The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 307: The Allure of the Silver Chain (R21)
Julian stood in the bathroom for a long time, his hands lingering on his waist, lightly touching the thing that Ethan had called "helping out" a little, and it took a long while before he finally stepped outside.
Draped over his body was nothing but the same sleep shirt from earlier, and resting upon his waist was a waist chain. It wrapped in loop after loop around his slender waist. As Julian stepped outside, he seemed to hear the man’s breathing grow significantly heavier.
Or perhaps it was simply his own hallucination. It was just that Julian’s cheeks flushed a rosy red once again.
Meanwhile, Ethan’s eyes were entirely fixated on the young man’s waist. The man reached out a hand to help Julian onto the bed, yet his gaze never once left that alluring spot. The silver chains, adorned with sparkling beads forming an inverted triangle, wrapped around that seductive waist and slid along the dimples of Venus, delivering a powerful visual impact to Ethan.
"My love, I like this very much."
Julian was pushed down by the man to lie flat on his stomach, his back facing Ethan. He could feel Ethan caressing along his bare back, touching the waist chain that dangled loosely against his skin. He wanted to turn around, but the man just kept firmly holding his waist. Eventually, Julian felt a searingly hot breath blowing against his skin.
Slippery and warmly hot.
The tip of Ethan’s tongue was tracing languidly across his back. The visual obstruction made Julian’s sense of touch even more acutely sensitive. He felt the man slowly sliding downward, ultimately stopping right at the small of his back. That tall bridge of the nose paused right at the dimples of Venus, exhaling a scorching breath into them.
"Mhm..."
Julian let out a soft whimper, sounding as if he were sweetly acting spoiled with the man. Ethan, on the other hand, delivered a light smack to the young man’s bare buttock, his tongue beginning to lick along the dimples of Venus. The sensation of immense pleasure grew more and more intense; Julian’s body gave a sudden jolt, his legs turning to jelly as they slightly gave way.
This body had already been thoroughly ravished by Ethan to the point of extreme sensitivity. With just a mere touch from the man, he could not help but melt entirely into a puddle of spring water.
It seemed that Ethan had a profound liking for this sort of thing, it was the exact same way last time they played at home. Initially, Julian thought that Ethan liked those little silver bells, but it turned out that was not the case at all. As long as it was something sparkling wrapped around his waist, the man would absolutely love it. The undeniable proof was the completely unbridled excitement that Ethan was currently displaying.
Julian was also more than willing; after all, he wanted to try it too.
Furthermore, he had already seen the things that Ethan had prepared, which truly consisted of all sorts of novel and bizarre toys. No wonder the man had so adamantly insisted on returning to this place.
Going to meet Harrison Thornton in two days... Julian suddenly had no idea if he would even be able to walk by that time.
"Ah!"
Perhaps realizing that the young man was losing his focus, Ethan delivered a distinctly painful smack to his buttocks. Julian turned his head to look back at the man with eyes shimmering with watery tears.
So incredibly adorable, the more one looked, the more one wanted to relentlessly bully him.
He truly wanted to fuck him mercilessly right there on the bed.
While thinking this, Ethan reached out to grab a thin strip of fabric from the pile of items he had prepared, covering Julian’s eyes with it. As the fabric was tied securely, Julian’s field of vision was severely restricted. It was not to the extent of being completely blind, he could still see things in a hazy blur.
But being like this only made it all the more thrillingly stimulating.
Then Julian felt the man push him to lie flat on his back, and his sleep shirt was also stripped off and carelessly tossed aside by Ethan.
Immediately after, both of his hands were bound tightly above his head.
"Be good, spread your legs apart, and absolutely do not close them."
Julian obediently followed the man’s instructions. The piece of fabric before his eyes obscured his vision, making Julian unable to see everything clearly. He could faintly make out the silhouette of the man taking off his clothes, and then rummaging for something within the pile of items he had arranged. Then the man seemed to find the exact thing that satisfied him, turning around to cast his gaze upon the youth.
Julian was so intensely nervous that he curled his toes tightly.
Suddenly, he felt a mixture of profound anticipation and nervous anxiety.
"Ah... hmm..."
He gasped heavily the moment that foreign object touched his body, his entire frame jolting forcefully in response.
It was a calligraphy brush!
The tip of the calligraphy brush gently grazed against his nipple, smoothly gliding downwards in a fluttering motion that sent shivers violently wracking through his whole body. Very quickly, the soft brush tip slid down to his most intimate area, lightly creating friction against his damp, glistening entrance.
"Ha..."
The tip of the brush continued to lightly glide back and forth, bringing with it a ticklish, arousing sensation that made it entirely unbearable for Julian.
He unconsciously snapped his legs shut.
Smack.
"Mhm... ha! Please do not!"
Julian let out a soft hiccup, his inner thigh right near the base of his member had just been struck. It was not struck by a hand, but by a fringed leather crop resembling a horse’s tail. Julian could not clearly articulate whether it was painful or pleasurable, but he found that he could still accept this sensation.
"Spread your legs apart. For every time you close them, I will strike you once."
"Hic..." And so, Julian sobbed quietly while trembling as he spread his two legs far apart.
His thighs were still quivering, partly due to the lingering aftershock of the recent strike. And another part was because the man deliberately used the tip of the calligraphy brush to pierce inside his little entrance, gently swirling it around. The overwhelming wave of blissful pleasure crashing into him caused Julian’s body to jolt violently, his toes curling and gripping the bedsheets tightly, desperately trying to keep himself from clamping his legs shut again.
Fluids were seeping out from below, some of it was his own natural bodily secretion, and some was the lubricating gel that Ethan had applied previously. All of this thoroughly soaked the tip of the brush, making it teasingly hover around the entrance as if it were there and yet not there, before being dragged upwards to the tip of his member. Julian cried out in sheer pleasure, hiccuping several times as his member twitched and leaked fluid.
Meanwhile, Ethan was having an incredibly fun time playing.
The dripping wet brush tip once again glided upwards over those two highly sensitive nipples. Julian’s entire body felt as though it was spinning in a dizzying daze; the torrential surge of pleasure made him part his lips to pant heavily. The man used the tip of the brush to twist and rub forcefully against his nipple, and that sharply piercing sensation of pleasure caused Julian to let out a loud, breathless scream.
Just like that, he actually came.
He had ejaculated before his member had barely even been touched.
"What is wrong? You already came after just a little teasing?" The man asked, but his hand did not stop moving in the slightest, the brush tip continued to sweep around the areola. His other hand then pinched the remaining nipple, simultaneously tugging and kneading it.
