A 28-year-old former special forces soldier and the current CEO of LuJiang Technology. He is deeply in love with his partner, Jiang Yiyang. During his military service, he was featured in a recruitment video that made him the object of fantasy for countless young people. Height: 189 cm (6'2"), Erect Penis Length: 20 cm (7.9").
A handsome and cheerful 23-year-old university senior with many admirers. He is the former captain of the basketball team. Height: 182 cm (6'0"), Erect Penis Length: 17 cm (6.7").
Late at night, Lu Jingchuan finished work. He stuck to his routine, completing twelve sets of bench presses in the company gym before driving home, the sharp scent of sweat clinging to him.
The exhaustion from days of consecutive overtime was etched on his face. Lu Jingchuan reached up to loosen his tie, undoing the top button of his shirt with one hand to reveal the sharp, defined lines of his collarbones. His sweat-soaked shirt turned slightly translucent, hinting at the solid pectoral muscles beneath and outlining a powerful silhouette.
He pushed open the front door to find the living room shrouded in darkness. Assuming the other occupant of the house was already asleep, Lu Jingchuan bent over to remove his dress shoes, placing them quietly in the shoe cabinet. After changing into his soft cotton slippers, he moved stealthily toward the bedroom, planning to grab a clean pair of underwear before taking a shower.
A lump had formed on one side of the large double bed, where someone had bundled themselves up like a chrysalis. In the dim light, a faint smile touched Lu Jingchuan's handsome, resolute features. He grabbed the underwear and, just as quietly, turned to leave, planning to use the shower in the guest bathroom.
Just as he turned to exit, a sudden noise erupted from behind him. The supposedly sleeping figure shot up, slinging an arm around Lu Jingchuan’s neck from behind and yanking him back onto the bed, pinning him down.
"Hey!" Lu Jingchuan exclaimed in surprise, but his body remained completely pliant, offering no resistance as he was shoved onto the mattress.
Jiang Yiyang gazed down at the tall man lying obediently beneath him, his perfectly tailored suit now in disarray. A wide grin spread across his face. "Why didn't you fight back?"
Lu Jingchuan lifted a hand to cup the back of Jiang Yiyang’s head, letting out a low chuckle. "You little brat," he said, "always trying to scare me. And to think I was worried I’d wake you."
Jiang Yiyang was completely naked. Moonlight streamed through the window, tracing the smooth, solid lines of the young man’s muscles.
Lu Jingchuan’s breath caught in his throat. Applying gentle pressure with his hand, he pulled Jiang Yiyang down on top of him. They fell into a long, deep kiss, the wet sounds of their mouths and tongues mingling, startlingly loud in the silent, pitch-black bedroom.
By the time the kiss broke, both men were fully aroused. Their hard, throbbing erections pressed against each other through the fabric of Lu Jingchuan’s trousers. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of Jiang Yiyang's cock, dampening the expensive material.
With one hand, Jiang Yiyang kneaded Lu Jingchuan’s thick, square pecs through his shirt, his fingers circling the nipple. His other hand slipped beneath the waistband of Lu Jingchuan’s trousers.
Lu Jingchuan’s breathing grew heavy. He caught the hand groping at his crotch, his voice raspy with desire. "Let me shower first," he said, "I’m covered in sweat…"
"No…" Jiang Yiyang whispered, rubbing his foot gently against Lu Jingchuan’s sock-clad ankle. He buried his face in the crook of Lu Jingchuan's neck, his tongue darting out to taste the man’s strong throat. The slightly salty sweat was mixed with the alluring, masculine scent of his pheromones. Unable to resist, Jiang Yiyang nipped at his skin and murmured in his ear, "I like you just like this… sweaty... Fuck me…"
A hot rush of blood flooded Lu Jingchuan's groin. His cock, still confined by his trousers, gave a powerful throb. He couldn't hold back any longer. In a single, fluid motion, he flipped them over, pinning Jiang Yiyang beneath him. He shucked off his pants while his hands roamed frantically over Jiang Yiyang's muscular body.
The sheer force of attraction between lovers can always be measured by the speed, hardness, and endurance of their erections.
In the darkness, at the foot of the bed, all that could be seen were their entangled feet—one large pair in black socks, the other slightly smaller but just as elegantly long and lean, twisting restlessly together.
In the elite circles of A Province, everyone knew the story of the Lu family's eldest son. He had spent several years in the military, where his exceptional physique quickly earned him a place in the special forces. After distinguishing himself on numerous missions, he became the very benchmark against which all the other second and third-generation heirs were measured—the "golden child" they could never live up to.
However, his grandfather's worsening health eventually forced Lu Jingchuan to leave the service and return home to inherit the family business. To the surprise of many, he took to business studies with an effortless aptitude, mastering the company's operations in a mere six months. His transformation from a muscular special forces soldier into a formidable CEO made the city's crowd of idle princelings seethe with envy.
The only thing that offered them a sliver of consolation was the one aspect of Lu Jingchuan that even his own grandfather found exasperating: his sexual orientation.
The Lu and Jiang families were old friends. In recent years, as the Jiang family's fortunes declined, Grandfather Lu had offered them his support and instructed Lu Jingchuan to look after the Jiang's young son, Jiang Yiyang. He never imagined that "looking after him" would lead all the way to the bedroom.
Someone still had a video on their phone from that fateful day: Lu Jingchuan, kneeling in his special forces uniform before the old Lu family mansion, his handsome, sharp-featured face set with steely resolve. He faced his furious, red-faced grandfather and declared, "Dad, I don’t want anyone but Yiyang!"
After several years had passed, Grandfather Lu had begrudgingly come to accept Jiang Yiyang as his "daughter-in-law." Though he still occasionally brought up the idea of Lu Jingchuan having a child through surrogacy before he died, it was a topic Lu Jingchuan always managed to deflect.
Character Profile
Lin Yu:
Became one of Lu Jingchuan's friends through sheer persistence and shamelessness. He harbors an intense, perverse sexual desire for Lu Jingchuan. Plain-looking and 26 years old. Height: 177 cm (5'10"), Erect Penis Length: 15 cm (5.9").
After they finished, Lu Jingchuan took a shower and emerged wearing only a pair of dark gray briefs. The solid muscles of his arms, chest, and abs were on full display, and even soft, his cock created a prominent bulge in the fabric. He stood barefoot on the floor, his long legs straight and defined with sleek, sexy lines.
Jiang Yiyang was already sprawled on the bed, drowsy and covered in the marks Lu Jingchuan had left on his skin. Lu Jingchuan lay down and patted his cheek. "Baby, go take a shower."
Jiang Yiyang slapped his hand away and instinctively wrapped his arms around Lu Jingchuan’s lean, powerful waist. He buried his face in the solid wall of Lu Jingchuan’s chest and mumbled, "Don't wanna… I want to sleep…" Lu Jingchuan greedily inhaled the scent from Jiang Yiyang’s neck, like an insatiable wolf.
In the quiet that followed, Lu Jingchuan spoke suddenly. "By the way, do you remember Lin Yu?"
Jiang Yiyang, mustering what little energy he had left, pictured a meek, ordinary-looking figure in his mind. "Vaguely," he said. "The guy who was always trying to be your lackey but you kept shutting him down? The one who kept trying to kiss up to you… what about him?"
"It's nothing much," Lu Jingchuan said. "I've decided to have our company collaborate with his family on the next major project."
Now fully awake, Jiang Yiyang asked in surprise, "Why? I remember their company being pretty average, and they've been going downhill these past few years. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been clinging to you so much back then."
Hearing Jiang Yiyang's question, a flicker of uncertainty crossed Lu Jingchuan's face before he settled back into his calm demeanor. "I met with him a few times over the last couple of days. He seems pretty reliable. I thought we'd give it a try."
Jiang Yiyang snuggled back into Lu Jingchuan's chest. "I don't understand you business types. It's your call," he said. "But don't let me catch you cheating, or else I'll…"
He slid his hand down to Lu Jingchuan’s ass, kneading the firm, muscular flesh through his briefs. The feel of his thick glutes was exceptionally satisfying.
Hearing his increasingly risqué words, Lu Jingchuan gave his butt a light slap. "What are you thinking?" he said, exasperated but amused. "Do you think so little of your husband's taste? A hundred of him couldn't compare to you."
He pulled Jiang Yiyang's hand away as it nearly slipped into his crack, then gave a few threatening thrusts with his hips. "I'd advise you not to get any ideas about your husband's ass," he warned, "or I'll make sure you don't sleep all night…"
Whispering to each other, they fell asleep in an embrace, their bodies pressed tightly together, two pairs of bare feet entwined at the foot of the bed.
