“Your cock, sir.”
“Mmm, I don’t know if you deserve that yet,” Cold said, leaning down and spitting lewdly on Jimmy’s hole. His fingers swirled around in his own saliva before plunging back inside Jimmy.
Jimmy whimpered, groaning when Cold’s fingers twisted and pressed against his prostate, causing him to shudder all over. “I’ll be good, so good,” he swore, wiggling against the rope.
It was driving him crazy not being able to touch, completely at Cold’s mercy. He was desperate and wrecked, trying to be good, but loving every second of the beautiful torture. The thrill of being denied made every sensation hotter, and he gasped when Cold’s fingers plunged so deep Jimmy would swear he was trying to fit his whole hand inside.
The feeling was intense enough that Jimmy’s head came up off the bed, his hands curling into fists as he cried out, “Fuck!”
“There,” Cold soothed, twisting his fingers and forcing Jimmy to squirm and sob. “Such a good boy...”
Panting hard, Jimmy gritted his teeth and took it all, his toes curling as he writhed.
Cold finally released him from the intense pressure, withdrawing his hand and leaning down to softly kiss his cheeks. Whining at the sudden contrast of sweet affection, Jimmy let his head flop back down against the mattress. He smiled when he felt Cold’s tongue press into his stretched hole, grateful for the warm and slippery feeling working around his tender flesh.
“Mmmph, God, yes,” Jimmy moaned, having to call on every drop of patience not to tilt his hips back and fuck himself on Cold’s probing tongue.
Cold was making love with his mouth; long, passionate licks punctuated by wet kisses and deep thrusts, all designed to make Jimmy fall to pieces.
Jimmy’s cock was so hard he could feel his pulse pounding away at the base of his shaft and in his balls. Smothering his face against the sheets, he gave himself over to every wonderful swipe of Cold’s nimble tongue.
The pressure building inside him was beyond intense. He thought he could almost come from this, feeling sweat beading all across his body, with Cold’s breath making his overheated and sensitive flesh tingle.
Jimmy wanted to thrust his hips, grind his aching cock down into the mattress, anything to get friction. But no, he had to wait. He had to be good. All he could do was whine and babble nonsense about how good it felt, how much he loved it, how it was like being in freaking heaven.
Cold kept him strung right on the edge for so long that Jimmy was dizzy when he finally stopped. Cold checked the ropes again, his long fingers lovingly teasing over Jimmy’s cock. “You always get so wet for me, Mr. Poe.”
“It feels good, sir.”
Cold reached into the bedside table once more, and soon, Jimmy felt the familiar cool texture of silicone press against his hole. The pressure was tolerable, but couldn’t be ignored, making Jimmy groan as he felt a plug slide into place.
But no, this was something new, something bigger than ones they had used before, and what was that thing in Cold’s hand? Jimmy heard an odd click and the plug began to vibrate, eliciting a shameless moan from his lips.
Cold chuckled happily, very pleased with himself.
When the vibrations started up again, Jimmy groaned long and low. They were slow at first, then suddenly pulsing and more intense. They would pause and start again, Jimmy squirming and crying out from the wonderful sensations.
He hadn’t even noticed Cold moving onto the bed in front of him, quick fingers pulling at his hair and lifting his head up. Right in front of his face was Cold’s thick cock, a breath away from his lips.
“Suck my cock, Mr. Poe,” Cold ordered, his hand firmly at the base to spare Jimmy a few inches. “Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll fuck you.”
Opening his mouth, Jimmy whined in want of the warm taste of flesh and salt, eagerly sucking as hard as he could. Cold kept pushing, letting him take as much as he wanted down to his fingers. Jimmy was soon drooling, gagging a little and writhing as the vibrations in his ass grew even stronger.
Cold fucked his face slowly, fingers still tangled tight in Jimmy’s hair as his hips thrust forward. He would turn the vibrations down to give Jimmy a quick reprieve before cranking them back up and choking him with his cock at the same time.
Savoring every moment, Jimmy’s body was on the verge of collapse when the vibrations reached their peak, and Cold pushed his cock even deeper down his throat. Jimmy loved Cold using him like this, making him gag and whimper, his skin hot and stinging all over as the temperature inside him climbed higher and higher.
“Good boy,” Cold soothed, adjusting the vibrations to a low level and pulling his cock away.
Jimmy gasped, blinking past his tears and smiling up at Cold. “I was good?”
“Mmm, very good,” Cold confirmed, lovingly wiping Jimmy’s drool from his chin. “Any better and I would have come already.”
Jimmy’s chest surged with a rush of pride. He opened his mouth instinctively as Cold rubbed the head of his cock over his lower lip, teasing him with a quick taste.
“Mmm, not yet,” Cold said. “I much prefer to come inside you... would you like that, Mr. Poe?”
“Yes, sir,” Jimmy pleaded eagerly. “Please.”
