You've Got Mail: A Cautionary Tale

Chapter 53 — Come, Come Touch Your Belly (NSFW)

Edited by DancingDolphinsYo (Quote: First time smut readers will get scared)

Guan Shanjin’s tongue left Wu Xingzi trembling. He was rimmed to the brink of orgasm, only for Guan Shanjin to take a step back right at the edge, leaving him teetering right before the peak. Within him, Wu Xingzi felt as though millions of bugs were gnawing at him, and even his hair all over his body had become so sensitive that it could not bear to be touched.

Slick dripped down his slender, fair thighs, soaking the bed sheet underneath. Every breath they took was tinged with a lewd scent.

Guan Shanjin leant forward to kiss him. Taking advantage of their tongues tangling together, he shared some of the lewd juices with Wu Xingzi. Mixed with his saliva, most of it escaped by sliding down the corner of Wu Xingzi’s mouth, but a tiny bit was still forced down Wu Xingzi’s throat, and he swallowed.

It did not taste like much to Wu Xingzi, but, but that was something that came from his hole! Ai, did he, did he not think it was too dirty?

Wu Xingzi’s face flushed a deep red, as he twisted his hips uneasily. His empty hole clenched down on nothing, and inside it was an itchiness that could not be relieved. He desperately wished for something thick and heavy that could go in and soothe the itch.

“H-Haiwang…” His tongue was tingling and aching from kissing, and his soft cries sounded as though the inside of his mouth was coated with honey.

“Hmm?” Guan Shanjin reluctantly pulled his lips away, trailing kisses from Wu Xingzi’s shoulder down to his waist. Uncontrolled moans spilled out from Wu Xingzi’s lips.

“Come in, come in…” Quivering, he groped about behind him, wanting to touch Guan Shanjin’s large pengornis. However, his current position left him barely able to move. After a few failed attempts, he became even more anxious and impatient.

That thick, heated shaft brushed against his thighs and his hole wickedly, like a dragonfly flitting across water. Before Wu Xingzi could touch it, it moved away, and left Wu Xingzi panting eagerly, his tears almost spilling from his eyes. Worse still, was that he could not see, and each time he wanted to remove the strip of cloth around his eyes, Guan Shanjin patiently stopped him over and over again. Guan Shanjin’s hand and lips took different routes, making mischief all over Wu Xingzi’s body, teasing him, kissing him, and nibbling at him. Just like this, Wu Xingzi was pushed over the edge, and teased to orgasm.

His fair skin was suffused with red. Sprawled across the bed, his cheek was pressed into the blanket. With a gaping mouth, drool slipped down non-stop, and the blindfold, where his eyes were, was soaked with tears. Twitches ran throughout his strengthless body, tensed as though his body had broken from all the activities.

Guan Shanjin studied the old fellow on the bed dotingly. Unfortunately, Wu Xingzi, who had his sight temporarily stolen, was unable to see the affection in his eyes.

“Come, spread your cheeks apart a little.” Guan Shanjin helped him up. Leaning half up against the head of the bed, he guided Wu Xingzi’s hands to grab his buttocks.

“Uh…” Wu Xingzi was extremely embarrassed, but he still obediently went along with Guan Shanjin. Timidly, he spread his cheeks apart, further exposing the twitching little hole within.

Compared to the original pink colour, after being played with for so long, the hole was now a bright, lusty red. Looking so tender and wet, it caused the fire within Guan Shanjin to blaze up even more.

Guan Shanjin hooked Wu Xingzi’s thin and fair legs around his arms. His heated cock brushed past Wu Xingzi’s hole, causing the old quail to shudder violently, as though he had been scalded.

The man laughed quietly, then thrust himself vigorously into Wu Xingzi. There was no pause, no hesitation, and he reached deep inside. Wu Xingzi was fucked into convulsions. His head tilted back, and he quivered for quite some time before he started moaning as though he was about to fall apart. Reaching out, he wanted to push Guan Shanjin away.

The hole, stretched to its limits, wrapped tightly around the thick cock, screwing down ingratiatingly. From his open mouth, Wu Xingzi’s tongue peeked out, his gasps sounding almost like sobs. His moans were lewd and slutty, yet tinged with a trace of bashfulness. Guan Shanjin was so enticed by them that his gaze turned savage, and gripping Wu Xingzi’s waist, he started fucking fiercely into him.

The cock, as thick as the arm of a child, at first still had a section exposed outside. After a few thrusts, the entire shaft was shoved into the tight and slick hole, the huge cockhead jabbing within constantly. Wu Xingzi’s insides were now sore and tingling, and he could not decide whether the feeling was pleasurable, or painful.

So many days had passed, and the area that had been previously fucked ripe had turned shy again, clinging tightly onto the object inside. However, under Guan Shanjin’s passionate and stormy fucking, its tightness could not last for too long. In no time at all, it was loosened by quite a fair bit, and Guan Shanjin soon entered fully. On the belly of the old quail, the vague shape of the man’s cock could be indistinctly made out, bulging along with every thrust.