This was one of countless ordinary nights they had shared since becoming a couple, but it was also the last sweet memory Jiang Yiyang would have of Lu Jingchuan for a long time.
After that night, Jiang Yiyang noticed Lu Jingchuan’s attitude toward him growing progressively worse. At first, it was just that Lu Jingchuan would come home exhausted every day, collapsing into bed without showering and making excuses to refuse his advances. Jiang Yiyang chalked it up to work stress and didn't think much of it.
But in the days that followed, Lu Jingchuan became even more distant and irritable. The man who was once a bit of a neat freak seemed to have transformed completely. The black socks he hadn't changed in five days were practically shiny with grime, and the masculine stench of foot sweat and leather prompted Jiang Yiyang to say something. To his shock, Lu Jingchuan snapped at him. Unable to take it anymore, Jiang Yiyang felt his eyes well up. "Bae...", he said, his voice trembling. "What's been wrong with you lately?"
The address made Lu Jingchuan freeze. Before they had confirmed their relationship, Jiang Yiyang had called him "Bae" constantly. Lu Jingchuan had accepted the title calmly, his feelings for Jiang Yiyang deepening day by day. It wasn't until the eve of his military enlistment that he had held Jiang Yiyang tightly, his hands trembling with nerves but his voice steady as he confessed, "Xiaoyang, I love you."
After they got together, Jiang Yiyang rarely called him "Bae" anymore, except when he was being fucked so hard he couldn't take it.
The word dredged up memories buried deep in Lu Jingchuan's mind. Guilt washed over his handsome, chiseled face. He stepped forward and pulled Jiang Yiyang into an embrace. "I'm sorry, Xiaoyang," he said. "I've just been… under a lot of pressure lately. It won't happen again."
Jiang Yiyang blinked back his tears and nodded, hugging him back.
Although they had reconciled, Jiang Yiyang still needed to know what was happening at the company. He took an internship at Lu Jingchuan’s company without telling him, planning to prepare a surprise for their fifth anniversary. He never expected things to turn out like this.
Jiang Yiyang sat at his desk. This spot gave him a perfect view of Lu Jingchuan's office without being seen himself.
"CEO Lu!"
He's here.
Jiang Yiyang watched as a tall, powerfully built figure approached. Lu Jingchuan wore a custom-tailored suit that only served to accentuate his muscular physique, with every muscle creating a taut curve against the fabric. His handsome face was expressionless, offering only a monosyllabic "Mm" when others greeted him. Lu Jingchuan always maintained a silent, stoic image in public; he only became more talkative when he was with Jiang Yiyang.
The eyes of all the younger employees were fixed on Lu Jingchuan. It was impossible not to be intrigued by the muscular CEO who had seemingly dropped in from nowhere. His looks and physique were both top-tier, and his background as a special forces soldier seemed to amplify his masculine hormones. The raw, virile charm of this alpha male had captured the hearts of countless men and women.
Two people followed Lu Jingchuan, and Jiang Yiyang instantly recognized the man trailing closely behind him.
Lin Yu.
He looked much the same as Jiang Yiyang remembered, with the same subservient posture and unremarkable features. Lu Jingchuan's large frame almost completely eclipsed him. Following them was a small, wizened old man, whose identity was a mystery.
Before Jiang Yiyang could ponder it further, the trio had entered the elevator.
"CEO Lu is so hot. Did you see the bulge in his pants when he walked? Ahhh, I can't handle it…"
"I wonder what he talks about with them. He's been staying late every day…"
The hushed discussion among the employees only deepened Jiang Yiyang's unease. He waited until the official end of the workday, but long after everyone else had gone home, there was still no sign of Lu Jingchuan.
Jiang Yiyang decided to go up to his office. For some reason, the closer he got, the more his left eyelid began to twitch, as if warning of something to come.
When he reached the office door, Jiang Yiyang found it left ajar, as if deliberately prepared by someone. Muffled sounds drifted from the gap—what sounded like a man's deep, panting breaths. Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yiyang crept silently to the opening, which gave him a clear view of the scene unfolding in the center of the office.
"Hahh... huff... Ahh... ah..."
A man's deep, sexy pants carried clearly through the gap in the door to Jiang Yiyang's ears. He could see Lin Yu sitting on the reception sofa. Beside him, the old man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, silent as if in deep meditation. And at Lin Yu's crotch, a broad, solidly muscled back was crouched, head buried between Lin Yu's legs, bobbing rhythmically.
The man's suit jacket hung loosely from his upper body. From Jiang Yiyang's angle, he could only see the powerful, muscular shoulders. Below the waist, however, the man was completely naked. A firm, muscular ass was aimed toward the door, his long, strong legs spread wide. The powerful muscles bulging on his thighs spoke of their owner's terrifying explosive strength. His large feet were clad in black silk dress socks that reached his calves, and the flesh of his prominent Achilles tendons and heels pressed against the silk, creating an incredibly erotic sight.
Beyond that, all Jiang Yiyang could see were the man's large testicles, partially obscured by his own ass, and a single Oxford shoe hanging from one foot.
In that instant, Jiang Yiyang felt his heart almost stop beating. The blood drained from his body, pooling in his feet. His pupils contracted as his brain, upon registering the muscular back before him, simply ceased to function.
That familiar, powerful back was already etched into his mind. It was Lu Jingchuan. His lover.
Lin Yu saw the shadow of a figure at the door and knew the fish had taken the bait. He leaned back against the sofa, an expression of smug pleasure on his face, and deliberately raised his voice, commanding the man at his feet, "Ohh... Lick me properly... I'm about to come..."
"Yes... Master..."
At the command, Lu Jingchuan's efforts became more frantic. Standing nearly six-foot-two, he was still level with Lin Yu's chest even while kneeling. To take the cock deeper into his mouth, he was forced to spread his legs as wide as possible, bracing himself with his long, powerful arms. His upper body was bent low, making him look, from a distance, like a large wolfhound buried at his master's crotch.
Lin Yu's cock wasn't particularly long, but it was impressively thick. When he was buried all the way in, Lu Jingchuan could barely breathe. A dense bush of pubic hair pressed against his high-bridged nose, and his every breath was filled with the rank, musky scent of Lin Yu’s crotch. Far from showing any reluctance, Lu Jingchuan’s face was a mask of obsession as he greedily inhaled the odor, swallowing every drop of fluid the cock before him produced.
Jiang Yiyang's entire body trembled, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. He refused to believe Lu Jingchuan would betray him and submit to Lin Yu, but the scene before him was undeniable. He knew he should storm in, scream at Lu Jingchuan, and beat Lin Yu to a pulp.
But… Jiang Yiyang glanced down at his own crotch in disbelief. He didn't know when it had happened, but a large bulge was straining against the fabric of his loose sweatpants. The sight of Lu Jingchuan's debased submission and his lewd panting had brought him to a hard, throbbing erection.
No… this can't be happening…
Jiang Yiyang watched as Lin Yu shifted his position, turning as if to deliberately give him a better view of Lu Jingchuan's front. He felt he should run, but his feet were rooted to the spot.
He could finally see Lu Jingchuan’s expression. On that strong, handsome face he knew better than his own, he saw a fawning obsession he had never witnessed before, as if the cock in front of him were some priceless treasure from which he couldn't tear himself away.
Jiang Yiyang remembered that Lu Jingchuan was a bit of a neat freak, always insisting that he wash himself thoroughly before any oral sex. Yet here he was, happily devouring a cock that looked and smelled filthy.
His once-immaculate suit jacket was completely undone, revealing his bare, powerful chest and abs. A fine sheen of sweat coated his handsome, honey-toned skin. With every breath, the thick, well-defined muscles of his chest and abdomen contracted and rippled. The scars that crisscrossed his torso, proof of countless perilous missions, had now become nothing more than tools to pleasure the man before him.
Between Lu Jingchuan's widely parted legs was the thick, long penis that Jiang Yiyang knew so intimately. The shoe he had seen from behind was hanging from that massive, erect cock. The laces were looped around his testicles and shaft, securely fastening the heavy, custom-made Oxford shoe, yet the erection's powerful curve remained undiminished, nearly pressing against his flat, hard abs.
The huge head, the thick shaft, the full, succulent balls—Jiang Yiyang had personally experienced every inch of it. Not long ago, it had been pumping deep inside his ass, flooding him with cum. Now, it could only stand uselessly erect, decorated with the very shoe Lu Jingchuan had worn all day, reeking of foot sweat and leather.
Jiang Yiyang couldn't help but stare at Lin Yu's plain, almost ugly face, his aesthetically displeasing body, and his crude cock. He was inferior in every way, and Lu Jingchuan himself had recently said that a hundred Lin Yus couldn't compare to him. So why was he now devouring the man’s cock like a common male prostitute?
