"Father and Son Relationship": Chapter 2

Bo Shan thought of last night's ridiculous behavior, and his lower body stood up uncontrollably. He was lying on Bo Pei's body and not daring to move, for fear that the man would notice something strange. But even he felt a hot thing pressing hard in his abdomen. Bo Pei must have known that he had an erection. When he was in a dilemma, Bo Pei generously let go of his hand. He covered his bulging crotch and did not have the courage to run out. He just huddled pitifully in the corner.

Bo Pei unbuttoned his two shirt buttons, stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and squatted down in front of Bo Shan.

"Your classmate is still outside, don't let him wait too long." Bo Pei said calmly. 

Bo Shan was frightened and suddenly raised his head, his eyes wandering in shame, not daring to look at the man. Bo Pei didn't have that much patience, so he patted Bo Shan's thigh in an urging and warning manner.

Bo Shan lowered his head, slowly stretched his body, and spread his legs. Bo Pei still didn't think it was enough, so he held him in his arms, put one hand into his clothes, and touched the soft nipple, slowly kneading and pinching it.

"What were you thinking about just now, so lost in thought?"

Bo Pei spoke softly in his ear, but he couldn't answer at all and could not resist and huddled in the man's arms. His arms were warm, and the tip of his nose was filled with the familiar smell. His penis became harder and harder, pressing against his strong abdomen.

Bo Pei held him with one arm, and slid the other hand from his chest to his lower abdomen. He touched Bo Shan's penis, held it in his hand, and said seductively: "Good boy, scream out."

Bo Shan held the man's wrist, shaking his head, he swayed his waist and tried to jerk in the man's hand. His head was unclear, and he was carried away. His hair was pressed against Bo Pei's shoulder. 

Bo Shan clearly saw that his thumb and index finger took off the folds on the glans penis, revealing the round head and moist penis. It was a completely different feeling from masturbating on his own. Bo Pei knew very well what force and means to use to force him to surrender.

The other four fingers holding the penis also made the shaft extremely comfortable. The man's slender middle finger poked the tender skin of the testicles. Bo Shan gasped in pain, but was immediately overwhelmed by the surge of compensating pleasure. 

Not only playing with his penis, but also wrapping his balls with his generous palms, Bo Shan couldn't help but sob. He hugged the man with his arms and leaned his head on his shoulders, calling Bo Pei "Daddy."

The cry was pitiful and aggrieved. Bo Pei coaxed him and patted his back, holding him on the window sill and sitting on it. He took off Bo Shan's jeans and underwear and throw them on the ground. His upper body was still neatly dressed, but the lower part was naked, wearing only white cotton socks. Bo Shan wanted to close his legs, but Bo Pei spread them wider, even the small hole in the back was exposed.

Bo Pei knelt on one knee, put his son's legs on his shoulders, and took his son's wet glans into his mouth. The tip of his tongue was pressed against the fragile orifice, and within two breaths he heard Bo Shan sobbing loudly. Fearing of being hear, Bo Shan immediately closed his mouth.

Bo Pei raised his eyes and stared at Bo Shan while sucking. Bo Shan shook his head from side to side, biting the back of his hand to make no sound. His other hand was inserted into Bo Pei's hair, trying to push it away, but his legs were tightly clamped and would not let go.

Although he knew it was humiliating to be given a blowjob by a man, but his body couldn't resist it.

Bo Pei held the penis, licked it with his tongue from the head to the base, sucked them, and bit them lightly. Bo Shan looked at Bo Pei with red eyes, watching his penis going in and out of the man's mouth, and the small hole behind him shrank involuntarily, unwilling to be left out.

Bo Shan leaned back, leaning against the glass window, with his feet spread wide on the window sill, completely exposing his hole to the man's sight.

Bo Pei held his trembling toes, kissed the calf to the knee, the inner thigh, and finally stretched out the tip of his tongue to touch the shy hole. Bo Shan's whole body tensed up and trembled slightly. The tip of his tongue was circling around the hole. He slowly relaxed his body and allowed the man's two fingers to open a small hole and explored with his tongue. 

Bo Shan looked up at the white ceiling, spread his legs wider, and was completely addicted to lust at this moment. The hot and wet tongue licked into the small hole, and the penis trembled, secreting a little diluted semen.

The small hole gradually became softer, and the two fingers that Bo Pei put in could move in and out freely. As soon as his fingers touched the prostate, Bo Shan shook twice, and more semen was ejaculated from the tip. Bo Pei stood up and invaded between his legs, holding the back of Bo Shan's head, and kissed the soft lips fiercely, pressing them with two fingers that seemed to have no strength.

Bo Shan was forced to bear the sucking and kissing, and his hole tightened as if it was not enough. Bo Pei pressed his piece calmly, and he ejaculated semen in a steady stream.

Although he ejaculated, it was not pleasant enough at all. Bo Shan calmed his rapid breathing and hooked the man's waist to prevent him from leaving.

Bo Pei patted his butt and coaxed: "Be good, your classmate is still outside."

Even Bo Shan had a good temper, so he gave the man a hard look at this time. But Bo Pei seemed to be pleased, and he laughed out of a rare good mood, and hugged him to go to the bathroom.

Zhang Mingyu, who was outside, had already finished breakfast and played a few games. It was almost noon when he saw Bo Shan walking out of the bedroom with his swollen eyes.

Seeing that Bo Shan's face was not very good, he asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Did you have a quarrel?"

Bo Shan shook his head, patted himself to cheer up, "I'm okay, I have two tickets to Happy Valley, let's go there in the afternoon?"

Zhang Mingyu of course agreed.

