was that he was to romantically kiss his wife to be in the play.It took some time to get that out of him, but it seems that this great looking guy has never kissed a girl passionately.The fact that he was going to have to kiss her on stage in front of a bunch of people made it worse.He had asked her to practice the lines and to rehearse the kiss but she refused stating that the only reason he was in drama was to kiss the girls.That he was nothing but a dumb jock.
Then the shocker came.He asked me if I could help.
The first thing that went through my mind was that this jock wanted me to teach him how to kiss passionately.Then I realized he must have been asking if I knew anyone who could teach him.I told him that I did not know any girls that could teach him how to kiss, however being a great looking guy he should not have any trouble finding a hundred girls who would teach him how to kiss.
He said, "If I could get a hundred girls then I would know how to kiss by now."
Until that second I had never though about it, being a roommate for over 5 months and not one date and not one conversation about girls.I know why I don't talk about them, but him?I mean as ugly as I am no one would want me, but him on the other hand; he was like every girl's dream of a perfect guy with a great personality to go with the looks.I know I sure wanted him.
"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
"You haven't figured it out by now?The same reason you don't!"
"I find that hard to believe, your great looks, fantastic personality, witty humor, and award winning smile compare to a lanky, short, ugly peon."
"You're not ugly, lanky or a peon, short I'll give you if you want to be compared to a giant"
"So why don't you have girlfriend?"
"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Because no one would have me."
"Liar"
"Who?Why am I a liar?If you were a girl would you want me?"
"I am not a girl but I would take you in a heart beat.You are a great guy, a little short, but a great guy."
There is a very long pause.My mind is racing through a thousand possibilities.What is he saying?I think he is saying that he is gay but that would not correspond with my luck.I know that I am gay but he would not know that.I have done a great job of covering up my sexual preference just to keep from getting my ass kicked.I even leave straight porn magazines on my nightstand like I had jacked off to them earlier.I hang around a couple of girls who like me. (Not that any of them would date me.) My luck would be that he is homophobic and wants to find out if I am gay to kick my ass or kill me.
Finally, as if my mind just stopped working and the only smart thing I could do was to ask a stupid question, "Are you telling me that you are gay?"
"Bingo"
"And you think I am gay?"
"Bingo"
Now I have to play it off just incase this is a trail to see if I will admit to being gay so that he can tell his buddies and they can take turns kicking my butt.I have worked very hard over the last few years to ensure that no one knows that I am gay and I have no intentions of ruining that now."What makes you think that I am gay?"
