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Lan Zhan did not understand how he had come to be here.
One minute he was at Cloud Recesses and now he was out at Lotus Pier. Yet… Lotus Pier...looked different.
The wood seemed new? He just couldn’t put his finger on it but since he wasn’t that familiar with Lotus Pier but there was something strange going on...he just knew it.
But more importantly… rather than wonder why he was suddenly in Lotus Pier he was more worried about what would happen when he’s found.
After all, he was not in a state fit to be seen because right now...he had his dick in his hand.
Lan Zhan was shamefully partaking in pleasuring himself in his room before he magically came here.
He found the newly arrived Jiang Sect disciples to be quite...alluring. Especially Jiang-gongzi who looked pretty when he was yelling at his shixiong or politely greeting him and his brother. He was so pretty… Lan Zhan couldn’t stop thinking about his nicely shaped and pink lips… wrapped around his cock, Jiang-gonzi’s wide apricot eyes looking up at him as he diligently sucked Lan Zhan’s dick.
He was just really stressed out right now, although it would be unseemly to admit it. Despite how much Jiang-gongzi made his heart pound he only seemed to have eyes for his trouble-making shixiong. That infuriating shixiong who tried to sneak alcohol in Cloud Recesses of all things!
So after fighting with him he had entered his room to furiously beat his meat while thinking about Jiang-gongzi spurning his shixiong to happily fuck Lan Zhan.
For some reason thinking about this was making his dick hard again!
Whap!
Lan Zhan was busy trying to stuff his hard-on back into his pants when he found himself bumping against a broad chest. When he turned around it was…
“Xiongzhang?” Lan Zhan asked confused, but the closer that he looked at this man he realized…
“Are you the er-gongzi of GusuLan?” The man asked him.
“...Yes...and you are?” Lan Zhan replied.
“I am also the er-gongzi of GusuLan, Lan Wangji.” The man replied.
...this wasn’t his elder brother. This man was him….What?
Lan Zhan studied his supposed older self closely and with slight bewilderment. He was taller than him, his shoulders were broader and he seemed to radiate grace and ice. His gold eyes burned with frozen fire and his face was suspiciously placid.
“Isn’t that painful?” Lan Wangji asked, interrupting Lan Zhan’s thoughts, pointing at his hard on which was still standing proud even in this situation.
Lan Zhan didn’t know what to say. What could he say? To an outsider the two men would look like they were in the middle of a cold staredown but to both of them Lan Zhan’s panic was as plain as the sun in the sky. He was mortified to be seen exhibiting symptoms of sexual desire.
“Would you like me to help you?” Lan Zhan was taken off guard by Lan Wangji’s questions. What does this mean? Will he be punished by his older self? Would he be forced to take a cold bath? Or he could just shove him off the pier they were on into the waters of lakes of Yunmeng. Or will he take pity on his younger self and let him take care of his problem in private?
“You’re still a virgin, correct?” Lan Zhan was beginning to feel off kilter as Lan Wangji stepped forward and towered over him. “...would you like to learn how to make love?”
“What?” Lan Zhan asked, licking his lips and thinking about his earlier fantasies about Jiang-gongzi, cute and willing beneath him.
Lan Zhan found himself following his older self into a room where he saw him.
“Oh you finally come back? Should I ask for more hot water for a bath?” A deep, rich voice said. The voice belonged to a man, brushing his long, dark hair, his inner robes damp as he seemed to have come from the bath.
The man turned around and Lan Zhan’s eyes widened in recognition. The man before him was a bit more mature and cold than the cute, innocent Jiang-gongzi of his time but no less tempting.
Lan Zhan gulped.
He could only dream about having Jiang-gongzi before… he thought.
He looked at this older Jiang-gongzi up and down, salivating at the way his inner robes clung to him sinfully, hugging his curves and leaving little to the imagination.
...But now he was going to have the real thing.
“What… two Wangjis?” The older Jiang-gongzi asked, a clear look of confusion on his face. “W-what is going on here?”
“Lan Zhan, you should greet Jiang-zhongzhu. Wanyin, this is my younger self from the past.” Lan Wangji explained calmly.
