Translator: Abo Dammen
NSFW!!!
Yan Xun moved Yan Cenan aside and placed a hand on his forehead. He sat on the stone bench, rubbing his face.
Yan Cenan gave him a preoccupied expression. Yan Xun’s self-control and tolerance are qualities he admires. Like the serpent tempting Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, he finds him so alluring that he wants to abandon all sense of guilt and give in to him.
He wanted to keep tearing apart Yan Xun’s typical mask and have him exhibit his wild countenance at the time.
But he could’t. It’s daytime, and they’re in the villa’s yard.
“Xiao An, Come back for dinner!” Yang Yan’s voice was heard.
“Coming!” Yan Cenan answered quickly, fearful that Yang Yan would realise something was wrong and rush out to investigate.
Yan Xun had reverted to his uncaring and self-contained appearance in the blink of an eye. He stood up and turned to face Yan Cenan. “Let’s go.”
Yan Cenan meekly followed behind him and entered the mansion.
The TV in the living room was already on, and the somewhat loud sound effects of the programme, along with the bubbling hot pot on the dining room table, added a few years’ worth of flavour to the abandoned property.
After they sat down, they held up chopsticks to eat New Year’s Eve dinner. The atmosphere was as indifferent as usual, as if even the New Year couldn’t bring them together.
The head of the family, Yan Mingguo asked, “Xiao An, did you cause any trouble while living with your brother?”
Yan Cenan immediately said, “No, I was very good.”
Then he pushed Yan Xun’s elbow and said, “Right, gege?”
Yan Xun gave a faint “hmm”.
Yan Mingguo just asked casually and didn’t care much about the answer. He asked what he really cared about. “It doesn’t affect your studies, right?”
Yang Yan was obviously dissatisfied when she heard his words. “How could it have no effect?” She picked up the food in the bowl, while explaining everything in detail, “Every morning there is no aunt cooking, breakfast is not good, so it certainly affects his study.”
Yan Cenan was agitated. “The meal in the school cafeteria is not so bad.”
Yang Yan glared at him. “Don’t you feel more comfortable eating at home? Come back here every day after school. Your former driver is familiar with the path, so it isn’t a good idea to change him.”
Yan Cenan asked strangely. “Isn’t he still working?”
“It’s your brother’s driver.” Yan Mingguo said, looking at him.
Yang Yan snorted. She was dissatisfied with Yan Cenan living there.
Yan Cenan was speechless. He looked at Yan Xun who said nothing from beginning to end, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
No wonder the driver changed.
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How could Yan Xun be so good?
If it’s like this… He doesn’t want to let go.
Next, they just talked about something that didn’t matter. In a trance, the TV began to release a familiar opening music.
It’s eight o’clock.
The meal was almost finished. They hastily cleaned up and then washed. As usual, they’re going to watch the Spring Festival Gala together. Yang Yan and Yan Mingguo sat together. Next to Yan Mingguo was Yan Cenan, and Yan Xun was on the far left.
Actually, in previous years, Yan Cenan always sat beside Yang Yan, but this year he pretended not to pay attention and squeezed to Yan Xun’s side.
He couldn’t settle down. Yan Xun was too good. How could he stay and do nothing?
The TV screen flashed bright red and yellow, which made the eyes astringent. Yan Cenan’s eyes were fixated on the screen, but he sneakily leaned on Yan Xun quietly. How could Yan Xun not feel it? He raised his hand and pressed his arm on his shoulder to stop him moving.
Yan Cenan was stunned, but could not restrain the rising corners of his mouth. He took Yan Xun’s other hand to play with, his mind completely away from the Spring Festival Gala.
Yan Mingguo naturally noticed the little movements between them. He frowned. He felt that the atmosphere between them was strange, but he couldn’t say anything to reprimand, so he just turned his head and turned a blind eye. He thought that the relationship between the two brothers had become better.
As if looking at some treasure, Yan Cenan touched Yan Xun’s hand inch by inch. His palms were wide, with long and distinct fingers, and his nails are clean and round. These were two powerful hands that belong to a man. In contrast, his was immature and would obviously belong to a child at first glance.
Yan Cenan took the pillow behind his back to block his chest, put down Yan Xun’s hand, but turned to touch between his legs.
No reason. He just did whatever he wanted.
Yan Xun clearly wasn’t expecting this. Yan Cenan felt his inner thigh muscles stiffen up. Yan Cenan was likewise concerned, but his expression remained unchanged.
Yan Xun’s delicate fingers gently obtained, enveloping and rubbing the soft inert flesh. Yan Xun’s breathing grew a little heavy, and his penis, which had been quiet for a while, couldn’t take the teasing any longer and sprang up. Yan Cenan surreptitiously observed Yan Xun’s reaction, noting his jaw line tightening and Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.He got more active. He pressed his fingers on Yan Xun’s waistline and moved down against the skin.