He gives me one of those; `You know you are so just admit it' looks."Are you saying your not?"
Another long pause.
He gets up and moves over to me.He stands a bout a foot in front of me looking down into my eyes.He only has on a pair of gym shorts.His body is so hot.I am memorized that he is standing so close to me with his chest right above eye level I look up to stare at his perfect nickel size nipples with.....
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和马六甲M大学中东男的性爱
从八达岭回流马六甲工作后，一直都处于空窗和没有性爱的生活。
没有接触别人，也不懂得如何去接触其他人的办法。在这样的生活模式底下，只有工作+外出，或者外出+工作的一再重复。
记 得好几个月前在智慧型手机里安装了Jack’D后，就开启了生活中很多不一样的可能性。开始的时候，就只有浏览其他人的照片和资料。虽然只有看的份儿， 但眼睛看帅哥和结实的肉体还是件很爽的事。由于自己也只放了张远距离的照片，所以并没有什么人主动和我攀谈。在注重清楚头像的Jack’D世界里，大家可 能都比较注重发放头像的勇气和诚实吧！
在安装了Jack’D几个星期后的某个晚上，在我不停的浏览apps里的帅哥和肉体时，收到了T传来的一封信息。
“我现在很需要！你要不要过来我的地方？”看完了T的信息后，干涸了很久的自己，竟然不自觉的勃起。看着自己不争气的生理反应，我也不禁的摇了摇头。从什么时候开始，我开始变得那么的饥渴了。
“没看过我的照片，你也愿意和我FUN吗？”尽管下体已经不争气的涨得发疼，但我还是按耐不住自己心底的疑问。
“我直觉告诉我，你应该长得OK吧！况且我只知道我现在很需要。哈哈！”我看了笑了出来，欲望有时候真的是会让人失去了理智。在匆匆浏览了T先生的资料时，瞥见了来自中东的这一环。中东？！这应该是不一样的一晚吧！哈哈哈。
交换了电话号码和彼此确定了时间后，我还是礼貌性的去淋浴。好久没性爱了，我希望藉由淋浴来洗净身体上的尘污，最主要的是冲走我因为太久没做的焦虑和紧张感。
忐忑归忐忑，紧张归紧张，欲望还是让我在约定的时间里出现在T的公寓外。
“我 的住处在二楼，门前停着一台脚踏车的就是了。”再次确定了T的住处2分钟后，我已经到了他的门口。也在门口不安的踱步2分钟后，我敲了敲门。在敲了门 后的20秒，门打开了，我也终于看见了这位很需要的中东人T。和印象中的中东人一样，T有着同样的深邃脸庞。从我180公分还需要稍微往上台的视线计 算，T应该有187公分吧。稍微肉肉的身形配上圆圆的大眼睛的T看起来还蛮可爱的。而T也在打量我后，一直笑得合不拢嘴的。我想彼此在“验货”后的第一印 象都是不错的吧！哈哈！
跟着T进入了家门，穿过客厅，再到他的房间后。我们就有点不自然的坐在了双人床上的不同角落。
“你等一等。”T在说完了过后，就径直的走出房门。在他回来的时候，手上带来了两瓶橙汁。我们就这样的在各自的角落和着橙汁，假装轻松的闲聊。他告诉我他今年23岁，他也告诉我他在附近的M大学就读工程系。
“我 可以尝尝你嘴里的橙汁吗？”在我又把橙汁往嘴里送后，T这么对我说。于是我们开始主动将身体靠向彼此，两个人两双唇也开始吻在一起。T不徐不缓的将舌 头伸进了我的嘴里，我也顺着将口里的橙汁慢慢的吐进他的嘴里。然后就是舌头的交缠和橙汁在彼此嘴里的味道。渐渐的，T开始变得.....
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没有接触别人，也不懂得如何去接触其他人的办法。在这样的生活模式底下，只有工作+外出，或者外出+工作的一再重复。
记 得好几个月前在智慧型手机里安装了Jack’D后，就开启了生活中很多不一样的可能性。开始的时候，就只有浏览其他人的照片和资料。虽然只有看的份儿， 但眼睛看帅哥和结实的肉体还是件很爽的事。由于自己也只放了张远距离的照片，所以并没有什么人主动和我攀谈。在注重清楚头像的Jack’D世界里，大家可 能都比较注重发放头像的勇气和诚实吧！
在安装了Jack’D几个星期后的某个晚上，在我不停的浏览apps里的帅哥和肉体时，收到了T传来的一封信息。
“我现在很需要！你要不要过来我的地方？”看完了T的信息后，干涸了很久的自己，竟然不自觉的勃起。看着自己不争气的生理反应，我也不禁的摇了摇头。从什么时候开始，我开始变得那么的饥渴了。
“没看过我的照片，你也愿意和我FUN吗？”尽管下体已经不争气的涨得发疼，但我还是按耐不住自己心底的疑问。
“我直觉告诉我，你应该长得OK吧！况且我只知道我现在很需要。哈哈！”我看了笑了出来，欲望有时候真的是会让人失去了理智。在匆匆浏览了T先生的资料时，瞥见了来自中东的这一环。中东？！这应该是不一样的一晚吧！哈哈哈。
交换了电话号码和彼此确定了时间后，我还是礼貌性的去淋浴。好久没性爱了，我希望藉由淋浴来洗净身体上的尘污，最主要的是冲走我因为太久没做的焦虑和紧张感。
忐忑归忐忑，紧张归紧张，欲望还是让我在约定的时间里出现在T的公寓外。
“我 的住处在二楼，门前停着一台脚踏车的就是了。”再次确定了T的住处2分钟后，我已经到了他的门口。也在门口不安的踱步2分钟后，我敲了敲门。在敲了门 后的20秒，门打开了，我也终于看见了这位很需要的中东人T。和印象中的中东人一样，T有着同样的深邃脸庞。从我180公分还需要稍微往上台的视线计 算，T应该有187公分吧。稍微肉肉的身形配上圆圆的大眼睛的T看起来还蛮可爱的。而T也在打量我后，一直笑得合不拢嘴的。我想彼此在“验货”后的第一印 象都是不错的吧！哈哈！
跟着T进入了家门，穿过客厅，再到他的房间后。我们就有点不自然的坐在了双人床上的不同角落。
“你等一等。”T在说完了过后，就径直的走出房门。在他回来的时候，手上带来了两瓶橙汁。我们就这样的在各自的角落和着橙汁，假装轻松的闲聊。他告诉我他今年23岁，他也告诉我他在附近的M大学就读工程系。
“我 可以尝尝你嘴里的橙汁吗？”在我又把橙汁往嘴里送后，T这么对我说。于是我们开始主动将身体靠向彼此，两个人两双唇也开始吻在一起。T不徐不缓的将舌 头伸进了我的嘴里，我也顺着将口里的橙汁慢慢的吐进他的嘴里。然后就是舌头的交缠和橙汁在彼此嘴里的味道。渐渐的，T开始变得.....
