Today Prime Minister Also Wants to Bang His Head on the Pillar

Chapter 8

After dinner, the Emperor endured listening to the Prime Minister's one-hour-long sermon about the suffering of the people. Once he felt
all the food had been digested, he urged the Prime Minister to go to bed.

The Prime Minister didn't expect after he had talked for so long, the Emperor's head was still only filled with "that." Truly a fatuous emperor!
He was so angry he wanted to hit his head on the pillar, but none of the officials were present, so no one would stop him. He couldn't really crash into it!

Under the Emperor's half-temptation, half-coercion, the Prime Minister still went to take a bath and get ready. The Emperor wanted to come in and help but was kicked out, so he could only give up.

After the Prime Minister finished, he put on a thin robe and walked into the bedroom. The Emperor was currently sprawling on the bed, when he saw the Prime Minister coming in, his
eyes lit up. With a wave of his hand, the palace servants retreated.

The Prime Minister approached the bed and took off his clothes, revealing everything. The Emperor squirmed, wanted to make a move, yet also felt shy about it. He turned around
and took off his clothes. The two naked people climbed on the bed and lay staring at the ceiling.

The Emperor was the first to break the ice.

Displaying an attitude of not being afraid to show his lack of knowledge, he asked "So, what should I do next?"

Without waiting for the Prime Minister's reply, he went ahead and spread the perky buttocks open, then inserted the index finger inside just
like yesterday.

A good student never waits for the teacher's instructions.

The Prime Minister knew tonight was going to be different. He suppressed his discomfiture and encouraged the Emperor, "Yes, slowly expanded it in all directions..." he put his arms
around the Emperor's shoulder and buried in the other's chest.

The Emperor obeyed. His finger twist and turn inside, kneading it in all directions. The small mouth creases slowly disappeared as it expanded. The plum blossom paste melted
and leaked out.

The Prime Minister couldn't hold back a soft moan. Gripping the Emperor's hand, he said,
"A little stronger...

The Emperor obediently added a little more strength.

"Put one more finger in..."
He was the epitome of an exemplary student working hard on studying.

Once the index was able to go in and out smoothly, the middle finger was wedged in next and slowly moved around. His fingertips dug deep inside and rotated, mimicking the movement of the real thing.

One more finger was added.
The Emperor still took it slow, for fear of hurting the Prime Minister. His giant object pressed against the Prime Minister's thigh, already in attack mode.

After a long time passed, the Emperor asked hoarsely, "ls it okay now?"

The Prime Ministered nestled in the Emperor's embrace and murmured in a small voice "mmm," the pillar-hitting determination
displayed in court was nowhere to be found.

He raised his legs and wrapped them around the Emperor's waist, his arms circled the other's neck as he whispered next to his ear, "Put it in."

The clear voice was like early spring snow melted on the palace's red roof, making the emperor's heart skip a beat.

The Emperor pulled the three fingers out and turned himself over to lie on top of the Prime Minister. He lifted the legs around his waist up.

One hand parted the round bottoms and exposed the fully expanded hole, the other held his hard object and pressed it against the entrance. Because the Prime Minister was
nervous, his secret hole tightened up.

The Emperor comforted, "Don't be nervous." In fact, he was also So nervous his forehead was
covered in sweat.

He slowly inserted the giant object inside, the surrounding soft flesh tried to hinder his progress. He had to stop momentarily, then continued to push with some strength and
forcefully inserted it in. The Prime Minister groaned and then quickly fell silent.

The Emperor grunted, "It's too tight." And too hot, every soft fiber was grasping his rod, refusing to let go.
The Prime Minister held the Emperor's neck, feeling the partially entered hard object continue to swell up. He gritted his teeth, exerted some strength, and moved his lower
body forward, swallowing more than half of the meat stick, and then broke out in cold sweats because of pain, his face turned white.