Wheat Seedlings - Chapter 34

Mai Miao Parallel Side Story (14) - Part 2

Outside, a light drizzle began to fall. The sentimental music suddenly shifted tones, replaced by rhythmic drumbeats accompanied by the crackling static of a record, interspersed with a man's intermittent singing.

"I, I... be king."

"...nothing will drive..."

Even with the disjointed melody, it was clear—a Western song.

Years ago, English had already been included as a mandatory subject in national exams. Once the reform policies were implemented, coastal cities were the first to revive the open-minded atmosphere of half a century prior, embracing trends from across the strait before anywhere else.

But the tides of progress brought by the changing times had yet to make any real impact on the pair in bed.

Right now, Chen Li's mind was solely occupied with how to please his little lover.

He enveloped the tender flesh with his mouth, sucking lightly, nipping with his teeth, teasing the sensitive spot through the fabric until Mai Miao was flushed and throbbing below, his hips turning red. He didn't know whether to struggle or lie still.

All he could do was stare with damp, dazed eyes at the man's actions.

He had thought that after spending the previous night with Chen Li, nothing could shock him anymore. But he didn't realize—that had only been the beginning.

The pleasure Chen Li could bring him between the sheets was something Mai Miao, as blank as an untouched page, had no way of resisting.

The man held it in his mouth for a while, and the tiny protrusion gradually stiffened slightly, dampening the front of his underwear.

Chen Li directly used his hand to pull the fabric aside, tugging it open, squeezing out the small cock and its accompanying sac. Perhaps due to innate reasons, his companion's male characteristics weren't fully developed, remaining like those of an immature boy—completely hairless.

Because of this, it didn't easily get hard. No matter how Chen Li stroked it last night, it only flushed slightly and never ejaculated the entire night.

Chen Li flicked the little thing with his fingers, but his eyes were fixed on Mai Miao. His gaze was like that of a predator eyeing an inescapable prey, teasing yet utterly determined.

Mai Miao's face burned crimson, and when his legs twitched again, Chen Li immediately pinned them down.

This was just how Chen Li was—unless he willingly yielded, once he set his mind on something, he would inevitably get his way.

Just like with claiming his companion. When he was detained in the interrogation room, he had considered the worst-case scenario. If Mai Miao were assigned to another man, he would fight his way out no matter what and escape with his Miao Miao.

He would take him into hiding—to the southwest, deep into the mountains, where no one could ever find them.

And so, Mai Miao could only watch helplessly as Chen Li took the place where he peed into his mouth.

"..." This was Chen Li's first time sucking a man's thing. Far from feeling any disgust, his heart swelled with the satisfaction of cherishing his beloved, while his body grew even more excited from Mai Miao's shy, inexperienced reactions.

That small, tender cock was tightly enveloped by the warm mouth, the tongue greedily sliding over it like licking a piece of meat with bones. He even lovingly kissed the two sacs beneath it with his lips.

"Don't... it's dirty..." Mai Miao whimpered, writhing, his voice trembling with panic.

Chen Li gripped his buttocks, ignoring how Mai Miao pushed at his head with his hands. His head continued bobbing back and forth, making loud, wet noises while his nose heaved with ragged breaths.

Mai Miao suddenly shuddered uncontrollably. Eyes squeezed shut, he couldn't hold back any longer and spilled into Chen Li's mouth.

Chen Li spat the semen into his palm. There was very little of it—thin and watery, lacking the pungent smell of a man's. Mai Miao had never even had a wet dream before; his first release had been into Chen Li's mouth.

When he came to his senses, he was dazed, thinking he had wet himself, overwhelmed by shame and fear. "Am I... am I sick too?"

Chen Li leaned down, showering his eyes and neck with kisses as he gently explained.

Only then did Mai Miao realize he had ejaculated—that this was how all men released when they got hard.

"Do you... do it too?" Mai Miao suddenly asked.

Chen Li studied his naive expression. Though they had already slept together and he had matured, his scent changed, he didn't seem to be feigning ignorance.

His little companion was sometimes like an innocent stalk of wheat, yet at other times, he would inadvertently reveal a natural sensuality.

Chen Li pressed closer, kissing that mouth deeply. After a while, Mai Miao grew restless again—or more accurately, it was Chen Li's hands that grew restless. They slid between the youth's thighs, tugging the underwear down to his thighs before impatiently probing inside with his fingers.

"Mmm..." Mai Miao's lower abdomen tensed, clamping down on Chen Li's fingers.

"Loosen up," Chen Li released his lips.

Mai Miao responded with a soft moan, playing coy.

Chen Li clicked his tongue and pecked his cheek. "So spoiled."

Though Chen Li hadn't spread his legs to look, he knew exactly how wet Mai Miao was down there. Even after just half a day without attention, the hole that had been thoroughly fucked the day before had tightened again—yet with just a little touch, it gushed with slickness, unbearably wanton.

As they kissed intimately, Mai Miao gradually lifted his arms, wrapping them around the tall man above him.