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Scape Goat
I grabbed the boy's collar and yanked him inside.
"Pleeessir!Master Thomas said..."
"Shut up boy!Master Thomas can go stuff himself.I need you in here."
As it happens, Master Thomas had just driven off.We'd had one of our typical rows.Only this was a bit more typical than usual.He'd been making decisions behind my back.We were meant to be business partners, for God's sake.But somehow 17 years of living together, the first three as lovers, had clouded that fact.He still thought he knew better than me. And I was sick of it.
I stared at the boy.He was shaking.I'd not seem him before.He must have been new.We've got a bunch of these young colts working the gardens and looking after the animals.Tom takes care of that part of the estate. I don't usually give it much thought, but a good looking boy like this would've caught my eye sooner or later.He must've come with the new stock Tom had bought the week before.He's got a good eye at an auction, and he's a tough Master.This boy was shitting bricks.
"Master Thomas isn't here," I said."I'm borrowing you for the afternoon. Are you new?"
"Sir, yessir!eight days, Sir."
"How old?"
"Sir, please, eighteen, just Sir, I think Sir."
He mumbled so much I thought he might have been foreign.His arms and shoulders looked quite dusky against the white of his tunic.But maybe that was just because he lived outdoors most of the time.
"You're my property as well, you know.Not just Master Thomas's."
"Yes, Master Sir, this boy belongs...."
"Stop mumbling.You're getting on my nerves.Get rid of that tunic."
I watched him wind the cord from around his waist and pull the linen garment up over his head.It was the standard covering we put on all our slaves.We've never believed in having them run around naked all the time. Apart from being too distracting, it would rob us of that special joy -- watching them strip.
The clean white linen slid across his back, revealing his beautifully rounded buttocks.As smooth as two pebbles.No marks.Untouched treasures for me to ransack.
My blood was still boiling from Tom's last words to me before he stormed out.He always managed to make me feel small.I knew it would all blow over in time, but I needed to focus my frustration.Far better to beat the shit out of this slave boy than allow the anger to fester.
He was standing there without a stitch, now, leaning forwards slightly with a kind of nervous tension that emphasised the shapeliness of his thighs.A light body but tight with firm, clear muscles etched into his torso -- just the type to make me horny.And a fat cock too, though his testicles were all screwed up in a bunch.I'd see to that.His skin was clean and glowing with not a hair anywhere to be seen, apart from the tangled mop on top.
"Fucking shithead!" I shouted and slapped him across the top of the head. He probably thought I was referring to him, but of course I was thinking of Tom.He staggered then flopped down onto his knees.
"pleessir, sorry, Sir, this boy..."
"Oh, get up you cretin!I don't want to listen to your snivelling.Follow me -- and don't give me any lip, you understand."
My den was a tip.I'd been skulking there all morning.The floor was littered with magazines and CDs, the TV was flickering away with the sound turned off, and there was a stench of stale milk where I'd flung a carton at the wall just after Tom had slammed the front door.I cleared a space for the boy to stand and threw myself into my easy chair.
I stared at him for about five minutes, which made him even more nervous. He seemed to find it hard to stand absolutely still.I got him to turn around several times.He had a nice way of moving.Beautiful physique. Unblemished.I wondered if Tom had designs on him other than having him sweep up the backyard and feed the animals.Well bad luck, Tom, I was going to have first pickings.
"What you worried about boy?Don't you trust me?"
"yessir, this boy your property Sir.he knows that...that..."