Rage flooded his heart, but at the same time, Lu Jingchuan’s debased actions and lewd expression stirred another emotion within him. Without even realizing it, his own erection gave another throb, and pre-cum soaked a dark spot on his gray sweatpants.
Inside the office, Lin Yu's moans grew louder. If it weren't after hours, every employee would have heard the debauched sounds coming from the office of their ever-serious CEO.
Lin Yu lifted a foot and planted it on Lu Jingchuan’s chest. The muscle felt thick yet pliable under his sole. He pinched Lu Jingchuan's nipple with his toes, sending a shiver through the man’s entire body. Under the constant kneading, the brown nipple stood erect and trembling. Then, his foot traveled down, pressing onto Lu Jingchuan's well-defined six-pack. The urge to ejaculate grew more intense, and he began to kick restlessly against Lu Jingchuan’s abs, as if the solid, powerful muscles, honed by years as a special forces soldier, were nothing more than his personal footrest.
"Ohh... I'm gonna cum... Ahhh!"
Lin Yu began thrusting his hips, as if trying to shove his balls into the muscular man's mouth. He lifted his legs, clamping them tightly around Lu Jingchuan's neck, trapping his head firmly against his crotch. Then, the eruption he had been holding back for so long finally began.
One spurt, then another...
When he was finished, Lin Yu let his legs fall away, completely spent. As for Lu Jingchuan, the prolonged lack of air had made his eyes roll back involuntarily, yet he had subconsciously kept his mouth wide open to accommodate Lin Yu's thick cock. Semen he couldn't swallow in time dribbled from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, giving his handsome face a debauched, utterly ruined expression. At the same time, his own erection was at its peak; the thick, long shaft trembled, looking as if a single touch would make it erupt. When Lin Yu finally pulled out, Lu Jingchuan coughed violently before gasping for air, a few drops of semen falling from his lips to the floor.
"Ah..."
A faint sound came from the gap in the door. When Jiang Yiyang saw Lu Jingchuan's eyes roll back, an involuntary noise escaped him. Tears were already streaming down his face. The sharp pain in his heart was real, but what was this wave of sexual pleasure that pierced through the agony?
He didn't know when it had happened, but a large wet patch had spread across the crotch of his sweatpants. He was witnessing his lover's betrayal, yet his own cock was painfully hard. For a moment, Jiang Yiyang's mind was completely unable to process the situation.
Meanwhile, a recovered Lu Jingchuan lowered his head again, taking Lin Yu's semi-soft cock back into his mouth and using his tongue to clean off the remaining semen. Then, with his own cock still furiously erect and the shoe still hanging from it, he rubbed against Lin Yu’s calf like a large dog begging for his master’s affection. "Reporting to Master," he said, "Chuan dog requests permission to cum."
His magnetic, deep voice held its usual steadiness, but the words he spoke were utterly debased. Lin Yu tapped Lu Jingchuan's large testicles with the top of his foot and sneered, "The worthless dog wants to cum again? Haven't you been coming for Jiang Yiyang these past few days?"
"Master, Chuan dog hasn't had sex with his boyfriend for days," Lu Jingchuan said. "Without Master's command, this dog's cock is not allowed to cum." As he spoke, he straightened up, still holding a deep squat. He clasped his hands behind his head, spreading his legs and thrusting his hips forward, his large feet in their silk dress socks planted firmly on the floor. This was Lin Yu's favorite pose; it not only showed off Lu Jingchuan’s magnificent muscles but also allowed him to play with that tempting cock with his feet whenever he pleased.
"And he never suspects you?" Lin Yu asked.
"My boyfriend questioned me yesterday because I hadn't changed my socks in five days," Lu Jingchuan answered without a hint of hesitation, his eyes fixed on Lin Yu with a look of pure devotion and obsession. "But wearing them until they stink is Master's command. It is Chuan dog's highest directive. Even if he finds out, this dog isn't worried. If we break up, I can focus entirely on serving Master."
Lin Yu burst out laughing. Nothing was more satisfying than taming a once deeply devoted, muscular dreamboat of a CEO. He glanced at the silk socks on Lu Jingchuan's feet, which reeked of thick sweat, and a sudden idea struck him. "In that case," he commanded, "put your stinking sock on that dog cock of yours and fuck your shoe for me. I'll allow you to cum."
Lu Jingchuan was overjoyed. "Yes, Master!"
He first took the shoe off his cock, then pulled the silk sock from one foot. Stretching the opening, he forced it over the dripping head of his penis, then wrapped the cuff around his testicles until the entire shaft was sheathed in silk. The tip of his cock aligned with the toe of the sock, the place where a man's scent is strongest pressed against the part of the sock where the musky odor was most concentrated. The head of his cock stretched the thin silk, revealing a flush of rosy flesh through the dark fabric.
Excitedly, Lu Jingchuan grabbed the front of his shoe with both hands. With a powerful thrust of his hips, the sock-sheathed cock plunged straight into the shoe's opening. The shaft pressed tightly against the upper, the sensation of leather providing a strange new stimulation.
Lu Jingchuan let out a low growl and began to thrust his hips, fucking his own shoe with frantic speed.
No one would ever have imagined that Lu Jingchuan, the dream lover of countless people, would be here, in his own office, his muscular body nearly naked as he submitted to a slight man. His cock was sheathed in his own sweaty sock as he debased himself, fucking the leather shoe he had worn for days, now reeking of a rank, masculine scent.
"Fuck... so good... my stinking shoe... I'll fuck you to death!"
Jiang Yiyang couldn't reconcile this debased, muscular man with the steady, mountain-like boyfriend he knew. His heart felt as if it had been torn in two; on one side was heart-wrenching pain, and on the other, an inexplicable sexual pleasure. It was this strange impulse that made him slide a hand into his sweatpants, wrap it around the cock that had been hard for so long, and begin to masturbate to the sight of Lu Jingchuan fucking his own shoe.
He remembered how much Lu Jingchuan hated wearing silk socks.
"These things don't absorb any sweat. They're all sticky after a day. I'm not wearing them."
He could still clearly picture the slight frown on Lu Jingchuan's face as he'd said it. The same muscular man who couldn't stand even a speck of dust on his leather shoes was now sheathed in the very socks he despised, fucking the shoe full of his own sweat as if it were a real pussy.
Jiang Yiyang's hand unconsciously picked up its pace.
Lu Jingchuan, too, was getting carried away. He pressed the shoe to the floor, raised his muscular ass high, and thrust powerfully into it, truly as if he were fucking. Lin Yu watched the muscular man before him, mesmerized. Every powerful muscle on the body of the man desperate for release seemed to be aroused. With each deep thrust, the sleek, beautiful lines of Lu Jingchuan's waist, abs, thighs, and calves tensed into breathtaking curves. Large beads of sweat formed on his honey-toned skin before dripping to the floor. And every time he pulled out completely, his high, raised ass would spread to its limit, revealing the powerful man's asshole, which Lin Yu had not yet conquered.
Just then, Lin Yu raised a hand. From the tip of his middle finger, an ant-sized insect slowly crawled out. It took flight from his fingertip, flew directly to Lu Jingchuan's ear, and burrowed straight inside.
Almost simultaneously, an uncontrollable tremor wracked Lu Jingchuan's body. He let out a loud moan, his fucking growing even more frantic and forceful. His expression became crazed—the very picture of a man reaching the peak of sexual ecstasy.
"Excellent," the old man, who had been meditating, suddenly spoke. "Each time the mother and male insects mate, your control over Lu Jingchuan deepens. It will continue until he cannot live without you, until he would give up everything for you. Only then will your control be absolute."
Lin Yu said happily, "Thank you for your help, Elder Lin. Without you, I never could have controlled Lu Jingchuan."
"Master, Chuan dog requests permission to cum!" Lu Jingchuan continued to fuck relentlessly, his desire at its peak. Every muscle in his body was engorged with blood, appearing not bloated, but exceptionally powerful and defined. As if fucking the shoe's opening wasn't enough, he pulled his cock out and began thrusting into the gap between the sole and the floor.
The combined stimulation of the rough sole and the cold floor made Lu Jingchuan's eyes roll back, his face once again twisting into a ruined expression of ecstasy.
"Ohh ahh... I'm going to cum... Fucking my stinking shoe to orgasm... Master... Chuan dog requests permission to cum, ohh ahhh..."
"Cum, then," Lin Yu said, simultaneously planting his foot on the shoe to increase the pressure on Lu Jingchuan's shaft.
"Yes! Ohh... I'm cumming... Ahhhhhh!"
