Cold smiled smugly. “Need to get every spot.”
Jimmy grumbled at being toyed with, but he liked all the attention. He grinned when Cold presented him with the first latex stocking and immediately tried to shove his foot inside.
“You have to be patient,” Cold instructed, guiding Jimmy’s hands to slowly work the latex up his leg.
“Patience is not one of my virtues,” Jimmy laughed.
“A fact that I’m very well aware of,” Cold snorted. “Make an effort, hmm?”
“I’ll try,” Jimmy promised, holding out his other foot and wiggling his toes.
“You have to ease into it,” Cold explained dutifully. “Too fast and you can tear it.” He helped him get the other stocking on and moved to slide the underwear on next.
They were skimpy little boy shorts and fit snugly against Jimmy’s flesh like a second skin. There was a thick zipper that passed over his crotch and went all the way back to his ass. His cock was pulsing lightly beneath the tight material, and he was positively giddy as he stood up.
It was like wearing nothing and something made of velvet all at once, and he laughed as he took a timid step forward. “Wow, this... this feels awesome.”
“Go on,” Cold urged, eyeing him ravenously. “Move around some. Get to know the latex. Mm, and definitely go look at yourself because you’re absolutely stunning.”
Jimmy walked cautiously over to the full-length mirror Cold kept by his closet, pausing to stare at his reflection.
Wow, he thought to himself, hedidlook hot.
The latex beautifully showcased his long legs and perky ass, and he blushed as he turned all around to inspect himself. He soon discovered that moving in the latex was an incredible sensation. It seemed to glide against his skin, and he was suddenly very aware of every sensitive nerve being triggered beneath it.
The pressure of the latex confining his balls and cock was also thrilling. There was something magical about it holding his most delicate parts so tightly, and he swore he could see his cock pulse if he watched long enough.
“Stunning,” Cold said, standing behind him and smiling at him in the mirror. His hands came around Jimmy’s waist, one spreading over his stomach and the other dipping down to cup his cock.
Jimmy groaned, pressing into Cold’s touch. The hem of the underwear was high enough to keep his cock completely trapped even when he was fully hard, and he grinded forward against Cold’s hand.
“How does that feel?” Cold asked.
“Good,” Jimmy replied. “Really good... like you’re touching me, but you’re not... and... God, it’s all so tight and slick and feels fucking amazing.”
Cold chuckled warmly, obviously delighted as he continued to rub Jimmy’s cock through the latex. “Just imagine coming like this,” he whispered, his breath hot and sexy in Jimmy’s ear. “Just from me teasing you.”
“Oh, God,” Jimmy squeaked, his face flushing brightly.
“Oh, yes,” Cold confirmed greedily, lightly nipping Jimmy’s neck as his hand began to move faster. “Doesn’t it feel nice? The heat, the pressure, your pretty little cock rubbing against the material?”
Jimmy managed a gurgled moan in reply as all of the blood in his entire circulatory system flooded his loins. Cold’s fingers were squeezing and stroking him so wonderfully, focusing in on the head of his dick and his other hand coming around to play with his balls.
Jimmy whimpered, his eyes glancing over to see Cold’s face in the mirror, and moaned out right to see such raw lust in his lover’s face.
Cold’s teeth were bared, his gaze glazed over and almost drunk. He seemed physically unable to look away from Jimmy’s writhing body for a single moment as he worked him toward his release.
Being the object of such intense desire made Jimmy’s stomach flutter and his cock flex. He couldn’t resist Cold’s talented fingers, his entire spine freezing in place right before shuddering in an explosion of bliss as he came. Pulse after pulse of hot cum filled up the front of his underwear, his cock surrounded by the warmth of his own load.
Cold worked him through it, holding him tightly as he murmured, “You are so fucking beautiful when you come.”
Jimmy grinned dopily, leaning into Cold’s embrace to keep himself standing. “Yeah? You’re pretty fucking beautiful when you make me come. Mmmph. This all feels so good.”
“You can wear it as long as you’d like.” Cold kissed Jimmy’s shoulder with a happy smile.
“You really do like dressing me up, don’t you?” Jimmy beamed. “Suits, nice shirts, panties, latex stockings...”
“I will admit that I do enjoy deciding what I’m going to be taking off of you later, yes,” Cold said with a low chuckle.
