“Of course,” Cold said with a sly little smile. “Is this something you’d like to ‘practice’ right now?”
“Oh, God, yes.”
“I believe this is going to be the first of many lessons,” Cold mused. “I have so much that I can teach you, and I fully intend to be very active in your education. Anything that captivates that lovely imagination of yours, I want you to bring to me so that we can explore it together.”
“Anything?” Jimmy repeated shyly, thinking of his naughty wish list. “Anything at all?”
“Anything,” Cold confirmed. “I promise that I will never shame you or refuse you unless it’s something that would cause direct harm to you or myself.”
“No, right. Yeah, totally. Got it. That makes total sense.” Jimmy fidgeted. “So, uh, about the practicing? Still down to do that? Like, now?”
“Of course,” Cold said. “Safe word, Mr. Poe?”
“Ice,” Jimmy replied, his eyes closing as he felt the submissive fog begin to slip over him. He could do this. Cold always took such good care of him, and Jimmy had no doubts that he would be an excellent teacher.
“Now, I want you to undress and go get in bed. Lie on your back and let your head hang off the edge of the mattress.” Cold smirked. “Do you understand, Mr. Poe?”
“Yes, sir,” Jimmy said immediately. “I understand.”
“Go.”
While Jimmy quickly stripped down by the bed, Cold walked over to join him and unbuckled his belt to free his cock.
Jimmy got into position, and he was now close enough to smell the musk of Cold’s loins and a breath away from tasting him. He was eager to get going, and he hungrily gazed up at Cold’s giant cock with a soft whine.
“Open up wide, Mr. Poe,” Cold ordered, tracing his thumb over Jimmy’s top lip. “Let’s see what a quick study you are.”
Jimmy’s mouth parted, and his body relaxed completely.
“When I thrust all the way in,” Cold was saying, “my cock will fill your throat. When I pull back out, breathe in through your nose. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good boy,” Cold said, rolling his hips forward and sinking his cock into Jimmy’s waiting mouth. He only allowed a few inches inside, sighing as Jimmy sucked him effortlessly.
This part was easy. Jimmy hummed and swiped his tongue around the head of Cold’s dick, saliva already starting to collect in the roof of his mouth. He swallowed it down while he could and waited for Cold to give him more.
Cold allowed Jimmy time to adjust and let his drool lubricate his shaft. He began to push a little deeper, leaning over the bed and resting his hands on either side of Jimmy’s hips on the mattress.
“You may touch, Mr. Poe,” Cold said, his voice breathy and content as his hips slowly rocked against Jimmy’s face.
Both of Jimmy’s hands snapped up to grab Cold’s butt so fast that the gangster actually laughed.
Jimmy would have smiled if he could have, and he kneaded the full flesh of his lover’s ass. He was desperate to take it all, and he tried to pull Cold closer.
Cold was as patient as ever, ignoring Jimmy’s pawing and moving at his own pace. His cock was advancing deeper, inch by agonizing inch. “Almost there, Mr. Poe. You’re doing so well. Remember to breathe.”
Jimmy squeezed Cold’s butt in response, his eyes watering when he felt the head of his cock slide right down his throat. A quick second of pressure and it was gone, Cold having pulled back out quickly. Jimmy sucked air in through his nose, and he was ready to take the next thrust.
Over and over, Cold’s cock pushed deep, and Jimmy waited for him to withdraw to breathe. A beautiful rhythm began to develop, and Jimmy’s chest was absolutely bursting with pride. Slick and sure, Cold’s cock was pressing all the way down his throat, and Jimmy hadn’t gagged once.
“You’re doing so very well,” Cold said, and Jimmy was over the moon to hear him so tense. There was a growl in his voice now, sighing deeply, “My beautiful boy...”
Jimmy squeezed Cold’s butt again, desperate to taste his load. His head was starting to feel light from hanging off the bed, and his cheeks were scorching hot. His eyes fluttered when Cold finally responded the way he wanted him to and began to slam his cock with much more force than before.
“Touch yourself, Mr. Poe,” Cold growled ferociously, picking up speed. “You may come after I do, but only after me!”
His jaw aching from being held open so long, Jimmy wanted to moan. It was getting harder to breathe, and the time in between thrusts only allowed for quick sniffs of precious oxygen. He grabbed his own cock, wet with pre-cum and throbbing to the same tune of the blood pounding away in his head.