“Your younger self from the past? What? Do you even realize how strange you sound?” Jiang-zhongzhu said, his voice slowly being colored by suspicious and...fear?
Lan Zhan was a bit taken aback by violet sparks coming from Jiang-zhongzhu’s tight fist, his beautiful face twisted by anger.
“How do you know this boy isn’t the product of demonic cultivation!” He yelled.
Lan Zhan brought his hand up instinctively, expecting to be hit but instead he heard Jiang-zhongzhu shout.
After he lowered his hand he saw his older self behind Jiang-zhongzhu, hugging him from behind, tying his wrists together and slipping a ring off his finger, his forehead ribbon gone.
“W-Wangji, what are you doing?” Jiang-Zhongzhu stammered out, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as Lan Wangji pushed him forward so Jiang-zhongzhu was splayed across his lap like a child awaiting a spanking.
“Lan Zhan, come here.” Lan Wangji waved him over so that Lan Zhan was positioned with a great view of Jiang-zhongzu’s ass.
Both he and Jiang-zhongzhu squeaked as Lan Wangji flipped up his inner robes and revealed Jiang-zhongzhu’s ass.
Lan Zhan couldn’t stop staring. It was a really great ass, the globes were nice and soft like bao, they looked strong but squishy. Jiang-zhongzhu’s thighs were nice too, lithe but thick enough that he could kill a man if he wanted too. But the cherry on top was the way Jiang-zhongzhu shivered and jerked his hips slightly as Lan Wangji caressed his ass. His asscheeks jiggled a little.
Jiang Wanyin’s face burned with embarrassment. This situation was bewildering. First of all, Lan Wangji came into his room with an identical stranger babbling about time travel or what not but more importantly! Lan Wangji is exposing him in front of said identical stranger!
“Lan Wangji you absolute pervert! Just wh--Ahn!” Wanyin squealed as Wangji slid two fingers inside his hole, still loose from their activities this morning, interrupting his question.
“Ahn! Wangji you-- ah!” Wanyin struggled to get out but he felt spineless as Lan Wangji twisted his fingers in a come hither motion, easily stimulating his prostate. Not only did he hitch his hips up he lolled his head back, his mouth open. Curse Lan Wangji and his ability to play with his body like an instrument!
“To be honest, if it’s someone’s first time, you wouldn’t be able to slip your fingers in so easily. There needs to be a lot of preparation involved. You should make your partner very aroused. The more aroused they are, the easier it is to stick it in.” Lan Wangji explained.
“Ah, I can see inside him.” The younger Wangji said.
“St-stop say--eek! Ah, ah, ah!” The two Wangjis continue their “lesson” ignoring Wanyin’s whimpers and moans for the most part.
“You shouldn’t just stick it in. You should stretch their hole out with your finger first.... Of course if your partner is Wanyin, you can do whatever you want with him. You should also apply some lubrication to your sword so neither of you get hurt. Most oils should work.” He explained clinically as if teaching someone how to play and care for their guqin.
“Don’t-don’t teach him weird things--augh!” Wanyin continued to whimper. He began shimming his ass to take Wangji’s fingers in deeper.
“Of course, you don’t need to worry about that when it comes to Wanyin. There are 3 words to describe him: Fan Cha Biao.” Lan Wangji said.
“Fan Cha Biao?” Lan Zhan repeated.
“Wanyin acts like a cold and vicious sect leader but really he’s a loose little slut. You can put whatever you want inside him and he’ll just whine and cum.” Lan Wangji, and then spread his hole. “Do you want to feel him for yourself? Put your finger in.”
This got Wanyin’s attention. He tried to sit up and struggle away. He didn’t want some stranger inside digging around his hole.
Slap!
Wanyin stiled, shocked as he felt the sting of Lan Wangji’s slap against his puffy hole.
Slap! Slap!
“Stop! Stop!” Wanyin screamed, twitching which each slap of Wangji’s palm against his hole.
“Then behave. Be a good boy and take it.” Wangji said placidly.
Wanyin shut up and shivered as he felt a slightly shorter but no less elegant finger enter his ass and curiously began feeling around.
