Living to Suffer

VIII

The autumn sunset early, and night gradually crept in, just like the light pecks from the manbefore him.

ShenLiangsheng took Ch’in Ching’s left hand and began kissing from the fingertips,advancing inch by inch.

Ch’in-taifu’s usual attire was that of aConfucian student, a wide-sleeved robe that made it easy for the other man topush the sleeve back until it hung in loose folds at his elbow, revealing thedoctor’s bare forearm. The man’s gentle kisses and nibbles on the tender skinalong the underside of his arm created a lingering, dull pain.

Heshuffled back to lean on the countertop, and Shen Liangsheng went along andlifted the doctor by the waist with one arm up onto the countertop.

“Nowonder the saints said…”Seeing that the man had no plans to change their location, Ch’in Ching used hisfree hand to push aside the jars and bottles, clearing the surface. “…thatwhich man desires most is food and s.e.x.”

Perhapsthe taller man had tired of his wordiness, for he let go of the doctor’s waistand pressed his fingers to his lips, gently caressing.

Ch’in Ching opened his lips, closed his teeth around the man’s index fingerand lapped at the tip. Shen Liangsheng gently pried open the teeth and slid hismiddle finger in as well to mingle with the pink muscle inside. He then thrustthe two digits back and forth, making Ch’in Ching feel as though he weresucking not on fingers but on something else.

Whenthe fingers went too far, Ch’in Ching could not help but cough. Looking upthrough the gloaming at the man, he grabbed the man’s wrist and moved his handout a little until he only had the fingertips in his mouth. “I love you.”

Stayingsilent, Shen Liangsheng took his hand back and laid the doctor down onto thecountertop before taking his time with untying his clothing – outer robe, innerrobe and finally the undershirt – until his chest was fully exposed.

Theautumn nights were chilly, and when the cold draft gushed in from the open windowcooling his skin, the only warmth Ch’in Ching could feel was from the hotbreath blowing on a spot on his chest. Shen Liangsheng was sucking on his leftnipple, licking and playing with the little nub until it swelled and hardenedagainst his teeth. He then lightly clamped down on it, gently grinding andpulling. The sharp pain, and even more so the implicit joy, blended togethermaking Ch’in Ching arch and push his chest forward. His other nipple stood toattention without any stimulation, and because of the lack thereof, it felt abit sore.

Afterwhat seemed like an eternity, Shen Liangsheng’s lips finally moved down towardshis stomach. When they reached the navel, his tongue swirled around the depressiontwice and quickly dipped in, licking everything several times before changingto a thrusting motion that reached the deepest crevice.

Ch’inChing felt as though there was a tendon linking his belly b.u.t.ton to his groin,and every poke on one end sent a tingly rush to the other end. His softerection seemed to be under the command of the tip of the man’s tongue,hardening with each thrust.

He laypanting but suddenly grabbed Shen Liangsheng by the hair, repeating hisprevious words.

“I loveyou.”

ShenLiangsheng stopped with his mouth and began pulling down the doctor’s pantsalong with his shoes and stockings. He spread open his legs and caressed theinner thighs teasingly.

“PerhapsI should not, but after considering for two months, I still love you.”

Themoon had climbed above the treetops and shone into the room. Ch’in Ching waslying on the countertop with his top garments splayed on either side and his lowerhalf completely naked. Because of years of medicinal care, his skin was fineand smooth and appeared unnaturally pale under the moonlight.

“Do youknow, Shen Liangsheng? I love you.”

Asthough spellbound, Ch’in Ching kept repeating the same utterance. His eyes,however, were fully conscious and locked onto those of Shen Liangsheng withtheir warm and earnest gaze.

“Do youknow? I love you.”

ShenLiangsheng slowly reached a hand forward and laid a finger on the doctor’salert member, sliding from the head down the length to grab a tuft of hair andtwist it around his finger. When he opened his mouth, it was a repet.i.tion ofhis previous statement.

“I doknow.”

Ch’inChing still held a strand of the man’s hair but let go after hearing his words.He smiled and sighed softly, “That is good.”

Withoutresponding, Shen Liangsheng reached to the side for the bowl with a bit ofremaining congee and poured the cool, thick mixture on the base of the doctor’smember.

Afterthe proper treatment, the rice had already melted into the water, and thesticky liquid slowly dribbled down along the crack and over the entrance.

ShenLiangsheng slid in one finger with the congee as lubricant, and after a fewshallow thrusts he bent his finger slightly and began exploring the tenderlining. Ch’in Ching was a doctor and knew exactly for what the man wassearching. Miao Jan’s words a few months ago popped into mind, and he wonderedif the Hsing Sect also had a shuang-hsiumantra for two male pract.i.tioners.

Hesneaked a hand to the taller man’s crotch and found the manhood hard and itsshape well-defined even under several layers of fabric. He flicked what hea.s.sumed was the head, chuckling. “I thought you couldn’t get it up.” He teased,but he knew very well that lovemaking was little more than copulation for ShenLiangsheng. Even if l.u.s.t arose, the man still was in control and was notinvested wholly in the situation.

IgnoringCh’in Ching’s verbalizations, Shen Liangsheng added another finger and used thetwo digits to find the sensitive spot. He slid along it lightly at first butsoon began rubbing the tiny, erotic protrusion sometimes gently and other timesroughly. He could nearly feel the erection, lodged uncomfortably between theirbodies, become harder with every stroke of his fingers.

