“I’d keep you full of my cum all the time if I could,” Cold continued lecherously, rolling his body as he pushed deeper in Jimmy’s ass. “Put another pretty little plug in you... every second you’d always have me inside of you... You’d love that... wouldn’t you?”
“Yes!” Jimmy cried shamelessly, clinging to the seat and sobbing against the leather. “Yes, please!”
“Such a fucking slut for my loads,” Cold taunted, his teeth grazing Jimmy’s ear. “Just think of how pretty you’d look after I’ve filled you up a few times... and then I take the plug out...”
“Rod!” Jimmy’s face was burning up as the filthy images flashed before his eyes. He could see it all so vividly, and the stunning visuals made him ache down to his very core.
“Your hole, gaping and clenching, desperate for my cock,” Cold said seductively, “and all my thick cum running out of you... over your balls... down your thighs...”
Jimmy shuddered, crying out as Cold began to fuck him harder. He grabbed a hold of the top of the seat to brace himself and moaned jubilantly, “Ohhhh, fuck, yes! Yes!”
Cold snatched Jimmy’s hips with bruising force as he slammed into him. “Mine,” he snarled possessively. “All of this... is mine!”
“Yours!” Jimmy agreed, howling from the ferocious slams of Cold’s cock. “Yours to come in... to fill up... to fuck... always yours, only yours!”
“All fucking mine,” Cold agreed, one of his feet propping up on the seat next to Jimmy as he continued to ram into him without mercy.
The strength of Cold’s thrusts and his grip kept Jimmy firmly in place, Jimmy crying and moaning as the pace became mind-numbingly ravenous. The new angle was so deep and wonderful that it made Jimmy scream out in pleasure without any care as to who could hear him.
“Rod! Fuck!” Jimmy whimpered, blown away by Cold’s passion. He screamed again when Cold suddenly grabbed one of the headrests for extra leverage. He was a mess of flailing limbs and moans, crying out, “Yes, yes, fuck, I want your fucking cum!”
“Take it!” Cold roared, panting and grunting as his orgasm began to take over. “Take every fucking drop!”
“I love it,” Jimmy sobbed eagerly. “I love your cum, Rod! Fuuu-uck, fuck, fuck!”
Cold’s roar broke off into a stuttered gasp, his hips jerking as he came, giving Jimmy every last drop as promised deep inside of him. He practically collapsed against Jimmy’s back and placed a hand on the seat to help hold himself up.
“Rod,” Jimmy whined as Cold pulled out and left him empty. “Fuck... please, I wanna come, too...”
Cold sat back and moved his fingers down to Jimmy’s ass, slipping them in as he sighed, “Come for me, Jimmy... God, can you feel how wet you are? You’re so fucking full of my cum...”
Jimmy wiggled a hand underneath himself to grab his cock, moaning as the tips of Cold’s fingers played around the soft tissue of his hole, thrusting in and out lazily. He groaned sharply as Cold spread his legs wide and his hot mouth found his hole.
“Yes,” Cold groaned, his tongue easily squeezing inside and fucking him in short thrusts. “All mine... so full of my cum, you’re totally mine... no one else will ever have you...”
Whimpering desperately, Jimmy was unable to resist the heat that such possessive words created, spilling into his hand with a loud cry. He grinded down against the seat as he twitched, sobbing as Cold’s fingers continued to play around his wet hole. “No one... no one but you!”
“Good boy,” Cold sighed, working Jimmy through it for several long moments before withdrawing his hand. He fixed his clothing and sat back down. After adjusting his tie, he looked as pristine as before save for his missing handkerchief.
Jimmy was still bent over the seat, flushed and trying to catch his breath. Cold was petting his hair, and it would be so easy to fall asleep like this. “Mmm... Rod.”
“Better get dressed,” Cold teased. “We’ll be home soon.”
“Can’t move,” Jimmy protested.
Cold playfully smacked Jimmy’s bare bottom. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Jimmy fussed but let Cold wipe him down and the seat beneath him. He helped Jimmy pull his pants and underwear back up, and Jimmy immediately snuggled against Cold’s side.
Cold wrapped his arm around Jimmy’s shoulders and kissed his brow. “We’ll have a proper shower when we get home.”
“And a nap,” Jimmy laughed. “Mm, maybe something to eat first.”
“Oh?”
“Worked up a bit of an appetite,” Jimmy said with a sly grin. “Definitely need to eat.”
“Your wish is my command,” Cold promised.
