“More?”
“God, yes!”
Cold thrust forward, both his cock and the dildo sliding into Jimmy as one massive girth. Jimmy’s hips snapped back, his hands flailing against the rack, and he wailed desperately. Every sound that left him was choked and on the edge of madness, certain there was no way for Cold to ever intensify this insanity.
Oh, he was wrong.
Cold began to alternate his thrusts, pulling back his cock to push only the toy in, and then quickly withdrawing so he could slam just himself inside. Over and over again, Jimmy’s ass was pounded as Cold’s cock and the dildo took turns fucking him.
Jimmy didn’t understand half of the words leaving his lips; pleas for more, prayers for it to never end, praise for how perfect it was to be fucked like this. He wasn’t even sure if it was English; it was all thick noise with blissful screaming and frantic cries.
Cold slowed down for a brief second, hot kisses branding Jimmy’s shoulder as he hissed, “It’s time to come, Jimmy.”
Jimmy didn’t know what he said in reply, moaning when he felt both Cold’s cock and the toy savagely thrusting inside of him together. Patiently at first, but steadily picking up speed. Jimmy was a wreck, this stretch taking him to the absolute brink of insanity.
The throbbing in his nipples and the burn of his raw ass cheeks all seemed so far away; he was focused instead on Cold’s massive cock and the toy wrecking his ass. He sobbed quietly, absolutely lost to it, gasping when it all suddenly stopped. “R-Rod?”
Cold had pulled out, snatching the restraints off the rack and grabbing Jimmy around his waist. Jimmy, arms like noodles from being held up for so long, groaned as Cold heaved his limp body up into bed. He watched Cold pull off the dildo, mounting him as he pressed a searing kiss to his lips.
Jimmy moaned as Cold’s cock found its way back into his stretched hole, whimpering as he slowly released the nipple clamps and tossed them aside. Cold was thrusting slow and deep, slipping his tongue into Jimmy’s mouth as he fumbled with removing the cuffs from his wrists.
He didn’t want anything between them, Jimmy realized, eagerly hitching his legs up around Cold’s hips and holding him close. He was sore and sweating, but he didn’t want this to ever end. Cold was moving their bodies together as one fluid being, pushing Jimmy right to the edge of bliss.
“I love you,” Cold panted against his lips, his eyes finding Jimmy’s as he started slamming into him hard and fast once more. “Oh,mon amour, fuck, I love you so much!”
“Rod!” Jimmy cried out, his cock bobbing against his stomach from every rough thrust. He grabbed himself, knowing the end was near, jerking himself off quickly as Cold continued to pound into him. “I love you! God, I love you!”
Cold’s breathing had reached its telltale pitch, his groaning low as he jerked forward, coming deep inside of Jimmy. “Come on... come with me, Jimmy. Wanna see you come on my cock, my beautiful husband.”
Writhing, Jimmy kept going until all that delicious pressure deep within finally exploded, coming hard all over his fingers and his stomach. He watched it splash out when Cold gave him another hard slam, moaning happily. “Oh, fffffuck...”
Cold slowly pulled out and collapsed next to him, smiling tiredly. Jimmy didn’t even mind all the sweat as Cold pressed against him, both of them trying to catch their breath. Jimmy couldn’t even think of anything to say, a dopey grin plastered on his face, and sighed happily.
“Mmm, good?” Cold asked, still winded as he reached for Jimmy’s hand.
“So good. Wow. Very, very good,” Jimmy whispered, his face burning from crying so hard and his body aching in the wake of such intense play. “I love you so much.”
“And I love you,” Cold said firmly, kissing Jimmy’s wrists reverently. He pecked around the redness left behind on each one before gently laying his arms down beside him. He rubbed Jimmy’s shoulders and chest, petting his sore nipples before urging him to roll over.
Jimmy’s entire body felt like it was made out of gummy bears, perfectly pliant and soft as he managed to flip over onto his side to face him. “Mmmph... Rod...”
“You were absolutely perfect,” Cold praised as he tenderly massaged Jimmy’s welted cheeks and stroked his thighs. “You were so very good for me, Jimmy.”
Smiling warmly, Jimmy ducked his head against Cold’s chest. “Thank you. Thank you for everything.”
“Thank you,” Cold replied, kissing Jimmy’s brow with a relaxed smile. “Not a bad way to start our honeymoon, hmm?”
“That was awesome,” Jimmy blurted out. “It was just perfect. All of this was perfect. Thank you for giving me... thank you for giving me the wedding I’ve always wanted.”
“Mm, my pleasure,” Cold rumbled. “Thank you for finally learning to trust me.”
“Meh,” Jimmy teased, “more or less. I’m kind of stubborn, you know.”
“Ha!” Cold snorted, gently popping Jimmy’s bottom. “Lucky for you, I’m happy to fight with that pesky little stubborn streak of yours for the rest of our lives, Jimmy Poe.”
“Good,” Jimmy sighed, stretching his legs and cuddling close. “Mmm, or is it gonna be Jimmy Legrand after this?”
“That’s up to you.” Cold smiled. “I don’t need you to have my last name to know that you belong to me.”
