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Xue Meng, clad in all black and wearing a mask to cover his face, swung over the ledge of the window and into the empty room.
“Jiang Xi, Jiang Xi,” Xue Ming muttered to himself as he began snooping around the older man’s bedroom, “If I were a perverted bastard like you, where would I keep the Jade VIP Pendant to Changye market?”
A small voice in his head pointed out that he had a rather perverted reason for wanting the jade pendant but he firmly ignored it.
No, he couldn’t think about that right at the moment or else he’d lose his resolve. Curiosity was a powerful thing and Xue Meng was its latest victim.
Since that day in the library when Xue Meng had stumbled onto Mei Hanxue and felt that thing against his backside, he had had dreams that made him wake up with a flushed face and an ache between his thighs that he was afraid to touch. That is, until he woke up one morning and was helpless to do anything but touch that aching between his legs with clumsy hands until he released all over his bedsheets.
It was wrong… right? To think such a thing about your best friend? But what he felt in the library… did that mean Mei Hanxue had thought of the same things? Or did Xue Meng just imagine it?
Xue Meng shook his head to clear his thoughts as he opened a box next to Jiang Xi’s bed and found the pendant. Success!
Jiang Xi would later come home to find his pendant where he left it, nestled safely in a box by his bedside. He would never suspect someone would’ve taken it and returned it while he was away. Like his son, he possessed a large amount of narcissism and thought that no one would dare mess with his things. Little did he know, his son very much did dare.
The shopkeeper seemed surprised at Xue Meng’s return to Changye Market. “It’s you again! Please tell me you understand what I’m selling this time?”
“I understand,” Xue Meng gritted out, his face flaming. “You said before they’re modeled after the Cultivator Size Ranking guide… Do you have Mei Hanxue? He’s ranked third.”
There was a beat of silence and then the shopkeeper’s eyes filled with understanding. “Are you one of his victims?”
“What the hell makes you think I’m a victim!? Huh!? Be a professional and just take my money and don’t ask questions!” Xue Meng roared, slamming his pouch of money on the table.
“Right…” the shopkeeper muttered, turning to pick from a stack of boxes. “It was recently revealed that Master Mei is indeed a pair of identical brothers. Would you perhaps be interested in another Dagen-jun to simulate the experience?”
Xue Meng’s face turned ugly and the shopkeeper broke into a cold sweat. “Or- Or not. Please don’t take offense-”
“I’ll take two,” Xue Meng snapped. “Hurry. I don’t have all day.”
There was an awkward beat of silence as the shopkeeper counted out the money.
“I- I’m buying them for a friend,” Xue Meng said after a while, his face turning a deeper shade of red. “I- I wouldn’t buy them for me. I’m straight.”
The shopkeeper gave him a strangely sympathetic look before passing him his purchases. “Of course, of course. I hope your friend enjoys the Dagen-Jun. If it’s their first time they should be careful not to hurt themselves and take it slow.”
“Thank you, I’ll be sure to tell my friend that. Because I didn’t need to know that- Because these are for my friend and not me. Goodbye,” Xue Meng turned on his heel and all but ran out of the market.
After returning the jade pendant where he left it, he now had to face his second problem. What exactly did he do with this? He wasn’t a woman and had nowhere to put it but the shopkeeper had mentioned mimicking the stimulation that Chu Wanning received from Mo Ran when he’d been selling the Mo Ran models before… maybe he could ask Mo Ran? He did say that Xue Meng could come to him for any advice…
When he arrived at the small cottage, Chu Wanning was already outside. “Xue Meng, what a pleasant surprise. Are you hungry?”
Xue Meng’s stomach was rolling in knots from his nerves and he couldn’t even think about food right now, much less be able to digest the food his Shizun would make. “No thank you. I actually came to speak with Mo-ge privately.”
“Privately?” Mo Ran’s voice piped up from the door to the cottage, sounding amused. “Alright, I knew this day would come. Come in.”
Chu Wanning’s eyes narrowed. “What exactly is the problem?”
“Its uh…” Xue Meng trailed off, his face flushing. He didn’t know how to lie to his Shizun!
“Brother stuff,” Mo Ran cut him off with a grin, flashing his dimples. “Baby, would you mind picking up milk from the market for me? We’re nearly out.”
Chu Wanning’s eyes softened and he stood to leave. “I suppose I can. Please be sure to visit with me next time.”
After saying goodbye, Chu Wanning headed down the mountain to give the two of them some privacy.
“Is this about the Jiang Xi thing?” Mo Ran asked, breaking their silence.