Yan Xun suddenly grabbed his wrist and gave him a warning look. The force in his hand was so strong that Yan Cenan flinched from the pain. But he didn’t care. He smiled slyly at him, stretched out his fingers and fiddled with his still-erected cock. His palm circled it and massaged it gently.
The cock quickly hardened and soon turned hot and throbbing in Yan Cenan’s hands. Yan Cenan felt that Yan Xun was holding his wrist with more and more strength, and even tried to pull him away. Fortunately, Yan Cenan took a pillow to block it in advance, and the other two couldn’t perceive their movements at all.
However, teasing his brother in front of his parents made his heart beat like a drum, and his face soon turned red, as if holding on for his own life.
Even so, Yan Cenan didn’t let go at all. He easily grasped the large cock and stroked it. He gently wiped his thumb on the top of his head. He got his wish in exchange for Yan Xun’s extremely low suppressed moan, and the slippery clear liquid from the top.
The gasp was completely overshadowed by the sound of the Spring Festival Gala, but it rang clearly in his ears.
But Yan Xun took advantage of the moment when Yan Cenan paused and suddenly unclasped his hand, stood up, and turned to run upstairs before everyone else looked at him.
“Really, he will leave if everyone is here.” Yang Yan rolled her eyes and muttered.
Yan Cenan clearly saw Yan Xun’s hand that was clenched hard. He sat on pins and needles for a few seconds, got up and ran upstairs.
“Ah, Xiao An! Where are you going?” Yang Yan shouted behind him. Yan Cenan hurriedly replied, “Look for gege!” He ran up with a thump.
Yang Yan lay back on the sofa in despair, constantly complaining. However, Yan Mingguo didn’t care. He watched the Spring Festival Gala with his eyes and carelessly said, “If you won’t watch it, then don’t watch it. Why leave in a hurry.”
Yan Cenan stood in front of Yan Xun’s door, wondering whether he should knock or go in directly. After a few seconds, he seemed to have made up his mind and ran back to his room.
Yan Xun sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the head. He lifted the back of his head against the wall, stepped on the edge of the bed with one leg, and fiddled with his thing with a condom, constantly making uncontrollable groans.
The floating air seemed cloudy and ambiguous, the aura of mixed lust gradually permeated every corner of the room.
The door was suddenly opened. Yan Xun’s body stiffened and he looked up.
Yan Cenan poked his head out from behind the door and lowered his head only to find Yan Xun’s dark gaze. However, he slowly but firmly closed the door, locked it, and walked towards him.
Yan Cenan changed clothes and wore pajamas. Yan Xun had already retracted his hand, and his proud dick was facing him. Yan Cenan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and thought of the scalding swkrd that had been buried in his body when he was faint that day.
After a long while, Yan Xun said, “What are you doing here?” His voice was the same as before, but Yan Cenan could hear the boundless eroticism and sexiness. He suddenly regained his senses as if he was awakened by these words. He pursed his lips, glanced at Yan Xun with moist eyes, and then stretched out his hands to hold his penis and moved it slowly.
The soft texture of his hands felt completely different from his own, and it brought multiple excitement and pleasure at the same time. But Yan Xun didn’t appreciate it. He grabbed Yan Cenan’s shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, “Go back.”
“No.” Yan Cenan insisted. He let go of his hands and looked up at Yan Xun, “Gege, can I help you?”
Before Yan Xun could answer, he unbuttoned his pajamas, revealing the flat and thin upper body of a teenager. Then he grabbed his waistband and said as he pulled down, “I locked the door, they won’t know.”
The room wasn’t cold, but because he wore no clothing, Yan Cenan still shuddered slightly whilst standing upright with two reddened milk beads on his chest. His soft dick hung between his legs, and his skin was extremely delicate.
Yan Cenan climbed onto the bed, knelt on the side of Yan Xun’s thighs with his legs spread apart. His upper body was tightly attached to him, as if to draw warmth from him. He pulled the pajamas over, took out a condom from his pocket, tore it open with his teeth, and put it on Yan Xun.
He slumped down and raised his ass, took Yan Xun’s hand and guided it behind him. He whispered in his earlobe, “I want it.”
Yan Xun’s fingers froze the moment they touched the boy’s hole. His fingertips were wet, smooth and greasy, and there was a subtle minty smell in the air.
He actually lubricated.