"Knows what?What are you rabbitting on about?"
"tha...tha...tha..."
"Oh for Chrissake stop stuttering.See that big leather paddle on the wall behind you.Fetch it."
He looked round and I could hear him wince when he saw my collection of paddles, whips and canes.Gingerly he unhooked the paddle and brought it to me.
"pleessir," he mumbled, as once again he fell onto his knees in front of me, "pleessir don't punish me Sir, this boy's so sorry...."
He was certainly getting me excited with all this begging and scraping.I stroked his hair.
"I'm not going to punish you boy.You haven't done anything wrong.At least I don't think you have.You haven't been a bad boy, have you?"
"no Sir.been good, Sir."
"Why would I want to punish you, then?"
"dunno Sir."
"Well then, I'm not going to punish you, am I?"
"no Sir.thank you Sir."
"But I am going to give you a good hiding, all the same."
"S-s-sir?" he whispered faintly.
"I'm going to give you a good hiding, because -- well because I need to. You understand that, boy, don't you?
He had to think long and hard about that one.But eventually he blurted out, not very convincingly, "yessir."
"Good.Now that's understood I want you to get up.Raise your arms as high as you can.Stretch them up, that's it, and stand firm while I warm myself up on this silky smooth arse of yours."
I spent a few moments running my hands across his taught body.Some slaves have a natural warmth that is a joy to touch.This boy was no exception. I could feel the pent up energy flickering under my fingers as they coasted over his chest and stomach.I was standing behind him and when I pressed the palm of my hand flat across his.......
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"Pleeessir!Master Thomas said..."
"Shut up boy!Master Thomas can go stuff himself.I need you in here."
As it happens, Master Thomas had just driven off.We'd had one of our typical rows.Only this was a bit more typical than usual.He'd been making decisions behind my back.We were meant to be business partners, for God's sake.But somehow 17 years of living together, the first three as lovers, had clouded that fact.He still thought he knew better than me. And I was sick of it.
I stared at the boy.He was shaking.I'd not seem him before.He must have been new.We've got a bunch of these young colts working the gardens and looking after the animals.Tom takes care of that part of the estate. I don't usually give it much thought, but a good looking boy like this would've caught my eye sooner or later.He must've come with the new stock Tom had bought the week before.He's got a good eye at an auction, and he's a tough Master.This boy was shitting bricks.
"Master Thomas isn't here," I said."I'm borrowing you for the afternoon. Are you new?"
"Sir, yessir!eight days, Sir."
"How old?"
"Sir, please, eighteen, just Sir, I think Sir."
He mumbled so much I thought he might have been foreign.His arms and shoulders looked quite dusky against the white of his tunic.But maybe that was just because he lived outdoors most of the time.
"You're my property as well, you know.Not just Master Thomas's."
"Yes, Master Sir, this boy belongs...."
"Stop mumbling.You're getting on my nerves.Get rid of that tunic."
I watched him wind the cord from around his waist and pull the linen garment up over his head.It was the standard covering we put on all our slaves.We've never believed in having them run around naked all the time. Apart from being too distracting, it would rob us of that special joy -- watching them strip.
The clean white linen slid across his back, revealing his beautifully rounded buttocks.As smooth as two pebbles.No marks.Untouched treasures for me to ransack.
My blood was still boiling from Tom's last words to me before he stormed out.He always managed to make me feel small.I knew it would all blow over in time, but I needed to focus my frustration.Far better to beat the shit out of this slave boy than allow the anger to fester.
He was standing there without a stitch, now, leaning forwards slightly with a kind of nervous tension that emphasised the shapeliness of his thighs.A light body but tight with firm, clear muscles etched into his torso -- just the type to make me horny.And a fat cock too, though his testicles were all screwed up in a bunch.I'd see to that.His skin was clean and glowing with not a hair anywhere to be seen, apart from the tangled mop on top.
"Fucking shithead!" I shouted and slapped him across the top of the head. He probably thought I was referring to him, but of course I was thinking of Tom.He staggered then flopped down onto his knees.
"pleessir, sorry, Sir, this boy..."
"Oh, get up you cretin!I don't want to listen to your snivelling.Follow me -- and don't give me any lip, you understand."