Soonthe number of fingers increased to three, and Ch’in Ching was so aroused thathe was excreting a certain slick fluid that clung to the digits and madesinfully loud squelches.

Withoutundressing, Shen Liangsheng took his own manhood out from his pants andreplaced his fingers at the slick opening, unhurriedly drawing circles but notentering.

It wasCh’in Ching’s first time with a man, but because his partner was patient withthe foreplay, his behind had learned the ecstasy that the man’s fingers hadbrought – three parts of feeling full, two parts of slight pain and remaininghalf an exhilarating tingle. Without the stimulation of the fingers, hisentrance felt overwhelmingly empty and it began clenching, sucking on andinviting in the man’s member.

Finally,after teasing the doctor for some time, Shen Liangsheng raised one of his legswith one hand while using the other to guide his length into the entrance. Thehead gradually forced its way into the tight opening. The tightness proved abit painful, so he patted the doctor’s b.u.t.t and commanded, “Relax.”

Ch’inChing was in pain as well, but he knew he should not linger in the currentsituation. He tried his best to relax his entrance and felt the thick shaftpushing in bit by bit until it stopped somewhere deep inside him.

He letout a big sigh and caught his breath before wrapping his legs around the man’swaist. Soon, he felt the length inside him move, not very quickly but stillpainfully. His brows furrowed and the erection between his legs became a littlelimp, swinging half-heartedly along with the rhythm.

ButShen Liangsheng was not a cruel partner. Not waiting for Ch’in Ching’s request,he began stroking the poor member and sometimes rubbing the tip, softlysc.r.a.ping and toying with the small hole.

Thesensations became more and more pleasurable for Ch’in Ching, and his manhoodreturned to its previous state, even leaking juices that made the strokingwetter and easier for Shen Liangsheng. All the blood in his body seemed to rushto that one spot, and the pain in his b.u.t.t lessened as another sensation creptinto existence.

However,Shen Liangsheng was in no rush and only kept a moderate pace, aiming his shaftin various angles until the muscles around him suddenly constricted. He thenslowly sped up, penetrating with deceptively shallow thrusts followed by anunexpectedly deep one.

Just asCh’in Ching was wallowing in the sensual gratification, he felt the man’s handleaving his member, and so he rocked his hips forward.

In thesame moment, Shen Liangsheng sunk deeply into him, pushing into his sensitivespot with the head of the shaft and sending a wild rush of pleasure to hishead. His waist went limp and his hips threatened to fall back down, but theman held them in place and kept thrusting in the same deep and powerful way,hitting that exact spot without any error. Ch’in Ching felt the action strike aspark within him, and the impure flames exploded spreading to the rest of himin the form of a light blush.

“Mmm…”A moan escaped Ch’in Ching’s lips revealing his complete loss in the sea thatis l.u.s.t. His mind became a jumbled mess as the pleasure hit him like rain on abanana tree leaf– the drizzle had just begun, and the droplets had yet to form a continuousdownpour, hitting the leaf one by one.

“ShenLiangsheng…” he groaned as his hips gyrated on their own in time with thewelcome penetration. “Fa…ah! Faster…”

Beforehe knew it, the steady thrusts had become a wild pounding. The immense powerwas the same but the drizzling had at last become a storm of shamelessself-abandonment. Every pore of his skin was soaked in its delicious moisture,and his bones seemed to lose their shape. His legs were no longer around theman’s waist, and he hadn’t the slightest clue what position they were put into.All he knew was that deep inside him a million little things were throbbing,forcing him to cry and moan and whimper words he himself could not comprehend.His member was so sprightly that it nearly touched his stomach. The headcontinued to spit out translucent juices which dripped onto this abdomen.

Butregardless of how wonderful he felt back there, he was lacking that one lastbit of stimulation. His erection was painfully swollen and hard, begging forits long-awaited release. Ch’in Ching reached for it but was swatted away byShen Liangsheng, who took both his hands and locked them down with one of hisown.

Afterenduring this torture for the interval of a pot of tea, Ch’in Ching’s face wasentirely flushed, and his expression screamed both intense euphoria and extremepain. He whimpered pitifully, “Shen…mmm…mmm…let me come…ah! Please, I’m beggingyou…”

ShenLiangsheng’s face had not altered much, and not even his lower half seemed veryactive in this act of indulgence – his length had not even been fully releasedfrom his pants. The truth of the matter is that only three-quarters of it wereinside the other man, but the doctor already looked to be on the verge ofpa.s.sing out, thighs trembling violently. After a few dozen more thrusts, hestroked the poor shaft only a few times before it quivered and shot out thick,white c.u.m like a fountain onto himself.

ShenLiangsheng, on the other hand, did not release himself, only activating hismantra and redirecting his ch’i andblood. Not losing the yang essencewas the crux of shuang-hsiu. If the intercoursepartner were a woman, the man could even absorb the woman’s yin essence for his own benefit.

Ch’in Ching’s mind remained blank and naturally paidno attention to the taller man. He lay with his eyes closed, recuperating. Whenhe opened them, he saw Shen Liangsheng wearing the same expression, not a hairout of place. His mouth opened to say something, but he did not know what tosay, so he simply licked his dry lips.

Seeingthe doctor open his eyes, Shen Liangsheng spoke first for once with a small bowof the head, “I still have important matters to deal with in the sect. By yourleave.” With that said, he turned and left, his figure instantly blending intothe night.