Lu Jingchuan roared. After a few powerful thrusts, his long, thick cock began to twitch and erupt. The thick semen he had stored for days shot out, forcefully spraying through the soaked silk sock onto the shoe sole and the floor. Some of it even splashed near Lin Yu's feet, a testament to the force of the man's orgasm.
This semen, carrying Lu Jingchuan's superior genes, should have been shot deep inside Jiang Yiyang's ass. Instead, it was all wasted on a silk sock reeking of sour sweat and leather, on a dust-covered shoe sole, and on the cold floor.
Lu Jingchuan's orgasm lasted for a full minute before he finally stopped, collapsing onto all fours, gasping for breath.
At some point, the small insect had flown back out of Lu Jingchuan's ear, wobbled over to Lin Yu's fingertip, and disappeared back into his body.
Lu Jingchuan knelt on both knees and kowtowed respectfully to Lin Yu. "Thank you, Master, for allowing Chuan dog to cum!"
Lin Yu glanced at the gap in the door. The man who had been standing there was long gone, leaving behind only a large, visible patch of milky-white fluid on the floor.
As he looked at the muscular man kowtowing debasedly before him, Lin Yu's mind flashed back to the day he had confessed his feelings to Lu Jingchuan.
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From a young age, Lu Jingchuan had always been the "golden child" of their wealthy circle. The Lu family's immense capital, combined with Lu Jingchuan's personal excellence, made countless people eager to be his friend. As he grew older, his handsome features and tall, muscular build made him the dream lover of many heiresses. However, aside from Jiang Yiyang, who was his constant companion, no one else could get close to him.
Lin Yu was fortunate enough to become one of Lu Jingchuan's few friends, though their relationship was limited to exchanging greetings and receiving curt responses to his small talk. Even so, Lin Yu inevitably developed a crush on the silent, aloof, muscular man. His sexual desire for Lu Jingchuan peaked whenever he witnessed the doting expression Lu Jingchuan reserved only for Jiang Yiyang.
On the eve of Lu Jingchuan's military enlistment, Lin Yu finally found an opportunity to confess his feelings, only to receive a single sentence in reply: "I'm sorry, I already have a lover."
Lu Jingchuan's expression remained as cold as ever. Just then, Jiang Yiyang came up from behind, slung an arm around Lu Jingchuan's neck, and planted a loud kiss on his cheek.
"Bae, what are you doing? Let's go eat, I'm starving!"
The two walked away hand in hand under Lin Yu's gaze, leaving him to stare blankly after them as a monstrous wave of jealousy washed over him. The combination of his family's decline, his personal failures, and this romantic rejection twisted Lin Yu's psyche.
Lu Jingchuan, he vowed, sooner or later, I will make you my sex slave!
Through various channels, he found Elder Lin. No one knew how old the man was, but it was rumored he had deep ties to Lin Yu's great-grandfather and would offer aid when the family's fortunes waned. Elder Lin gave him three rice-grain-sized Gu parasites. "These are Heart-Bewitching Soul-Hooking parasite insects," he said. "They are divided into male and female. Hold out your hand."
Lin Yu did as he was told. Elder Lin opened his palm, and the most vibrant of the three insects flapped its wings, flew over, and landed in Lin Yu's palm.
Immediately, a sharp pain shot through his palm. The bug had bitten a bloody hole into his flesh and burrowed inside, leaving a raised lump under the skin.
Lin Yu grimaced in pain as Elder Lin continued, "That was the mother bug. It is now bonded with you. You must place these two male bugs on the Lu and Jiang boys. Simply hide a male bug in your palm; with brief physical contact, it will attach itself to the target. It can then burrow into their body through any of their seven orifices and travel to the brain to become a parasite."
"The deeper the male bug parasitizes the brain, the more subservient the host will become to the holder of the mother bug. They will also develop an aversion and disgust for anyone else who is host to a male bug."
"Once the male bug has fully parasitized the host's brain, he will become your complete slave. Any thought you have will be transmitted through the mother bug, and he will carry it out. His very existence will be to serve you. He would even commit suicide without hesitation if you commanded it."
Two days before Lu Jingchuan's enlistment, his grandfather threw a party for him, inviting all the influential families with ties to the Lus. Lin Yu's father went to great lengths to secure an invitation; after all, no one wanted to pass up an opportunity to stay on good terms with the Lu family.
Lin Yu watched Lu Jingchuan, dressed in a sharp suit, standing at the center of a crowd of admirers. Sooner or later, he thought with bitter hatred, I'll make you kneel and beg me to fuck you.
Lu Jingchuan, in his early twenties, had not yet been forged by years of brutal special forces training. His handsome, aloof face still had a touch of youthfulness, but his muscular physique already hinted at the powerful presence he would later command. The formidable muscles hidden beneath his suit were taut with explosive power.
Lin Yu approached Lu Jingchuan with a glass of wine and raised it in a toast. "Jingchuan, I'd like to toast you as well!"
He drained his glass in one go. Then, he grabbed Lu Jingchuan's hand with his other, empty hand. "We're still friends!" he declared with heavy emotion. "Just pretend you didn't hear what I said the other day!"
He gave their clasped hands a hard shake. Lu Jingchuan was taken aback by the sudden physical contact. He pulled his hand back with a bit of force, an almost imperceptible flicker of annoyance in his eyes. He disliked being touched by anyone other than Jiang Yiyang and hadn't given Lin Yu's confession a second thought. He'd lost count of the number of men and women who had expressed interest in him since middle school.
He nodded slightly. "I will."
As the warm, large hand pulled away, Lin Yu felt the lingering heat on his palm. He keenly observed Lu Jingchuan’s expression, and any guilt he might have felt about planting the bug diminished even further.
An inconspicuous male bug had silently attached itself to Lu Jingchuan's palm. It crawled along the lines of his skin to his wrist and slipped into the gap of his sleeve—its destination was Lu Jingchuan's ear.
Not long after, Lin Yu left the party.
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Late that night, Lu Jingchuan and Jiang Yiyang were making love fiercely, their rough pants, moans, and the sound of slapping flesh echoing through the night. This was the last of their time together before Lu Jingchuan's enlistment. Lu Jingchuan thrust his hips rapidly, the taut, sleek muscles of his waist and abs on full display as his large, youthful cock fucked wildly inside Jiang Yiyang's ass.
Suddenly, Lu Jingchuan felt a sharp pain in his right ear, and a wave of intense dizziness washed over him. His cock, which usually needed at least thirty minutes of fucking to reach climax, suddenly erupted. The dizziness, combined with a sexual pleasure more intense than anything he had ever experienced, sent his entire muscular body into violent tremors. After coming, his muscles went limp as if depleted of all strength, and he collapsed onto Jiang Yiyang, able to do nothing more than gasp for air.
Feeling the pulsing cock erupt inside him, Jiang Yiyang panted, "How come... you came... so fast this time..."
"...Don't tell me you're already going impotent?" Jiang Yiyang couldn't resist teasing.
The pain in his ear and the dizziness slowly faded. Lu Jingchuan didn't know why he had come so quickly, but he wasn't too concerned. He was more provoked by Jiang Yiyang's taunt about being impotent.
His cock, still hard after ejaculating, gave another powerful thrust. Jiang Yiyang moaned as he heard Lu Jingchuan say, "You can test whether I'm impotent. You won't be getting any sleep tonight."
"I... I was wrong... mmm, ahh, slow down..."
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At that same moment, Lin Yu, asleep in his bed, suddenly opened his eyes. A triumphant smile spread across his lips.
The implantation was a success.
..Five years later.
"Exclusive Exposé! Lu Corporation Scion Returns as Decorated Veteran, Appointed CEO!"
The news of Lu Jingchuan's return dominated the day's headlines, accompanied by two photos taken from different angles. In the pictures, Lu Jingchuan was dressed in a sharp special forces uniform, a red sash for his honorable discharge draped over his body, as he strode out of the airport dragging a suitcase with one hand.
Five years of military tempering had completely stripped away his youthful immaturity. His handsome, resolute face seemed as if carved from stone, radiating a seasoned composure. His entire muscular frame looked even more powerful than before his enlistment. The tall, muscular body strained against the tailored uniform, every muscle honed by a thousand trials, faintly bulging beneath the fabric and hiding terrifying explosive power.
For a time, the news of Lu Jingchuan's return caused a massive sensation.
At that moment, however, Lu Jingchuan was sitting in a coffee shop, his handsome, steady face etched with clear displeasure. The first person he had seen upon his return was not Jiang Yiyang, but Lin Yu, who had intercepted him the moment he stepped out of the airport.
"What is it?" Lu Jingchuan's sharp brows furrowed as he spoke first.
