Zhou Family Brothers

After entering the house, Zhou Chun pressed Zhou Chu on the door and gnawed on it.

Zhou Chu only took off one of his shoes.

The two got entangled, and slowly moved into the house, throwing their clothes all the way.

Now Zhou Chun is no longer willing to just masturbate each other. Every time he does it, his hands will play with Zhou Chu's ass. His palm is big and can cover a lot of meat. The meat on Zhou Chu's butt is soft and soft. It's very tactile, and it's hard to put it down.

Zhou Chu was also made quite comfortable. His brother had calluses on the palms of his hands, and he felt a little indescribably comfortable when rubbing them.

Zhou Chu was kneeling on his stomach, Zhou Chun pressed on him, touched his front with one hand and rubbed his buttocks with the other, his genitals just inserted between Zhou Chu's legs, rubbing back and forth.

Zhou Chu was made to keep humming in his mouth.

Zhou Chun stretched out his tongue, and licked Zhou Chu's tailbone all the way to the back of his neck. After licking, he leaned over to look at Zhou Chu's face. He said, "sluts."

Verbal stimulation is often more exciting than direct physical contact. When Zhou Chu heard it, a burst of heat surged in his abdomen, and a drop of transparent liquid uncontrollably emerged from the lower eye opening.

Zhou Chun's hand was being rubbed by him, and it just touched his thumb, then he took his hand away and put it into Zhou Chu's mouth.

Although it was a drop, it also had a strange smell. Zhou Chu immediately spat out his brother's hand, poohed twice, and said with a slightly coquettish tone, "Disgusting." He stretched out his hand and slapped his brother's hand away.

Zhou Chun opened his buttocks, poked the creases underneath, and suddenly said, "I want to stab you!"

Zhou Chu was so frightened that he shrank back immediately, raised his upper body and let the front hide.He warned in his mouth: "Don't mess around."

Zhou Chun's hand was so strong, he pressed Zhou Chu's back with one hand, and then pushed him down, and the other hand slapped his buttocks with a "slap", "Be honest!"

Zhou Chu tensed his gluteal muscles, tilted his neck and looked back while struggling, "Brother, stop making trouble, I won't play anymore."

Zhou Chun rolled up the front for him again, and rarely used a discussion tone, saying: "I can't wait to fuck you, what should I do?"

Zhou Chu was snorted by his waiter, and said: "Hold it!"

Zhou Chun lowered his head and bit the flesh on his shoulder with great force. The painful Zhou Chu suddenly gasped and yelled, "Ah...it hurts, are you a dog?"

"That's right." Zhou Chun is indeed a dog.

"..." Zhou Chu himself came to his senses after speaking.

Zhou Chun's hand left Zhou Chu's lower body, and pinched the egg sac in his palm.

Zhou Chu snorted softly, and water began to bubble out from under him comfortably.

"Comfortable?"

"……Um."

"Will you let me fuck your ass?"

"...don't let it go."

Zhou Chun tightened his grip on the finger, and asked again, "Will you let me go?"

Zhou Chu is so cool and suffocated

Panicked, still stubborn, "Don't let me go."

Zhou Chun's other hand held Zhou Chu's lifeline, and his hand was not light. Zhou Chu felt really uncomfortable this time, so he was honest without asking his brother, "Let go, I will let you, I will let you go!" let."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chun immediately got off Zhou Chu's body, stretched his arms and took out a bottle of lubricating fluid from the drawer at the head of the bed.

Zhou Chu took a look and was terrified. He turned over and got out of bed, trying to run to the door.

Zhou Chun grabbed Zhou Chu's hair and pulled him back to the bed.

Zhou Chu's scalp hurt from being pulled, and he yelled, "Ah, let go..."

Zhou Chun let go of his hand, rubbed him considerately, and said, "Okay, stick your butt."

Zhou Chu looked vigilant, covered his buttocks with his hands, and said nothing.

Zhou Chun narrowed his eyes, and tried to persuade with words, "Try it, I promise it will be great."

Zhou Chu is not stupid again, he is not sure if he is happy, but the pain is certain.He kept shaking his head and refused to try.

Zhou Chun saw that he couldn't be soft, so he had to be tough. He grabbed Zhou Chu's arm with one hand, and sat him down. After freeing his hand, he opened his buttocks with one hand, and opened the lubricating fluid with the other hand. The bottle was squeezed in.

Zhou Chu was lying on the bed, unable to see anything, and he howled as soon as the bottle was wrinkled.

Zhou Chun thought it was noisy, so he twisted Zhou Chu, and shouted: "Shut up, I haven't gone in yet."

Zhou Chu's voice was soft, but his body was tense, "I won't play anymore, hiss..." This time, the lubricating fluid poured in was cold.

Holding the bottle in his hand, Zhou Chun kept squeezing it in. He squeezed in almost half of the bottle before removing it, and then poked his fingers into the liquid.

"It hurts, brother, stop making trouble..." This time Zhou Chu was really in pain, he pulled his neck and turned his head back, his brother was sitting on his waist, unable to move, but his legs flopped away.

Zhou Chun's finger actually only went in a small section of the fingertip, so he slowed down his movements and kept urging Zhou Chu to relax.

Zhou Chuji's forehead was sweating, and he cursed indiscriminately: "Fuck your mother Zhou Chun, your fingers are in my ass, and you fucking let me relax, try!"

Zhou Chun remained steady, threatening: "You'd better shut up, otherwise, I'll stab you in the mouth after I've inserted my hand in your butt!"

"..." Zhou Chu shut up, his brother did this before, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

Once Zhou Chu was honest, Zhou Chun's life went much smoother.

Behind Zhou Chu is a piece of uncultivated wasteland. It takes time and patience to develop it, and what Zhou Chun lacks most is patience. It took nearly six years from the time he started thinking about Zhou Chu to eating it in his mouth!Patience is first class.