The man's patient caresses and tension-filled foreplay slowly eased his fear of pain, replacing it with a craving for rough, passionate sex. "Remember what you're supposed to call me?" Chen Li murmured in the brief pause between kisses.

Mai Miao nodded dazedly, his eyes still innocent but his expression utterly seductive.

He whispered, "Gege..."

With that word, his legs parted slightly for the man—a silent invitation.

Chen Li withdrew his fingers, pushing himself up from the younger man's body. The lights were still on.

Mai Miao felt himself being shifted slightly downward. Propping himself up on the pillow, he looked down to see his white underwear still bunched around his thighs as Chen Li lifted both his legs, draping them over his left shoulder.

The thick, heavy cock between the man's legs was fully erect now, flushed a deep purple-red.

Mai Miao glanced at the swollen head, wary of it, yet a secret anticipation stirred in his chest.

Chen Li first rubbed it against the younger man's body. His own sensitive spots were few, all concentrated at the base of his lower half. Just masturbating against Mai Miao made his entire body tense, the pent-up desire of the past several days surging back to life.

After a few strokes, thick precum oozed from his slit—so much that it dripped onto Mai Miao's slightly trembling stomach.

Chen Li wiped the fluid over his own throbbing length, then guided it beneath Mai Miao's underwear, rubbing it teasingly against his slick folds.

Mai Miao, thinking his man couldn't find the right spot, grew anxious and spread his legs wider—only to realize Chen Li was toying with him. The handsome face above him curled into a smirk as a firm hand gripped his ass, squeezing hard enough to hurt.

But worse pain was yet to come.

With the lights on tonight, Mai Miao finally understood why it had been so unbearable before—Chen Li was thrusting that thick length inside him again. His fingers clenched the pillow in an instant.

Chen Li didn't slide in as smoothly as he had the night before. The lack of proper lubrication was to blame, but at least he had some experience now. The problem was Mai Miao's resistance—every time Chen Li pushed in even slightly, he whimpered in panic, "T-too much...!"

Last night, the entire length had been buried inside him, yet now they hadn't even reached halfway. There was no way Chen Li would indulge him at this point. Keeping his legs straight, he pushed in bit by bit.

Mai Miao trembled with every breath, like a flower forced to bloom, its delicate petals pried open by the man's relentless intrusion, spilling sweet, intoxicating nectar.

Chen Li exerted immense patience before finally thrusting deep inside with a forceful motion.

Mai Miao once again experienced the sensation of being completely filled from head to toe. At this moment, he could do nothing but gasp for breath, unable to make any other sound.

Chen Li thrusted beneath his underwear for a while. Once the novelty wore off, he found the garment bothersome and yanked it down, leaving it tangled around his ankles. Impatiently, he spread those legs apart.

Under the light, he saw the fleshy folds stretched wide, the labia parted to reveal the tiny clitoris. It was only their second time, yet the area had already darkened in color, as if this once underdeveloped place had been thoroughly ripened.

Chen Li paused for a moment before bending down and pulling the younger man into his arms.

The bed began to rock violently.

Mai Miao felt as though he were caught in a raging storm, swaying wildly with the man atop him. His lips were intermittently captured, sucked, and then released.

Under the illumination of the light, Mai Miao could perceive Chen Li's strength more vividly than the first time, as well as the fervor and roughness of the massive member inside him. When it slammed deep into his body, he felt as though he and the man had merged into one, their scents intertwining.

Mai Miao wrapped his arms tightly around those broad shoulders, his lips brushing against the man's neck as he whimpered and moaned.

The sound of rain grew louder, nearly drowning out the chaotic panting and muffled groans. The radio had lost its signal, the static blending with the rhythmic impacts and the creaking of the bed.

The commotion came to an abrupt halt.

Chen Li pulled back slightly—he hadn't climaxed yet—but a gush of clear fluid followed, like a rising tide. The trembling petals of Mai Miao's entrance quivered, unable to close.

Gasping, Mai Miao lay sprawled on the bed, his thighs soaked with the slick dripping from his hole, leaving a small wet patch on the crimson sheets.

Click.

Chen Li turned off the radio. He drew the curtains shut and returned to the bedside.

The man stood there completely naked, his bronze skin exposed, his erection still standing tall—a display of raw, mature masculinity. Mai Miao rolled onto his side on the bed, then shifted onto his stomach.

Chen Li bent down, one knee braced against the edge of the bed as he leaned in to kiss the bare back. When his lips neared the scent gland at the nape, Mai Miao jolted. He turned his head, wide-eyed, staring at Chen Li in alarm.

The two locked gazes.

Mai Miao lifted his hands, nervously covering the back of his neck. In his dazed eyes flickered a stubbornness unlike anything ordinary.

Chen Li placed his hand over the younger man's, stroking it slowly. Mai Miao trembled slightly, his lips parting soundlessly before the man pulled him into a tight embrace.

They kissed fiercely, tongues tangling.