Wu Xingzi was fucked to the point where it felt as though his soul had been scattered. Guan Shanjin’s actions were more brutal and savage than before, his thrusts causing Wu Xingzi to sway along with the force. Balls slapped against the perineum, causing rippling of the buttocks. Slick escaped from where the two were joined, and was soon turned into froth by the vigorous motions, slowly dripping down the thighs.

“D-don’t… It’s too deep… too deep…” Wu Xingzi cried, hiccuping. Maybe because he was blindfolded, he was so sensitive that he could feel the pulse of every vessel, every vein on the man’s huge, warm cock, how it spread him open, and how it was pushed right into him. Wu Xingzi felt as though even his soul was about to be pierced right through.

“Be good…” Guan Shanjin panted as he lowered his head down to kiss Wu Xingzi. At the same time, he grabbed Wu Xingzi’s hand and placed it on his belly where the skin was bulging.

Both of Wu Xingzi’s holes were now dominated by the man. His tongue was aching from the sucking and the nibbling, and the kisses made Wu Xingzi nearly unable to breath, but he could not escape. Below, the man’s thrusts only grew stronger, as though he wanted to even force his balls into him. Again and again, Wu Xingzi was impaled all the way inside, and his hole was now red and swollen.

Every inch of his channel was brutally spread apart, and the section near the entrance was fucked till it was swollen. Any light touch was able to make Wu Xingzi twist about and scream. His entire body was convulsing, his little cock coming about twice or thrice in a short span of time. The man seemed to think that that was not enough, and his hand went to jerk that little cock a few more times, as though he wanted to retrieve all the come stored within.

How could there be any more left?! Wu Xingzi wailed and cried, his orgasms crashing on him over and over again. He had long surpassed what he could endure, his waist tensed and he fell into spasms on the bed, looking as though he was about to faint away.

Guan Shanjin too had been pleasured so much that he was gasping heavily. Slaps resounded in the room, the pounding getting heavier and heavier. The old fellow was fucked into losing consciousness a few times, and was fucked awake again. Finally, Wu Xingzi’s little cock trembled, and piss covered the bed. Only then did Guan Shanjin give a low groan as his come spurted into Wu Xingzi’s belly, so hot that it made him convulse again. Wu Xingzi’s head drooped down, his tongue hanging out, and he fainted dead away again.

The man hugged the still twitching Wu Xingzi, pressing kisses on him, before getting off the bed and cleaning both of them up.

Having been on the road for numerous days, Guan Shanjin was actually exhausted as well. Despite this, he still meticulously cleaned Wu Xingzi up, changing to a new set of bed sheets before hugging the older man to sleep.

When Wu Xingzi woke up the next morning, there was again no one next to him. He fell into a daze for a moment, timidly reaching out to stroke the silk blanket. It felt cool to touch, evidence that Guan Shanjin had already left for quite some time.

Unable to stop himself, he sighed. Flipping over, Wu Xingzi again buried himself in the blanket, like an insect burrowing into its cocoon.

Although he was able to spend a great deal of time with the pengornis last night, Wu Xingzi too realised that things were far from good. These days, he had been feeling rather depressed, and would periodically smell the scent of peach blossoms. At first, he had thought that the scent wafting from the neighbours was making him recall his memories with Yan Wenxin. However, after last night, no matter how slow Wu Xingzi was, he too understood that that had completely nothing to do with how he was feeling.

Yan Wenxin did still exist within his heart. However, what made him recall the past was not the scent of peach blossoms, but Guan Shanjin.

He might… Towards this man that he was unqualified to be with, Wu Xingzi might have developed feelings that he should not.

Wu Xingzi’s heart wrenched painfully, and he hurriedly pressed his hand against his chest. Still, he was unable to stop his brain from thinking constantly about Guan Shanjin.

His every move, his every frown, his every smile, when did Wu Xingzi store them all inside his heart?

Before Guan Shanjin left, Wu Xingzi had clearly been able to view their relationship casually. He was well aware that right from the start, Guan Shanjin was only fooling about with him. The two of them would have to return to their own original positions at the end. Only someone like Mr. Lu was worthy of Guan Shanjin, and him… Wu Xingzi smiled wryly. He was only a little adviser from a poor county, no wait, he was not even an adviser now.

A bone-piercing chill inexplicably washed over him. Grabbing the blanket, Wu Xingzi shivered slightly, quietly laughing at himself for being foolish.

Wu Xingzi knew that he was not a clever person, but he had never expected that he would actually be this foolish. In his teens, it could be said that he was naive, but now, he was already forty. Still being foolish now would be something that medication would not be able to cure, and would only make him a laughingstock.

