Chapter 58

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T/N: Here’s the extra chapter for this week! I’ll also be removing the pink background for my chapters, I’m kinda sad because I really liked the colour but it’s a bit tedious to upload chapters with the pink background 😦

The days at home were both content and difficult for Lin Moyan. Being with his mother and listening to her affectionate words relieved the loneliness he felt when he had been in a foreign city. The past semester, he had missed his mother deeply and craved his mother’s warm embrace. However, his step-father’s harassment made him utterly miserable. He had to find ways to avoid close contact with him without making it too obvious in front of his mother.

Those hands that should have made people feel warm, instead made his hair stand up and caused goosebumps to form on his skin even if he had been wearing a thick layer of clothes. With every touch, a wave of nausea would roll over Lin Moyan. Unable to bear it, he would leave the dinner table early, barely finishing all his food.

Seeing Lin Moyan eat so little, his mother changed her cooking, hoping that Lin Moyan would eat a bit more. Seeing his mother put in so much effort, a sharp jab of pain pierced his heart. His mother’s hard work made him feel guilty. He really had no problem with his mother’s food, in fact, he missed it very much. He forced himself to endure a bit more to appease his mother’s worries. At the same time, he would try his hardest to avoid the hand that would stretch out towards his bowl from time to time.

T/N: Mom’s homecooked food is always the best!

Every night, he would lock the door before he went to sleep. Now that his mother was home because of the holiday, his step-father wouldn’t dare do anything outrageous to him.

The punctual phone calls that Fang Yu made every night was another dilemma he faced. Fang Yu didn’t do anything excessive. They would chat for a while, mainly nagging Lin Moyan to take care of his body and to stay warm. At the end, he would drone on and on about how lonely he felt. Lin Moyan was not allowed to hang up and he had to listen to Fang Yu’s breathless moans as he tried to solve his physical problems.

When Fang Yu overstepped his boundary, Lin Moyan would resolutely hang up the phone despite Fang Yu’s protests.

T/N: I’m imagining Lin Moyan with a blank face hanging up the phone while Fang Yu begs him not to and it’s so funny.

The trivial matters they talked about at the start would slowly drift to love and then to sexual matters. When talking about the affair in the middle, Fang Yu’s voice sounded desolate and lonely. Lin Moyan would often recall the image of Fang Yu laughing happily in the photo which contradicted the atmosphere.

When Fang Yu started talking about sexual things, Lin Moyan’s hand would start itching to put down the phone. However, Fang Yu would always beg to listen to his voice and his voice tinged with grievance always made his heart soft. In the end, he could only endure with a black face and wait for Fang Yu to finish venting.

On this day, Lin Moyan still did not refuse Fang Yu’s request and listened to his eager gasps. Every sound he made was amplified through the headphones that Lin Moyan wore. The husky moans crashed against his head, making his body slowly heat up.

A burst of heat rose from his lower abdomen. His little brother had already raised his head a long time ago while the flower hole was leaking fluids. Lin Moyan curled his brows, biting his lips and stiffening. He didn’t know why, but even his chrysanthemum tightened and became moist.

His lower body had already started to itch and he was very familiar with his sensation. Lin Moyan moved uncomfortably, closing his splayed legs and turning over. He lay on his side, trying to suppress the burning heat of desire rising in his body.

However, his pain was not relieved. Instead, his flower hole sucked in his underwear. Lin Moyan moved a few more times but his underwear only sank deeper and made his itching more obvious. He reached below his body and gently tugged out the piece of cloth that his flower hole had sucked up. His breathing became heavier but fortunately, Fang Yu was too engrossed in relieving his desires and did not notice the changes in Lin Moyan’s breathing.

Fang Yu’s breathing aggravated and occasionally mixed with a few low groans, further arousing the lust in Lin Moyan’s body. When Fang Yu finally finished venting, Lin Moyan was already burning with lust. He hurriedly said goodbye and hung up.