“He feels soft...and bumpy inside?” Lan Zhan observed feeling pleased as he felt Jiang-zhongzhu’s insides clenched around his fingers, trying to suck him in deeper.
“Take your fingers out. I want to show how far you can take Wanyin’s body.” Lan Wangji pushed his hand away. Lan Zhan had lots of new experiences tonight and he was still a little taken aback by how shameless his older self was. But what he did next was beyond his imagination.
“Wanyin is a sao bi. He can cum even if he’s being fucked by a sword handle.” Lan Wangji stated.
Lan Zhan stared, somewhat amazed...and scandalized.
Jiang-zhongzhu was tied up with ropes, his robes askew and revealing his hard dick and his dusky nipples. His arms were straight up above him, wrists still bound by Lan Wangji's forehead ribbon. One leg was standing on his tip toes and the other was folded in half, his ankle tied to his thigh.
Wanyin shook and cried, his body cramped and uncomfortable.
“After a little punishment, Wanyin is very obedient. He’ll stop fighting back.” Lan Wangji stated calmly as he if he was teaching a student about cultivations, not his fucking younger self how to “train a lover” like he’s some sort of dog!
Fucking bastard, they could’ve had a better time if he wasn’t doing all these weird things in front of a kid who he still wasn’t completely sure wasn’t the product of demonic cultivation or some such.
“Come closer, don’t you want to see him?” Lan Wangji asked.
“No, no… what are you doing?” Jiang Wanyin protested in a quiet and shocked whisper as he struggled against his bonds as Lan Wangji firmly grabbed his thigh to keep him open as he positioned the blunt handle of Bichen against his hole.
Wanyin began to blink rapidly as his eyes stung from the sudden appearance of salty tears. Lan Wangji wouldn’t.
He wouldn’t.
He would.
Wanyin yelped as the cold, smooth and thick handle of Bichen entered him, feeling strange and intrusive against his smooth and delicate insides. He inadvertently clenched around the handle.
“Umh… no, ah! Take it out!” Wanyin’s arms trembled from where they hung from the ceiling. He arched his back as much as he could in his awkward position as Wangji pushed the handle in and out of him.
“Wanyin is very shy so he never tells you his true feelings. See here, he is saying that he doesn’t like it but look at how he’s sucking in Bichen so greedily.” Wanyin shivers as he felt Wangji’s warm and soft palm against his thighs to give Lan Zhan a better view of Wanyin’s whole.
As if trying to probe Wangji’s point, Wanyin felt his hole contracting around the sword handle which was rapidly warming up by his body heat. He rolled his hips slightly despite being restricted by the ropes. He felt himself...tensing, feeling open and self-conscious as he felt twin pairs of cool gold eyes devouring him. He squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip not wanting to make any more noises.
But then...
“A-ah!” Wanyin shrieked. Bichen’s handle began to vibrate inside him, assaulting his insides and stimulating his sweet spot. Wangji continued to talk as Wanyin moaned.
“If you channel your qi this way you can make your sword vibrate like the strings of a guqin. It can cause immense pleasure if used correctly.” Lan Wangji emphasized that last part well and then stared off into the distance, only coming back to the present as Wanyin came. Very loudly.
“See, it’s unnecessary to even touch his penis. If you train your lover well, he can come just from playing with his ass.” Lan Wangji pointed out, Lan Zhan nodded sagely as he absorbed all this new information. Shufu would have never taught him this.
Wanyin began to cry in earnest as he came, brought to orgasm by the handle of a sword! Wangji’s words were true. He was a Sao Bi. An utter slut who came with a sword inside him. While a stranger was watching him no less!
As Wanyin came down from his orgasm, he noted, annoyed, that the Lans sidestepped his cum and were still pristine while he looked wrecked, they untied him and gingerly took Bichen, the handle now wet, out of of Wanyin’s puffy hole. He whimpered as he felt his hole try and clench around nothing.
“Ah…” Wanyin whimpered as they took him to bed… and placed him on his hands and knees. He was still shaky from his orgasm so he collapsed forward on his elbows unintentionally pushing his ass out.
