Translator: HillarybyHillary
Editor: Eric Rasputin
Quality Check: Isalee
First Published on Chaleuria
“Mmmn…” Chen Hsin moaned in pleasure, then adjusted the position of his hands and asked, “How is it?”
Lying beneath him, Zhang Zhun had a sheen of sweat on his forehead as a faint blush bloomed on his cheeks. “It’s… okay…” he mumbled in between labored breaths as he widened his thighs to relieve the growing pressure between his legs. Unlike the first time, their second attempt was much smoother, although it was still quite taxing on Zhang Zhun’s body. Taking a deep breath, he continued, “… But it does hurt a little.”
In his intoxicated state, Chen Hsin nodded his head in acknowledgment. While his breath lingered with the potent smell of alcohol, he proceeded to meld their lips together in a sloppy, wet kiss. “I’m fully inside now. How does it feel?”
Consumed in the moment, Zhang Zhun absent-mindedly stroked his lover’s shoulders. Then proceeded to fully open his mouth to allow the other man to delve deeper into the kiss; allowing him to greedily and wantonly plunge into the welcoming slickness of his mouth. The rougher the kiss became, the more pleasure he began to feel. “Why don’t you give it a try next time?”
Chen Hsin let out a light chuckle in response as a naughty smile slowly appeared on his lips. “Are you teasing me?”
Zhang Zhun’s eyes glistened with the tears that welled up as he looked directly at Chen Hsin; a hint of provocation seeped through behind his teasing complaint. Chen Hsin couldn’t hold back his reaction as a shiver ran down his spine, and the muscles on his buttocks clenched together tightly in an instinctual response. As he held back his urge to thrust forwards, he asked pitifully, “Can I start moving?” Although Zhang Zhun wasn’t trying to make it hard for him, he simply couldn’t utter a word. Instead, he used his fingers to lightly trace circles on the other’s shoulder, causing uncontrolled tremors to rush through his lover’s body and goosebumps to appear on his skin. “How is it? Can you just say something?” Chen Hsin asked with a touch of urgency in his voice.
Zhang Zhun was still scared, but at the same time, he was ashamed of his own lustrous need. As he turned his head to the side, his collarbone transformed into a seductive yet fragile shape. “Just a bit…”
Enraptured by the sight in front of him, Chen Hsin traced his thumb along the delicate line, rubbing at the protruding bone as he slowly withdrew his lower body. Zhang Zhun hummed from the resulting stimulation and unconsciously drew his knees together. Clamping down and tightening his lower half as if to trap his lover within him, refusing to let his lover withdraw even an inch further.
Chen Hsin heaved, then wrapped both arms around the splayed thighs before him. His hands found their way to the curvaceous swell of Zhang Zhun’s ass as he, roguishly yet gently, kneaded the soft skin in his hands. Before long, he began to move his lower body forward as he continued to softly rub the ass cheeks; his movements were especially slow as if to lengthen and prolong every second of this moment, and to smooth out every crease and tension in his lover’s buttocks. From the gentle ministrations and overwhelming sensations, Zhang Zhun seemed to be trapped in a deadlock. He felt as if he wanted to die, but couldn’t; he wanted to live, but couldn’t either. Zhang Zhun trembled uncontrollably, unable to escape from this contradicting torturous pleasure.
As Chen Hsin pushed himself into the deepest part of Zhang Zhun, he held still. “How is that?” he asked with a noticeable tremor in his voice. Touching his lover’s sweat-drenched hair, he observed his expression as he continued to ask, “Does it feel good now?”
Zhang Zhun felt his entire body burn up from the intense stare of the man above him. His lower body was scorching hot and began to show signs of orgasmic spasming. “Don’t look at me.” Right as he tried to say more, there was a catch in his throat before he continued to mumble, “Don’t ask me.”
Chen Hsin was buried to the hilt, as deep as he could possibly reach, but seemingly still not satisfied with the feeling, he attempted to push in further. “Does it feel good?” he repeated stubbornly, whilst sucking on Zhang Zhun’s lower lip as he used his teeth to lightly nibble at the soft and plump texture. He knew Zhang Zhun liked to kiss, and would turn pliant and obedient once he was kissed hard enough.
“No,” Zhang Zhun retorted back in a similarly stubborn and unhesitant manner.
Chen Hsin knew he was angry, and that it was definitely uncomfortable being f***ed by a man. So he grabbed his hand dotingly, squeezing it lightly. Then he placed it over his own chest and said, “Then, let’s go again?”