My den was a tip.I'd been skulking there all morning.The floor was littered with magazines and CDs, the TV was flickering away with the sound turned off, and there was a stench of stale milk where I'd flung a carton at the wall just after Tom had slammed the front door.I cleared a space for the boy to stand and threw myself into my easy chair.
I stared at him for about five minutes, which made him even more nervous. He seemed to find it hard to stand absolutely still.I got him to turn around several times.He had a nice way of moving.Beautiful physique. Unblemished.I wondered if Tom had designs on him other than having him sweep up the backyard and feed the animals.Well bad luck, Tom, I was going to have first pickings.
"What you worried about boy?Don't you trust me?"
"yessir, this boy your property Sir.he knows that...that..."
"Knows what?What are you rabbitting on about?"
"tha...tha...tha..."
"Oh for Chrissake stop stuttering.See that big leather paddle on the wall behind you.Fetch it."
He looked round and I could hear him wince when he saw my collection of paddles, whips and canes.Gingerly he unhooked the paddle and brought it to me.
"pleessir," he mumbled, as once again he fell onto his knees in front of me, "pleessir don't punish me Sir, this boy's so sorry...."
He was certainly getting me excited with all this begging and scraping.I stroked his hair.
"I'm not going to punish you boy.You haven't done anything wrong.At least I don't think you have.You haven't been a bad boy, have you?"
"no Sir.been good, Sir."
"Why would I want to punish you, then?"
"dunno Sir."
"Well then, I'm not going to punish you, am I?"
"no Sir.thank you Sir."
"But I am going to give you a good hiding, all the same."
"S-s-sir?" he whispered faintly.
"I'm going to give you a good hiding, because -- well because I need to. You understand that, boy, don't you?
He had to think long and hard about that one.But eventually he blurted out, not very convincingly, "yessir."
"Good.Now that's understood I want you to get up.Raise your arms as high as you can.Stretch them up, that's it, and stand firm while I warm myself up on this silky smooth arse of yours."
I spent a few moments running my hands across his taught body.Some slaves have a natural warmth that is a joy to touch.This boy was no exception. I could feel the pent up energy flickering under my fingers as they coasted over his chest and stomach.I was standing behind him and when I pressed the palm of my hand flat across his.......
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Friday, July 19, 2013
我的美少年丈夫
今天是弟弟伊焰大学毕业的日子，父亲、我和妹妹紫珑一起在希尔顿饭店顶层为他庆祝。