“No? Why would I come to talk about that dreadful nonsense?” Xue Meng scowled.
“It’s not dreadful if you just relax and let him take control,” Mo Ran pointed out.
“As if I would!” Xue Meng snapped, Mo Ran’s implication going over his head. “He is not my daddy!”
Mo Ran raised his eyebrows and looked rather impressed. “Ah, so you’re not one of those helpless little shidis. I see.”
Xue Meng no longer understood what the fuck his brother was talking about but refused to let him derail the conversation any longer. He pushed past Mo Ran into the house before sitting his packages on the table. “I bought these. I don’t know what to do with them.”
Mo Ran opened one of the boxes and promptly burst out laughing. “Why the hell did you buy two of them!?”
Xue Meng smacked him. “Pay attention! I don’t know how to use even one of them!”
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. I’ll tell you,” Mo Ran was still laughing as he walked to a nearby cabinet. “First you’re going to need a lubricant. To make it slick.”
“Make what slick?” Xue Meng asked him, accepting the bottle of oil Mo Ran had passed him.
“All of it. Your ass and your toy,” Mo Ran tilted his head. “You do know where it goes, right? Or are you like our Shizun and need everything spelled out for you?”
Xue Meng wasn’t sure if he cared for the degrading and domineering tone of Mo Ran’s voice. “Leave Shizun out of this!”
“It was just an example,” Mo Ran rolled his eyes. “I don’t exactly enjoy going around and plucking virgins. I’m happily married.”
Xue Meng buried his face in his hands. This was too mortifying. “How are you so comfortable saying such things!?”
“Because I’m not an innocent little shidi like you,” Mo Ran teased, gripping Xue Meng’s cheek and pulling. “Now, listen well.” He released Xue Meng’s cheek in favor of picking up one of the dildos to examine it before he continued. “Put oil on your finger and stick it in down there-”
“Down where?” Xue Meng interrupted.
“Your ass. Pay attention. Start with one. It’ll feel weird at first but once you get past the original strange sensation it’ll start to feel good. Especially if you curl your fingers and hit the right spot. Just keep adding fingers until it stops hurting and you’re stretched and ready before taking the dildo. If you plan to take two, repeat the same process but while the dildo is inside you.”
“Will… it hurt?” Xue Meng asked, growing nervous.
“Probably. If you don’t take my advice about going slow,” Mo Ran told him dismissively, growing distracted as he stared at the box. “Does… that say ‘Mei Hanxue’ on it?”
“What the hell are you implying?” Xue Meng snapped, snatching the dildo out of Mo Ran’s hands and shoving it into the box. “You have some nerve! These are for a friend!”
“You… are clearly using those for you…” Mo Ran said, his eyes wide. “Are you… are you interested in Mei Hanxue!? Which one!? Both of them!? What about Jiang Xi!?”
“What about Jiang Xi!?” Xue Meng snapped, irritated at the mention of his not-father at a time like this. Mo Ran really had no boundaries! “He can’t tell me what to do if that’s what your concern is! I do what I want!”
Mo Ran’s bewilderment grew into amusement at that. He smirked as Xue Meng angrily marched toward the door. “Does either Mei Hanxue allow you to do what you want?”
“This isn’t about them. It was just a good size… for my friend.”
“Yeah. So great of a size you need two,” Mo Ran drawled, the mirth dripping from his words.
Xue Meng put his boxes down and drew his sword. “That’s it! Fucking fight me!”
“Outside! Outside!” Mo Ran laughed, pushing him through the doorway. “Shizun would kill us both if we fought in the house.”
“Why would the two of you be fighting?” a familiar voice asked coolly. “Mo Weiyu! I told you not to bully your shidi-”
“I’m the head disciple and I’m the new sect leader! He’s the shidi!” Xue Meng huffed, a childish pout forming on his face.
Chu Wanning sighed before correcting himself. “Mo Weiyu, don’t bully Sect Leader Xue Ziming. Would you like to stay for dinner?”
“I would but… I have plans?” he responded, so unsure of himself it sounded like a question.
“Plans with some jade twins,” Mo Ran snorted.
Xue Meng elbowed him roughly in the stomach and shot Chu Wanning a dazzling smile. “I’ll be back to visit soon, Shizun.”
Xue Meng gave strict orders that he was not to be disturbed under any circumstance whatsoever! None! Unless there was actual bloodshed, that is. He wasn’t completely shameless.
He disrobed before placing both dildos on his bed along with the bottle of lube. He was going to do this. He was going to give it a try and then it’ll be out of his system and he can go about his life with no strange dreams about his closest friends.
