The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 65: An Intimate Compromise
Julian Sterling decided to play the ostrich and bury his head in the blanket; he certainly couldn’t admit he thought Ethan Caldwell was about to pin him down and have his way with him again. If he voiced that aloud, where would his dignity be?
Ethan knew the younger man was shy, so he didn’t press the issue, though his hands never ceased their teasing of Julian. The man wrapped his arms around to the front, leisurely undoing the buttons one by one. The white shirt was tossed aside, leaving Julian’s entire body exposed. He lay there, soft and pliable on the bed, his skin flushed a lovely shade of red.
Ethan swallowed hard.
However, when his gaze fell upon that pitiful little entrance, which was currently opening and closing slightly, he paused. Although it looked incredibly seductive, the area was still slightly swollen. It had been a day, yet the swelling hadn’t subsided; he feared they truly wouldn’t be able to engage in intercourse for the coming week.
With a hint of regret, Ethan pressed a feather-light kiss against that tender spot.
"Mmm!" Julian’s eyes widened in shock, and he whipped his head around to stare at Ethan: "Where on earth are you kissing!"
"Wherever it is, it is still a part of you. It’s not as if I am kissing anyone else." After saying this, Ethan moved his lips upward, gently rubbing them against Julian’s buttocks. The flesh trembled and bounced like jelly, a sight that Ethan found endlessly endearing.
"Other people are obsessed with hands or voices, but you have a fetish for buttocks, Ethan Caldwell? Do you realize how perverted you seem?" Julian kicked his legs in protest, but Ethan easily caught one of them, planting a kiss on the slender calf.
"I do not merely adore your backside. As long as it belongs to you, from your hands to your feet, and even..." Ethan drawled, his voice dropping an octave as he reached out to flick Julian’s member lightly. Little Jules twitched twice in response, leaking a bit of fluid. Finding this reaction adorable, Ethan lowered his head and whispered, his hot breath ghosting over the sensitive tip, causing Julian’s entire body to shudder: "I like this part, too."
"You gla - Mmph..." Julian had originally shot Ethan a glare, intending to scold him for being a hooligan. But who could have predicted that Ethan would suddenly lower his head and take the excited Little Jules into his mouth? The sudden enclosure of that sensitive area within a warm warmth, combined with the visual and psychological stimulation, caused Julian to moan aloud, panting heavily, unable to form a complete sentence.
The small member rested within the cavity of Ethan’s mouth, his scorching breath dusting over the testicles. Julian gasped for air, feeling that tongue gently winding around the erect shaft. The tongue was wet and searing hot, acting like a powerful stimulant pouring over his most vulnerable part.
"Nngh... Don’t..." Julian placed his hand on Ethan’s head, fingers tangling in his hair, unsure whether he should push the man away or lift his hips to welcome this overwhelming pleasure.
Ethan attempted to swallow the length a little deeper; he sucked inwards, his throat tightening around the head. The sensation of that hot, wet constriction made the "little one" below tremble violently.
Julian tried to tense his body; he did not want to lose face by climaxing within a minute during his first time receiving oral sex! However, Ethan seemed to have no intention of sparing him. He sucked vigorously on the member while his hand fondled the two small orbs.
The waves of stimulation forced Julian to raise the white flag of surrender.
"Let go of me..."
But Ethan did not release him; on the contrary, he sucked even harder. Julian’s entire body curled up, his hips rising by instinct to thrust into Ethan’s mouth, and he released his essence deep inside.
Perhaps because Julian had released so suddenly, Ethan could not control the intake in time. He couldn’t swallow it all; some fluid leaked out, while a portion caused him to choke, leading to a coughing fit.
Julian cast his gaze downward just as Ethan lifted his head to look at him. There were still traces of the release on that handsome face; the milky white fluid made Ethan look even more erotic than usual. He swept his hair back, his forehead glistening with beads of sweat.
Julian’s gaze drifted lower, and sure enough, he saw the massive member that was screaming for release.
Julian propped himself up slightly, poking the "big fellow" with his finger, and whispered: "What are you going to do now?"
They couldn’t have intercourse, so was he expecting Julian to use his hand? Usually, even with the use of his mouth and the entrance behind, it took Ethan quite a session to finish. Now that penetration was off the table, Julian feared that mere sucking or jerking would take until the next morning to elicit a release.
Julian shuddered. His rear was still terribly swollen. They absolutely could not do it!
"Be a good boy and lie on your stomach." Ethan commanded, giving Julian’s buttocks a slap. It was a very light tap, but Julian’s sensitized body trembled, his legs turning to jelly, and even that small, swollen entrance behind twitched slightly.
Julian silently cursed his own uselessness; a mere touch made him feel as though he couldn’t endure it, yet he still obeyed Ethan, obediently lying prone on the bed. His trembling legs bent slightly, raising his hips high in the air, before he turned his head to look at Ethan with hazy, lust-filled eyes. Ethan chuckled softly and pressed Julian’s legs tightly together.
It seemed Julian realized what Ethan was preparing to do. Blushing furiously, he turned his head away and buried his face in the blankets, leaving only his hips lifted high, his thighs pressed tightly together, trembling before anything had even happened.
That man... despite being the General Director of a major corporation, how could he be so depraved and perverted? Julian wondered just how much filth Ethan had secretly read to come up with a trick like this.