在台湾，我们家在商界算是数一数二的。在家中，只有父亲和我们兄妹三人。多年前，在我十五岁时，母亲就因病去世了。母亲去后，父亲没有再娶，专心于生意和养育我们三兄妹。
我的名字伊飐，今年二十八岁。大学毕业后，我进入公司，在父亲手下工作。父亲在观察了我这么多年后，说我实在不适合做一个大公司的掌舵者。我最适合的位子是做伊焰的助手，由伊焰掌管公司。他说我看事情很有远见，可就是性格过于温和，不适合尔虞我诈的商场。
对于父亲的决定，我没有任何不满。我太清楚自己绝对撑不起伊氏。父亲说我温和，其实不如说我是有些软弱罢了，这样的我怎能在商场里如鱼得水？
弟弟比我小五岁，妹妹比我小七岁。从他们懂事起，就开始以我的保护者自居，特别是伊焰，现在都是有女朋友的人了，还像小时候一样处处维护我，真让我有些哭笑不得。
熟悉我家的人都说伊焰才应该是我们兄妹三人的老大。
希尔顿是我常来的地方，很多人都认识我。在这里我也有几个熟人，我向来人缘很好。
“爸，你们先坐，我去趟洗手间。”
我离开座位，向等侍者送上餐点的家人说。
若是知道我会遇到什么事的话，我不会去的。这件事改变了我的一生。
从洗手间出来，一股巨大的冲力撞得我站立不住，周围没有可以扶持的东西，我在一片惊呼声中跌倒在地。
好痛，手肘大概是撞破了。
在与地面接触的刹那，手肘传来强烈的疼痛。
“对不起，我太不小心了。你怎么样？哪伤着了？”
头晕眼花中，我听到清泉般明澈却又冷冽的声音，我抬头看去。
好……好漂亮。
从来没有想到有人可以美成这样，恐怕连世间最美的女子也要比我眼前的少年逊上几分呢。
“没事，我还好。”我忍着痛想站起来。
他伸手要扶我，却不知情地按上的我的手肘。
“啊——”我忍不住痛得轻呼，眉心也皱了起来。“放手。”
我天生对痛觉很敏感，尽管不想，还是叫了出来。
他忙松开手，改扶住别的地方。
地上不脏，衣服只拍拍浮尘就可以了，可是肘部却不像衣服那么好处理。
“走，到我房里去，我给你包扎一下。”他说。
不知怎么，我就是不想跟随他去，虽说只是处理一下伤口。他给我一种很奇怪的压迫感，让我有丝怯意。
“不了，我回去上点药就可以了。”他推辞道。
“那可不行，你的伤是我不小心造成的。我一定得负责。”他很坚持，弄得我也没法推辞，只好随着他去了。
他就住在希尔顿的总统套房里，不管从哪方面看都不是普通人家的孩子。他看起只有十八岁左右。
让人不解的是，他表情始终冷冷的，寒气一直从眼底透出。
我随他进了房间，他从一个柜子里拿出急救箱。
“把上衣脱了。”他说。口气很强硬，一听就是平时习惯了命令别人。
我依言脱下上衣，左手肘擦坏了好大一块，血色已染红了衬衫。
“你叫什么名字？”他一边包扎一边问道。
“伊飐。”我说。咬牙忍着，好痛，药接触到伤口刺激着神经，真不是一般疼。
看得出他的动作已是尽量温柔，可还是痛。
“好了。”他把绷带打了个结，“回去后经常换药，伤口不要沾水。很快就会愈合的。”
“谢谢你。”
他一愣，眼中明显闪过笑意。“应该是我向你道歉才对，你怎么反而向我道谢来了？”
“也对哦。”我觉得有些不好意思，忙起身告辞职。“我得走了，我的家人还在等我呢。再见。”
他点点头，把我送出门。
“我叫方仲宇。记住我的名字，我们以后还会再见的。“
不多日，有人来我家提亲。
“什么？！”
我惊讶得无以复加。
来人是向我提亲的，是要我嫁给恒世集团的总裁。
我简直要晕了，我可是个男人啊，而且长相又没有一丝一毫的女性化。
“对不起，我不能答应。我不知道你们总裁为什么会做这样的决定，而且我又没见过他……”
“您见过的。”来人打断了我的话。
“我见过？”我怎么不记得。
恒世是一家跨国公司，在黑白两道都有势力，我怎么不记得自己见过恒世的总裁？
“总裁说若您忘了，就提醒您。在不久前，总裁在希尔顿不小心撞到了您。
希尔顿？我惊讶地问：“你们总裁……不会是方仲宇吧？”那个如天使般美丽的人。
“不错。”
我已经不知道该说什么好了。怪不得那时他说我们不久就会见面的，原来在那时他就已经有这个打算了。可是，我也歹也是个堂堂男子汉，怎么可能嫁给另一个男人为妻？
“总裁说过几天他会亲自登门求婚，您只要在家中等候即可。”
那人说完就走了。
我心里乱成一团。
我为什么要在那个时候去洗手间呢？如果我没去，就不会有今天的一切发生。
想起有关他的传闻，我更觉大难临头。
方仲宇是今年初才接任恒世总裁的位子，他的父亲突发脑溢血不治身亡。听说他素来很强硬，只要他决定的事绝无更改的余地。而且，他会为了达到目的用尽任何手段，绝不容许人违背他。
照这样说来，我不是无法改变成为他的妻子的命运吗？我只觉前途一片黑暗。
伊氏虽然在台湾是商界的龙头老大，可是无论如何也比不上恒世的啊。
为什么？他为什么会看上我呢？
“大哥，你放心出去避避风头，我不会让为强迫你做你不愿做的事的。”伊焰揽住我的肩头，满脸的恼怒。
“不，我不能走。”我摇摇头。
“为什么？难道你想……”紫珑焦急地问。
“不是的，我怎么会……”我说不下去了，“我走了以后，我怕方仲宇不会放过你们的。”
父亲发话了，“飐，听你弟弟的，出去躲躲。方仲宇要的是你，你不在他又能拿我们怎么样？”
“我……”
“大哥，放心吧。我们不会有事的。”
在家为的坚持下，我连夜收拾了简单的行李，离开了台湾。
半月后，夏威夷。
在夏威夷的海浪沙滩中，我渐渐放松了紧张的心情。
依照伊焰的话，这半个月来我从来没和家里联系过，不知方仲宇有没有对父亲他们做什么。
我住在一家中等规模的旅馆里，没有住高级的饭店。那样太危险了。
在外面逛了一天，回到旅馆里叫了点东西吃。然后，我就回到了我在顶层的房间。
今天夜的空气里似乎浮动着让人不安的气息，然而疲倦的我以为那只是我的错觉罢了。
夜半。
好难受。全身仿佛被什么压得喘不过气来。手也动不了，好像被什么绑住了似的。
我艰难的张开眼。
“啊……唔……”我惊叫出声，又立刻被堵住。
借着月光，我看清了压在我身上的人。
天啊，怎么会是他？
不错，正是方仲宇，他怎么会找到这里来。
心跳得厉害，我好慌。
双手被绑在床头，他到底想做什么？
“放开我……不……唔……”
我挣扎着，断断续续的连完整的话都说不出来。覆在我唇上的唇夺走了我说话的权利，我在他的强吻下几乎无法呼吸。他的舌伸进来，纠缠着我的，我拼命躲却怎么也逃不掉。.............