Bo Shan's two tickets were given by Bo Pei, who originally wanted him to go out and have more fun with his friends. Bo Shan didn't have many friends since he was a child. He come home from school on time every day. After the family hired a nanny, sbe was the one who cooked and washed the dishes. Bo Shan's personality is introverted and quiet.

Originally, a lot of people went to Happy Valley on holiday, but Bo Shan got an VIP ticket, so the line was quite smooth. Even so, after finishing most of the rides, it was already dark. They originally planned to buy groceries and cook hot pot themselves, but they were afraid they wouldn't have enough time. After eating some hasty fast food, the two came out of Happy Valley, and needed to go home.

Bo Shan was not sure whether Bo Pei was still at home, so he called him, and when he was about to hang up after a long time, the call was answered. Bo Pei seemed to be woken up, and his tone was bad. Bo Shan knew that he had a habit of being angry when he got up, so he gently said that he would go back later and asked if he would bring something to eat.

Bo Pei paused and felt a little more awake. He remembered that Bo Shan and his friend had gone out to play in the afternoon, and now it was a night time, so he said, "Wait there for me to pick you up." Then he got up to wash his face and put on clothes.

Zhang Mingyu was very embarrassed when he heard that Bo Shan said that Bo Pei would come and picked themp up. He always felt that both father and son were strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about them. The two of them walked to the parking lot of the park and chatted. After waiting for a while, Bo Pei drove up.

Bo Shan sat in the passenger seat and Zhang Mingyu sat in the back seat. With Bo Pei present, he did not dare to chat with Bo Shan unscrupulously, and just played with his mobile phone. After playing for a while, he leaned in the back seat and snored.

Bo Shan put his hands on his knees and sat there without looking anywhere. Bo Pei looked at Zhang Mingyu from the rearview mirror and asked softly, "Are you still angry with me because of what happened in the morning?

Shocked, he looked up and saw that Bo Pei didn't look at him and was concentrating on driving. He didn't know how to answer and e wasn't the type to lie about anything.

Seeing that he was silent, Bo Pei knew what Bo Shan was thinking. He looked at Bo Shan side, his face flushed, whether from shame or heat.

After parking the car smoothly and turning off the engine, Bo Shan turned around and was about to open the door, but it was already locked. He was afraid of making too much noise and waking up Zhang Mingyu, so he was too panicked to move. Seeing Bo Pei approaching little by little, he turned his face away and was kissed. Bo Pei tilted his head and blew into Bo Shan's ear, and then asked, "You little brat, you're still angry with daddy."

With such a coaxing and affectionate tone, Bo Shan panicked and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He remembered that Zhang Mingyu was still leaning in the back seat, his arms weak and weak, trying to push away the man who was already half-body pressed against him.

"No, get away."

Bo Pei laughed and leaned closer, "What should I do if the little villain secretly soiled dad's bed?"

Bo Shan pushed the man in front of him with both hands and begged softly: " Don't be, not here..."

After all, he was still worried about Zhang Mingyu who might wake up at any time.

Bo Pei pecked him on the lips and was finally willing to show mercy and let his son in trouble go. Bo Shan rubbed his face and was about to wake up Zhang Mingyu, but he saw someone standing not far away waiting for Bo Pei.

He had met that man several times. He was Bo Pei's assistant, so he was probably not surprised. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief and called Zhang Mingyu up.

When the assistant saw that Bo Pei had arrived late, he was angry and dared not say anything. He just urged him to get into another car, rushed to Bo Shan, nodded hello, walked around to the driver's seat and drove away.

When Bo Shan and Zhang Mingyu returned home, they realized that the ingredients for the hot pot were not ready at all, so they discussed how to cook it. After sitting down for a while and taking a sip of water, the doorbell rang, "Hello, I'm the delivery person from Hai Di Lao Hot Pot. The meal you ordered has arrived. Could you please open the door?"

Bo Shan and Zhang Mingyu looked at each other in confusion.

After opening the door, the delivery man confirmed: "Hello, is this the hot pot takeout for two that Mr. Bo ordered? Who is Mr. Bo?"

Bo Shan said strangely: "I am, but we didn't order takeout."

The delivery man showed the order form to Bo Shan and said, "It was ordered by Mr. Bo Pei earlier. He have already paid for it in advance."

Bo Shan opened the door and asked the delivery man to put the ingredients and utensils on the table. After the delivery man left, the two of them looked at the hot pot falling from the sky, and saying they were unhappy would be false.

The two hurriedly started cooking. Zhang Mingyu bit his chopsticks and said, "Your dad really loves you."

Bo Shan's anger had already dissipated and he sent Bo Pei a text message. While eating hot pot, he put his phone aside and looked at it from time to time. There was no reply until the two of them were full.

Bo Shan couldn't help but feel disappointed, thinking that he was probably too busy to reply to him.

Bo Shan still slept in Bo Pei's room at night, and he kept his cell phone next to the pillow so that he could see it at any time.

Bo Pei was not as close to him as an ordinary father and son. Their intimacy is shameful to speak of, but it is real and can be felt. He was not Bo Pei's biological son. He knew it from the moment he came to the man, but he didn't understand why Bo Pei wanted to adopt him. He hasn't dared to ask all these years. After being abandoned, he was satisfied that he can still have a warm place to live, eat hot meals, and continue to study.

So he didn't reject Bo Pei the first time, and the two naturally maintained this strange relationship.

The cell phone rang suddenly and Bo Shan answered, "Is thjs Bo Shan? Bo Pei is drunk now. We are downstairs. Please come down and pick him up."

Bo Shan hurriedly picked up the keys, put on his coat and rushed downstairs.

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