Xue Meng poured a generous amount of oil on his finger before laying back and slipping it inside. He grimaced immediately. What was the big deal about this!? It felt fucking weird! Even still, he remembered that Mo Ran had told him it may feel strange at first. With that in mind, he continued. His movements were clumsy and unpracticed but eventually he felt his hole relax enough to add a second finger, which made him feel the stretch of his intrusive fingers more. He rolled his head to the side and glanced at his recent purchases. They were so big, he was now unsure if he could fit them inside.
“What am I thinking!?” Xue Meng panted out as he added a third finger. “I’m not a quitter! There is nothing I can’t handle!”
By now, the fingering had begun to feel good but still quite strange Xue Meng curled his fingers and hissed at the stretch but was otherwise unaffected. That liar, Mo Ran!
With a sigh, he flipped over onto his stomach before pushing up to a kneeling position. He hesitantly grabbed one of the dildos and coated it in oil before sitting it directly underneath his entrance. His mouth suddenly became dry at the thought of this tool being the same size as Mei Hanxue’s own. “It’s so big, Hanxue-gege… how will I make it fit?” his mouth said before his brain could catch up.
His cock twitched at his own words and Xue Meng’s face flushed red as he lined up his hole and began to slide down, wincing at the burn. He suddenly remembered when Mei Hanxue gave him tips on how to make a kitty obedient, how if one kept moving the little kitten’s body would learn to accommodate. With a blush, he took the advice and used it improperly. His movements were slow and his legs trembled at first, unused to moving in such lewd motions, but eventually he began to find his rhythm. He was beginning to grow bold, shameless while lost in his own pleasure. “Hanxue-gege- Ah! Hanxue- Ah! Ah!” his speech was broken by tiny gasps as he bounced on the dildo with clumsy doe legs. “Please-”
Xue Meng felt a hand in his hair and leaned into the touch in a lust filled daze. His eyes shot open as he realized that his imagination wasn’t that vivid but was too late. His hair was caught in a firm grip and his head was wrenched back so he had no choice to look up at the person who’d entered his room without permission. “Ziming, who would’ve thought someone as pure and untouchable as you would be behaving like a shameless whore behind closed doors.”
“Brother, don’t be so mean when he moans our name so pretty,” Mei Hanxue chided his elder brother. “I do have to say I’m impressed, Meng-Meng. You’re taking it so well.”
“Get out!” Xue Meng roared, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he pulled out of Mei HanXue’s grasp and pulled the covers around himself as a last ditch effort to conserve his dignity. “Get the fuck out! Who the hell invited you in here!?”
Mei HanXue’s eyes narrowed dangerously before his hand was back in Xue Meng’s hair and Xue Meng found himself pinned onto his back with the blanket thrown to the side. His legs had no choice but to part to accommodate the space Mei HanXue was taking between his knees and the dildo could clearly be seen sticking out of his dripping hole. “You invited us in here, Ziming, when you were moaning our name like a wanton slut.”
Xue Meng flushed at being called such a thing. Scowling, he flipped over and attempted to crawl away. His dignity was already in tatters but he refused to make a noise as the dildo jostled inside of him as he moved. He wouldn’t give either of the twin menaces that satisfaction. “You have some nerve! I’m the Sect Leader of Sisheng Peak! Who gave you the right to- Ah!!” he let out an embarrassing shriek as a strong hand closed over his ankle and yanked him back, jostling the dildo that was still inside him.
“Mei HanXue! Let me go- Oh, fuck!” he gasped, his whole body shuddering as Mei HanXue’s hand connected solidly with his bare ass.
“Ziming, you can behave better than that,” Mei Hanxue sat on the bed next to the two of them as he spoke, his hand making soothing strokes down Xue Meng’s waist, “we’ve already caught you. You could stop fighting and admit what you want.”
“Fuck you! And you! Fuck both of you!” Xue Meng hollered, smacking the nearest twin on the chest before reaching down to pull out the dildo. He realized with no small amount of alarm, that taking it out wasn’t as smooth as putting it in. “Oh no. Oh no. It’s stuck!” he pulled again, feeling tears prick his eyes.
“It’s not stuck, just relax,” Mei HanXue told him, covering Xue Meng’s shaking hand with his own. “You’re tensing.”
“I am relaxed!” Xue Meng barked.
“You’re actually not,” Mei Hanxue chuckled, sidling up behind him. He trailed soft fingers up Xue Meng’s thigh before stroking around the base of Xue Meng’s cock, teasing.
