“It’s still there,” Jimmy confessed quietly. “The fear... I know it’s gone right now, but I know it’s gonna come back.” He closed his eyes. “It’s always here.”
“I’m still here, too,” Cold said, his strong hands sliding along Jimmy’s throat and holding him gently.
Jimmy pressed forward, leaning into Cold’s grip until it made him gasp.
Cold’s fingers twitched as if he wanted to squeeze down, but he didn’t. He moved his hands down Jimmy’s shoulders and rubbed at the tense muscles he found there. “Get on your knees for me.”
“What?”
“On your knees, Mr. Poe,” Cold repeated more firmly, using that voice that always made him shiver. “Come on, get in my lap.”
Jimmy got up and obediently straddled Cold’s legs, and he sighed as Cold’s quick fingers began to unbutton his jeans.
“Hold up your shirt,” Cold ordered.
Jimmy bunched up his shirt as Cold pulled his jeans down. His belly was damp with sweat, and the air felt nice and cool against his flushed skin.
He didn’t have to worry about being afraid when Cold took over. He could give himself to the other man completely and let him rule his body and mind. It was an instant relief, and his eyes fluttered shut as Cold traced the hem of his underwear.
“You have scars that no one else can see,” Cold said softly, his thumbs pressing along the line of Jimmy’s hips. “I know they haunt you. They probably always will, but I will be here to remind you that you do not have to be controlled by them.”
Jimmy whimpered quietly as Cold’s fingers slid down to pet his cock through his underwear. He twitched, getting hard fast beneath his hot touch.
“You are strong, Mr. Poe.” Cold’s fingers traced along his shaft, his thumb stroking over the silky head. “While you cannot keep the fears from returning, we can work on how you respond to them...”
“And when they come back, sir?” Jimmy asked breathlessly.
“I will chase them away,” Cold replied confidently as he pulled Jimmy’s cock out. “I will always be here to hold you, to command you, to remind you that you are strong and fierce.”
Jimmy squeaked when the tip of his cock slid into Cold’s mouth, hot and wet, and gone all too soon. He fisted his shirt, and he could feel his thighs tremble briefly.
“I would take all that pain away if I could,” Cold promised, licking up Jimmy’s cock with surprising tenderness. “All I can offer is techniques to work through it, to help ease your anxiety and bring you back to me when you slip away.”
“Oh, Rod,” Jimmy whispered, his voice cracking with the emotions all struggling to surface inside of him. “I love you so much... thank... thank you... I’m... I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Mmm, that’s something you will never have to worry about,” Cold assured him. He took Jimmy’s cock back into his mouth, deeper now, all the way to the back of his throat until Jimmy moaned.
“Fuck, Rod!” Jimmy squealed, his hips hitching forward, and he had to force himself to hold back.
Cold pulled off before Jimmy could get any real friction, fondling his balls and squeezing them gently. His thumb slid back behind them, pressing down against his taint as he licked around the head of Jimmy’s cock.
Jimmy couldn’t look away, completely mesmerized by the awesome sight of his cock slipping into Cold’s hot mouth. He wanted to thrust and touch, but he hadn’t been given permission yet.
“Look at how well you’re doing for me,” Cold praised. “How you keep so still for me, your hands right there where I want them... You’re such a good boy, so strong, so very brave for me...”
Jimmy was hanging on every word, his heart pounding harder with each syllable. He could feel the heat of climax tightening up in his loins, and he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out.
“Please, sir,” he begged, whimpering with need. “Please. I don’t think I can... I don’t think I can keep going...”
Cold urged him with gentle noises, sucking him down to the base of his dick and pressing again at his taint. He pulled off with a soft gasp, growling, “You’ve been so good, Mr. Poe... come for me.”
Jimmy cried out as Cold latched back on his cock and grabbed a firm handful of his ass, encouraging him to rock forward. Jimmy teetered and slapped a hand down on Cold’s shoulder to steady himself.
Cold forced him to slam into his throat, and the intense friction made Jimmy come in seconds. He groaned loudly as his climax surged, his hips jerking erratically as Cold sucked down his cum.
“Fuck,” Jimmy whimpered, beaming drowsily down at Cold. He felt like he’d just finished running a marathon. He was drained and happy, joy tingling down in the soles of his feet.
Cold took out his handkerchief to wipe off his mouth, asking smugly, “Feel better?”