“Lan Zhan we’ve spent a lot of time on Wanyin’s lower mouth. Would you like to experience the pleasure of his upper mouth?” He heard Wangji say. Wanyin was a little dazed and wasn’t really paying attention until he saw a penis in front of his face.
“...Jiang-zhongzhu, would you please...use your mouth on me?” Lan Zhan asked shyly, never showing his penis to someone else before. His ears burned bright red in anticipation of his first fellatio.
“Don’t ask him, just stick it in.” Lan Wangji said.
“What the fuck? No!” Wanyin shouted, turning his face away. He wasn’t going to stuck this random person’s dick!
“Wanyin is very mischievous so even after being scolded, he’ll begin to act up again.” Wangji said placidly and then…
Slap!
Wanyin yelped as Wangji began slapping his hole for the second time that night, his tears dripping down his face freely.
“Yah!” He yelled as Wangji pulled his hair back and taking advantage of his open mouth, Lan Zhan stuck his virgin dick in.
Truely, Lan Wangji’s depravity knew no bounds, especially when it came to him. It seemed like Lan Wangji’s favorite pastime was to find new ways to torment and degrade him and slapping the hole he had just abused with the handle of his spiritual sword was just an all time low. And now his mouth was full of some stranger’s dick!
Lan Zhan shivered as Wanyin’s throat vibrated, his disgruntled moans muffled by Lan Zhan’s dick.
“Lan Zhan, see how obedient he became all of a sudden?” Lan Wangji told his younger self who was intently absorbing all this new knowledge like a diligent student. And intently staring at Jiang Wanyin, so different from the Wanyin of his time. Wanyin spat Lan Zhan’s dick out.
“You bastard! How many times have I-- Ah!” Wanyin couldn’t finish his statement as Lan Wangji plunged his long and elegant fingers into his hole and pressed against his abused prostate.
“Wanyin is naughty and incorrigible which is why repeated punishments are necessary.”
Before he could get angry again, Lan Wangji lined up the fat head of his dick and pushed inside.
“Agh! So big...take it out...I can’t…” No matter how many times Wanyin took Wangji’s dick it always felt like the first. It always felt like Wanyin was being stretched beyond imagination by an oversized jade than a human man’s dick.
Lan Zhan watched as Jiang-zhongzhu's face contorted, his eyes rolled back as he took all of Lan Wangji’s dick. Feeling neglected, he grabbed Jiang-zhongzhu’s hair and his jaw and rammed his dick in his mouth. Jaing-zhongzhu began choking and slapping at Lan Zhan’s hips.
Lan Zhan stilled, scared that he hurt Jiang-zhongzhu but he also didn’t want to take his dick out so he just pulled Jiang-zhongzhu’s head back.
Wanyin was overwhelmed by being filled both in his mouth and his ass. Once again, overwhelmed with pleasure, his eyes blurred with tears, he just decided to give in.
He decided to begin sucking Lan Zhan’s dick. It was a nice size and it didn't taste bad. It was kind of salty. The weight of the dick was nice and heavy. He liked seeing how this young Wangji shivered in ecstasy and blushed heavily.
“Mhmn. Mhmn! Mhmn!” His moans were once again muffled as Lan Wangji, feeling ignored, angled himself precisely and aimed at Wanyin’s familiar sweet spot once more. It was heaven! It was hell. The fat, blunt tip of Lan Wangji’s monstrous cock hitting his prostate over and over. His repeated thrusts kept shoving Wanyin forward, fucking his face back and forth on Lan Zhan’s dick. Lan Zhan who was a virgin and had been ignoring his hard-on since earlier that evening came.
A thick spurt of salty cum flooded Wanyin’s throat.
It was too much for him. Cum in his mouth, his abused prostate being targeted, his sensitive insides...Wanyin came for the 2nd time that night.
Lan Zhan watched, transfixed, as Jiang-zhongzhu orgasmed. His moans were divine as he orgamsed, his face contorted into an O, his back arched and his hips spasmed as he came. He looked so...slutty.
Could the Wanyin of his time make that face too? Lan Zhan became immediately hard again.