However, Zhou Chu was suffering, wanting to cry but not crying. He sensitively felt his brother's fingers turning back and forth in his intestines, as well as the lubricating fluid, sticky and greasy, always uncomfortable.

After Zhou Chun added a finger, Zhou Chu's gluteal muscles sprung up again, wrapping around

The muscles kept contracting, trying to squeeze out the excess.

Zhou Chun's fingers hurt from being pinched, and he couldn't move anymore. He coaxed, "Relax, I'll take your fingers out."

Zhou Chu relaxed without even thinking about it.But who would have thought that his brother backtracked, not only didn’t pull it out, but poked another piece in. At this moment, Zhou Chu was really uncomfortable and cried, “I won’t play anymore, I won’t do it, you come out, oh Woo..."

Zhou Chun didn't move his hand, he slowly poked in, and pressed his fingertips on the surrounding intestinal walls, not to mention the taste, it was really not pleasant.

It wasn't until Zhou Chu inserted four fingers behind that Zhou Chun changed into his own dick. He touched a lot of lubricating fluid on his roots in advance, but it was still difficult to penetrate.

However, Zhou Chu held his breath and clenched his fists tightly. Every time Zhou Chun went in, his back became tighter and tighter.

Zhou Chun was also having a hard time, the tight intestines made him uncomfortable, so he gritted his teeth for the last time and stabbed it to the end with all his strength.

"Ah..." Zhou Chu felt a burning pain in his intestines, and suddenly howled, as if he was about to die. Zhou Chun, who was so loud, had ringing in his ears for a moment.

But Zhou Chun was different, he squinted his eyes in comfort, and when the excitement passed, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt and stuffed it into Zhou Chu's mouth.

Zhou Chu started to shed tears again, and he swore in his heart that there would be no next time.

Zhou Chun picked up Zhou Chu's waist, forced him to raise his buttocks, grabbed the already limp guy between his legs, and rolled up.

After a long time, Zhou Chu's feeling came again.The back is uncomfortable, but the front is comfortable. It's like fire and ice, and I handed over the gun in a short while.

Zhou Chun didn't delay much, and quickly reached the high place, pulled it out, and shot Zhou Chu's ass.

After finishing, Zhou Chu spread out on the bed, an unspeakable place was burning hot, looking at Zhou Chun who was still immersed in the aftertaste of orgasm, he couldn't help raising his hand and slapped him.

Zhou Chun woke up from the beating, raised his eyes, grabbed Zhou Chu's hand, and kissed it on his lips.

Zhou Chu was disgusted, his face was contorted, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word, turned his neck, and turned his face to the other side.

Zhou Chun was whipped, and he was in a good mood. He put his hand on Zhou Chu's back and stroked it back and forth.

It was impossible to sleep in this room again, and the two moved to another bedroom.

Zhou Chu limped to take a shower, and took out his mobile phone from his clothes pocket on the ground. Seeing that several missed calls were from Wang Ziyu, he wanted to dial back, but before he could dial, his brother snatched the mobile phone and threw it aside. .

"Is it still uncomfortable?" There was a rare tenderness in Zhou Chun's voice.

"..." But Zhou Chu had no blessing to accept it, which aroused goosebumps.Without giving his brother a straight face, he turned and went into the living room, and lay down on the sofa.

In the evening, the porridge they drank, Zhou Chu was hungry, but he had no appetite.

Zhou Chun didn't persuade, because at this juncture, eat less and suffer less, so Zhou Chun didn't persuade, but peeled the apple and cut it into small pieces, and personally fed Zhou Chu some.

Zhou Chu took advantage of this to enjoy the taste of being a master.

……

Two days later, Zhou Chu was able to jump like a normal person again.It was only when I was at work that I remembered the phone call from Wang Ziyu two days ago, and I dialed it back, but couldn't get through.

In order to hide from his brother, Wang Ziyu had already persuaded Ye Zhishuo to take him to the military area.

A few days later, the two got in touch again.

Wang Ziyu still hated Zhou Chu's betrayal of him, so he didn't have a good attitude when answering the phone. "Zhou Chu, your wife's tongue, why are you messing with Sun Yanheng?"

That day, Zhou Chu didn't get anything out of his brother's mouth, so he called Sun Yanheng and talked about the matter.

Sun Yanheng knew everything, but he didn't tell Zhou Chu. Two days later, he told Wang Ziyu about it. Wang Ziyu was with Ye Zhishuo at the time, and after listening to it, he scolded the Zhou brothers again.

Compared with when a woman loves to tease, a man has more than that.

Zhou Chu showed no regrets at all, and replied: "Just your little shit, what's there to be careless about, don't take yourself seriously."

Wang Ziyu is not a good idiot either, how can he stand this useless, and push back, yin and yang said strangely: "Oh, I beg you, please don't take it seriously!"

The two of them hadn't been going well recently, they satirized and bickered with each other back and forth, and finally broke up unhappy and dropped the phone at the same time.

In a blink of an eye, it entered winter, and the weather gradually became colder.

The old man of the Wang family suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage without any warning, and went to the hospital in the middle of the night. Even Wang Zitao, who was outside, rushed back overnight.

In terms of the relationship between the two families, the Zhou family will definitely want to visit.Mr. Wang's seniority is high, and it's not enough for Zhou Chun and the others to go. At this moment, even if Father Zhou is reluctant to walk with the Wang family, he can go.

Zhou Chu also went with him. The old man was sober and not suitable for seeing people. They put down their things, said something to the Queen Mother Lu Jing, and then left.

Within two days, before Mr. Wang was discharged from the hospital, Wang Ziyu moved in again. This time, because of the Dongchuang incident, he was smashed by his brother's chair...