He's in such a hurry to see Jiang Yiyang that he's tossing aside basic courtesy, Lin Yu thought with a surge of jealousy. Cherish these last few days you have. Soon, you'll be my sex slave.
"Ah, I just missed you so much that the moment I saw you, I couldn't resist finding you," Lin Yu said with a smile.
Gone was the caution he once used when speaking to Lu Jingchuan. After five years of dormancy, the male bug had buried itself deep, like a bamboo shoot, taking root in every corner of Lu Jingchuan's brain. It was merely gathering strength, waiting for the right moment to erupt and completely enslave him to the holder of the mother bug.
Now, for every moment Lu Jingchuan spent with Lin Yu, his feelings of affection and submissiveness would grow exponentially.
"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving," Lu Jingchuan said in a low voice. Lin Yu's words were far too familiar for an ordinary friend he hadn't seen in five years, and Lu Jingchuan had no desire to get entangled with him any further.
"Hey! Of course, there's something else," Lin Yu said, finally showing his fangs. He opened his hand under the table, and the mother bug, now one with him, crawled out from under his nail, secreting a unique pheromone. "I heard you trained in the special forces for a few years, Jingchuan. Your muscles must be incredible. Let me see them!"
"What... that's absurd!"
After hearing Lin Yu's words, Lu Jingchuan was ready to leave immediately. But for some reason, a sudden wave of dizziness hit him, making him press a hand to his forehead. When it passed, he looked up at Lin Yu again, and a strange glint appeared in his deep eyes.
"What did you just say?" he asked again.
"I said, I want you to show me your muscles, Jingchuan!" Lin Yu repeated, his expression unchanged.
This time, Lu Jingchuan didn't speak. He was silent for a moment, thinking to himself that it was just showing him his muscles. He could leave after that.
Yes, just a look.
He stared silently at Lin Yu, his hands slowly unbuttoning his uniform. He pulled down the zipper, revealing the army-green t-shirt beneath. The shape of his two large, bulging pecs was already visible through the fabric, his protruding nipples especially prominent.
Then, he grabbed the hem of the t-shirt and pulled it up to his neck, exposing a vast expanse of honey-toned skin. His dark nipples stood erect, and his full, broad, square chest and powerful, well-defined six-pack rose and fell with his steady breaths. The solid muscles and sleek, taut lines seemed carved by a knife, and the numerous scars, large and small, only added to his masculine charm.
Lin Yu was momentarily stunned. He swallowed hard, fighting the urge to reach out and touch. "Jingchuan," he breathed in admiration, "that's the most perfect body I've ever seen! So sexy! Can you take your shirt off? I want to see you show off more of your muscles!"
For some reason, Lu Jingchuan found Lin Yu's praise strangely gratifying. He wanted to hear more of it. Without another word, he shrugged off his uniform jacket, then ripped off the army-green t-shirt, baring his powerful upper body.
It was a slow time of day. The barista was dozing off behind the counter, completely unaware that in a quiet corner, a muscular special forces soldier was standing with his powerful torso bare, showing off his muscles for a slight young man.
The look of drooling admiration in Lin Yu's eyes brought Lu Jingchuan a strange sense of pleasure. He seemed completely unaware of how inappropriate it was to be taking off his shirt for a friend he hadn't seen in years.
He couldn't help but flex his arms, showing off his solid biceps as he proactively displayed his muscles for Lin Yu.
"Can I touch them?" Lin Yu asked.
Lu Jingchuan paused for a moment. He, who had never liked being touched by others, now replied, "You can. Go ahead."
The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Yu's hands were on him. At the same time, a wave of satisfaction washed over Lu Jingchuan; obeying Lin Yu’s command sent a thrill of sexual pleasure through his body.
The situation grew increasingly strange, but Lu Jingchuan was no longer able to think clearly. Lin Yu's hands were already kneading his pecs forcefully. The firm yet pliable texture was intoxicating, and Lin Yu couldn't get enough. His fingertips pinched one of Lu Jingchuan's nipples. The muscle trembled violently, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he puffed out his chest, allowing the man to continue.
It was as if Lin Yu's hands possessed a kind of magic. Wherever they touched, a warm current was left behind, which eventually gathered in his lower abdomen. Lin Yu's hands roamed from Lu Jingchuan’s sharp collarbones down to his powerful six-pack, which was perfectly defined even without flexing, finally coming to rest on his lower belly.
Lu Jingchuan’s breathing grew heavy. A large bulge was now straining against his camouflage trousers, and his toes curled in tension. Lin Yu’s fingers toyed with the thick trail of hair that led from his navel downwards. Twisting a single, curly hair around his finger, he gave a slight tug, pulling it free. The sharp sting completely ignited Lu Jingchuan's desire.
"You!..."
"Jingchuan, what's happened to your crotch? It's suddenly gotten so big. Are you sick? Should I take a look for you?"
Lin Yu’s hand closed over the bulge at his crotch. A violent tremor shot through Lu Jingchuan's entire body. He was just about to speak when a piercing ringtone shattered the charged atmosphere.
Both men glanced at Lu Jingchuan’s phone. The caller ID read: Jiang Yiyang.
Lu Jingchuan seemed to snap awake as if from a dream. The haze in his eyes vanished, replaced by clear-headed anger. He violently flung Lin Yu’s hand away.
He hastily pulled on his t-shirt and uniform jacket. "I have to go!" he said to Lin Yu in a low, firm voice.
Lin Yu was left sitting on the sofa, still savoring the memory of the muscles he had just touched. Like a pervert, he brought the pubic hair he had pulled from Lu Jingchuan's lower abdomen to his nose and inhaled deeply, taking in the man's faint body odor and the scent of sweat.
He wasn't the least bit worried that Lu Jingchuan would fully regain his senses. The control of the gu bug was irreversible. Besides, while he had been caressing Lu Jingchuan's abs, he had planted the other male bug on him. All Lu Jingchuan had to do was go home and have sex with Jiang Yiyang, and the bug would transfer and parasitize him as well.
Lu Jingchuan, he thought, I'm going to make you kneel before me and beg me to fuck you like a dog.
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Several months later.
"CEO Lu, here are the documents you requested. Please take a look."
"Mm, just leave them there."
Lu Jingchuan sat behind his desk, diligently reviewing the documents. The assistant, blushing, stole a few glances at the handsome, suit-clad CEO. His composed face was completely serious, his muscular body encased in a perfectly tailored suit. In the month since he'd taken the position, Lu Jingchuan had already become the object of fantasy for every young woman in the company.
As the assistant left the office, she suddenly noticed that Lu Jingchuan was alone and thought to herself, That's strange, didn't CEO Lu go in with CEO Lin earlier?
The moment the door clicked shut, Lu Jingchuan's serious expression changed abruptly. He let out a long breath, his tense mouth going slack, and sagged against the back of his chair as if completely drained of energy.
He spoke in a low voice to the space under his desk. "You can come out."
In the spacious kneehole of the desk, Lin Yu was crouched at Lu Jingchuan's crotch. His hands were gripping Lu Jingchuan's powerful thighs, the firm muscles taut even through the fabric of his trousers. Lu Jingchuan's belt was undone, his pants pushed down to his upper thighs, exposing his thick, long, erect cock and a pair of heavy testicles. Lin Yu's head was buried in Lu Jingchuan's lap, his mouth taking in the large, purplish-red cock, slick with his saliva and full of a masculine scent.
If the assistant had taken just one more step forward, she would have seen the debauched scene unfolding at the seemingly serious CEO's crotch.
With one hand, Lin Yu periodically kneaded the heavy, large testicles, while his other hand held Lu Jingchuan's calf in place. Lu Jingchuan's brown leather dress shoe had been removed, and he was using his large foot, clad in a black cotton dress sock, to give Lin Yu a footjob.
The warm, soft sole of the large foot rubbed repeatedly against the sides of Lin Yu's penis. The big toe expertly teased the head and slit, and pre-cum soaked the thin sock, smearing the scent of a day's worth of foot sweat and leather onto the cock. It was a level of skill that spoke of long practice.
And indeed, that was the case. For the past several months, Lin Yu had been meeting with Lu Jingchuan frequently. He had come to Lu Jingchuan's office countless times under the pretext of "discussing potential collaborative projects." Lu Jingchuan had gone from initially refusing (only to be hypnotically forced into agreement by the gu parasites) to now actively and eagerly asking, even begging, for him to come.
He no longer resisted Lin Yu’s demands and commands. He had stopped questioning whether they were reasonable and now subconsciously obeyed every word. The male bug's control over Lu Jingchuan had reached its peak, needing only one final push to plunge him into complete sexual depravity.
