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Luo Binghe heard a knock at the door of the bamboo house. When he opened it, he found his disciple Shen Yuan standing in the doorway. Shen Yuan was his youngest disciple, and Binghe looked at him curiously, wondering why he needed him so late at night.
The boy barely reached his waist, his pale skin tinged with a pink blush, and he shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.
"I'm sorry to wake you, Shizun. This disciple can't sleep, and his companions are fed up with him, so they kicked him out of the dormitories."
"Oh," Binghe thought as his gaze traveled over the boy.
"Then come in."
Binghe would never have let a disciple in like this so late at night, but he had a soft spot for the boy. He had large green eyes that looked at him shyly and a small pink mouth that occasionally bit nervously.
When they entered the main room, he sat down and gestured for the child to sit on his lap. The child quickly did as he was told and snuggled between his legs; he was so small.
"Now tell me, why can't you sleep?."
Shen Yuan was squirming nervously in his lap, so Binghe held him by the hips to keep him still. The child's bottom had been so restless that it caused him to get an erection, which was now pressing against Shen Yuan's buttocks.
He looked at him over his shoulder with large, innocent eyes.
"I had a nightmare. I was scared, and Shizun is so kind; he's the only one who can calm me down."
As he listened, the kind Shizun's hands moved over the boy's thighs. He wore only an undergarment, which, with the movement, had revealed plump, snow-white thighs.
Shizun squeezed his thighs, marveling at the abundance between his fingers. Shen Yuan began to squirm again, causing his undergarment to open a little more.
"Shizun?"
"Hmm."
Now Binghe's large and unmistakable erection rubbed brazenly between his small, round buttocks.
"You know, I have a method so you can sleep well."
At this, Shen Yuna, who appeared to be nothing but innocent, looked at him with delight.
"Really? Please, Shizun! I'm so tired."
"But it's a method I'll only show you, and you can't tell anyone else."
Binghe didn't know why he was saying or doing this. He had fought against his demon blood for decades, until only the kind Shizun everyone knew remained. But ever since Shen Yuan arrived on the mountain, his facade of righteousness had slowly crumbled. It was driving him crazy. He knew he shouldn't, but there was something about him... his gaze always lingered on him, so small... so innocent, always calling him Shizun this, Shizun that. He couldn't help it.
Shen Yuan looked at him with a wide smile.
"Shizun, I trust you."
This made Binghe's already clouded mind cloud even more.
"Alright, then, bend over the small table in front of me."
Shen Yuan did as he was asked.
Now he leaned over the small table, his upper body on the table and his lower body below, which brought him to his knees. The position meant his beautiful backside was right in front of his erection, his clinging undergarment accentuating his buttocks even more. Then Binghe began to rub his erection between them while his hands slid his undergarment down his shoulders.
"Shizun?" Shen Yuan said, confused.
"Don't worry, trust me."
Shen Yuan didn't say anything more, but he could feel him tensing up.
"Relax."
Binghe ran his large, calloused hands over Shen Yuan's now-naked torso, his hands passing over his plump breasts, which, thanks to gravity, curved seductively downwards.
His nipples were pink and small, and he began to knead them, making Shen Yuan shudder and his breathing quicken. As he did this, his erection continued to rub between his buttocks.
With his other hand, he opened the robe and saw what he had so longed for: his cute, pink, round bottom swaying nervously.
So seductive.
Binghe freed his penis and began rubbing it against the pink cleft between his disciple's buttocks.
Shen Yuan continued to let out small moans, and Binghe used his precum to insert a finger into that opening.
Shen Yuan let out a little cry, trying to turn over, but Binghe's large hands held him in place.
"Relax, it won't hurt."
When the boy relaxed, he tentatively inserted another finger, then another, until he had four fingers inside. It looked so good.
Shen Yuan had long since lost the strength in his hands and now had his head resting on the table, only his bottom exposed for his shizun to admire.
"You're doing very well, Shen Yuan. Now your shizun will help you."
He withdrew his fingers from Shen Yuan's anus and positioned them at the entrance. His monstrous penis was far too large; even with preparation, Shen Yuan's hole was tiny.
This only excited him more, and he began rubbing it against his anus.
Shen Yuan thrashed and sobbed, pleading with his shizun. He didn't know whether to make him stop or continue, and he didn't care.
He began to push his head in, pausing to let Shen Yuan adjust. The sight was too much for him, and he started pushing his cock deeper and deeper until there was nothing left. Shen Yuan was now whimpering and writhing beneath him, his gaze unfocused and his face streaked with tears. Binghe turned them over, his penis still inside, until Shen Yuan was lying on his back. Now he could clearly see Shen Yuan's bulging belly. His small, pink penis stood proudly between his legs, but even so, it looked smaller than the size of Luo Binghe's finger. Shen Yuan arched his back, displaying those small mounds to him, and Binghe lowered his head and sucked on them as he began to thrust.
The room filled with obscene sounds of skin against skin, and Shen Yuan
just kept repeating "shizun" over and over.
The sensation of his testicles slapping against his disciple's ass, and how tightly he squeezed around his penis, was too much.
He brought his face close to Shen Yuan's and took his lips between his own. The boy opened his mouth and let his tongue explore inside—such a good boy.
When they separated, Shen Yuan made a sound of protest, which stopped when Binge grabbed him by the hips and lifted him into a seated position.
Luo Binghe hands covering almost his entire body, began to use him like a rag doll, riding him up and down on his cock. Shen Yuan could only throw his head back as he was fucked by his big shizun.
His small penis had long since ejaculated, or at least tried to, and now his penis bounced between his belly with each thrust. It wasn't enough.
Luo Binghe turned him over again, still in his seated position, similar to the initial position when Shen Yuan sat on his lap.
Only now he could see his penis plunging into Shen Yuan's anus, opening it and causing his buttocks to press against Binghe's thighs with each thrust.
The sight was too much.
He couldn't hold back any longer and with a few more strong thrusts, he ejaculated his thick semen inside the little boy. There was so much that a small belly had formed.
He looked pregnant.
Could he get him pregnant? This thought made him hard again, but Shen Yuan was now unconscious, drooling, with tears and snot on his face.
Good.
He had managed to get the boy to sleep.
But now the insomnia was someone else. He would have to pay for making him lose sleep, and the night was still long.