Yan Cenan leaned on Yan Xun’s shoulder, unable to see his increasingly dark look. He put his arm around Yan Xun’s neck. Seeing that Yan Xun wasn’t moving, he became anxious, and awkwardly pushed his fingers in him.
This entire lewd scene fell into Yan Xun’s eyes.
Yan Cenan ground his buttocks and waist into Yan Xun’s lower abdomen. Yan Xun’s proud penis was wedged between his legs, and his head prodded the delicate flesh of his ass. Too much lubrication and bodily fluid immediately rendered the two people’s lower bodies sticky and sloppy.
Yan Xun was close to losing it under his relentless teasing, and he managed to say only, “Cenan… Don’t overestimate my endurance.”
“No, gege. I want you,” Yan Cenan panted.
He was in the same boat. The lubricated cock just rubbed awkwardly against his groin, making it unpleasant. Using his backhand, he led Yan Xun’s penis to the opening before gently sinking his waist and swallowing the head whole.
Both guys breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Xun couldn’t take it anymore. He snatched Yan Cenan’s shoulder and tossed him into the bed. He hoisted the boy’s waist and allowed him to kneel, smacked his ass hard as if punishing him, and then drove his firm dick in.
Yan Cenan let out a muffled cry, pulling back Yan Xun’s thoughts about losing control. He took a deep breath and stopped, and when his hole finally relaxed after clamping him, he lashed mercilessly.
With each thrust, the cock tip would rub a certain spot fiercely and accurately. Yan Cenan soon couldn’t take it anymore. The intense pleasure stimulated him to grunt incoherently, “Gege, gege, no more…so good…ahhh…”
Yan Xun fucked him silently and brutally, and was a bit stimulated and hardened by his lewd talk. Yan Cenan’s legs and feet were so soft that he plumped on the bed. He tried turning his head to look at Yan Xun’s face, but he didn’t have the strength. “Gege, I want to see you…le-let’s change positions…”
Yan Xun agreed. He pulled out his penis, picked him up, and let him ride him.. This posture reached extremely deep that Yan Cenan pressed Yan Xun’s shoulder and gasped speechless. He just looked at Yan Xun’s face obsessively and called him, “Gege…”
Yan Cenan’s body was responsive. He shivered uncontrollably and soon came with a spasm. He looked at the white thick seminal fluid in Yan Xun’s abdomen and laughed.
He leaned weakly on Yan Xun’s chest and said softly, “Ge, you obviously…you obviously like me, why…won’t you admit it…” and he followed it with a kiss. Yan Xun stopped his lower body for a while, pulled away his sweaty hair, and watched him silently.
The two just looked at each other. Yan Xun placed Yan Cenan on the bed and pressed a kiss on his lips as if he had finished some ritual.
Yan Cenan squinted his eyes halfway, seemingly a bit tired. Yan Xun thrust in slowly, and Yan Cenan hooked his arms around his neck and wrapped his legs around his waist. He urged like an unsatisfied little fairy, “Hurry up…”
When Yan Xun heard his words, he was no longer merciful. He stood up quickly at the last moment, and then spurted a trembling orgasm as he ejaculated in Yan Cenan’s body.
He pulled out his semi-soft cock, took off the condom and threw it away, then picked up Yan Cenan and called him, “Cenan?”
Yan Cenan closed his eyes and hummed in response.
“Go take a bath.” Yan Xun said.
“Mmm…” Yan Cenan raised his arm around him and acted coquettish. “Just sleep like this, I’m so sleepy.”
Yan Xun reluctantly indulged him, holding his back as he covered them with duvets. He glanced at Yan Cenan. There was an imperceptible softness in his eyes.
You obviously like me, why won’t you admit it? The young boy’s voice seemed to echo again.
He’s admitting it.
He didn’t know when his feelings for Yan Cenan had changed.
Perhaps from the night he rescued Yan Cenan. Or from the moment he buried himself in his younger brother’s body, things went completely derailed, driving the two of them in an unknown direction.
The young man who had just tasted his love affair, even tried to seduce him again and again. No matter if intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Xun restrained himself cautiously.
However, it is undeniable that he has desires for Yan Cenan.
The moment he saw the tattoo on Yan Cenan’s shoulder blade, he wavered. In the days after Yan Cenan moved in, wavering became acquiescence, and the acquiescence with connivance, and finally evolved into this indistinguishable emotion.
Perhaps, you could try calling it “love”.
He pressed a gentle kiss on the boy’s forehead, then turned off the ceiling light and fell asleep.
In the parents house! Hardcore! Thanks for the translation.
Right – after having Yan Xun’s place all to themselves for two months 😂. The kink is strong in these two.
he’s saying he likes you with his actions but i hope he says it with words soon. thanks for translating💚
condolences to the mother