Under the colorful glow of the torches, it wasn't very clear whether Liu Xin's body was truly fair, but the faint pinkish hue cast by the torches only intensified the desire to touch her. Monkey was already somewhat regretting switching posts with Lao Jiu, but he knew himself well enough to know that his willpower was probably no match for this desire. If he went ahead, not only would he offend the boss, but if they really had to run, his stamina wouldn't be up to par.
"Tie those little brats' hands behind their backs too, lest they take advantage of us before I even get a chance to touch them!" The monkey tossed his head indignantly, his determination evident in his words. "Let's go, or I really won't want to leave!"
Just then, the eldest brother's hoarse voice came again, almost shaking Monkey's already made up his mind, "Ninth brother, make those girls take off their outer clothes. Their clothes should be cleaner. The extra ones can be used to bandage these two guys. It's better than the ones we're wearing that haven't been washed for who knows how many days!"
"Oh, I see, you all heard it. Do I still have to do it? Second Brother's method is pretty good. He took off his own clothes and left some for you. If you wait for me to do it, don't blame me for not leaving you a single strip of cloth!" Even in the flickering firelight, Lao Jiu's face looked very handsome. Even Hong Kong and Taiwan movie stars might not be more handsome than him. However, the way he said this was not very likable.
"Women are all fucking sluts! You really want me to do it?!" Old Nine roared, the torches hanging on the cave wall seeming to shake violently. Seeing the girls hurriedly removing their protective gear, his expression softened slightly. "They are fucking sluts! Hurry up, or I'll give you a beating!"
Summer vacation is summer, and even in Northeast China, summers are very hot. So none of these female students wore sweaters or anything like that. Once they took off their outer clothes, all that was left was their underwear. Fortunately, the students were relatively conservative and didn't wear sexy underwear. Their important parts were still covered up.
There are exceptions. Some girls are just starting puberty and are not used to wearing bras. When they take off their outer clothes, their two little bulges, like fried eggs, are exposed to the air. Even if they want to cover them with their hands, they can't really cover them up.
Moreover, their hands would be tied behind their backs, leaving them with no choice but to use their knees to cover their breasts.
"Boss!" A guy lying on the ground, though weak, couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Let the woman-hating Ninth Brother deal with them. Those girls might suffer even more than when they were served by the lecherous Second Brother! Hehe!"
"Yeah, maybe only Lao Jiu can resist the temptation of those girls when he goes up there!" another person lying on the side couldn't help but speak up. "Even if I don't have any strength right now, I might not be able to resist if I went up there!"
"Brother, I have a suggestion. Don't treat those young men too badly. Their hands are tied in front of them. Maybe it's their first time seeing a woman's body. How could they not react? Let's leave their hands in front and let them take care of themselves. At most, let Lao Jiu tie them up a few more times!"
After hearing what he said, I realized that many boys were tightly clenching their legs together. I don't need to say what they were clenching between their legs!
Episode 2, Metropolis, Chapter 14: Stay Away From Me (Highly stimulating, skip if you can't handle it)
"Hehe, Lao Jiu, look, there are many handsome boys among these! See if there's one you like!" The one tying up the boys was a much stronger-looking man. Zhao Luwei, the strongest boy in the class, looked to be at most half his size. It was precisely because of his appearance that these ignorant and arrogant boys dared not resist.
"Oh, I saw it a long time ago, especially that one, damn, so handsome, I'm dying of admiration, I've been drooling for ages!" Lao Jiu pointed at the group of boys, and Zhang Lei realized that the finger was pointing at him, which was very ominous.
Most people in this world have their own preferences. Generally speaking, if they don't like men, they like women. This Lao Jiu is no exception, but it's obvious that Zhang Lei doesn't approve of him.
"Little brother, don't be in such a hurry. After your big brother finishes dealing with these sluts, I'll come and get intimate with you!" As he spoke, Lao Jiu tied the people up even faster.
Zhang Lei looked at his hands, sweat beading on his forehead. 'Heavens above, my God, please let him go slower!' Unfortunately, Zhang Lei clearly hadn't burned enough incense before; his prayers went unheard by either heaven or the gods.
