The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 31: Sweet Torture
Ethan Caldwell looked at his provocative smile, having no choice but to helplessly endure this sweet torture. He lay on the bed, watching the youngster reach out to tease his meat rod, exactly like a child who had found a new toy.
The moment Julian Sterling lowered his head and used his red lips to lightly kiss that full glans, the veins on Ethan’s temples felt like they were about to explode.
Yet the instigator acted very innocently; after kissing it, he sat up, his small finger lightly touching the shaft, stroking it as if barely touching, then he touched his own lips, chuckling softly: "Ethan, it smells like lemon, but it isn’t very fragrant."
How could it possibly be fragrant!
That place exuded strong male hormones, and the masculine scent was very distinct. The lemon scent Julian mentioned was the smell of their body wash, as Ethan had just showered after all. The faint lemon scent mixed with the male hormones made the object much more alluring.
However, Ethan did not have time to think that much. Right now, his brain was filled with the image of Julian kissing his meat rod, the soft sensation of his lips, and the hot breath ghosting over his glans.
He had to exercise great restraint not to pin Julian down and take him right there. Ethan wanted to see what else this naughty kid could do.
Julian seemed oblivious to Ethan’s dangerous gaze and continued playing happily by himself. Suddenly, Julian turned around, putting his back to Ethan and blocking the view of his "new toy." Not being able to see heightened Ethan’s sense of touch significantly.
Ethan could feel that small hand slip inside his underwear, grabbing his meat rod, stroking it a couple of times, and then stopping. Because Julian had turned around and arched his back slightly, the petite curves of his body were revealed; the hem of his shirt was pulled up, exposing a smooth, white back. Ethan inhaled deeply, his hand lightly touching the exposed skin and stroking it a few times.
Moments later, he felt that finger timidly press twice on his testicles, then grab them and stroke them gently. The dexterous fingertip glided over the ridge of the glans, the nail scratching lightly a few times.
Ethan felt his patience completely evaporate. He narrowed his eyes, used his hands to grab Julian’s slender legs, and pulled him to lie flat on top of him.
"What are you doing? Didn’t you say you would let me do it?"
Ethan skillfully stripped off Julian’s clothes, leaving only his white underwear. His large hand covered it, gently rubbing Julian’s member. "If baby’s hand can’t make me come, then we have to change methods."
Saying that, he opened his mouth and bit Julian’s inner thigh.
"Ah~"
Needless to say, this 69 position was quite magnificent.
Julian, who had been enthusiastically teasing Ethan just moments ago, was now getting it back in full measure. He lay limply on Ethan, his hand weakly stroking Ethan’s thick, large meat rod. Julian was now bare below the waist, wearing only a shirt. His cute little member fit snugly in Ethan’s mouth, and his two round eggs were also being bullied by Ethan’s hand.
Ethan even maliciously grazed the glans with his canine teeth, causing Julian to tighten his legs.
"Ah, turns out baby has a lemon scent too."
Hearing this, Julian looked at him with wet eyes, then tightened his grip slightly, taking his anger out on that giant to vent his frustration.
Unexpectedly, Ethan used his teeth to lightly bite Julian’s testicles, then used the tip of his tongue to lick them.
"Mmm... Don’t... gently... Ethan..." A terrifying wave of pleasure washed over him, causing Julian’s tender body to tremble, his voice turning soft and mushy.
"Are you going to tease me anymore, hmm?"
Ethan asked while spanking Julian’s buttocks. The sound echoed in the bedroom, and a stinging, numbing sensation traveled to Julian’s brain, making his eyes go wide.
This guy dared to hit him!
He pouted, sobbing: "You are bullying me!"
"Since I’m already accused of bullying, I might as well go all the way!" Ethan said, landing another spank on his buttocks. Julian’s buttocks were round and firm; when hit, they bounced like pudding. Seeing this, Ethan felt like he had found a toy; his mouth worked hard to tease the little guy, while his hand squeezed Julian’s butt cheeks, listening to Julian’s soft gasps.
Julian refused to admit defeat and finally pulled the underwear down from Ethan’s body. The massive meat rod, freed from its confinement, slapped against his cheek, leaving a wet trail that lingered.
Julian looked at it for a moment, slightly hesitant.
Earlier he had only kissed it once, at most getting a little on his lips. But... He had never performed oral sex on anyone before.
It was funny; he rarely even handled himself, so where would he find someone to perform oral sex on? But thinking of the scene where Ethan unhesitatingly took Julian’s meat rod into his mouth, Julian looked at the giant before him and sniffed.
The scent of a man was strong, with a lingering smell of lemon.
Not bad.
So Julian stuck out his tongue and tentatively licked the thick glans.
A bit musky, but acceptable.
So he opened his mouth and took the entire glans into his mouth.
The scent of this thing was quite strong, a bit musky, possessing the characteristic taste of a man.
Julian did not take the entire massive meat rod into his throat; instead, he only took the head into his mouth, then tentatively used his tongue to prod it a little. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
He could feel his own member down below being taken into Ethan’s mouth, being licked and sucked at the same time, so Julian decided to follow suit. He swallowed it a little deeper, and the large, round glans immediately pressed against the back of his throat.
Julian felt slightly uncomfortable and instinctively tried to swallow, but because his mouth was filled with that thick object, he could neither close his mouth nor swallow his saliva. His throat tightened, taking the meat rod in deeper, while the saliva was forced out, spilling over the corners of his mouth.
It was an utterly erotic sight.
