The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled

Chapter 312: Shattered Senses (R21)

Julian’s legs were rather weak, unable to support his body for too long, so Ethan paid special attention and placed a pillow underneath him. If his legs gave out and collapsed, the pillow would be there to catch him.

All of these actions were carried out while the seven vibrating eggs inside him were still operating relentlessly. In fact, right after Julian had painstakingly stabilized his posture, he immediately saw Ethan ruthlessly pressing the button on the remote control in his hand. Sure enough, that damn cluster of toys crowding inside him instantly went rampant, rubbing and generating waves of pleasure that were far more violent and powerful than before.

"Argh~"

"Slow, slower... hic... hubby... please..."

"My belly, my stomach... um... hic... is breaking... it’s tearing apart..."

"What’s wrong? Is it that uncomfortable?" The man pressed his sturdy chest against his sweat-drenched bare back.

At the same time, his large hand reached down to his lower abdomen, slowly and gently rubbing in circles over his flat belly. Under normal circumstances, this action would carry a sense of tenderness and comfort, but at this moment, combined with the fiercely vibrating foreign objects inside, it was no different from deliberately forcing Julian to the brink of madness.

He desperately wanted to reach out and push the man behind him away, but at this moment, both of his hands had to press firmly against the surface of the bed to struggle and support his entire body weight. If he lifted even just one hand, those trembling legs would certainly not have enough strength to hold him up anymore, and his whole body would completely collapse...

Once he collapsed, either the cold urethral plug would rub and pierce deeply against the bed, or his swollen belly filled with seven vibrating eggs would violently crash into the mattress. Julian despairingly felt that there was absolutely no safe option left for him right now. He was completely locked in this helpless posture.

Thus, he could only obediently shed tears, his entire body trembling violently as he sobbed and pleaded with the man holding the power of control: "Please... don’t, hic, don’t touch there anymore..."

"Do you want to take them out?" Ethan’s rough fingers intentionally traced a long, light line over the fragile skin of his belly, immediately exchanging it for an intense shudder transmitting from Julian’s sensitive body.

"Mm... want... take them out..." He nodded with great difficulty, his breathing completely in disarray.

"Then you push them out yourself, okay?" The man spoke in a deep, low tone while sucking and nibbling on his flushed red earlobe, guiding him step by step: "Take it slow, obediently open your entrance, relax your entire body, then slowly tighten your abdominal muscles, and push them out..."

Julian’s mind was completely led by the man behind him, gradually and obediently following every word of his instructions.

He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to take deep breaths to seek a bit of air, then slowly relaxed the tightly clenched entrance. The several silicone vibrating eggs were incessantly crowding against each other inside the narrow intestinal tract. The current vibration frequency was so strong that one had already been pushed and slid close to the very edge of the opening, violently pressing against the wet, tender flesh. Julian took a long, deep breath, gathering the last bit of his feeble strength, and just as he was about to exert force to push that vibrating egg out of his body, his rounded belly was forcefully pressed down by Ethan’s hand.

At the exact same time, his other hand decisively pulled the urethral plug straight out from the tip of his manhood.

"Argh~"

Julian’s scream immediately pitched up by two whole tones, carrying suppressed ecstasy intertwined with absolute terror. Ethan’s hand ruthlessly pressed down hard on his belly, causing the cluster of vibrating eggs inside to be squashed to the point of madness. One egg was directly propelled by the force and shot out forcefully into the air. The remaining ones cruelly rubbed haphazardly against the sensitive spots deep within his abdomen. His manhood, which had been choked and stimulated to the extreme for a long time, the moment the obstacle was removed, a stream of scorching hot semen immediately surged and spurted wildly out like a broken water pipe.

The opaque white liquid shot out into long arcs flying high into the air, falling down and splattering all the way onto Julian’s face and his flushed red cheeks.

All of his strength seemed to be drained away in the blink of an eye, and his body completely collapsed onto the soft pillow that had been prepared beforehand. His gaze became sluggish, his focus entirely shattering, and his small mouth had no way of closing, leaving his wet tongue hanging out as he panted heavily.

Pleasured to the point of losing consciousness for a brief moment.

The violent climax swept past, leaving behind an overwhelmingly intense aftertaste, causing Julian to sink into a state of emptiness and stupor for quite a long time. The heavy panting echoed steadily in the quiet space, his bare chest heaving up and down incessantly. His blurry, tear-drenched vision finally and slowly gathered focus once again.

His consciousness, drifting and floating on cloud nine, was gradually pulled back to reality, mainly thanks to the continuous vibrations, showing absolutely no signs of leniency, from the six vibrating eggs still trapped deep within his intestinal walls.

Ethan’s large hand, carrying a scorching hot temperature, gently stroked along his sweat-soaked spine. His deep, husky voice, carrying a teasing smile and the utmost seductive allure, rang out right next to his ear: "So good, it feels very comfortable to finally shoot it out, doesn’t it? Come on, let’s continue. Be a good boy and push the rest of them out."

The sweet coaxing intertwined with a faint, oppressive aura from the man left Julian with absolutely no way to resist. He half-closed his eyes, biting down hard on his swollen red lower lip, attempting to gather the meager sliver of strength he had just managed to recover following his release, and obediently followed Ethan’s instructions.

He took a profound, deep breath, directing all his focus towards his lower abdomen, and struggled to relax the entrance that was still twitching faintly from the lingering aftershocks of his recent climax. Under the tightening pressure of his abdominal muscles, a slippery vibrating egg was gradually forced downward, stretching the soft, yielding fleshy walls as it slowly slid right up to the very edge of the opening.