The bed creaked once more.

Moments later, the young man knelt on the edge of the bed, facing away. Chen Li stood with one leg planted firmly on the ground, the other bent and braced against the mattress. His hands pried apart the plump buttocks—it seemed all the flesh on Mai Miao's body had gathered here.

His hardened shaft aligned with his partner's dripping entrance, slowly pushing in all the way with one smooth thrust.

The wet, slick passage squeezed around him, causing juices to spill from the seams with a lewd, squelching sound.

Mai Miao hadn't expected Chen Li to go so deep. He flustered, panicking slightly, yet he had never been filled so completely before. The hard heat inside him reignited the pleasure he had felt just moments ago.

This time, Chen Li didn't pause. Gripping the youth's waist, he pistoned in and out relentlessly.

Mai Miao's entire body flushed red, his smooth back blooming with little crimson marks like scattered petals. Lost in the frenzy of moans, he unconsciously whimpered, "Ge... ah, Gege...”

The way Mai Miao called out to him stirred a strange, forbidden thrill in Chen Li's chest. His arousal surged unbearably, straining at the seams. Gasping harshly, he suddenly pressed his full weight down, pinning Mai Miao to the bed as he fucked him ruthlessly. When climax hit, Mai Miao was filled over and over, unable to hold back—only then did Chen Li pull out.

Still between Mai Miao's legs, Chen Li stroked himself fiercely, releasing thick spurts of cum that splattered across the bare thighs.

Half a month later, the official notice from the organization arrived.

Not only was Chen Li allowed to stay in Hu City, but he was also transferred to a central department position, tasked with overseeing national defense construction. Once he accepted the assignment, the matter of his residency was also settled.

Due to the mandatory policies of the past thirty years, most Alphas born earlier lacked formal household registration. They had been bred solely for war, indoctrinated to believe their purpose was to defend the nation—without parents, without a past.

Fortunately, times had changed. Their rights were gradually being recognized, and they were no longer forcibly separated from their families, allowed to live ordinary lives.

Chen Li collected the stamped documents and made a trip to the housing bureau. With the official transfer order, his housing allocation was confirmed—a place in the military compound in Huangjiang District. Everything fell smoothly into place.

One good thing after another kept coming, making Chen Li feel it was almost too fortunate—until a staff member at the housing bureau reminded him to hurry up and complete his residency registration so the housing could be finalized.

Chen Li agreed readily.

Stepping out of the office, he spotted Mai Miao at once, clutching his bag as he sat alone on the hallway bench, fair-skinned and well-behaved.

Ah, what was so strange about it? All these blessings had come only after Mai Miao entered his life. This was all his little wife's doing—a stroke of luck brought by him.

Pushing his bike, Chen Li asked Mai Miao what he wanted for dinner.

"Meat!" Mai Miao had bought an ice pop and came running back.

Chen Li mounted the bike, lifting Mai Miao with one arm to settle him in front.

Glancing down, he saw Mai Miao sucking on the ice pop, puffing from the cold.

"Let me have a taste," Chen Li said.

Mai Miao nodded, holding the ice pop up to his lips. Chen Li took one bite—and half of it vanished instantly, leaving Mai Miao pouting in dismay.

"You're a grown man now, no more sulking," Chen Li said, wiping the melted droplets from his lips. "Tonight, gege will lick something else for you."

Chen Li took Mai Miao to the meatpacking plant, buying two pounds of pork belly along with scallions, ginger, and garlic.

Back at the guesthouse, Chen Li told Mai Miao to take the meat to the kitchen and wash the rice while he was at it.

Mai Miao had originally been holding a grudge over the popsicle incident, but when Chen Li mentioned making braised pork for him, all grievances were instantly forgotten. Clutching the meat, he happily headed downstairs.

Chen Li was preoccupied with the household registration matter. Returning to his room, he pulled out a suitcase from under the bed. When he opened it, aside from money, there were only a few scattered items inside.

He picked up a stack of documents—the ones he had received from Director Zhang the day he brought Mai Miao home.

He remembered it should be here somewhere...

Chen Li quickly flipped through the papers once, then a second time before spotting a folded sheet tucked inside.

The state had conducted a nationwide census about a decade ago, issuing household registrations to every family. In rural areas, the process had dragged on until a few years ago when it was fully implemented. Those born earlier didn't have ID cards—only household registration certificates.

Now that Mai Miao was his legally recognized spouse, his household registration needed to be transferred to the city.

Chen Li unfolded the paper—the household registration certificate was attached to the birth certificate.

He picked up the birth certificate first. The paper had yellowed with age, wrinkled and brittle. A novelty.

"Chen Mai Miao..." he read aloud.

Then, suddenly, he fell silent.

"Gege— "

From a distance, the young man's voice rang out.

He came thundering up the stairs, stopping at the doorway before calling out brightly, "Gege—!"

Chen Li snapped out of his daze, turning to stare blankly at Mai Miao standing by the door.

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