Every Meal - Chapter 2: It's Definitely Softer
Translator: Deyonna
In the dream, a pair of rough and wide palms stroked his body from head to toe.
The palm was very powerful, as if he was kneading a piece of plump and soft meat. His body, which was stiff from work, became limp little by little from the kneading. He was kneaded until the juice was about to flow out.
Kneading on his buttocks, the other muscular and strong arm seems to be also doing something. Every rise and fall of his palm constantly stretched the taut and thick bulging arc, until his fingers were wet and murky, stained with water stains, making it a mess.
"Wipe it. I dirty you…"
His ears seemed to have been licked by a hot and humid tongue. Kong Qiao trembled at those words, then suddenly sat up from the bed in shock.
It was bright daylight.
He lifted the quilt that he had messed up, stared at the wet crotch for a long time, and fell back on the bed with an "ow".
Heavens, life is short, ah.
He actually had a spring dream of the butcher?!
Kong Qiao buried his blushing face in the pillow, refusing to accept this fact.
No no no, even if my big powerful gong is not a domineering president, at least it must be a young talent!?
The butcher's low-level attire and rough appearance flashed through Kong Qiao's mind, and he shivered uncomfortably.
He really wanted to be fucked, but he didn't want to be pressed on the cutting board, ah!
Although he has a few dirty thoughts in his heart, Kong Qiao actually has zero actual combat experience.
All his fantasies about love basically come from various TV dramas and novels, and his ideals are too unrealistic. So he just thought that he had been hungry and thirsty for a long time that he had dreamt of last night and immediately stuffed it into the back of his mind, completely ignoring it.
Kong Qiao got up and took a shower, washed the dirty underwear, and changed into a pair of bright-colored little triangles.
He has liked bright things since he was a child. Even all of his underwear was gaudy, which came in color red, yellow, blue, green, indigo, and purple. Even rainbows can't be compared to how colorful his underwear is.
Kong Qiao casually picked up a pair of bright yellow briefs. After putting it on his naked body, he looked in the mirror and felt that his skin was glowing.
He doesn't know if it was because of this morning's release that there was a sense of comfort between his brows and eyes at this time. Looking at the hot reflection in the mirror, it's very attractive and delicious.
Kong Qiao sighed with satisfaction and regret.
Sigh.
He's such a plump and lovely fruit. When will he be plucked and eaten?
The alarm on the nightstand interrupted the little fruit's self-admiration.
Kong Qiao quickly scooped out a spoonful of moisturizing cream and applied it to his body to complete another process in the morning.
That's right, in addition to getting up to wash your face and rinse your mouth, Kong Qiao also moisturizes his body so that it is fragrant and smooth every day.
Even the elbows and buttocks will not be spared. It must be carefully moisturized bit by bit.
After all, he is a delicate little fairy boy.
In addition to dressing up to be eye-catching on the outside, the inside body must not be left behind!
Kong Qiao thought very beautifully—if one day he and his big gong provoked thunder and fire[1], and his big gong tore open his clothes and touch his body, wouldn't it be nice that he would love it too much to hate to part with it and couldn't bear to let it go?
[1]It's a kind of powerful energy from nature but is also used to describe the abundance of passion and sexual energy.
In the end, he also made a profit.
Hehe.
So this process must not be left out.
After finishing all the preparations, it's time to go to work.
Kong Qiao looked at the sunny weather outside, and picked out a light blue thin shirt from the wardrobe, matching it with a white suit.
His figure is well-shaped. Although he hasn't built muscles, he eats healthily and occasionally takes time out to exercise in the company's gym, so he looks very energetic after putting on a suit.
After getting dressed, Kong Qiao looked in the mirror.
The person in the mirror is still so handsome. The straight shoulders, curvature of his neck, and upturned little buttocks are well displayed by the well-tailored suit.
Kong Qiao looked up and down and nodded in satisfaction. Only then did he pick up his briefcase and go out to work full of vigor.
The sun particularly rose very early on this day. Walking out of the door, you can immediately feel the heat of the weather.
After walking two steps, Kong Qiao felt a little hot, so he took off his coat and put it on his arm, leaving only a blue shirt and white trousers.
He bought this new suit last month, and it was the first time he wore it.
In order for air to penetrate in summer, the fabric of the suit is not a conventional thick weave, but a thin blend of cotton and linen.
Under the incandescent light in the room, it's not too obvious, but when you go outside and it hits the sunlight, the fabric is a little see-through.
At this time, Kong Qiao hadn't noticed this problem yet.
He only shielded the sun with his hand and hurried forward. His little buttocks wiggled along with his steps, bulging into a round arc.
Only a man who was standing outside a shop on the street moving goods noticed his figure. He also noticed the small yellow triangle showing under the tight suit pants.
"What are you looking at? Go ahead!"
In the truck parked outside the store, someone was unloading some stuff.
Tu Liang was beckoned several times by his colleagues before he turned his gaze back. With one hand, he easily picked up a box of fruit and carried it into the store.
It happened that this box of fruit contained lemons. The bright and vivid yellow color dazzled Tu Liang's eyes.
He remembered a certain part of someone he had just seen with his sharp eyes and he couldn't help but move his throat.
Tu Liang picked up a lemon and, following its smooth and round arc, he wrapped it with his palm.
He doesn't know…
If he squeezed that part, would it be the same feeling?
No, it's definitely softer.
It's soft and bouncy, all of his fingers holding will sink, and it will definitely bounce back to a round shape when he lets go.
Puchi——
He squeezed the lemon and juices burst into his hand.
"Hey, if you squeezed it, you have to pay for it!"
The manager of the store glanced at the thing in Tu Liang's hand and shouted.
"En, I will pay for it."
Tu Liang took out the money indifferently, squeezing the fruit in his hand and throwing aside the lemon in his hand at will.
Just before he continued his work, he put his juicy thumb on his thick lips.
He took a sip like drinking poison in the hope of quenching his thirst.[2]
[2]a supposed remedy that only makes matters worse.
Thanks for the update
ReplyDeleteThanks for uploading a new spicy story. Loved your previous translation and this one seems promising as well!
ReplyDeleteOh noo is he wearing a neon yellow jockstrap under a pair of white linen pants?? 🙀
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