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在台湾，我们家在商界算是数一数二的。在家中，只有父亲和我们兄妹三人。多年前，在我十五岁时，母亲就因病去世了。母亲去后，父亲没有再娶，专心于生意和养育我们三兄妹。
我的名字伊飐，今年二十八岁。大学毕业后，我进入公司，在父亲手下工作。父亲在观察了我这么多年后，说我实在不适合做一个大公司的掌舵者。我最适合的位子是做伊焰的助手，由伊焰掌管公司。他说我看事情很有远见，可就是性格过于温和，不适合尔虞我诈的商场。
对于父亲的决定，我没有任何不满。我太清楚自己绝对撑不起伊氏。父亲说我温和，其实不如说我是有些软弱罢了，这样的我怎能在商场里如鱼得水？
弟弟比我小五岁，妹妹比我小七岁。从他们懂事起，就开始以我的保护者自居，特别是伊焰，现在都是有女朋友的人了，还像小时候一样处处维护我，真让我有些哭笑不得。
熟悉我家的人都说伊焰才应该是我们兄妹三人的老大。
希尔顿是我常来的地方，很多人都认识我。在这里我也有几个熟人，我向来人缘很好。
“爸，你们先坐，我去趟洗手间。”
我离开座位，向等侍者送上餐点的家人说。
若是知道我会遇到什么事的话，我不会去的。这件事改变了我的一生。
从洗手间出来，一股巨大的冲力撞得我站立不住，周围没有可以扶持的东西，我在一片惊呼声中跌倒在地。
好痛，手肘大概是撞破了。
在与地面接触的刹那，手肘传来强烈的疼痛。
“对不起，我太不小心了。你怎么样？哪伤着了？”
头晕眼花中，我听到清泉般明澈却又冷冽的声音，我抬头看去。
好……好漂亮。
从来没有想到有人可以美成这样，恐怕连世间最美的女子也要比我眼前的少年逊上几分呢。
“没事，我还好。”我忍着痛想站起来。
他伸手要扶我，却不知情地按上的我的手肘。
“啊——”我忍不住痛得轻呼，眉心也皱了起来。“放手。”
我天生对痛觉很敏感，尽管不想，还是叫了出来。
他忙松开手，改扶住别的地方。
地上不脏，衣服只拍拍浮尘就可以了，可是肘部却不像衣服那么好处理。
“走，到我房里去，我给你包扎一下。”他说。
不知怎么，我就是不想跟随他去，虽说只是处理一下伤口。他给我一种很奇怪的压迫感，让我有丝怯意。
“不了，我回去上点药就可以了。”他推辞道。
“那可不行，你的伤是我不小心造成的。我一定得负责。”他很坚持，弄得我也没法推辞，只好随着他去了。
他就住在希尔顿的总统套房里，不管从哪方面看都不是普通人家的孩子。他看起只有十八岁左右。
让人不解的是，他表情始终冷冷的，寒气一直从眼底透出。
我随他进了房间，他从一个柜子里拿出急救箱。
“把上衣脱了。”他说。口气很强硬，一听就是平时习惯了命令别人。
我依言脱下上衣，左手肘擦坏了好大一块，血色已染红了衬衫。
“你叫什么名字？”他一边包扎一边问道。
“伊飐。”我说。咬牙忍着，好痛，药接触到伤口刺激着神经，真不是一般疼。
看得出他的动作已是尽量温柔，可还是痛。
“好了。”他把绷带打了个结，“回去后经常换药，伤口不要沾水。很快就会愈合的。”
“谢谢你。”
他一愣，眼中明显闪过笑意。“应该是我向你道歉才对，你怎么反而向我道谢来了？”
“也对哦。”我觉得有些不好意思，忙起身告辞职。“我得走了，我的家人还在等我呢。再见。”