How did he end up falling for Guan Shanjin?

The door to the room abruptly bounced open. Wu Xingzi curled up inside his blanket, a shudder running through him. Only after he took a few deep breaths did he slowly peek his face out, and he was met directly with Guan Shanjin’s good looking, smiling face.

Rays from the spring sun shone in through the window, covering the beauty with a layer of gold gauze. That pair of curving, smiling eyes entranced and dazzled Wu Xingzi, causing him to fall further into a daze.

“Hmm? Still sleepy?” In Guan Shanjin’s hands was breakfast. He placed the dishes one by one on the table, then turned around, planning to pick Wu Xingzi up. However, Wu Xingzi dodged him, scratching his nose and laughing hoarsely. “I’m awake, I’m awake.”

After confirming that he was not naked under the blanket, Wu Xingzi slowly clambered off the bed. Without wearing any shoes, he walked barefooted to the table, salivating over the food.

Guan Shanjin’s brows knitted together slightly. Staring at his empty hands for a moment, he then walked over to Wu Xingzi’s side, and pushed him to sit, smiling. “Here, try the Sam Sun dumplings1 I made.”

“You shouldn’t have gone to the trouble.” Wu Xingzi’s mouth declined his actions, but his hand had already picked up a pair of chopsticks, about to start digging in. Confusion was currently stirring within his heart, and he urgently needed to steady himself with a big meal.

After helping Wu Xingzi mix the dipping sauce, Guan Shanjin turned away to bring some flatbread and soymilk over, accompanying Wu Xingzi for breakfast.

Inside the Sam Sun dumplings, there was a filling of melt-in-the-mouth pork, with shrimps that were firm and fresh. Paired with the crispness of the chives, the flavours blended harmoniously. Extremely juicy and fresh, accompanied by the sour, vinegary dip, the tastiness of the filling was brought out even more.

Knowing how well Wu Xingzi could eat, Guan Shanjin had prepared a hundred dumplings. Afraid that it would not be enough, and Wu Xingzi would be left unsatisfied, Guan Shanjin also prepared some flatbread along with the dumplings.

Faced with food, Wu Xingzi always buried himself in it. Eating an entire dumpling in one bite, his cheeks bulged out, looking like a little old mouse. Guan Shanjin could not stop himself from laughing.

“Don’t eat too quickly, be careful not to choke.”

“Ai.” Wu Xingzi lifted his head, smiling at him, before lowering his head again and gulping the food down.

In less than half an hour, Wu Xingzi had cleared out all the dishes on the table. Giving a satisfied burp, he then hurriedly covered his mouth, sneaking a look at Guan Shanjin in embarrassment.

“Did you enjoy the food?” Guan Shanjin did not mind the burp at all. Pulling Wu Xingzi’s hands over, he wiped them with his handkerchief. About to help him wipe his mouth, Guan Shanjin was once again avoided.

“It’s fine, I’ll do it myself. I’m also not a three year old child.” His face tinged pink, Wu Xingzi took the handkerchief and wiped his own mouth. Folding up the used piece of cloth over and over again, he seemed to be trying to conceal the spots that had been dirtied. In the end, his shoulders collapsed, giving up, and Wu Xingzi tucked the handkerchief away. “I’ll return it to you after I’ve washed it clean.”

What was going on? Guan Shanjin’s brows joined in a line. How could he not be able to detect the difference in their interactions?

Wu Xingzi’s attitude was different from his previous unknowing intimacy and indifference to things around him. Awkwardly, he drew a line that distanced the two from each other, and other than that glance and the smile during the meal, ever since he left the bed, he had not looked directly at Guan Shanjin.

“Wu Xingzi,” Guan Shanjin called out.

“Ai.” Wu Xingzi tilted his head, his eyes falling onto Guan Shanjin’s chest, refusing to move his gaze upwards.

Guan Shanjin wanted to question him, but discovered that he could say nothing.

What could he ask? Wu Xingzi’s heart never had him in the first place, and now for him to abruptly put himself at a distance from him, it did not seem unreasonable… Guan Shanjin was extremely anxious. He had thought that after yesterday, the two of them had further consummated their feelings, but today…

“Haiwang.” Wu Xingzi was the first to speak.

“Hmm?” Guan Shanjin watched him with anticipation, only to realise that the old fellow still refused to look at him directly. Feeling as though he had swallowed a burning stone, discomfort spread through his entire body.

“If you still like Mr. Lu, aren’t you going to bring him back?”

The intentions behind his words, even Wu Xingzi himself was unclear.

Guan Shanjin gritted his teeth, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists. From his neck alone, it could be seen that his veins were all bulging out.

“I have no such intentions.” He did not know why just after one night, Wu Xingzi’s attitude had made a complete change. However, he knew that he had to suppress his temper, and he should not speak out of anger.

“Oh.” Wu Xingzi nodded, secretly sighing.