“Mmm,” Cold grunted. “I have something else I can put in your mouth if you feel like cleaning up another mess... and I do have another boot that needs attention.”
Jimmy grinned, eagerly replying, “Yes, sir!”
Chapter Twenty-One
“So! You’ve been goingthrough my wish list again?” Jimmy said as he stared in surprise at the colorful array of toys spread out across the bed.
“You really need to learn to shut down your computer,” Cold scolded. “Who knows what someone might do with uninhibited access to all your personal information?”
“Apparently order a bunch of dildos and cum lube?” Jimmy giggled, blushing as he reached down to pick up the first dildo. It had a hole in the head and a long tube coming out of the bottom designed to attach to a large syringe.
“That one definitely got my attention,” Cold said with a wink.
“Yup.” Jimmy could feel himself blushing. “You fill the syringe with the cum lube, and uhm, yeah... you can keep... filling me up.”
“Mmmhmmm,” Cold chuckled, sounding very pleased by the idea.
“And the others?” Jimmy glanced over at the toys Cold had ordered for him, gasping as he pointed at a particularly large one. “Okay! I know I wanted that in a small! That is not a small!”
“I know,” Cold taunted. “We can save that one for later if you’d like. Right now, I’m very interested in seeing how much lube I can squirt inside of you until you’re begging me to stop.”
“Mmm, yup, that’s, that’s, yeah, that sounds good.” Jimmy quickly cleared all the toys away except the dildo with the syringe and the bottle of lube. He was already stripping down before Cold was even settled in bed.
“Eager, are we?” Cold noted, watching Jimmy with an amused smile.
Jimmy crawled up into Cold’s lap, grinning. “Yes. This is definitely a lesson I was hoping we’d get around to.”
“Mmm, that sounds like someone has been leaving their computer open on purpose,” Cold said with a click of his tongue.
“Maybe. It’ll be a mystery for the ages.”
“You don’t have to play these games,” Cold tutted, his hands sliding down Jimmy’s hips. “You can tell me what you want.”
“I don’t know how to sometimes,” Jimmy confessed. His cheeks burned hotter as he mumbled shyly, “There’s just all of these things I want to try...”
“Mm,” Cold hummed, lubing up his fingers and pressing between Jimmy’s legs. “Talk to me. Tell me what you want me to do to you. You’ve no reason to be embarrassed or ashamed... not with me.”
