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Given the Donghua University was only eight minutes away from the Shanghai Theatre Academy, it was unavoidable that the two schools had a long history of rivalry. And that enmity only intensified further after Zhang Zhehan enrolled at the Shanghai Theatre Academy in 2009. The handsome jock became an overnight sensation with his charm and incredible skills on the basketball court. Within 13 months, the Donghua University basketball team had lost a grand total of 15 games to their rival team that was headed by Zhang Zhehan, along with the adoring crowd that used to cheer them on. To their chagrin, even the girls from their school had defected to the opposing side. Their shallow eyes clearly clouded by their sworn enemy's good looks.
The Donghua University had no shortage of handsome men itself. And surely they could find at least one who was capable of saving the female population from the evil grasp of Zhang Zhehan. It was the team captain's idea to drag Gong Jun, a freshman who was favoured to be crowned as the xiao cao1, the most handsome man in the school to their next game. And if Gong Jun could lure some of the girls from Shanghai Theatre Academy to their side, well, that would indeed be an added bonus.
Gong Jun, the shinny bait in the grand scheme of the basketball team, wasn't exactly aware of the role he was supposed to play. He was told to show up at their next game to "boost morale" in exchange for a free dinner of his choosing afterwards. Everyone knew about Gong Jun and his obsession with money. Thanks to his handsomeness and disarming smile, that too became a cute quirkiness instead of a blemish.
And that was how he ended up in the territory of Shanghai Theatre Academy after being stuck in a traffic jam. He got there just in time to see Zhang Zhehan practically elevated himself in the air, and tossed the ball into the hoop as the ceiling light shone brightly on him like he was the lead protagonist in a sports-themed movie. The crowd cheered, so loud that the roof was threatened to be blown away. And Gong Jun was most definitely blown away.
Like a sunflower that persistently followed the sun, Gong Jun pretty much appeared in every game that Zhang Zhehan played in thereafter, without needing any further incentive. His schoolmates were moved to tears by his dedication to the cause. Who knew Gong Jun had such a strong code of brotherhood under that carefree exterior?
It wasn't until he finally gathered enough courage to approach Zhang Zhehan that they realised their lethal weapon against Zhang Zhehan and his sorcery like charm had fallen just as hard as the female populations that they were so desperately trying to save.
To everyone's shock, Zhang Zhehan walked through his adoring crowd until he stood before Gong Jun, and took the bottle of coke from his trembling hands. Just like that, the most beautiful, ahem, most handsome flower of the Donghua University was plucked by the notorious playboy from the Shanghai Theatre Academy.
Zhang Zhehan was a tornado that swept across a field in a cumulonimbus cloud, leaving nothing behind. Gong Jun, helplessly trapped within his force, was hurtled along. Before he truly could comprehend what was going on, they already had their first hang out, went to see their first concert, shared their first dinner, joined their lips in their first kiss. And then, of course, sex was next up on the agenda.
Gong Jun hesitated somewhat initially. Believe it or not, at the age of 18, he was still a virgin, who only had his first kiss 3 days ago. He had always been taught it wasn't something to make light of. But then one look from Zhang Zhehan, his resolve crumbled to dust. The other man's eyes were bright and demanding they were like the North Star that shined in a pitch-black night, guiding a lost soul home. So that was how he found himself on a bed in a hotel room, with Zhang Zhehan underneath him.
Zhang Zhehan taught him the art of lovemaking like he taught him how to kiss. There was so much care and consideration that his shy nature and self-consciousness simply melted away. Having an orgasm while buried deep inside Zhang Zhehan was nothing like the pitiful experience provided by his right hand. Gong Jun momentarily blacked out from the sheer intensity of the pleasure that overwhelmed him like a tsunami. To his surprise, Zhang Zhehan, who by all accounts, should have been just as drained was already up. Sitting up amongst the blanket, he was enthusiastically playing dou dizhu on his phone.
And that of course, sparked Gong Jun's competitive nature. He went on to study the art of lovemaking by himself. It was a matter of pride, after all! He drew knowledge from numerous sources that ranged from his more experienced schoolmates, friends, and of course from porn.
He learnt about the prostate, that mysterious walnut-sized gland that was said to be very magical. He was thankful for his long fingers that effortlessly scouted around inside the other man. He was feeling particular gleeful when Zhang Zhehan's eyes snapped open in surprise. The older man's body arched off the bed like a bowstring being pulled tight. His beautiful face contorted as he endured the pleasure that was heaped upon him. He collapsed on top of Gong Jun after his cum splattered across his eight pack abs. Gong Jun smirked in satisfaction as he gently held his lover's limp form.
Moments later, Zhang Zhehan's phone rang. Before Gong Jun had a chance to distract Zhang Zhehan from its evil influence, the other man already untangled himself from Gong Jun's arms. As he pulled up his pants, he talked animated with his friend over the phone.
"Thanks, Jun Jun. I have to go," After hanging up, Zhang Zhehan redirected his attention back to Gong Jun, "Xiao Yu had organised a party tonight, and there will be lots of hot girls and cute guys."
Hot girls and cute guys? Gong Jun stared at his departing form in disbelief. Indignation and anger surged at the same time. And this time, Gong Jun used all his courage and threw himself at Zhang Zhehan. Zhang Zhehan was stunned to find himself on the floor, with Gong Jun on top of him. If it hadn't been that look of hurt on Gong Jun's face, his sheer size almost made him intimidating.
But Gong Jun being Gong Jun, he was only capable of morphing himself into a sad puppy with his invisible tails tugged between his legs. That was the moment Zhang Zhehan came to realise that he cared about the other man more than he was ready to admit. With his heart helplessly softened, he tenderly cupped Gong Jun's face and kissed that misery away. And Gong Jun, in a rare moment of wiseness, used the opportunity to drag the other man back to the bed.
Suffice to say, that was the first of many concessions that Zhang Zhehan, the heartless playboy of the Shanghai Theatre Academy made for Gong Jun. And before long, Gong Jun with his pouty lips and puppy-like eyes secured the official title as Zhang Zhehan's boyfriend.
Gong Jun never made it as the xiao cao, a prestigious title that all men in his school fought over for. Not after he was declared as the public enemy number one by most of the female population of his school.
Oh well, he wasn't particularly sad about it either. Not when he smugly held Zhang Zhehan's hand in his own.