"Hey, don't come any closer! Have you forgotten what your big brother said? Don't drag everyone down!" Zhang Lei was now experiencing what Liu Xin had felt earlier. 'God, just kill all these damn friends! Why didn't a single one of them rush out to cover me? Seriously, Tian Zhiguo is way better looking than me, and his butt's rounder too. Why didn't that guy step in and take my place? He's such a bad friend!'
Zhang Lei was indeed a late bloomer, but that didn't stop him from maturing quickly after puberty. He had the privilege of freely reading and borrowing books in the middle school teachers' library. To be honest, teachers are people too, so there were quite a lot of things in the teachers' library. Therefore, Zhang Lei was not completely ignorant about homosexuality.
"It's nothing. The second brother always masturbates, so his body is weak. I'm fine. The little brother is already starting to care about his older brother. That's good. You'll understand in a moment!" As he spoke, the ninth brother moved closer to Zhang Lei and gently pinched Zhang Lei's face.
The ninth brother seemed much gentler than the second brother. He was incredibly gentle, and a charming smile appeared on his face, making the young girls who had just had a strange fondness for him almost vomit.
In fact, most young girls like handsome guys, especially those who exude mature charm. The same thing done by an ugly man and a handsome man will usually lead to different results. Everyone understands this, so I won't go into detail about scenarios one and two.
They used to be somewhat reserved, but now they're even more outrageous. Looking at handsome men seems to have become their inherent right. Regardless of whether they have boyfriends or not, they stare unabashedly at any handsome man they see. Many are even obsessed with BL (Boys' Love). If men looked at women like that, they'd probably be labeled as perverts. It seems like being looked at by women is an honor for men.
This is because small places aren't open-minded enough; otherwise, these girls might have looked up, opened their eyes wide, and stared at the handsome guy performing BL.
To Zhang Lei's surprise, the eldest brother did not stop Lao Jiu from doing what he was doing. Could it be that Lao Jiu was really in better physical condition? Doing it once was nothing special, and he didn't get tired at all?
"No, stay away from me, don't come near me!" Fortunately, his hands were tied in front of him, so he could still push away. Unfortunately, although Lao Jiu was gay, he was quite strong, and Zhang Lei had nowhere to back down. He was soon pressed against Lao Jiu.
As his lips drew closer, Zhang Lei inwardly screamed, "Oh my god, this is my first kiss! I don't want to give it to a man! Not even the most handsome one!"
When Zhang Lei was tied up, he had a clever trick up his sleeve. While others put their wrists together inside out, he deliberately stacked his wrists one on top of the other. This way, if he pulled his wrists down from above, the rope would loosen considerably.
More importantly, this makes it easier to exert force—not forward, but so that the rope can be easily rubbed against the knees while sitting on the ground. Conversely, it's much harder to exert force forward. Zhang Lei is already regretting what he did earlier; otherwise, he could have pushed outward with more force, even if it meant delaying losing his first kiss by just one second!
Lao Jiu didn't kiss Zhang Lei directly on the lips. Instead, he gently nibbled on the upper edge of Zhang Lei's ear, his teeth lightly grinding against it, and said in a muffled tone, "Little brother, don't rush, let's take it slow!"
As he spoke, he slipped his hand inside his belt. "The little guy isn't fully grown yet, but that's okay, a little penis is even more endearing!"
To be honest, Zhang Lei felt a little relieved. Although he was also gay, it was still more terrifying to have his own backdoor opened than to have someone else's. Now he just prayed that this guy wasn't a two-way plug. If he didn't care whether he was satisfied or not, he might open Zhang Lei's backdoor again, and Zhang Lei would really be devastated.
No wonder he said he wasn't worried about stamina. A bottom really doesn't need much stamina, and judging from the looks of it, his back door has already endured countless training sessions. What kind of tearing pain could Zhang Lei, a little sparrow who hasn't even grown up yet, possibly bring him?
Old Nine's one hand slowly explored Zhang Lei's body, while his other hand rhythmically stroked Zhang Lei's penis, occasionally teasing the area below Zhang Lei's testicles with his fingers. Zhang Lei had been studying Qigong and knew that the point between the GM and yn was the perineum, the only erogenous zone a man had besides his genitals.
