Huo Zhen, the man who stole Murong Bai’s v!rginity, was the second young master of B City’s Huo family. The men of the Huo family were known for their height and bronze skin, and Huo Zhen also possessed these traits. His height was 189 cm and his weight was 79 kilos, and he exuded an unruly air.
His body was robust, his nature was wild, and his looks were handsome.
He was currently 24 and lived alone in the high-end bachelor’s apartment owned by his family. This apartment complex, Chu Mansion, was one of the businesses owned by them and was placed under Huo Zhen’s management in the name of gaining experience as he had nothing else to do.
During the second month of Huo Zhen’s residence, the second young master took notice of the pretty boy who moved next door.
Murong Bai was precisely his type. An elite architect with good taste in clothes, roughly 175 cm tall. His head of soft hair bounced when he nodded in greeting to Huo Zhen for the first time.
Huo Zhen had abstained from s*x for a long time, and Murong Bai’s appearance was akin to an oasis in a desert for him. That very night, Huo Zhen called up the apartment manager, his only subordinate, to ask for his neighbor’s information.
The manager was forced to acquiesce under Huo Zhen’s abuse of authority, but he repeatedly told Huo Zhen, “Young Master, it’s unethical for you to invade residents’ privacy like this.”
It’s just that before he even got to say those words, Huo Zhen hung up on him, and the only thing left to accompany him was a beeping tone.
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Huo Zhen turned his attention back to the document, inside which was the following information:
The pretty boy living next door was called Murong Bai, he was an elite architect working for Maple, a subsidiary architecture company under the Chu Family Group. He was even said to have recently won a newcomer award overseas, bringing him into the limelight in his industry.
Ye Cheng’s investigation results were pretty detailed, containing even Murong Bai’s height and 3 sizes, the supplements he took and the doctors he visited, the brands he liked to wear, his shoe size, the places he frequented… All this information took a full 19 sheets of A4 paper.
When Huo Zhen got to the tenth page, nearly half of the page was covered with scratch-off silver paint, and above the box of silver was a line of words: Murong Bai’s s*xual orientation: Just like you, he’s gay, just that…
Below was a warning: ‘Are you sure you want to scratch the card?’
Huo Zhen’s mouth curled up slightly as he scraped the paint, revealing four words: ‘Have you thought carefully?’
The corner of Huo Zhen’s mouth twitched, and he scratched off another layer of silver: ‘Are you sure you’ll be able to handle this?’
Then, the document in Huo Zhen’s hand was unfortunately made into a mess. He immediately skipped to the last page, scratching off the coating: ‘I knew you would go to the end straight away. The pages in between are all empty, haven’t I guessed correctly? Hohohohoho~’
Huo Zhen slammed the stack of papers onto the ground with a loud thud, before grinding his feet onto the document.
He gnashed his teeth as he cursed, ‘Ye Cheng, you better be prepared!’
At that moment, his doorbell rang. The delivery man gave him another envelope, which Huo Zhen immediately tore open to reveal a single sheet of paper
There were words printed on it:
Murong Bai: Top
Type: Shy bear-type bottoms
Bear-type bottoms… Bear-type bottom… Bear-type… Bottom…
Huo Zhen ruffled his hair as he threw himself back on the sofa. The balled-up piece of paper flew in a perfect parabola into the wastebasket.
“Hey, Huo Zhen, damned guy, there are still words at the back that you haven’t read—”
The imaginary figure of Ye Cheng floating above Huo Zhen’s head vanished without a trace with a ‘poof.’
The words written on the other side of the paper were: ‘Huo Zhen, if you dare bully my Nangong again…’
‘Heh, for such a small body, he actually had such a heavy taste. Bear shou? He even intends to top them? What voracious appetite.’
Huo Zhen leaned back on the dark gray sofa, his muscles bulging, and his long, hairy legs spread apart. He thought back to the words on the piece of paper that was now lying in the trash.
He pulled away the collar of his nightgown and looked down at his sensual, robust body.
The second young master of the Huo family chuckled, deciding to make a few sacrifices.
Only three months after Murong Bai and Huo Zhen got together did Murong Bai realize that the “reality show” streaming on his television was actually the result of Huo Zhen’s scheming and threatening of the apartment manager. The poor guy was forced to wire Murong Bai’s television to the camera in Huo Zhen’s room, resulting in the daily livestream of the beefy man.
“Baby, you like watching gay p0rn with muscular bottoms and slender tops, and you’ll watch those at least twice a week. Every time you watch, you’ll even pause midway to comfort your little pen!s with a fleshlight.”
‘Baby’s n!pples are so pretty.’
“Babe, your favorite fleshlight is the black one. It’s fully automatic, the kind coated in aphrodisiac lube. You love to look at muscular men, especially those dripping in sweat. You love watching those tanned men drooling as they get played with…”
‘I wonder when Baby’s n!pples will grow bigger. If I suck on his n!pples through the night, will he kick me off the bed? Well, getting kicked by him also isn’t too bad.’
“Babe, previously, you saw a vibrating d!ldo online and added it to your cart. It was even the largest size. Do you like your husband’s big d!ck so much?”
The thick-skinned “bear shou” Huo Zhen even ground the bulge at his crotch against his little wife’s thigh.
“Baby, you have no idea how seductive you look when you cum. Whenever I watch you ejacvlate to a bunch of pictures of naked men, you are covered in sweat, and your teary eyes look like a little vixen’s. Your hubby gets hard immediately when you look like this.”
The thick-skinned “Bear Shou” Huo Zhen even followed the actors in gay p0rn, pouting his lips. This expression gave rise to a sense of contradiction when coupled with his large build.
“Oh, how I wish to immediately carry you back to your room and fvck you, suck your cute little pen!s… Did you know? Your hubby’s nickname is ‘The Human Pile Driver,’ the largest and most long-lasting one. Do you want to have a taste?”
The two of them lay in bed, in a room with a full view of the sea. Huo Zhen was wearing a bathrobe, but it wasn’t worn properly, exposing his wheaten chest. His thick fingers fiddled with Murong Bai’s reddish n!pples as he started behaving in a roguish manner once again…
The moment Huo Zhen started mentioning Murong Bai’s “cute little pen!s,” the latter’s expression had turned dark.
To Murong Bai, conquering all the muscular bottoms under the heavens was his lifelong dream. Yet, because of his lack of bravery and courage, he had never taken a step to achieve his goals.
In the end, he was even “coaxed” into being a bottom for this cunning big d!ck whom he initially thought was just a man with brawn but no brains.
However, he was still someone with the dream of being the best top in the world, so how could he endure having his d!ck called small?
This cunning big d!ck next to him even had the cheek to laugh while playing with his chest. What was there to laugh at?!
To Huo Zhen, pretending to be a gentle bear shou from time to time was an enjoyable pastime. He liked to act like a baby while lying on Murong Bai’s chest. Even if he couldn’t see Murong Bai’s handsome face, he knew that his expression would be alternating between joy and unhappiness.
“Baby, your hubby is so hard…”
Murong Bai was starting to regret it.
Why did he succumb to this cunning d!ck three months ago?
Kris Xian’s Note
Updating before the Lenten Season. :>>
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