Lin Yu released the cock from his mouth, the thick shaft having made his jaw ache. Gripping the large cock with both hands, he licked away a drop of fluid from the slit and looked up. "Jingchuan," he asked, "if Jiang Yiyang knew I was sucking your cock like this, would he be angry?"
Lu Jingchuan's breathing was heavy. His sharp brows furrowed, as if confused as to why Lin Yu would even mention Jiang Yiyang. "We're discussing a business collaboration," he said. "What does Xiaoyang have to do with it?"
Lin Yu let out a soft laugh, crawling out from under the desk to sit on the leather sofa. Lu Jingchuan quite naturally slipped his foot back into his shoe. The sticky residue on the sole of his foot didn't bother him; on the contrary, he felt a sense of satisfaction, as if this were the true purpose for his large feet.
"In that case, let's continue," Lin Yu said. "I'm still not completely convinced about your company. So, how about CEO Lu gives me another demonstration of his muscles? This time, a comprehensive presentation. You will introduce the 'assets' of your body. Afterwards, I will permit you to put that big cock of yours into my asshole. We'll call that our finalized partnership agreement. How does that sound?"
Lu Jingchuan nodded. "Alright."
With that, he rose and walked over to Lin Yu. Without a moment's hesitation, his tall frame dropped to both knees. The look he gave Lin Yu was filled with a loyalty and affection he himself was completely unaware of.
Lu Jingchuan tore off the cumbersome shirt, revealing the powerful muscles of his upper torso. He then flexed his chest, raised his arms, and generously displayed his solid biceps, pecs, and abs.
His large hand pressed against his own chest. "These are my large, square pecs," he said in a low voice. "They can give your cock a tit-job. I will work them until they're even bigger, to give your cock more pleasure."
"My nipples are very sensitive," he said, kneading one of the erect points with his fingers and letting out a low pant. "Mmm... You can play with them as you please. It will make my cock even harder."
His large hand brushed over his rippling six-pack. "I have a six-pack," he continued. "The scar above it is from an injury I sustained on a mission..."
With his upper body presented, Lu Jingchuan wrapped his hand around his still-erect cock. Stroking himself, he said, "This is my... ah... big cock. Xiaoyang measured it once. It's 22 centimeters (8.7 inches). It can fill your asshole completely and give you a satisfying orgasm."
"My testicles are large," he went on. "And every time I cum, it's enough to completely fill Xiaoyang's ass..."
Who could have imagined that Lu Jingchuan, once the golden child, would be kneeling before a slight young man, lewdly cataloging the muscles of his own body like the lowest of male prostitutes hawking his wares.
Finally, Lu Jingchuan took off his shoes and lifted his feet, the black-socked soles still damp with Lin Yu's fluids. He pressed them together, flexing and curling his toes. "These are my large feet," he said. "They can give you a footjob. Let my big feet, stinking of a day's worth of sweat from my leather shoes, tread on your cock. You can cum all over my soles..."
After he had presented everything, Lu Jingchuan returned to his kneeling position, awaiting Lin Yu's command. But Lin Yu said, "That's it? There's still a part you haven't shown me!"
Lu Jingchuan froze, a rare look of confusion on his handsome face. Then he heard Lin Yu say, "Turn around and let me see that ass of yours. Let me see if it's worthy of my cock!"
He even had to display his ass! Lu Jingchuan was instantly annoyed at his own oversight. The guilt and self-reproach from failing to fulfill Lin Yu's command completely overwhelmed his reason. Without hesitation, he turned and prostrated himself on the floor, his large pecs pressing against the cool ground. He raised his firm, high ass, and with his own large hands, pried his cheeks apart to reveal the unexplored man's asshole.
Sparse hairs grew around the opening. The brown hole was tightly clenched, but with Lu Jingchuan's tense emotions, it would pulse open into a small slit before snapping shut again. The cheeks on either side were smooth and taut, packed with firm muscle, making one imagine what it would feel like to be sheathed within.
Lin Yu nodded in satisfaction. "Very good," he said. "I now permit you to fuck my ass. We can begin to properly discuss our 'collaborative project'."
With that, he spread his legs, revealing the asshole he had already prepared and stretched. He looked at the heavily breathing Lu Jingchuan and said, "Come on. Fuck me."
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The assistant knocked on the CEO's office door. "CEO Lu, a client with an appointment will be arriving in ten minutes."
"Okay, I know... Mmm, ahh..."
Lu Jingchuan's voice came from behind the door, but it lacked its usual composure. It was trembling, as if he had just finished an intense workout at the gym. The assistant was a little confused. "CEO Lu, are you alright?" she asked.
This time, Lu Jingchuan was silent for a moment before speaking. "I'm... fine, ohh ahh... You... go on with your work. I'll be right... hnghh ahhh... right there..."
Though puzzled, the assistant didn't dare ask any more questions and walked away.
Inside the office, as soon as he heard the assistant's footsteps fading, Lu Jingchuan let out a breath of relief before resuming his frantic, powerful thrusts.
The thick, long cock, buried deep in Lin Yu's ass, pulled out completely before plunging back to the hilt. Lu Jingchuan's terrifying core strength was now entirely focused on fucking that hole. His upper body was almost motionless; all the power came from his waist and abs as he drove his hips forward. His large feet were planted firmly on the floor, gripping the ground as his massive cock slammed rapidly in and out of Lin Yu's ass. His heavy, large testicles slapped against Lin Yu's buttocks, creating a series of lewd, dull thuds.
Lu Jingchuan could no longer think. He could only mechanically thrust his hips, wave after wave of sexual pleasure crashing over his brain. The male bug parasitizing his mind became unprecedentedly active, thirstily calling for the mother bug's affection, which in turn deepened Lu Jingchuan's submission to Lin Yu.
While enduring Lu Jingchuan's relentless fucking, Lin Yu struggled to release the mother bug. The moment it emerged, it smelled the male bug in heat. It immediately flew to Lu Jingchuan's ear and, with a swoosh, burrowed inside. The Heart-Bewitching Soul-Hooking male and female bugs, reunited after years of separation, reached the peak of their excitement and began to mate inside Lu Jingchuan's brain.
Almost simultaneously, Lu Jingchuan let out a great, tidal wave of a cry—a sound of both shattered will and ultimate ecstasy. His brain, now completely ruined by the gu bugs, twisted his handsome, resolute face into a depraved mask. His eyes rolled up into his head, and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. His fucking speed became a blur, as if he were trying to shove his very testicles inside. With a few guttural, lewd roars, his penis gave one final deep thrust into Lin Yu's flesh and then began to ejaculate frantically—
"Ohh ahh... ROAR... AHHHHHHHH... OH OH OH OH OH..."
This was the most frantic orgasm of Lu Jingchuan’s life. His mind was wiped clean; in that moment, the only thing in existence was the act of coming. With each powerful spurt of thick semen, he ejaculated everything—his past experiences, his thoughts, his consciousness, his love for Jiang Yiyang, and all the loyalty he had ever held for his lover.
Simultaneously, the mating of the male and female gu bugs reached its peak. In that instant of completion, the male bug offered up its host in total submission to the female. The body it had parasitized for years was now a tribute, making Lu Jingchuan an absolute slave to the mother bug's holder.
Only when his massive testicles had visibly shrunk did Lu Jingchuan finally stop cumming. His tall, muscular body went limp, collapsing onto Lin Yu as he panted heavily. The sheer intensity of the orgasm made his vision blacken and his head spin, and all he could do was lean against Lin Yu's shoulder to recover.
He felt as if he had forgotten something important, as if a piece of his heart had been carved out. But the moment he was close to Lin Yu, that empty space was instantly filled to the brim, with room for nothing and no one but this man.
The dizziness slowly faded. His semi-soft cock was still sheathed inside Lin Yu. Lu Jingchuan looked up, his eyes filled with a love and submission so thick and deep it was intoxicating. The look on his face was more tender and earnest than it had ever been when confessing his love to Jiang Yiyang. He lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to Lin Yu’s lips.
"Master, I've kept you waiting."
So this is what it feels like to be loved by a handsome, muscular man, Lin Yu thought.
Lu Jingchuan withdrew his semi-soft cock, hooked an arm under Lin Yu’s knees, and lifted him effortlessly. He carried him into the small bathroom attached to the office's private lounge. He meticulously washed the messy evidence of their encounter from Lin Yu’s body, carefully cleaning out the ass he had just filled with cum. He paid no mind to the fact that the fluids on his own body had already dried into crusts. Once Lin Yu was completely clean, Lu Jingchuan—still naked himself, his black socks now soaked through with water—carried him back to the soft sofa. His wet feet left a trail of footprints on the floor.
