Seeing that he still had the strength to bite, a certain older man pinned Julian down to continue. After all, he hadn't finished yet, had he?
Ethan even changed positions, making Julian kneel in the bathtub. He supported Julian's waist with his hands, while Julian gripped the edge of the tub.
The thick, large meat rod below thrust in ceaselessly; Julian could only bow his head and moan.
This position was much more difficult than the last. Every time the powerful man pounded him, inertia pushed Julian forward. The bathtub had a certain slope, acting just like a slide, so every time he was pushed forward, he slid back, only to be penetrated deeply by him again. His knees turned red, and he even had the hallucination that Ethan was going to fuck him right out of the bathtub.
It felt so good he was losing sensation!
Water splashed out due to Ethan's rough movements, spreading across the floor. Julian's swollen and red entrance was washed over by the water, feeling both hot and itchy.
"Hic..."
Ethan was too cruel; he was fucking him to the point of fainting. If he had known, he wouldn't have teased him.
Julian patted Ethan's hand uncomfortably, trying to turn his face back to put on a aggrieved look. The gist was to tell him to stop for a moment, or at least change positions. He couldn't handle this one!
His knees were rubbed raw, he wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. Even though tomorrow was Sunday, Julian had an appointment in the afternoon. He didn't want to cancel with the excuse of excessive sex!
However, Ethan pretended not to understand. He just used his strength to work on him. The explosive power of this man was not to be underestimated; the thrusting motion was like a piston driving a pile. He tightened his grip, pulled Julian's buttocks close to his thick rod, and fiercely pounded him dozens more times.
"Does it feel good, hmm?"
Good? He was being fucked to death here!
Julian was pounded until he was breathless, only able to use his hoarse voice to moan and admit it felt good. Yet that man just wouldn't be satisfied, fiercely stabbing him dozens of times before finally releasing his essence.
Hot semen shot against the flesh walls. Julian arched his back, his own rod releasing once more, and his whole body temporarily fell into a dazed state.
He was about to die from this fucking.
"Weren't you afraid Ethan had a little vixen outside? Today Ethan will give you all his essence, okay? Jules, remember to take it all!"
Having said that, Ethan didn't give Julian time to reflect. He carried him out of the bathtub, turned on the shower, and pinned him against the wall. The meat rod below savagely stabbed into the deepest part, using so much force that the two testicles slapped hard against the tender buttocks, making loud clapping sounds.
Julian was penetrated too deeply. The sudden wave of pleasure left him no choice but to cling tightly to Ethan's shoulders. He was pinned against the wall, one leg lifted, the other barely touching the cold tiled floor. However, due to the amplitude of the powerful thrusts, Julian could only wrap his arms around Ethan's neck, trying to accept the mess of "essence" his husband was handing over to prove his "fidelity."
"Why are you still so tight after being fucked for so long, hmm, baby?" Ethan teased him, nibbling on Julian's earlobe while grinding against him.
Julian really wanted to bite off that hateful thing of Ethan's; he got the benefit yet still showed off! He pouted, suddenly thinking that since he was going to be pounded to death by Ethan today anyway, he might as well go all out. He continued to tease him: "It's because... Ah~ Because you, Ethan, mmm, don't take care of me every day. Hmm... Be gentler..."
Just as Julian said the words "take care," Ethan thrust hard, as if wanting to shove those two balls inside as well, so Julian had to moan through the last sentence.
Feeling the thick object becoming increasingly unruly, Julian felt drained of all strength. His supporting leg went soft, and he stumbled. Seeing this, Ethan picked him up, pressed his back against the wall, and fucked him in this position.
Julian's whole body was intoxicated, his brain seemed to stop working. All that remained was the numbing sensation from his lower body, accompanied by the slapping sounds echoing in the bathroom.
His mind was blank. His lower parts were stabbed until they felt distended and painful, yet itchy and pleasurable at the same time. His lower abdomen felt sore from accommodating that object for so long, as if it were about to lose sensation.
His rear entrance suddenly clenched tight. Julian heard the gasping breath of the man holding him. Ethan supported his waist, his movements becoming stronger and stronger.
The meat rod diligently "took care" of his small mouth, turning the passage wet and smooth. Julian's lower abdomen bulged slightly from the thrusts; inside was Ethan's meat rod, the semen he had shot earlier, and the remaining warm water.
Julian's mind was somewhat paralyzed by now. The wave of pleasure was unbearable, and his body was worn out from the torment.
Finally, Julian gradually drifted off to sleep amidst the rhythmic collisions.
