Every Meal - Chapter 30: Drinking Yakult

Translator: Deyonna

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Kong Qiao didn't have to exert any effort to get from the bathroom to the sofa, as the man carried him the whole way. However, during that short yet seemingly endless journey just now, he experienced a soaring pleasure that almost reached the top of his head for the first time in his life.

Although his butt still ached from being stretched by the big weapon, besides the pain, the wonderful sensation of being penetrated to the deepest place by the force of gravity and the man's brute strength was something he had never experienced before, even when he masturbated.

Itching, swelling, and soreness.

He felt as if he was sitting on the most thrilling roller coaster. After experiencing a long and teasing foreplay, he climbed up to the highest point, swaying along with the roller coaster train.

Then, with a "whoosh," he fell from the sky.

The feeling of weightlessness, impact, and intense stimulation brought on by the sudden surge of adrenaline almost instantly rushed into his body all at once. It crawled along the walls of his hole, entering his lower abdomen, his cock, his chest cavity, and his heart until it consumed him entirely.

And then it climbed up again.

And then it fell again.

Kong Qiao lost himself in the ups and downs of the roller coaster. By the end, he couldn't even muster the strength to hold on to the safety bar, but luckily, two strong and wide safety belts were tightly wrapped around his weak waist.

The hard and hot seat under his butt followed him closely throughout the bumps, serving as his strongest support, yet also the culprit that prevented him from returning to level ground.

The shaking was too violent and frequent, and every time the man took a step, Kong Qiao had to endure it. By the time he was carried to the sofa, he couldn't even moan anymore. He just opened his mouth slightly, occasionally spilling out sweet and lewd whimpers as the frequency of the impact of the thick and hard cock in his hole increased.

The clock on the wall made a ticking sound, indicating the arrival of midnight.

The city outside had already entered the time of slumber, but in this small bachelor apartment, the beauty of the night seemed to have just begun.

The small, niche, blue sofa finally lived up to its price on this night. With a muffled "bang," the two intertwined bodies fell onto its soft cushions, accompanied by sticky and heavy slapping sounds.

The fair-skinned body was almost half sunk into the soft cushion.

After experiencing such a "long" journey, Kong Qiao was almost in a state of being at the mercy of others, lying limp and soft on the sofa. The man lying on top of him, however, seemed to have no signs of physical exhaustion, still moving like a motor.

Compared to the fierce and heavy impact just now, the man's thrusts were now more gentle and slow. It was like the sudden rain and wind had slowed down, turning into a mild and gentle drizzle.

This sofa was already nearly two meters long, and with the addition of a long lounger that stood upright, it almost occupied nearly half of the living room space.

In the past, when Kong Qiao sat alone on the sofa, he always felt it was too big and empty. However, when Tu Liang piled his bronze and muscular body on top of Kong Qiao, he realized how big the gap between people could be—Tu Liang's legs were almost hanging off the sofa.

Hateful!

Why is he so tall and big?

What did he eat to grow up like that!?

Kong Qiao, who had just gotten off the roller coaster, was still breathing heavily and unconsciously blurted out this question.

Tu Liang, who was still working hard, heard this and found it a bit funny, but still answered his little peacock's question, "Hmm... about the same as what you eat."

Kong Qiao's hand was still resting on Tu Liang's shoulder. When he heard this, he couldn't help but reach down and grab a handful of the man's huge chest muscles, and spat out, "I grew up eating Cutie[1], did you?"

[1] 可爱多 (kĕ ài duō) a local ice cream brand. I don't wanna use the pinyin, so let's go with Cutie.

Is this person lacking self-awareness?

Being so strong and so big in that place, how could he possibly eat the same as this delicate little fairy boy?

He only eats a fistful of rice every day, while this butcher could probably eat three times as much as him! Humph!

Although Tu Liang may not have eaten Cutie, it doesn't mean he doesn't know what it is.

He was amused by Kong Qiao's cuteness, and his body trembled as he chuckled twice. His dick buried inside Kong Qiao's tight passage also jumped up, causing the person below to let out a lovely moan.