He then knelt before Lin Yu again. His cock, at some point, had become erect once more. Gone was his former silence and resistance; all that remained was a fanatical loyalty in his eyes. He kowtowed respectfully to Lin Yu and said, "I beg Master Lin Yu to take Lu Jingchuan as your sex slave! I am willing to offer you everything I have!"
The debased, muscular man before him overlapped with the memory of the handsome man who would frown at the slightest touch. Lin Yu said, "Really? What if I wanted to fuck your boyfriend, Jiang Yiyang?"
Lu Jingchuan paused, as if only just remembering that man existed. A flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes. "Jiang Yiyang is yours to dispose of as you wish," he said. "I can break up with him immediately, as long as you take me as your sex slave!"
Lin Yu couldn't help but marvel at the perfection of the gu bug. He smiled wickedly. "I'm not interested in him. You don't have to break up. I'll just enjoy the pleasure of fucking his boyfriend like a dog."
"Since you're begging me to take you in, then you'll be my dog slave. From now on, you will call me Master, and you will refer to yourself as Chuan dog! Understand?"
An excited expression appeared on Lu Jingchuan's handsome face. His large cock gave two excited twitches. He said earnestly, "Yes! Master, Chuan dog understands!"
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The clock rewinds.
After witnessing everything—how Lu Jingchuan was played with like a dog by Lin Yu, and how he himself had orgasmed in sync with him right there at the office door—Jiang Yiyang fled, hailing a taxi home without a backward glance.
He was curled up on the bed, the scent of Lu Jingchuan clinging to the pillow and duvet, as if the man himself were holding him. But he knew that the owner of that scent was currently in his office, being casually trained and played with by someone else.
The moment he thought of Lu Jingchuan fucking the leather shoe like a dog in heat, his heart twisted as if stabbed and he could barely breathe, yet at the same time, his lower body became erect again. He stared in horror at the tent in his pants, feeling as if something inside him had broken.
Several hours passed without him noticing.
The sound of the front door opening announced Lu Jingchuan’s return. Jiang Yiyang quickly shut his eyes, feigning sleep.
The bedroom door opened softly. He heard Lu Jingchuan's deliberately lightened footsteps approaching, stopping right beside the bed. The man's warm breath washed over his face.
"Are you asleep?" Lu Jingchuan whispered.
Jiang Yiyang kept his eyes closed, his breathing even, putting on the perfect performance of a deep sleep.
Lu Jingchuan said no more. He moved away just as quietly, entering the bathroom. The soft rustle of clothes being removed followed.
Jiang Yiyang waited for a moment, but he didn't hear the sound of water. Instead, he heard a muffled voice. Lu Jingchuan was talking to someone.
He crept silently out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom door, listening to the deliberately lowered voice from within.
"Master, Chuan dog's dog dick is hard again, look..."
Inside the bathroom, Lu Jingchuan had placed his phone on a stand, positioning it to capture his entire muscular body. He had stripped off his trousers, revealing two strong, long legs and the shaft of flesh between them. His massive penis was sheathed in a black silk sock—the very one he had cum on that afternoon. The dried semen had formed hard patches on the fabric, which emitted a thick, rank, masculine odor.
He was stroking his cock while speaking to the man on the other end of the call.
"Ohh... Master, the reek of this stinking sock is all over Chuan dog's cock..."
"Chuan dog spent another two hours at the gym today, working on his muscles... so this worthless dog's muscles will feel firmer, and it will be more pleasurable when he fucks Master... Hahh ahhh... Chuan dog wants to fuck Master again..."
With one hand, he kneaded his already swollen nipple, while the other stroked his cock. He muttered obscene words, a far cry from his usual silent, aloof demeanor.
Whatever was said on the other end of the call, Lu Jingchuan's hand stopped toying with his nipple. He then pulled the silk sock from his other foot, stuffed it into his mouth, and planted one foot on the edge of the bathtub. One hand reached back to his own asshole while the other continued to stroke his cock.
He subconsciously chewed on the sock in his mouth, savoring the taste of foot sweat and the rank, masculine odor from days of wear. The speed of his stroking quickened, and his fingers probed around his asshole until one knuckle was buried inside.
His moans grew louder, as if he no longer cared whether the sleeping Jiang Yiyang would notice. Finally, amidst his rough pants and groans, he came again, filling the already semen-soaked black silk sock even more.
And just on the other side of the door, Jiang Yiyang, with tears streaming down his face, had his hand in his pants, stroking himself faster and faster until he came right along with Lu Jingchuan.
"Lu Jingchuan... ngh..."
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The days that followed settled into a strange kind of tacit understanding.
Lu Jingchuan continued to come home late every night, and Jiang Yiyang acted as if nothing had happened, always pretending to be asleep when he arrived. Previously, such unusual behavior from Jiang Yiyang would have immediately concerned Lu Jingchuan, but now his mind was completely filled by another person. Even sleeping in the same bed, they were like strangers.
"Today is the day Master deflowers Chuan dog..."
Lu Jingchuan's voice came from the monitor feed. Jiang Yiyang sat at his workstation, his computer screen positioned so no one else could see it. On the screen, the live feed from the CEO's office was playing.
When Lu Jingchuan had first returned from the military and taken over the company, he was constantly busy. Jiang Yiyang was also occupied with his graduation thesis, and sometimes they wouldn't see each other for days. On a whim, Jiang Yiyang had asked Lu Jingchuan to install a private security camera in his office, one only he could access. It was a way for him to watch Lu Jingchuan at any time, to ease the ache of missing him.
But this camera, once a sweet symbol of their love, had now become the tool Jiang Yiyang used to spy on his lover's affair and watch him be "trained" by another man.
On the screen, Lu Jingchuan was naked, kneeling on the office desk with his back to the camera. Jiang Yiyang could only see his broad, smooth back and the firm, tight muscles beneath the skin, his two large feet dangling off the edge of the desk, and, most prominently, his firm, high, muscular ass.
Behind him, a huge dildo, as thick as a baby's arm, was fixed to the desktop, already slathered in lubricant.
Jiang Yiyang couldn't see Lu Jingchuan's expression, but he could hear his deep voice trembling—whether from excitement or fear, it was impossible to tell. "Chuan dog's asshole has never been played with," he said. "Thank you, Master, for developing this man's asshole..."
The very place that Jiang Yiyang would be "punished" for an entire night for even touching was now being defiled at will by Lin Yu. Jealousy made his eyes burn red, yet his own cock grew hard and erect.
He watched as Lu Jingchuan pried one buttock apart with his hand, revealing the tightly clenched hole. With his other hand, he guided the head of the dildo to the opening and slowly began to sit down.
"Ugh... so big..."
He lowered himself slowly but steadily. Even with the dildo only halfway to the head, Lu Jingchuan's untouched asshole already felt full. He had to plant a foot on the desk, using the strength in his long, muscular leg to force himself down until the entire head was inside.
He let out a series of short, rough pants. For a first-time penetration, a cock of this size was almost too much to take. Lu Jingchuan was about to rest for a moment before continuing, but Lin Yu, who had been watching, now stood up. He placed his hands on Lu Jingchuan's shoulders and, before Lu Jingchuan could recover, shoved down with sudden, brutal force, impaling him on the thick, long shaft.
"Ahhhhhhhhh—"
A shattered, lewd cry tore from Lu Jingchuan's throat. Involuntary tears sprang to his eyes, and for a moment, he couldn't breathe. His asshole was stretched to its absolute limit, every fold stretched taut, but it didn't tear.
Lin Yu was somewhat surprised. "You didn't even bleed," he said. "Looks like you have a special talent for this! Born to be fucked by cocks!"
"Thank you... Master... for the praise..."
Even so, Lu Jingchuan still offered no resistance, his voice merely trembling violently.
He began to move up and down slowly. It was incredibly difficult at first, but before long, his asshole adapted to the massive dildo. The motion of sheathing and unsheathing it became smooth, as if, just as Lin Yu had said, he truly had a natural talent for it.
He began to squat and rise faster and faster, pulling both his large, bare feet up to plant them firmly on the desk. The powerful muscles of his long, strong legs stood out in sleek, defined lines with every movement.
"Worthless dog, how does it feel to have your ass fucked by a dildo?"
"Ohh ahh... Amazing... My ass feels so good... Better than fucking someone else's ass... Thank you, Master... Hahh ahhhh..."
It was unlikely any of his employees could imagine that, while they were hard at work, their tall, formidable, and admired CEO was at that very moment squatting naked on his desk, his ass devouring a dildo even bigger than his own cock.
Suddenly, Lin Yu commanded, "Chuan dog, turn your head."
