When the Wild Beast is Trapped in the Nightmare Cycle (BL)
Chapter 264: Spit It Out! [M]

Chapter 264: Spit It Out! [M]

Shen Nianzu threw his head back, his mouth falling open in a silent scream. His toes dug into the mattress painfully as his back arched off the bed.

He had lost control. He, who had always been a stickler for control with obsessive tendencies, finally lost control of himself for the very first time. He couldn’t seem to stop the spasms and shudders rippling through his body in the throes of intense pleasure. His mind blanked out, and he was certain that he blacked out for a second there because when his awareness returned, he found himself collapsing onto the bed in a soft puddle. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his heart raced as if he’d sprinted a marathon.

This was the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced and – God bless him – the quickest. He couldn’t believe it. It had not even been three seconds yet since Jin Jiuchi took him into his mouth and he already...

No, this was all because he had been teased for so long. Yes, that must be it! It had nothing to do with his durability and manly prowess!

Coming down from the orgasm, Shen Nianzu’s entire body felt languid and hazy. He could not even muster the strength to raise his head. His eyelids were trying hard to glue themselves together, and the urge to simply drift off to sleep was almost too much to resist. But as it turned out, a certain someone had a different plan for him.

Jin Jiuchi had not taken his mouth off Shen Nianzu’s cock ever since. He merely stayed between Shen Nianzu’s legs, pressing his tongue flat against the underside and allowing the tip to rest against his throat. He was in a state of euphoria after being fed with ropes after ropes of thick and delicious essence – Nian’er must not have jerked himself off for quite some time! – and he could surely maintain the same position for eternity were it not for two pressing reasons.

First, his jaw was getting sore.

Second, he couldn’t swallow his saliva. It pooled inside his mouth and dribbled down the corner of his lips, and in a subconscious gesture, he gulped. But how could this movement go unnoticed by Shen Nianzu, who was so sensitive that even the caress of the cool air was enough to make him shudder?

"A–Ah!" He was abruptly yanked out of his post-organism haze by the stimuli on his overly sensitive manhood, and imagined his shock when he looked down to find that Jin Jiuchi was still down there with his cock in his mouth! Holy hell, the visual impact was beyond devastating. Jin Jiuchi, peering up at him through his lashes with his slick and red lips wrapped snugly around his length, was literally an image straight out of his filthiest dreams.

"Jin Jiuchi!" He nearly screeched. "Spit it out!"

Jin Jiuchi attempted to refuse, but all that could come out of his mouth was ’mm–mmh!’ sounds.

The vibration from his vocal chords was akin to a surge of electric shock on Shen Nianzu’s hypersensitive shaft, forcing a cry to tear out of his lips. His cock gave a valiant twitch as it responded enthusiastically to the stimulation and hell, how could he not have realized that his refractory period was this short?!

"S–Spit it out..." he commanded again, though this time his momentum had clearly become weaker. His tone laced with a hint of pleading sob.

But when had Jin Jiuchi let go of something he desired once he had it within his grasp?

Of course, he did not comply. Not only did he not spit the cock out of his mouth, he also swirled his tongue around as though mapping the shape and size of each vein and burning them into memory. Shen Nianzu was almost driven to the brink of madness. His cock spurted out a few weak drops of cum and Jin Jiuchi savored every drop as if it were a precious elixir. Even when there was no more left, he still probed the slit with the tip of his tongue, eager to coax out every last trace.

"A–AH!" This time, Shen Nianzu was unable to suppress his voice anymore. His scream ricocheted off the walls and he had a split second to thank his lucky stars that his villa was nestled in the secluded mountain so that no nosy neighbors would come knocking, thinking that a bloody murder had taken place.

But soon, every single thought in his mind dissipated like smoke blown away by a furious typhoon in the face of the numbing sensation between his legs. He gripped the sheets so tightly that it almost tore, and a wave of emptiness engulfed his mind. He was floating, flying amidst the swirl of tempest delight and nothing seemed to exist anymore other than the wet heat of Jin Jiuchi’s mouth around him.

"Oh my God..." he gasped, blinking away the tears that clung onto his lashes. Had he just come again? In such a short span of time? When he came to, it was to the sensation of Jin Jiuchi lazily licking his length, starting from the root before going up to the tip, unwilling to miss even an inch. He only paused when he noticed that Shen Nianzu had regained his senses, and he cast an inquisitive glance up at him.

Shen Nianzu felt too boneless and drained to be angry, so he raised his trembling leg to kick Jin Jiuchi on the shoulder. Not surprisingly, the man did not budge a bit. "Stop..." he panted, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Stop doing that..."

Jin Jiuchi blinked at him, then he hollowed his cheeks and made a particularly powerful suction to make his refusal known.

"You—!" Shen Nianzu was so angry that he laughed. Did Jin Jiuchi intend to suck his soul out of his dick?! Because he knew that if this continued, he would pass out for sure! He mustered every last drop of strength in his body to make his voice sound firmer, "I’m telling you to stop! You’re going to suck me dry!" He stomped on Jin Jiuchi’s shoulder a few more times, until the man finally deigned to pull away with an obscene, lewd ’pop’.

"But, Nian’er..." he pouted, further highlighting his slightly swollen and moist lips. "I want more."

"Fuck..." Shen Nianzu cursed softly under his breath when he felt his cock twitching, seemingly interested in going for another round. Nope, not today! Not a chance! With a mixture of helplessness and exasperation, he chided, "What are you, a hungry ghost? It’s not like we will only be doing it today, so what’s the rush? If you keep this going, don’t think I will allow you to go down on me again."

At that moment, Shen Nianzu still had no idea what these careless words would cost him in the future.

For now, he was still basking in the post-orgasm languidness, and his whole person was soft and pliant. He opened his arms invitingly and coaxed in a gentle and almost sultry voice, "Come here and let me take a look at you."