“And here I was going to let you come soon,” Cold said with a disappointed groan.
“But sir—!”
Cold cracked his hand across Jimmy’s ass so hard that he cried out in pain. “Now,” Cold said sternly, “collect yourself and get into bed. On your hands and knees.”
Jimmy wanted to argue, but he knew it would not do him any good. He crawled out of Cold’s lap and onto the floor, shuffling around to the bed. He was stiff from the awkward position and smiled when Cold helped him up onto the mattress.
The assistance came with another hard spank, Jimmy moaning and quickly getting on his knees. Cold was right behind him, pressing close as he snarled, “You’ve been awfully mouthy today, Mr. Poe... what’s to be done about that?”
“I want to be good, sir,” Jimmy pleaded as he dropped his head down on the mattress. “More than anything.”
“Keep your hands where I can see them,” Cold ordered. “I shouldn’t have to bind you for you to stay just as you are. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good boy,” Cold drawled approvingly, reaching over into their bedside drawer. “This should help that mouth of yours.”
Jimmy listened intently and tried to figure out exactly what it was Cold was getting for him. He heard a soft clinking, something with a buckle, and then he knew it was his ball gag before Cold even had to tell him to open his mouth.
“Very good boy,” Cold praised, sliding the gag into place and buckling it. He checked the fit, asking softly, “Mmm, is that all right?”
Jimmy nodded, giving a thumb’s up. He began to relax immediately. The leather straps against his cheeks were comforting, and he was even fond of the latex rubber taste on his tongue.
The gag helped him be a good boy for Cold.
Cold’s slick cock pressing against his hole prompted a muffled moan, and Jimmy whimpered when he felt his gloved hands squeezing his hips.
Jimmy kept as still as he could, his fingers clawing at the sheets as Cold began to push inside. He pushed and pushed and was fully seated in one smooth thrust, and Jimmy panted heavily against the gag.
“You always take my cock so well,” Cold praised, growling softly as he began to move, pulling Jimmy’s hips back to meet him for each thrust.
Jimmy moaned happily, his hole aching sweetly and wonderfully stuffed, and he shuddered at every brutal slam of Cold’s cock. He couldn’t remember the last time Cold had fucked him like this: hard, fast, and completely without mercy.
He sobbed, almost hysterical, tears and drool running down his face as Cold ravaged him. His toes were curling up, and he was left trembling in ecstasy as Cold worked him right up to the edge of blinding pleasure. It was absolutely heaven, and he groaned shamelessly as he struggled to fight off his orgasm.
His balls were so tight that they hurt, and he could feel his heart pounding down in his cock. Cold didn’t show any signs of slowing, leaving Jimmy to cry and writhe beneath him as he did everything he could to stop himself from coming.
Cold moved a hand to squeeze Jimmy’s cock and Jimmy wanted to scream. The leather curling around his shaft was too much, and he tried to jerk away. He moaned against the gag when Cold refused to let go, and Jimmy slapped the mattress in frustration.
He had to be good, he had to wait, but fuck!
He was right there!
“Not yet,” Cold ordered sharply, his voice breathless and stern. “You will not come yet.”
“Mmmmph!” Jimmy shouted in protest, weeping as his entire body shook. The pressure made his head pound, and his vision briefly blurred. He could feel sweat pricking up along his spine, and he tried to focus on Cold’s voice.
“You will not come,” Cold soothed, slowing down his brutal thrusting to a crawl that was somehow even more cruel. “You’re such a good boy for me... calm down... you can do this... you will not come until I say so...”
Nodding his head, Jimmy sniffed miserably. He inhaled through his nose and tried to get himself under control. He was still shaking, and he moaned brokenly when Cold’s gloved hands stroked across his back and sides.
“You’re so beautiful, Mr. Poe,” Cold sighed. “So perfect for me... you’ll wait for me, won’t you?”
Jimmy shivered, leaning his hips back into Cold’s strong hands. His loins were on fire, so dangerously close to coming, and he took a deep breath. And another. Then another. The slide of Cold’s cock inside of him was torturous but gentle, and he forced the burning inside of him to wilt into a simmer.
He could do this.
“Mmmph,” Jimmy nodded, tearful but determined.