Tu Liang's heart was burning as he grabbed Kong Qiao's two white and fleshy thighs and thrust a few times with force. He then gasped for breath and said, "No, I didn't."

"In this world, only our Qiao Qiao grew up eating Cutie."

For Tu Liang, this is the truest truth he could ever tell, but when Kong Qiao heard it, he felt that this person was just sweet-talking and making things up. While his ears turn red, he also secretly despises himself for being so easily seduced.

However, the actions just now did have some effect on Tu Liang. At least Kong Qiao could see beads of sweat forming on the man's muscular chest.

Countless beads of sweat were densely scattered on the man's tanned skin, and under the light in the living room, they emitted a seductive luster.

Kong Qiao couldn't stop his hand from touching again.

Both of his hands moved down from the man's neck and shoulders and wandered foolishly over the muscular chest and abdominal muscles in front of him. As he kneaded the firm and elastic muscles under his palms, he said to Tu Liang, "I think…"

"You must have grown up drinking yakult[2]."

[2] 益力多 (yì lì duō) is a Chinese equivalent of a Yakult brand.

As he spoke, he raised his head and leaned in to nibble and bite on Tu Liang's chest while squeezing it. "You're like a bull… so much muscle and strength."

Tu Liang is just about to be seduced to death by such a little peacock.

In the small market where he works now, there are milks and yogurts for sale, including those palm-sized drinks that come in a row of five. The milk-like beverage is very popular among children, and many parents will buy a pack while shopping for groceries.

He remembered that it was called Yakult.

Tu Liang had never drunk it before, but it didn't stop him from answering Kong Qiao at that moment.

"En, you're right."

He leaned his chest closer to the boy, almost actively pushing his own nipple into Kong Qiao's small mouth. Meanwhile, his erect dick, swollen all the way, also headed towards the other soft and tender mouth, making a gurgling sound and leaving Kong Qiao speechless.

The pure and bright sapphire blue became the most reassuring harbor at this moment.

The two attracted individuals were deeply immersed in this clear and pure blue, tightly embracing each other.

The world became clear and empty, without alarm clocks, work, the endless sound of construction outside, or the daily hustle and bustle of pedestrians and residents.

The world is left with only the two of them.

They were connected, entangled, and kissing, and a never-before-seen tremor seemed to storm towards them from the blue sky and ocean, yet, it disappeared into thin air in the increasingly intense rhythm of their movements, turning into even more surging pleasure that permeated into every inch of their bodies.

White, deep, and dazzling.

Colors have become the most straightforward emotional catharsis at this moment. They intertwined, constantly colliding, separating, overlapping, and converging.

Until the world had sound again.

Until the two of them were passionately kissing, twitching, and blending their deep and sweet voices together.

Kong Qiao collapsed onto the sofa in a daze.

He almost moved from the center of the sofa to the edge.

At this moment, he finally knew what a 'rag doll' was—his—Kong Qiao's alias for tonight.

Tu Liang sat up and tied a knot in the almost full condom before throwing it into the trash can next to the coffee table.

Kong Qiao lazily raised his hand to him, wanting the man to carry him to the bathroom to clean up since both of them were sticky all over.

However, Tu Liang didn't catch his meaning.

Tu Liang only held onto Kong Qiao's tender, white, and slender fingers, lovingly kissing them several times before holding them in his own palm. And he buried his head, licking his way down from Kong Qiao's chest.

"Mnng... what are you doing!?"

Kong Qiao felt like he had been completely drained today.

However, he still felt a lot of sensation when the man licked him like this!

Hateful, this annoying, big goblin!

Tu Liang glanced at Kong Qiao.

At the same time, he did not forget to flick the tip of his tongue and swallow the liquid that the little peacock spilled on his belly into his mouth.

"Drinking Yakult."

He licked his lips and a hint of

sensuality appeared on his typically rugged and masculine face, revealing a side of him that was rarely seen.

"I'll drink more," Kong Qiao heard the butcher's hoarse voice say to him, "so that in the future, I'll become even more to your liking."

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