This time around, Chen Hsin didn’t wait for his consent before suddenly surging forwards in a surprise attack. Zhang Zhun was instantly caught off guard by the violent movement and yelped in shock. This time he really did spasm. From his overly sensitive insides to his penis, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a burst of pleasure raking through his entire body. Chen Hsin’s c*** could feel every little twitch and spasm as Zhang Zhun’s ass tightened then immediately relaxed completely. Followed by a searing hot feeling, their lower halves became slick with grease, as if some liquid had seeped out from within Zhang Zhun.
“Does it feel that good?” Chen Hsin lowered his head and glanced down to see that there was indeed a slickness oozing out from where they were joined.
“No.” Zhang Zhun’s reddened eyes trembled slightly from the sudden onslaught of sexual gratification as his chin tilted in a reflexive motion.
Chen Hsin liked his stubborn nature and reluctance to admit defeat, but more than anything, he wanted to see the look of embarrassment on the other man. With a mischievous smile on his lips, he reached down and felt around at their joined lower half, then brought his slick palm up to rub suggestively at Zhang Zhun’s lower abdomen. “If it doesn’t feel good, then why are you leaking so much here?”
With a thin sheen of bodily fluids on his lower abdomen, Zhang Zhun propped himself up and stared at the glistening mess on his body. “Oh my god…” he said as he bit his lips and plopped back down. With the back of his hand, he wiped the sweat on his eyebrows and widened his eyes, staring helplessly at the ceiling light above his head. After taking a moment to catch his breath, he said, “If you’re going to continue with this nonsense, then get off me!”
Chen Hsin obviously refused to move away from his lover, but instead began to slowly swirl his hips in a tantalizing manner as if he was trying to solely please the older man by seeking out his inner pleasure points. “Let me just say one last thing, okay?” Closing his eyes, he leaned closer and began to lick at Zhang Zhun’s mouth like a desperate dog eager to please his master. As his eyes came into focus again, he could see Zhang Zhun’s long eyelashes up close. He could see the individual droplets of sweat that hung delicately onto each eyelash as they glistened with the reflection of the light overhead. “I watched your scene today,” said Chen Hsin as he carefully traced his fingertips along Zhang Zhun’s eyes — from the inner corner to the end of the eye — then gently brushed at his glistening eyelashes. “When you knelt down, my heart felt like it had been ripped apart…”
Chen Hsin’s heart clenched at the thought. Zhang Zhun’s heart also clenched in response. “How great would it be if there wasn’t a scene like that…” That simple yet truthful confession shocked them both.
It was like the feeling of when one stole cotton candy from a girl when they were a child — a fluttering and sweet feeling overtook Zhang Zhun. Taking the initiative, he reached up and tilted his head to kiss Chen Hsin as if he was trying to sooth and comfort the younger man, as well as himself. “I imagined he was you.” Before muttering to himself, “I know it’s crazy, but my whole head is filled with thoughts of you…”
Chen Hsin felt like something had exploded in his heart. In that moment, there seemed to be a hidden switch within his body that had been flipped. His final thread of reason burned away, as his primal urge took over. “You really… You’re gonna be the death of me!”
With the final shred of his control slipping away, Chen Hsin began thrusting fiercely, moving with great effort, and without leaving any room for the other man to escape the brutal onslaught. Before long, a violent shudder shook through Zhang Zhun’s entire body, as he trembled like a fallen leaf in a raging storm. Sprawled out on his back, he was trapped in the arms of his lover, unable to move, let alone turn over.
“… Hsin… Chen Hsin!” Zhang Zhun cried out helplessly. His hands scratched and grasped at the sheets beneath him. Unsure of what to do and unable to help himself, he grabbed shamelessly at Chen Hsin’s shoulders. Then burrowed himself further into the arms holding him as he tried to pull them both into a tighter embrace.
However, Chen Hsin’s attention was fully focused on the joined area between their legs. Not only could he feel the euphoric sensations of being buried to the hilt in his lover, but he could also clearly see every inch of the tender flesh, pulsing and gripping his heated length. He stared blankly at the obscene sight before him, and asked with an evil glint in his eyes, “Does it feel good?”
Zhang Zhun gritted his teeth. Due to their rough and chaotic coupling, the sheets were twisted into a crumpled mess beneath him. He could imagine the sorry state in which he was currently in, and was beyond ashamed of himself. Yet Chen Hsin continued to tease him in a leisurely and carefree manner. “Tell me, does it feel good?”
Enduring with all his might, Zhang Zhun refused to make a single sound. Chen Hsin climbed over him and melded their lips together in another all-consuming kiss. At the same time, he reached overhead to grab something at the head of the bed. Looking up, Zhang Zhun realized he had grabbed his phone. “What are you doing?!” At a complete loss, Zhang Zhun panicked. He reached out and failed to snatch the phone away from the younger man. Instead, his legs were pried open as Chen Hsin swiped at his phone screen. “Don’t worry, I won’t film your face.”