Unlike women, men only have a few erogenous zones. Zhang Lei wasn't some naive kid who couldn't even masturbate. He took his first time with his own hands, and he had tried to recapture that feeling of pleasure in his spare time.
However, his little skill was negligible compared to the old man in front of him. The old man's finger moved slightly, and a numbing current instantly spread throughout Zhang Lei's body. He couldn't even struggle anymore, and his little thing below finally became restless and disobedient, sticking its head up.
Old Jiu felt the little creature in his hand raise its head, and his eyes shone with pride. He worked even harder, treating the little bird like a pipa, plucking, sweeping, and playing all sorts of instruments. But to his surprise, the little bird, which had been so spirited just moments before, suddenly lowered its head.
Lao Jiu originally planned to use his hand to bring Zhang Lei to his first time. These young boys usually don't have much stamina, and he didn't want to leave Lao Jiu feeling unsatisfied. The second time would be much better. Not to mention young men, according to statistics, even middle-aged and elderly men's second time usually lasts more than twenty minutes, provided that there is a second time.
Moreover, the semen that was ejaculated could be used as a lubricant. In the cave, everything had to be kept simple, and Lao Jiu didn't care about being particular. When he was in prison, Lao Jiu could steal some lard while helping out in the kitchen, but who would carry that stuff with them when transferring to another prison?
Therefore, this was originally a win-win situation, but only for Lao Jiu. Although Zhang Lei's name also contains three stones, he absolutely dislikes things like hunting birds that disrupt the ecological balance.
Fortunately, Zhang Lei possesses an extra internal energy compared to ordinary people. While this isn't enough for him to defeat adults in direct combat, let alone vicious criminals like these, his internal energy allows him to control his body, including any part of it.
Although using internal energy to swell up the penis is strenuous and often feels like a losing proposition, it's quite convenient to use internal energy to guide the blood out of the corpora cavernosa. Zhang Lei was indeed aroused, but in the current situation, it was best to restrain himself. A man's first time may not be worth much, but he shouldn't give it to another man's anus.
So, just as Lao Jiu was filled with longing, Zhang Lei's little bird suddenly went limp, shrinking back, even softer and smaller than before. Zhang Lei had overdone the blood draw; if a little more had been done, he probably would have mastered the "Suoyang Rufu Divine Skill," which was the highest level of Iron Shirt, cough cough, even calling it Crazy Iron Shirt wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Old Jiu was very puzzled. This wasn't the first time he had ever molested young boys, but this was the first time he had encountered this situation. Premature ejaculation usually requires ejaculation before the penis softens, but here it was, with no extra material in his hand, yet it softened on its own. Could it be some kind of mutated new function?
Even if these people hadn't practiced martial arts outside, they would have learned some while living in the same cell as the boss. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to survive in prison. It's not a place for good men and women. Even if they were truly good men and women, they would be corrupted in less than two months.
However, most of them have never been exposed to internal energy cultivation. Even for many martial arts practitioners, internal energy cultivation is still like a legend, a legend whose truth is unknown.
That said, even someone who has practiced internal energy cultivation, and even reached a high level, still couldn't imagine Zhang Lei's control over internal energy. Internal energy cultivation is usually extremely rigorous. Once a certain level is reached, a slight deviation can lead to anything from complete paralysis to qi deviation or even death. Therefore, everyone practices internal energy cultivation with utmost care, strictly following the meridians. They dare not touch any meridians not specified in the manual, and they wouldn't even dare change their posture. What Zhang Lei just did was something they wouldn't even dare to imagine.
People like Zhang Lei, who guided their internal energy to roam freely throughout their body from the very beginning, and even began to reorganize their bodies under the guidance of self-examination, are extremely rare. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are unique at present.
Zhang Lei's current internal energy cultivation is certainly not profound; in fact, its effects are currently at a weakened stage, a stage not found in other internal energy cultivation methods. If internal energy isn't used to strengthen the body but instead causes significant harm, then what's the point of practicing it? However, Zhang Lei's control over his internal energy is definitely at the master level; even qigong masters who have reached the innate stage are far from achieving his level.