他点点头，把我送出门。
“我叫方仲宇。记住我的名字，我们以后还会再见的。“
不多日，有人来我家提亲。
“什么？！”
我惊讶得无以复加。
来人是向我提亲的，是要我嫁给恒世集团的总裁。
我简直要晕了，我可是个男人啊，而且长相又没有一丝一毫的女性化。
“对不起，我不能答应。我不知道你们总裁为什么会做这样的决定，而且我又没见过他……”
“您见过的。”来人打断了我的话。
“我见过？”我怎么不记得。
恒世是一家跨国公司，在黑白两道都有势力，我怎么不记得自己见过恒世的总裁？
“总裁说若您忘了，就提醒您。在不久前，总裁在希尔顿不小心撞到了您。
希尔顿？我惊讶地问：“你们总裁……不会是方仲宇吧？”那个如天使般美丽的人。
“不错。”
我已经不知道该说什么好了。怪不得那时他说我们不久就会见面的，原来在那时他就已经有这个打算了。可是，我也歹也是个堂堂男子汉，怎么可能嫁给另一个男人为妻？
“总裁说过几天他会亲自登门求婚，您只要在家中等候即可。”
那人说完就走了。
我心里乱成一团。
我为什么要在那个时候去洗手间呢？如果我没去，就不会有今天的一切发生。
想起有关他的传闻，我更觉大难临头。
方仲宇是今年初才接任恒世总裁的位子，他的父亲突发脑溢血不治身亡。听说他素来很强硬，只要他决定的事绝无更改的余地。而且，他会为了达到目的用尽任何手段，绝不容许人违背他。
照这样说来，我不是无法改变成为他的妻子的命运吗？我只觉前途一片黑暗。
伊氏虽然在台湾是商界的龙头老大，可是无论如何也比不上恒世的啊。
为什么？他为什么会看上我呢？
“大哥，你放心出去避避风头，我不会让为强迫你做你不愿做的事的。”伊焰揽住我的肩头，满脸的恼怒。
“不，我不能走。”我摇摇头。
“为什么？难道你想……”紫珑焦急地问。
“不是的，我怎么会……”我说不下去了，“我走了以后，我怕方仲宇不会放过你们的。”
父亲发话了，“飐，听你弟弟的，出去躲躲。方仲宇要的是你，你不在他又能拿我们怎么样？”
“我……”
“大哥，放心吧。我们不会有事的。”
在家为的坚持下，我连夜收拾了简单的行李，离开了台湾。
半月后，夏威夷。
在夏威夷的海浪沙滩中，我渐渐放松了紧张的心情。
依照伊焰的话，这半个月来我从来没和家里联系过，不知方仲宇有没有对父亲他们做什么。
我住在一家中等规模的旅馆里，没有住高级的饭店。那样太危险了。
在外面逛了一天，回到旅馆里叫了点东西吃。然后，我就回到了我在顶层的房间。
今天夜的空气里似乎浮动着让人不安的气息，然而疲倦的我以为那只是我的错觉罢了。
夜半。
好难受。全身仿佛被什么压得喘不过气来。手也动不了，好像被什么绑住了似的。
我艰难的张开眼。
“啊……唔……”我惊叫出声，又立刻被堵住。
借着月光，我看清了压在我身上的人。
天啊，怎么会是他？
不错，正是方仲宇，他怎么会找到这里来。
心跳得厉害，我好慌。
双手被绑在床头，他到底想做什么？
“放开我……不……唔……”
我挣扎着，断断续续的连完整的话都说不出来。覆在我唇上的唇夺走了我说话的权利，我在他的强吻下几乎无法呼吸。他的舌伸进来，纠缠着我的，我拼命躲却怎么也逃不掉。.............
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