“Are you crazy?!” Zhang Zhun shrank his ass away in an attempt to escape, but was stopped by Chen Hsin’s firm hands. With the man below him held firmly in place, Chen Hsin rocked his lower body forward, burying deeply and swirling his hips with each inward thrust. He knew all too well, and as expected, within a few tactful thrusts, Zhang Zhun was left a boneless and panting mess. Unable to fight it any longer, the older man relented to the provocative ministrations of his lover as he held on and moaned helplessly in his ear. “Pervert,” he scolded bitterly between his gasps of pleasure.
There seemed to be something wrong with Chen Hsin. Even as he was being scolded by his lover, he felt inexplicably happy. Pulling back, Chen Hsin licked his lips contentedly and released Zhang Zhun, but not before giving a few more violent thrusts. He lined up the camera angle, waited a moment for the screen to focus, then clicked the record button.
What followed was a recording of two men writhing in pleasure. Chen Hsin’s hips relentlessly flexed as he rhythmically sent his engorged length into the abused hole beneath him as Zhang Zhun’s seductive moans of ecstasy resounded. Desperate to see what was happening, Zhang Zhun tried to prop himself up and glance down, past his chest, at where their lower halves were joined. Even whilst knowing that he was being filmed, it was as if he couldn’t control his inner lust. It was like he was addicted to the thrilling feeling of having his most intimate and vulnerable moment filmed. Unable to stop himself, he desperately swayed and ground his ass in time with Chen Hsin’s rough pounding.
Chen Hsin stared at the screen with a lustful expression on his face. The more he watched, the more his body began to burn up. After stopping the recording, he took several screenshots and turned the phone to proudly show the other man. Realizing what he was about to do, Zhang Zhun instantly turned his face away. Eager to show his lover the images he captured, Chen Hsin rubbed shamelessly at the other man’s stomach and said in a pleading tone, “Just one look. Just one!”
Zhang Zhun had no choice but to take a peek, glancing at the tiny screen on the phone, the image displayed was rather unsightly. His eyes widened as he noticed the indescribable expression captured on the screen. The man on the video was on the verge of tears, with a curious yet panicked, timid yet ashamed expression on his face.
“Did that feel good?” Chen Hsin stubbornly continued to ask the same question. Leaning forward again, he placed the phone down and began to lick at the sweat-drenched sideburns of his lover, whilst whispering the same question over and over again. All the while, continuing to slide his heated length in and out of the overstimulated and sensitive channel.
With his eyes glistening and his body softened by the endless stimulation, Zhang Zhun finally relented. “Feels good…” he panted. What else could he do? He was innately passive and after being ravaged for such a long time, he could only give in to the pleasure of the moment. He frowned then added aggrievedly, “It feels good, happy now?”
Chen Hsin wiped at the tears that rolled unconsciously down Zhang Zhun’s face. Lifting his fingers, he sucked them into his mouth as he tasted the salty liquid and asked, “What kind of pleasure?”
Zhang Zhun punched him hard in frustration, then immediately covered his face in embarrassment. “I… I don’t know…” His mind was in a state of chaos, and his entire being – from inside out – was triggered to the point that he had become a complete mess. “Maybe it’s… the kind of pleasure a woman feels…”
“Does it feel that good?” Chen Hsin asked as his eyes lit up like he had received a once in a lifetime compliment. In a moment of pure joy, he lifted the phone to the other man’s face. “Look,” he said, then swiftly selected the video and clicked the trash can icon. “It’s deleted.”
Zhang Zhun’s long eyelashes fluttered lightly, as a smile curled his lips. “Whatever,” he said, as he twisted his upper body in a coquettish manner, then wrapped his legs tightly around Chen Hsin’s waist. “I’m just saying if someone saw this, they will definitely say that you are a pervert.”
“Oh?” Chen Hsin revealed an exaggerated expression as he exclaimed, “But the one screaming and moaning in the video is you!”
Then, smiling proudly to himself, Chen Hsin bent forward to kiss possessively at his lover before tightening his grip on the slim waist in his hands and slammed their bodies together again.
Translator’s Notes:
Hi all, Hillary here!
I am the new translator that recently picked up Deep in the Act (from chapter 51 onwards) and I will be posting three half chapters every week – on Monday, Wednesday & Friday at 9.00pm GMT +7hrs. I hope my translation live up to the awesome standards of Kotoni’s previous chapters and I look forward to hearing back from you guys! Comments and suggestions are always welcome!
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