Lu Jingchuan instinctively obeyed, and Jiang Yiyang was caught off guard by the sudden view of Lu Jingchuan’s face.
That handsome face, which he knew so intimately, was stripped of all its composure and resolve. In its place was a depraved, obsessive expression, completely captivated by sexual pleasure. Tears of stimulation streamed from the corners of his eyes. As he impaled himself on the dildo, he moaned loudly in his deep, sexy voice—a purely masculine, guttural roar.
Jiang Yiyang glanced around at his colleagues. Seeing that no one was paying him any attention, he secretly slipped his hand into his pants...
On the monitor, Lin Yu made Lu Jingchuan get off the dildo. He had been hard for a long time. He sat down in Lu Jingchuan's exclusive office chair and had Lu Jingchuan guide his cock, making him ride him.
The feeling of Lu Jingchuan's hot, tight ass made Lin Yu let out a sigh of pleasure. His cock was enveloped from all sides, every inch attended to, and pleasure rushed in from all directions.
He lowered his head to bite Lu Jingchuan’s nipple, playing with his powerful chest and abs, all while enjoying the tight asshole of the muscular man. At the same time, he glanced at the inconspicuous camera in the corner and a smirk touched his lips.
After the official end of the workday, the employees had mostly cleared out.
Only Jiang Yiyang remained. On the monitor, Lin Yu had already cum once. Lu Jingchuan had cum five times:
three times from being fucked by Lin Yu, once from the dildo, and one final time inside Lin Yu's ass.
From the office desk drawer, Lin Yu produced a collar and fastened it around Lu Jingchuan's neck. Then, he took out a prosthetic dog tail attached to a plug nearly as large as the dildo he had just used and inserted it into Lu Jingchuan's ass.
Lu Jingchuan crouched before Lin Yu on all fours, legs parted, with the tail wagging as his hips swayed. He looked for all the world like a large, humanoid dog.
Lin Yu took the leash and said with a wicked grin, "Let's go, Chuan dog. Time for your walk."
"Woof!"
Jiang Yiyang watched as Lin Yu led Lu Jingchuan out of the office on his hands and knees, disappearing from the camera's view.
The sound of a door opening and closing, followed by Lin Yu's voice, came from not far away. A jolt of panic shot through Jiang Yiyang. He scrambled to hide in the break room, locking the door behind him.
A moment later, through a crack in the break room window, he saw Lin Yu leading Lu Jingchuan past.
Seeing his lover's betrayal in person was vastly different from watching it on a screen. A sharp pain pierced Jiang Yiyang's heart, yet his erection, which had yet to be sated, gave several excited tremors.
Lin Yu ambled along as if he were genuinely walking a dog. He led the tall, muscular Lu Jingchuan through the employee's office space, taunting him as they went. "The grand CEO of the Lu Corporation, who would have thought he enjoys being led around like a dog, crawling through his own employees' workspace. Tell me, Chuan dog, what kind of reaction do you think we'd get if I released a video of you as a dog? All those people who have admired you for years would see you debasing yourself at my feet, shamelessly taking my cock with your ass, crawling through your own company like a dog..."
Lin Yu's words made Lu Jingchuan's cock tremble uncontrollably. A drop of excited fluid leaked out and dripped onto the floor, waiting to be stepped on by some unsuspecting employee the next morning.
"Master can release it whenever he wants! Chuan dog wants everyone to know that I am your dog slave!"
After they had made a full circuit of the office area, Lin Yu spoke again. "Alright, Chuan dog, go ahead and take a piss here. When people walk their dogs, the dogs just find a pole and piss. How come you haven't pissed once? If you don't go now, you'll have to hold it until this time tomorrow!"
A shiver ran through Lu Jingchuan's body. He immediately replied, "Yes, Master! Chuan dog will piss now!"
He then lifted one leg against the leg of an employee's desk, assuming the pose of a male dog urinating.
But not a single drop of urine would come from his erect cock. Lu Jingchuan said, a little aggrieved, "Master, this worthless dog's cock is too hard. I can't piss!"
Lin Yu instantly feigned anger, kicking out at Lu Jingchuan's dangling, massive testicles.
"Useless!"
"Ah!"
Two sounds rang out at once. Lin Yu had controlled his strength perfectly. The pain in his testicles, far from making Lu Jingchuan go soft, made him even harder. His big cock wept another drop of fluid.
Seeing this, Lin Yu kicked him again.
"Useless!"
"Useless!"
Foot after foot landed on his heavy testicles until, with a great roar, Lu Jingchuan was kicked into an orgasm.
Spurt after spurt of semen shot onto the desk leg, the volume so great it looked like urine. Only when he was finished did Lin Yu say with satisfaction, "Alright, let's go."
As the two gradually disappeared, Jiang Yiyang remained in the break room, breathing heavily. His hand, deep in his pants, was covered in a thick, white mess.
-
Jiang Yiyang gradually came to accept his own abnormality. He discovered that he had fallen in love with the feeling of watching Lu Jingchuan cheat on and betray him. Whenever he saw Lu Jingchuan in a debased state, his sexual pleasure was even more intense than when he and Lu Jingchuan used to make love.
Just like now.
He was hiding in the bedroom closet, and on the large bed he shared with Lu Jingchuan, Lu Jingchuan and Lin Yu were having sex fiercely. Lu Jingchuan had been made to change into his special forces uniform, but large holes had been cut in the front and back of the pants. His asshole, in the center of his buttocks, was still leaking the semen Lin Yu had just shot inside him, while Lu Jingchuan's own cock was now furiously pumping inside Lin Yu's ass.
Watching the scene, Jiang Yiyang thought about how long it had been since he and Lu Jingchuan had made love. He was going mad with jealousy, yet at the same time, masturbating in a state of high excitement.
After a few powerful thrusts, Lu Jingchuan came deep inside Lin Yu's ass. They held each other, gasping for air like an intimate couple. Meanwhile, Lu Jingchuan's true lover was hidden in the closet, watching his partner reach climax with someone else, and in doing so, reached his own climax, soiling one of Lu Jingchuan's shirts.
But for some reason, after they finished, the two didn't leave. Lin Yu whispered something in Lu Jingchuan's ear. Jiang Yiyang watched as Lu Jingchuan, completely naked, got off the bed. He walked step by step toward the closet and, to Jiang Yiyang's look of utter disbelief, opened the closet door.
Before he could even react, Lu Jingchuan had yanked him out, holding him firmly in his arms.
Jiang Yiyang struggled with all his might, but Lu Jingchuan's eyes were cold. He paid no mind to the reaction of the person in his arms, looking only at Lin Yu, awaiting his command.
"Jiang Yiyang," Lin Yu said with a laugh, "you've been spying for so long. From now on, you can watch openly. By the way, your boyfriend is great to fuck~"
Jiang Yiyang's eyes were bloodshot, his face a mask of someone ready to take Lin Yu down with him, but he was held fast by Lu Jingchuan. He roared through tears, "Lin Yu, what have you done to Jingchuan! I won't let you get away with this!"
Lin Yu walked up to him and smirked. "I'm afraid you won't get the chance," he said.
He extended a finger. The mother bug crawled out again and flew slowly into Jiang Yiyang's ear.
Looking at Jiang Yiyang's instantly vacant expression, Lin Yu laughed. "From now on, you'll be the nanny for me and Lu Jingchuan. What do you say, Jingchuan?"
"Whatever Master says!"
-
One Month Later
Exclusive! Elder Lu Passes Away from Illness, Lu Jingchuan Officially Inherits Lu Corporation!
Exclusive! Lu Corporation Renamed to Lu-Lin Corporation!
Exclusive! Lu Corporation CEO Lu Jingchuan Transfers All Personal Assets to Lin Yu of Lin Capital!
Three explosive headlines took up more than half the newspaper, shocking countless people.
As for the main characters of this news:
The large bed that once belonged to Jiang Yiyang and Lu Jingchuan had been completely taken over by Lin Yu. At this moment, he was sitting on the face of the supine Lu Jingchuan, his asshole enjoying the man's worshipful licking. Lu Jingchuan panted with excitement, masturbating his own cock while Lin Yu sat on his face.
At the foot of the bed, Jiang Yiyang's eyes were glazed over. Half his face was buried in the sole of Lu Jingchuan's bare foot as he licked the large foot, which reeked of musky sweat. Watching Lu Jingchuan rim Lin Yu, he excitedly stroked his own cock.
On the nightstand, the framed photo of Lu Jingchuan and Jiang Yiyang still stood. In it, Jiang Yiyang was beaming, having jumped up to sling an arm around Lu Jingchuan's shoulders. Lu Jingchuan's expression was composed, his eyes filled with a deep, doting affection.
The End.