Inside the bathroom, steam swirled around. The sound of water splashing against the tub mixed with gasping breaths was enough to make anyone blush.
Ethan Caldwell lay in the bathtub, looking completely relaxed, his hands supporting Julian Sterling's smooth, fair waist. Julian arched his back, hands bracing against the edge of the tub, trying to lower himself to swallow the thick object beneath Ethan.
"Mmm... It's too big..."
Julian groaned softly, barely managing to take that thing inside him before lifting himself up with effort and slowly lowering back down.
Ethan's free hands reached behind to knead Julian's firm, round buttocks. He kissed Julian's cheek, then shifted his attack to the two red berries on his chest.
"Ah... Don't, don't bite..."
Julian swayed his waist uncontrollably, causing the meat rod to rub chaotically against his inner walls. His whole body trembled, a numbing sensation running down his spine. Seeing this, Ethan slapped his buttocks. Julian's legs went weak; unable to support his body weight, he sat down hard...
"Ah! Sob~"
He swallowed the rod completely. The thing went to a depth never reached before, causing Julian's legs to twitch and tears to well up. He opened his mouth to gasp, trying to ease this terrifying sensation.
Julian had never thought there would be a day he would be so immersed in lust.
But it truly felt very good.
It felt so good that Julian's waist went limp. His nose turned red as he buried his face in Ethan's shoulder, playing dirty: "I'm not doing it anymore. You move yourself."
Moving just a little had nearly consumed all his strength. The small entrance was stretched taut; the thick object moving in and out almost sent Julian's soul to the clouds several times. However, perhaps due to the position, Julian still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
He didn't understand much about sex, nor did he know how to make himself comfortable, so he could only play dirty and throw the initiative back to Ethan.
Ethan said nothing; he just lifted Julian's buttocks and slowly lowered them. The rhythm was leisurely and gentle, so slow that Julian started to feel uncomfortable. He wiggled his butt, only to be slapped with a "smack" on his round buttocks by Ethan.
"Be good, baby."
Julian's entrance tightened. Ethan didn't hit hard; mainly because Julian was too sensitive, his whole body felt strange, seemingly much more excited.
Julian pouted in dissatisfaction, sobbing: "Move faster, please."
"How fast does baby want it, hmm?" Ethan smiled at him, obviously not planning to satisfy Julian immediately.
Julian's almond eyes widened as he glared sideways at Ethan. But his eyes already had an amorous look and were now brimming with watery ripples, so this glare only increased Ethan's desire without any threatening effect.
Julian narrowed his eyes to think for a moment. His fair hand slid over Ethan's firm abdominal muscles, tracing every line, his voice softening: "Does Ethan have a little vixen outside?"
As he spoke, he slid his hand down, fingertips toying with the two balls left outside. His fingers moved in the water, bringing a cool sensation to wrap around that sensitive part, causing Ethan to tense his whole body.
However, Julian did not stop. He lifted himself up, letting the thick rod slide out of his body, then grabbed it with his hand. It was quite thick, slippery with his fluids. Julian's hand stroked up and down, fingertips rubbing the head, then caressing the protruding green veins. He spoke with a sobbing tone: "That little vixen fed Ethan full, so you don't need Jules anymore, is that right?"
Julian could feel the pulse of the thing in his hand; his behind felt increasingly itchy and uncomfortable. But he decided to mess with Ethan to the fullest. Julian used one hand to stroke Ethan's rod. His movements were very gentle, not jerking it off but teasing him. Fingers rubbing and caressing, deliberately flirting to deny him release. He lifted his buttocks slightly, using his other free hand to poke into his own entrance, then looked at Ethan with soaking wet eyes, pouting: "You don't love Jules anymore."
Ethan felt that if he held back any longer, the thing below would explode from Julian's teasing. He sat up, held Julian, turned him slightly so Julian leaned against the tub wall. Ethan spread Julian's legs, lifted one leg over his shoulder, then thrust straight in, burying it to the hilt in one go.
