My Idol System: An Idol, But Also A Savior Chapter 167: Days in Eden (5) - [Warning: R18, NSFW ]

Henry was no better off than Joshua; he felt like his lower body was about to explode, but he knew its size, and he didn’t want Joshua to be in pain.

After confirming that Joshua’s small hole was truly pliable, Henry withdrew his fingers, pulling out a slight trail of plump, red flesh.

The inner flesh contracted slightly, pushing out a stream of fluid that flowed down, wetting a patch of his buttocks and the bedsheet.

The sudden emptiness nearly drove Joshua insane.

But Henry didn’t let Joshua plead a single ti more.

There was no lubricant, but Henry looked at the mass of slick fluid and liquid continuously spilling out of Joshua’s interior and felt it was probably enough.

So he pressed his iron-hot rod against the opening and slowly began to enter.

But no matter how much he had dilated the small hole, it still felt extrely tight.

Henry only managed to insert a fraction before feeling completely stuck. He pulled out, then continued slowly moving in and out, managing to push a little deeper each ti.

For Henry, he was moving slowly, wanting only to avoid injuring Joshua, even though he too was on the verge of exploding.

For Joshua, this was nothing short of torture. The hot rod kept entering and pulling out, entering a little and pulling out again; the feeling of frustrating, empty itchiness was about to drive him mad.

Joshua frowned angrily. He imdiately crawled up and pushed Henry down.

Joshua’s slight strength, of course, couldn’t do anything to Henry, but Henry instinctively obeyed and was pushed onto his back.

Now, Henry was lying on the bed, and Joshua straddled his thighs, positioning his small hole directly over the tip of Henry’s shaft.

He awkwardly but urgently grabbed Henry’s hot rod, searching for his own entrance.

Henry felt Joshua’s series of movents, and he couldn’t help but freeze; his breath montarily stopped, his heart pounding erratically.

Joshua was clumsy but fast, possessing a fearless determination.

As soon as the head of the shaft squeezed inside, Joshua gritted his teeth, softened his waist, and sat straight down!

It slid in completely in one go, reaching the deepest point due to their posture.

Joshua nearly scread instantly, clutching his lower abdon, where a small mound had visibly risen.

The hot rod aggressively swept through the inner folds, pushing past sensitive spots, entering the deepest, previously unexplored regions. Joshua could feel every vein on it twitching, making his entire body go limp and weak.

As if deliberately mischievous, Joshua tentatively pressed down on his protruding abdon.

The sensitive inner flesh was imdiately ground and pressed. Joshua’s eyes widened, and his whole body convulsed. It was strange, but, but he really liked it...

Joshua wanted more, but his waist felt utterly soft. After that convulsive tremor, he was practically strengthless, falling onto Henry’s body.

As for Henry, he only felt the soft little hole completely engulfing his hot rod, even twisting tightly around it, nearly making him co instantly.

Fortunately, he managed to stop himself.

But at this mont, Joshua, who had just "played a trick," now lay on him innocently, acting utterly guiltless, and began to cry pitifully. His little head was now only wondering why the rod refused to move; it was so hateful.

Henry felt Joshua’s tears soak his chest. He couldn’t help but sigh, feeling both helpless and amused.

After confirming that being a little rough would not harm Joshua, but rather excite him, Henry imdiately "reversed the tables"!

Joshua was pinned down onto the mattress, his mind still slightly dazed, already unable to think clearly. Imdiately, Henry’s actions made him even hazier, leaving him capable of little more than whimpering and sobbing, enjoying all the pleasure.

Henry directly pulled out, then plunged back in. Joshua’s small hole beca completely wet at the fastest speed, smoothly swallowing the "monster."

Henry used no fancy techniques; he only knew to use force to thrust into the deepest spot, pull out, and plunge back in, each ti grinding against the prostate.

Joshua’s moans grew louder and louder. He even swayed his hips, coordinating with Henry’s rhythm.

"Faster, faster... I want it... give it to ."

Joshua sobbed. Henry imdiately grabbed his dick, preventing him from ejaculating, as Joshua had already co once, and excessive ejaculation would affect his stamina.

Yet, it seed Joshua still wanted much more.

Henry was like a pile-driving machine, successfully making Joshua switch from begging him to go faster to pleading for him to slow down.

But now it was Henry’s turn not to spare Joshua.

His expression was calm, only his eyes were slightly reddened, sweat tracing down his forehead and temples.

His lower back ceaselessly moved in and out, each thrust dragging out a rush of slick fluid. Liquid sprayed out with a spattering sound, copious and overflowing.

Just then, Henry seed to feel sothing, like a small groove, and he instinctively attacked that spot.

"Ah! No... stop..."

Joshua shrieked, as if the most sensitive point of his body had been suddenly stimulated. He rolled his eyes back, his inner flesh contracting almost instantly. Henry couldn’t help but groan in response, his penis twitching. He used his last ounce of willpower to pull out, releasing Joshua’s penis at the sa ti.

Cloudy white sen shot directly onto Joshua’s abdon, so was his own, but much more was Henry’s.

Because most of Joshua’s was coming from behind... He lay on his back, hands clutching the bedding, his head slightly tilted, eyes rolled back, and his mouth agape, saliva drooling out, but he couldn’t even react.

Below, his waist instinctively arched up, his lower abdon continuously twitching. Even though Henry had clearly withdrawn, fluid gushed out from below, like an uncontrollable faucet. Each gush made Joshua shiver, his entire body convulsing, his inner thighs constantly trembling, his toes alternating between curling and stiffening.

Henry watched Joshua climax for several minutes before it finally subsided. As if completely drained of strength, Joshua eventually relaxed and fainted, only his lower abdon still occasionally twitching.

The warm fluid gushing out from that area was profuse, soaking a large patch. Henry was montarily stunned into silence. Before he could react, his own rod had grown rigid again.

Thinking of what the female doctor had said, and recalling the groove he had found, Henry wiped the sen off his dick and imdiately separated Joshua’s legs. Joshua’s small hole was still ceaselessly contracting and twitching, occasionally leaking a small stream of fluid.

Henry tried not to look; he wasn’t here to satisfy his desires now.

His hot rod directly slid in.

The utterly pliable hole swallowed it almost easily.

Despite being unconscious, Joshua still squird, made uncomfortable by the distended feeling below.

Henry could only go faster. He reached the spot, and indeed there was a groove, which was no longer closed tightly like before. Henry only needed to apply a little pressure to slip inside. That groove was like a small mouth, twitching and sucking him in.

And Joshua imdiately trembled, a choked sob escaping his mouth.

Henry quickly withdrew. Joshua shook his head, burying his entire face into the bedding, slowly and uncomfortably rubbing against it.

In any case, at least Joshua had finally cald down and his temperature had returned to normal. It was truly unexpected that the doctor’s seemingly insane words were actually effective, and all her predictions were correct.

And he, he truly felt like an animal, making Joshua pass out while his own erection persisted.

Henry dismissed the distracting thoughts, quickly cleaned Joshua, and then went to take a cold shower.