In a daze, Julian Sterling felt himself being laid onto the bed. Moments later, a certain spot was being caressed again; his poor member hardened, leaking a bit of fluid. The small mouth below was red, twitching as it oozed milky white semen. Julian's body was covered in bruises, especially on his inner thighs and nipples. His nipples had been sucked by Ethan Caldwell until they were swollen, bright red, and glistening wet.
His whole body was exhausted. Although he was somewhat conscious, he didn't want to open his eyes, nor did he want to care about the thing still buried inside his body.
He just wanted to sleep.
He didn't know what kind of aphrodisiac Ethan had taken to be so fierce today; Julian didn't even have the strength to close his legs.
He wearily buried his head in the blanket, intending to sleep straight through to the next day. Who would have thought that after resting for just a moment, Ethan would press down on him, lift his leg, and thrust straight in.
"Ah~" Julian's voice was hoarse, losing its usual clarity, but it sounded very seductive, soft as if he were whining.
He groggily opened his eyes, trying to lift his hand to push Ethan's shoulder away. "I don't want to, I'm tired..."
"Just one more time, okay, baby?" Ethan grasped his hand, brought it to his mouth, and kissed his palm for a moment.
Julian was so tired he didn't want to deal with him, but that place was being fucked into pliability. Waves of pleasure kept washing over him, engulfing him, giving him no chance to escape.
"Mmm... Be gentle... It's distended, too distended..."
Julian shook his head; his small belly bulged uncomfortably. Inside was the semen Ethan had ejaculated earlier; now pushed deep inside by that large head, it gave him the sensation that he was about to burst.
Ethan lifted him up and turned him around. That thing rubbed against his sensitive spot, making his whole body twitch, but he was too exhausted to even moan.
Ethan settled him into his lap, spreading his legs wide apart. The man's hot chest pressed against his back. Below, Ethan kept thrusting upward with force, while gravity pushed Julian down, taking the rod to a terrifying depth.
Pleasure piled up; the inside clenched tight, squeezing so hard that Ethan gasped incessantly.
"Mmm... Hic..." Julian sobbed, accepting the thick, large object rampaging inside him. He was delirious, his unfocused eyes seeing nothing clearly. Julian's mind also turned to mush; the only thing he could think about was the "giant" invading his body.
The young man was held up, his body bouncing and bobbing without a stable anchor, only able to barely cling to the man's strong arm.
Julian's lower parts contracted ceaselessly; the soft, slippery flesh walls tightened, only to be constantly stretched open by the thick meat rod, crushed and pressed as if wanting to destroy this place.
It felt both pleasurable and sore.
His whole body was powerless.
A few minutes later, the young man finally reached his climax. His limbs trembled uncontrollably, his insides twisting around the meat rod. His member stood high, the small hole at the tip oozing streams of semen.
He had ejaculated too much tonight; there was nothing left to release. However, the sensation of climax still clung to him; his testicles spasmed continuously but nothing came out, making Julian feel very uncomfortable.
"Ethan, hic... Ethan... Mmm..."
Julian's sobbing seemed to hook Ethan's soul. He continued to fuck him ceaselessly while using his hand to rub Julian's member. After leaking all the semen inside, it remained stiff, becoming increasingly taut and distended.
"Don't, don't rub... Hic, no, Ah~ don't... I don't want to..." As if predicting something, Julian burst into tears, shaking his head violently, his legs kicking out in panic.
But Ethan had no intention of sparing him. He kissed Julian's cheek, reassuring him: "It's okay, baby, relax a little."
As he spoke, he stroked Julian's member while his other hand supported Julian's buttocks, increasing the speed of his thrusts, each one deep and powerful.
"No, no... Ah!"
Julian's voice pitched high; his meat rod trembled and shot out a stream of clear fluid. He arched his back, tears covering his face, his insides clenching tight, and his legs twitching on the bedsheets.
He... he had been played until he lost control!
Just as Julian thought that, his body shuddered. He struggled, wanting to run away, but was held back by Ethan, who fucked him hard while whispering in his ear: "It's okay, don't be shy, baby."
"You look very beautiful right now, do you want to see?"
He spoke as he thrust. Julian's lower parts had almost lost all sensation. Having been used for so long, that place was already swollen; the pleasure now was constantly accompanied by pain, tormenting Julian to the point of madness. He didn't know what else this man wanted to do; surely he wouldn't press him in front of a mirror to do it again?
No, he couldn't.
Julian finally couldn't take it anymore and cried loudly, begging Ethan to spare him.
But how could Ethan spare him? He wasn't satisfied yet, was he?
However, seeing the boy played into such a miserable state, Ethan felt a bit reluctant. He lingered, caressing the young man's small belly, silently wondering if he should pour a little more semen in there?