Then it seemed as if something snapped and Lan Wangji hitched a hand around Jiang-zhongzhu’s hip and put his other hand on the back of his head and pushed his face into the mattress.
“No, please, I can’t. I’ll break.” Wanyin babbled, muffled by the mattress, frantically grabbing for purchase. Lan Wangji began fucking him furiously, now concerned with seeking his own pleasure. Wanyin’s ass reddened with the force of Wangji’s fucking.
Lan Zhan found himself stroking his dick as he watched his older self wreck Jiang-zhongzhu.
“No matter what, just keep going. Even if he protests, even if he cries, just keep going. I promise he likes it.” Lan Wangji said as kept thrusting into Wanyin’s plant body.
You’d think after all this time he would have gotten used to taking Lan Wangji’s monster dick, but each time always felt like the first. No matter how long Lan Wangji prepared him, how many things he put inside Wanyin before, his hole always felt like it was stretched to the brim trying to take his dick inside of him.
After what felt like forever Lan Wangji slowed down, every 3 seconds it felt like he snapped his hips forward into Wanyin’s body as he finally came inside Wanyin.
Wanyin collapsed, his hole twitching as fat globs of white cum spilled out.
“Would you like to try?” Lan Wangji asked his younger self. Lan Zhan nodded as he looked at Jiang-zhongzhu’s wrecked and dazed face.
“Ah…” Wanyin sighed as Lan Zhan entered him, letting the two Lans position him, feeling completely boneless. Lan Zhan was laying on his back on the bed with Wanyin’s dripping hole positioned over his cock. A filthy squelch was produced as more cum spilled out, pushed out by Lan Zhan’s dick.
While Lan Zhan was still pretty large especially for his age, his dick was a nice change of pace from the monstrosity of his adult self’s dick which always felt like a small arm was splitting him in half.
“Ah, ah, ah…” Lan Zhan’s dick was stretching him nicely, even now his dick was long and curved just right rubbing against all the sensitive spots of his insides.
Wanyin looked into Lan Zhan’s innocent youthful eyes, his flawless white skin stained by a faint blush. He looked so sweet and innocent despite being a willing participant to Wanyin’s earlier humiliation. He had his dick sucked for the first time and now he was impaling his first ass. Had he even had his first kiss yet? Wanyin brought his arms up and pressed their lips together.
“Mhm!” Lan Zhan exclaimed as Wanyin plunged his tongue inside his mouth, licking Lan Zhan’s tongue. His surprised look was so cute! This was kind of fun, Lan Wangji was always in control, playing and toying with him relentlessly, so it was a little fun for the tables to turn like this.
Wanyin pressed his hands firmly down on Lan Zhan’s chest and undulated his hips, determined to see him fall apart under him for once.
Wanyin smiled at Lan Zhan’s face which was scrunched up cutely as he quietly began to whimper. He leaned down and kissed his cheek smiling and clenched his soft insides around his cock and petted his hair whispering “Good boy, you’re a good boy right?”
Lan Zhan immediately creamed inside him.
“Ah!” Wanyin was surprised and also pleased, and pressed some more kisses on Lan Zhan’s face. “So even the righteous Hanguang-jun has a weak spot.” He said smiling like a cat that had caught the canary.
“You’re so cute like this…” Wanyin began undulating his hips again, noticing that despite cumming Lan Zhan’s dick was still hard inside him. “Should I reward you for being so cute?” He asked, unaware of the beast he had just awakened.
But whether he was having his first time or his one hundredth...Hanguang-jun was Hanguang-jun. And Wanyin’s sinful body, stuffed full of his cock and leaking cum was a temptation he couldn’t resist.
“Ahn! Ah, ah, ah!” Lan Zhan, overwhelmed by lust and the desire to fuck his dick inside the delicious heat deeper and deeper, slapped his hands onto Wanyin’s asscheeks and furiously began to bounce Wanyin up and down on his cock.
“S-slo-Ah! Slow down-” Wanyin tried to plead, but he was dealing with a lust-crazed virgin here. Unlike the older Lan whose main intent was to make Wanyin fall apart and become addicted to his cock, would fuck him viciously, but with purpose, always aiming for his sweet spot until he was a mess of tears and cum. The one who was currently plowing him was sloppy and fucked in a messy rhythm sometimes hitting Wanyin’s prostate and sometimes not. He was fucking Wanyin so hard that the force of his thrusts would almost bounce Wanyin of his dick.