“If-If you’re going to do something just do it,” Xue Meng growled, hating the tremble in his voice.
“First I need you to relax,” Mei HanXue repeated, gently gripping onto the dildo.
Xue Meng whimpered, his legs jerking. “Don’t touch it! It’ll hurt!”
“It won’t,” Mei HanXue assured him, his voice uncharacteristically soft. “Have we ever done anything that could hurt you?”
“No,” Xue Meng admitted, growing distracted by Mei Hanxue’s fingers stroking up his twitching cock.
Without warning, Mei Hanxue grabbed onto him and began stroking. Xue Meng gasped and let his head fall back against Mei Hanxue as sparks of pleasure, much more intense than what he felt when he was touching himself, coursed through him.
Mei HanXue poured more oil onto the dildo before pushing further in. Xue Meng bit his lip to muffle the noise that rose up within him as Mei HanXue pulled the dildo back, as if to pull it out, before thrusting it back in. He continued the motion, fucking inside of Xue Meng with gentle shallow strokes. “See? All you needed was to relax.”
“Weren’t you going to take it out?” Xue Meng panted, his face growing red.
“Why would I do that when you look so pretty being fucked on it?” Mei HanXue asked him, lifting a brow.
“Stop saying that,” Xue Meng huffed, looking away. He wasn’t stupid. Mei Hanxue had his reputation and he knew that this would be nothing different. The twins would have their fun and then…
Then Xue Meng would be alone again.
Mei HanXue’s lips twitched for a moment and there was a glint in his eyes. Xue Meng felt Mei Hanxue’s lips on his neck, pressing hungry open mouthed kisses before biting down or sucking, as if wanting to mark Xue Meng’s skin for others to see. Without warning, he began fucking the dildo inside of Xue Meng faster and harder, nearly lifting his bottom off the bed with every thrust.
Xue Meng couldn’t contain his noises anymore, couldn’t keep the tears from leaking out the corners of his eyes or the babbling from flowing past his lips. “Gege! Gege please-”
He was unsure of which twin he was speaking to, the one stroking his cock and biting at his neck and ear or the one fucking a dildo inside of him with enough force to knock the wind out of him.
His abdomen was tense and coiled, his entire body feeling like it was about to snap like a bow string if he could find whatever release his body was looking for.
“Does it feel good, Ziming?” Mei HanXue’s voice broke through his haze.
“Yes,” he panted out, burying his face in Mex Hanxue’s neck behind him and inhaling his scent. The twins both always smelled masculine and, strangely enough, like a snowy day. It was the most comforting scent in the world to him, loathe as he is to admit it.
Mei Hanxue chuckled and Xue Meng felt the vibration against his cheek. “Use your words. What do you want?”
“I want- I want to come?” he told them, but it sounded more like a question.
The brothers exchanged a look and Xue Meng felt both their motions intensify, clearly seeking his release. Xue Meng, inexperienced as he was, couldn’t hold out and it wasn’t long before he came all over his chest and Mei Hanxue’s hand.
He felt good. Relaxed. Better than he had in a while. He nearly fell asleep while Mei HanXue cleaned him off and Mei Hanxue pulled him against his chest while the other cuddled him from behind.
Did cuddling always happen after such acts? Xue Meng didn’t know and couldn’t bring himself to care at the moment.
Everything was quiet, peaceful. Just their soft breathing and the birds chirping outside the window.
“Wait!” Xue Meng sat up suddenly, turning to stare at the other two men, his face growing red. “You both… didn’t…”
“It’s alright. You can make it up to us later,” Mei Hanxue cooed at Xue Meng, pulling him back into his embrace. “Rest up. You’ll need it.”
“Need it for what?” Xue Meng questioned, curious. Did he have plans for the night? Was it why the twins had visited?
“Our Ziming is so adorable,” Mei HanXue chuckled, kissing his shoulder.
Xue Meng was intending to follow his instructions. He closed his eyes and willed his body to relax, which wasn’t hard given all that had just happened. He wondered when the twins would leave. How the rejection was going to go. Maybe he could tell Mei Hanxue he isn’t interested in a relationship either and maybe it won’t be so awkward they can’t be friends.
“When you wake up…” Mei Hanxue began.
“...we want an explanation on your recent purchase,” Mei HanXue finished.
Oh. Fuck.
Xue Meng wondered briefly if he would be able to sneak out of the twin’s embrace and flee the country before realizing he was quite literally trapped between them.
He didn’t have much time to lay there and stew in his own worries and anxieties before his body gave out, helpless against his first orgasm and two warm bodies laying next to him, and he drifted asleep.