"Ah~"
Julian tilted his head back in a graceful arc, groaning softly.
Perhaps because Julian had teased Ethan too much earlier, Ethan was now acting very fiercely. Every time, he withdrew until only the head remained inside the entrance, then thrust back in powerfully, ruthlessly pounding inside.
The violent impact was so stimulating that Julian's whole body shook. He parted his lips, letting the moans escape; the bathroom was filled with sounds that made people blush.
"Ethan, slow... slow down... Mmm..."
"One moment you want fast, the next you want slow. You are so hard to please, baby." Ethan slapped his buttocks again, scolding him while fucking him.
Julian widened his eyes to glare at him, but down below, he showed no mercy, twisting tightly around Ethan's thick rod as if wanting to keep it inside him. Julian gasped for air; this frenzied rhythm made him feel a bit suffocated.
"No... Ah~ Slow, slow down~ Ah... Mmm..."
Ethan bent down and kissed Julian's red lips. Julian was kissed into a daze, drowning in the pool of lust. Because one leg was resting on Ethan's shoulder, following Ethan's bending motion, he was forced into a position requiring high flexibility. One leg was pressed flat against his chest by Ethan, the other rested on the edge of the bathtub, leaving the bottom completely open for Ethan's ceaseless thrusting. That huge thing knew no taboos, rampaging arrogantly inside the flesh cave, rubbing against them, turning the outer flesh red like a ripe plum.
Julian's hands clung to Ethan's shoulders, scratching red lines onto them. His eyes were full of water, soaking wet, looking dazedly at the handsome face leaning close to him, his whole being looking as if he had been fucked out of his mind.
When Ethan released his lips, Julian seemed to have lost all strength. He could only try his best to open his mouth to breathe, his pink tongue moving between his white teeth with every breath. His lips were red and wet, his eyes glazed with lust, his whole body exuding an air of willing submission to be trampled upon.
Ethan's eyes darkened.
He suddenly reached out, slightly pulling the bathtub plug to let the water slowly drain. Ethan switched the shower to a hotter setting, letting it flow into the tub.
The warm water slowly spread, replacing the slightly cooling water. Perhaps due to the exertion, Julian's body temperature was a bit high; touching the water felt both comfortable and sensitive, magnifying his sensations.
Ethan fucked him increasingly viciously; he kept withdrawing completely and then stabbing straight in. Gradually, the warm water followed Ethan's movements to slide inside the entrance, pushed deep inside by the head of his member.
"Ah ah... Ethan... Hot, too hot~"
This bastard was playing him on purpose!
Julian sobbed, struggling to escape, but Ethan held his waist and thrust hard into the sensitive spot, numbing his body and draining his strength. The warm water irrigated the sensitive flesh cave, making everything scorching hot; the high temperature created an illusion that he was about to be burned. Ethan didn't even give him time to breathe, playing increasingly cruel, pounding without mercy. Julian was driven to climax, shooting into the warm water. He felt like he was about to die, his whole body numb, but Ethan did not let him go. His body, extremely sensitive after release, was miserably abused by Ethan; it was so pleasurable one would want to explode, but being in the refractory period made his whole body tingle uncomfortably.
Moreover, the warm water was pushed in and pulled out, flowing bit by bit into the rear entrance, making Julian feel incredibly distended and uncomfortable down below.
"E-Ethan... pull it out... Mmm... It's too full..."
He shook his head, tears streaming down his face. It wasn't exactly pain, but it was too pleasurable, combined with the psychological effect, making him unable to bear the stimulation and burst into tears.
"I, I was wrong... Ah~... Slow, mmm, please..."
Ethan hugged him up and kissed his tear-stained face: "Aren't I loving you with all my might?" Although he said that, his movements below slowed down to a gentle grinding to give Julian time to rest.
But this grinding drove one even crazier.
Julian slumped on Ethan's shoulder, catching his breath for a moment, then opened his mouth to bite hard on Ethan's shoulder.
A man who hadn't tasted meat for over twenty years was truly playing to kill.