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But no, this was something new, something bigger than ones they had used before, and what was that thing in Cold’s hand? Jimmy heard an odd click and the plug vibrated, eliciting a shameless moan from his lips.

Cold chuckled happily, very pleased with himself.

When the vibrations increased, Jimmy groaned long and low. They were steady at first, then they were suddenly pulsing and more intense. The feeling would pause and start again, and Jimmy squirmed and cried out from the wonderful sensations.

He hadn’t even noticed Cold moving onto the bed in front of him, quick fingers pulling at his hair and raising his head. Right in front of his face was Cold’s thick cock, a breath away from his lips.

“Suck my cock, Mr. Poe,” Cold ordered, his hand firmly at the base to spare Jimmy a few inches. “Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll fuck you.”

Opening his mouth, Jimmy whined in want of the hot taste of flesh, eagerly sucking as hard as he could. Cold kept pushing, letting him take as much as he wanted down to his fingers. Jimmy was soon drooling, gagging a little and writhing as the vibrations in his ass grew even stronger.

Cold fucked his face slowly, fingers tangled tight in Jimmy’s hair as his hips thrust forward. He would turn the vibrations down to give Jimmy a quick reprieve before cranking them back up and choking him with his cock at the same time.

Savoring every moment, Jimmy’s body was on the verge of collapse when the vibrations reached their peak and Cold pushed his cock fully down his throat. Jimmy loved Cold using him like this, making him choke and whimper, and his skin grew white-hot as the temperature inside him climbed higher and higher.

“Good boy.” Cold adjusted the vibrations to a low level and pulled his cock away.

Jimmy blinked past his tears and smiled up at Cold. “I was good?”

“Mmm, very good,” Cold confirmed, lovingly wiping Jimmy’s drool from his chin. “Any better and I would have come already.”

Jimmy’s chest surged with a rush of pride. He opened his mouth instinctively as Cold rubbed the head of his cock over his lower lip, teasing him with a quick taste.

“Not yet. I much prefer to come inside you. Would you like that, Mr. Poe?”

“Yes, sir. Please.”

Cold smirked, tapping his cock one more time against Jimmy’s mouth. “Wait right there for me.”

“Yes, sir.”

Cold slid off the bed, coming around behind Jimmy to release the spreader bar from between his knees. He sat back against the headboard as he lubed up his cock and then reached for Jimmy since he still couldn’t move well with his arms tied. “Come here. In my lap, your back to my chest.”

Jimmy crawled over as best he could, Cold helping him get into the position he wanted. He sat, knees bent with his feet flat on the bed. He felt a little like a frog sitting like that, and he was grateful for Cold’s grip holding his arms so he didn’t teeter forward.

“Perfect,” Cold praised, reaching down between Jimmy’s cheeks to remove the vibrating plug. He set it aside to clean up later, lifting Jimmy’s hips and rubbing his hole with the head of his cock.

“God…” Jimmy whined, gasping shamelessly from the beautiful torture.

Groaning appreciatively, Cold let Jimmy ease his way down on his thick cock.

Jimmy cried out louder and louder until Cold was fully inside of him, and he panted, full and aching wonderfully. “Fuck… it’s so good.”

Holding on to his wrist, Cold pushed Jimmy forward. If he let go, Jimmy would topple onto his face, but Jimmy trusted him, gasping at the stretch as Cold shifted beneath him. The angle was amazing.

But Cold was enjoying himself too much to start moving yet, holding Jimmy’s ropes and using his other hand to slide along the curves of his body. He raised him up a bit, but it was only enough to feel around Jimmy’s stretched hole where his cock was filling him up.

“Beautiful,” Cold whispered, admiring the tight fit.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Because you’ve been so good, I’m going to fuck you, but first I want to see how much you want it. Start fucking yourself on my cock. Use those gorgeous legs of yours. I won’t let you fall.”

Jimmy nodded, flexing his thighs and lifting himself up, letting his body drop back down on Cold’s cock. He gasped at the new depth it created, and he adjusted his feet to give himself more leverage, slowly bouncing up and down.

Groaning with every slam, Jimmy would swear Cold’s cock was going right through him. The ropes pulled against every inch of his body and restricted him from being able to fully move or stretch and really get into it.

He pushed himself as hard as he could, thighs burning, his aching cock bobbing as he rode Cold. He wanted to go faster, wanted to feel the burn, but Cold grabbed him by his throat, soothing, “Easy, Mr. Poe.”