“Ah~ah, oh, ahn!” It had been a long night for Wanyin and his hole already, it had been fingered, forced to take the handle of Bichen and of course, Lan Wangji bullied his huge dick into it. And now it was being pummeled by Lan Zhan. Wanyin was crying tears of pleasure and of overstimulation. His neglected cock weeping and bouncing between their bellies.
“Be...be a good boy...Ahn!” Wanyin found himself babbling again.
“Ah!” Wanyin screamed as he came one again and slumped backwards and was caught by Lan Wangji who began to hug him.
“Wanyin, you can take the both of us right?” Lan Wangji asked. Wanyin weakly shook his head no, his eyes closed irritated by all the tears he cried tonight. He whimpered as he felt Lan Zhan shift forward as his dick was still inside him. He felt Lan Zhan hug him as well.
“You beasts...I can’t...” Wanyin whimpered into Lan Zhan’s hair, hugging him tightly. The two Lans hugged Wanyin so he was sandwiched between them. It would have been comforting… were it not for the fact that they were making his already sore hole stretch to take two larger than average dicks.
“I can’t...I can’t… You’re going to tear me in half,” Both Lans were kissing and telling him that he could take it as Lan Wangji was shoving his huge dick slowly inside. Both Lans shivering as their dicks rubbed against each other inside Wanyin’s soft, fluttering and drenched fuckhole.
“Jiang-zhongzhu feels so good.” Lan Zhan kissed Wanyin’s shoulder. He shuddered in response.
“Shut up, don’t say embarrassing things.”
What could he do but just lay there, whimper and cry and take it as the two Lans used his body as a sex sleeve. His toes curled as he felt himself fill with what felt like an immense amount of cum. And they just kept going. These Lans really…
They kept going until Wanyin came again.
Wanyin slumped between them, wrung out from all his orgasms.
“Afterwards, it's necessary to clean him up. If the spend stays inside of him he’ll wake up with a stomach ache.” Lan Wangji said and showed Lan Zhan how to clean cum from Wanyin’s hole.
Lan Zhan felt a bit ashamed. He was once again aroused by Jiang-zhongzhu’s sinful body.
“Do you want to stick it in? Wanyin won’t mind.” Lan Wangji said kindly as if he was not suggesting to this younger self to fuck an unconcious man.
Lan Zhan was instantly hard. There was something so tantalizing about fucking a sleeping Jiang-zhongzhu. He liked how helpless Jiang-zhongzhu became, thrashing and crying and pleading, unable to do anything but allow his body to be used for their pleasure. A sleeping Jiang-Zhongzhu would be even more helpless… maybe they could even try to put the handles of the two Bichens inside him. What would it be like to stick his dick in his mouth? Or Jaing-zhongzhu waking up to him pounding his ass?
Even when Lan Zhan used his hole to get off, Jiang-zhongzhu was still asleep. He must truely be tired. Finally they cleaned out his hole off all the cum they dumped inside him.
They put Jiang-zhongzhu to bed and sandwiched him between them. The next time Wanyin awoke Lan Zhan has disappeared.
“Where did he go?” Wanyin asked.
Lan Wangji wasn’t interested in talking about his younger self.
“Ah, Wangji you beast! Ahn~ don’t touch me there!” Wanyin screamed coquettishly as Lan Wangji slid inside his hole again. Lan Wangji began to lick inside Wanyin’s mouth, swallowing his cries, fucking him as hard as ever. In the morning Wanyin and he would go back to their usual animosity but whenever he had Wanyin in his arms he couldn’t help but think that Wanyin was truly his fan cha biao, a cold bitch who secretly loved getting creampied.
“You… you can leave it inside...until the morning at least…” Wanyin mumbled in his shoulder, clenching and fluttering around his dick. His hips twitching and rocking back and forth slightly as he whimpered slightly.
Lan Wangji kneaded his ass cheeks.