“My good boy,” Cold said proudly. “Look at you. You haven’t missed a single drop.”
The praise filled Jimmy with such pride. He had been a good boy, and that simple phrase was absolute heaven to his ears. He leaned up into Cold’s palm as he said, “Yours, sir... all yours.”
Cold offered out his own hard cock, asking, “Do you want my cum, Mr. Poe?”
“Yes, sir,” Jimmy replied, opening his mouth and sinking down on Cold’s cock with a little growl. He took him all the way, remembering to breathe in and out of his nose as he stuffed his throat with Cold’s cock.
Cold seemed especially pleased that Jimmy remembered what to do from their earlier lesson, running his fingers through his hair as he fucked his face more aggressively. “There’s a good boy... take my cock, just like that...”
Jimmy beamed from all of the attention, and he was even more pleased when Cold came much faster than he expected him to. He groaned when his mouth and throat were flooded, greedily swallowing it all down. He watched Cold’s face in the aftermath of his orgasm, tracking the faint flush in his cheeks and the glassy, lusty fog that came over him.
“You were perfect,” Cold said, reaching down and pulling Jimmy up into his arms for a sweet kiss. He kept petting his hair and stroking his back as he asked, “Did you enjoy that, Jimmy?”
“Yes,” Jimmy replied with a tired smile, snuggling into Cold’s lap and closing his eyes. He squirmed as Cold smoothly removed the plug and reached down to rub his hand between his legs to soothe his sore hole. “Probably much more than I should have.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because, well, it’s sort of weird,” Jimmy replied, smiling shyly. “I guess it’s embarrassing that I liked it so much. Like, I would never ever tell anyone.”
“There is no shame in how we decide to find pleasure together,” Cold said with a snort. “Anyone else’s opinion is completely irrelevant. It’s not anyone’s business to be perfectly honest.”
“You don’t think it’s... strange?”
“I only care about what you think, Jimmy,” Cold chuckled. “As long as you enjoy it, I will do whatever you want. Provided that it’s sane, consensual, and will not cause any lasting harm, you have but to ask.”
“Yeah?” Jimmy beamed. “So, if I wanted to give you a pedicure and then jerk off...”
“Absolutely,” Cold replied without hesitation, “but you’d better be ready.”
“For what?”
Cold grinned, winking slyly as he said, “To clean up your mess, of course.”
“Oh,” Jimmy laughed. “Yes, sir!”
Chapter Five