Lin Moyan couldn’t take it anymore and took off his pants and underwear hastily. His lower body was completely exposed to the cold air. Feeling the cold air against his hot skin turned him on even more. He stretched out his hand to hold his trembling penis, moving up and down. A trace of mucus slid down the rod and dripped onto the lower abdomen that had grown black pubic hair.

However, no matter what he did, the hot essence in his body refused to come out. The slit at the top seemed to be blocked by something and the feeling of emptiness in his flower hole became even more prominent.

Lin Moyan opened his legs and bent slightly to fully expose the flower holes flowing with obscene water. He stretched out his fingers and rubbed the flower holes a few times, soaking the entire entrance as well as his finger. He then slowly inserted his middle finger.

The flower hole was like a baby. The tender meat on the inner wall couldn’t wait to wrap up the finger, shrinking and sucking it in. Lin Moyan’s flower hole seemed to have its self-consciousness. After twitching, it would bring out more lewd water. His finger curled up, looking for something. After finding a slight bump, he stabbed harder at the spot and massaged the area around it.

Lin Moyan was eager to achieve pleasure. He had a strong urge to repeatedly thrust into himself fiercely and scream in pleasure but he knew he couldn’t. He accelerated his rubbing and put more force behind his finger.

“Ahhhh…” Lin Moyan couldn’t bear it and let out a low groan. Luckily, he still remembered to control his voice.

The finger pumped and rubbed the inner wall of the acupoint, attacking that same point every time, causing Lin Moyan to gasp breathlessly.

But it was not enough. He felt that something was missing. The finger that was pulled out hesitantly slid down the seam of the flower hole, bringing the mucus to the chrysanthemum flower in the back. After a short pause, he gently pierced the hole.

“Ah…”

When the chrysanthemum hole was filled, Lin Mo Yan couldn’t help letting out a moan full of satisfaction. After continuously doing the same action for a long time, his arm was sore and tired. He changed his position and knelt on the bed. His shoulders were on the bed, supporting his weight while his hips were lifted high up.

He inserted one hand into the flower hole and another in the chrysanthemum hole. The two small holes were filled with fingers. If one was not enough, add another. The sound of water squelching stimulated Lin Moyan to poke deeper until the obscene liquid flowed down from his fingers to his palms.

Every time he stabbed at that particular point in both holes, his back would arch in pleasure. Lin Moyan was brought to bliss by his fingers. He would repeatedly lift his hips higher, wanting his fingers to go even deeper.

After several thrusts, he finally reached the peak of pleasure. The genitals on the front trembled and shot out a thick white essence. The flower hole followed and released even more fluids. The moment the fingers were pulled out, the lewd water gushed out and wet the body and sheets underneath.

There were still fingers inserted into his back hole but his chrysanthemum hole hadn’t reached the climax yet. Lin Moyan couldn’t help but want to reach orgasm in the back as well so he put all his energy in the back and kept mashing it dry and pumping it. The acupuncture point was rubbed until it swelled. When a point in the acupuncture point was inadvertently rubbed, the back hole spasmed violently and tightened.

Lin Moyan aimed at that point and kept poking. Every time his fingers were pulled out, the back hole would reluctantly tighten and clamped around his fingers, sucking them in.

He repeated his thrusting until his back hole was numb and his front genital had risen up again. His body trembled violently once more as he reached orgasm. This time, the essence released at the front was considerably lighter and less thick compared to the first one.

The back hole also twitched and secreted a large amount of lewd water at the same time, reaching its unique climax like the flower point in the front.

Lin Moyan collapsed onto the bed feebly, his entire being drained of energy. His entire lower body was bare and sticky while the sheets were completely soaked.

The pleasure he got from relieving himself was like a poppy. Once he had a taste of it, it was hard to extricate himself from it. Lin Moyan’s desire came up every night while talking to Fang Yu. After the phone was cut, he would use his fingers to relieve himself. He was completely immersed, doing it every night without stopping.

T/N: Poppy refers to the opium poppy from which heroin and morphine is derived from if I’m not wrong.

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