Part 20
Paul felt another shiver of anticipation run down his spine at Wil’s words. His cock was so hard it was almost painful and his whole body ached with desire and was begging for release. But somehow he knew Wil wasn’t going to be making things quite that easy.
Wil reached over to the bedside table, grabbing a small container. Paul couldn’t see what was in it, but he knew he’d be finding out soon enough.
“What have you got?”
Paul managed to ask, despite knowing Wil wouldn’t tell him, and he was right. Wil just smiled and shook his head, scooting further down the bed so that he was lying on his stomach between Paul’s legs. Paul could feel Wil’s hot breath on his erection and he groaned.
“Wil please touch me.”
Wil responded this time, wrapping his hand around the base of Paul’s shaft and stroking him gently. He knew Paul wasn’t far from climax, and he wanted to delay it as long as possible.
With his hand still wrapped around Paul’s cock, Wil lifted his head to look up at his lover. He was looking down at Wil, sweat beading on his forehead and his eyes glazed over with passion and desire. When Wil then wrapped his lips around the tip of Paul’s cock, Paul’s eyes closed and his head went back against the pillows, letting out a deep growl.
With his eyes closed Paul didn’t see Wil’s other hand reaching into the small container. With one hand still wrapped around Paul’s shaft, Wil lifted his head and placed a single ice cube into his mouth. He then lowered his head and wrapped his mouth around Paul’s entire length.
“Holy fuck!”
Paul jerked against the handcuffs and cried out as the exquisite feeling of Wil’s warm hand against his cock was quickly overwhelmed by a shocking cold sensation as Wil’s mouth descended on him. Wil pulled his mouth away again and looked up at Paul, whose whole body was literally shaking from the sensations.
“You okay?”
“You could warn me when you’re going to do that!”
Paul sighed, surprised he was able to even breathe, let only speak. Wil simply smiled up at him.
“Now where is the fun in that?”
Wil slipped another ice cube into his mouth and kissed his way up Paul’s naked body. Paul squirmed around on the bed as the hot and cold combination of Wil’s mouth and the ice left a burning trail of desire on every inch of his skin.
“Wil..”
Wil smiled again, thoroughly enjoying every second of this. He climbed back up and straddled Paul’s thighs once more, but not before grabbing two more ice cubes. He placed them against Paul’s hardened nipples and that was enough to make Paul scream out again. His whole body was on fire, every touch; every simple movement of Wil against him was driving him closer and closer to the edge.
“Wil, I can’t.. I’m going to..”
Paul couldn’t even form a sentence anymore, his brain no longer functioning, overloaded with the pleasure that Wil had given him. He wanted desperately to wrap his arms around Wil’s body, to give him the same pleasure, but he knew that he’d have time for that later.
“You want me inside you Paul?”
“Yes..please!”
Wil raised an eyebrow, looking down at Paul as if in deep thought. A slow smile spread onto his face and he slowly shook his head.
“Sorry Pauly, I’m not done with my fun yet.”
Paul groaned in frustration. Wil leant over and placed the ice container back on the table, but not before grabbing something else. Paul forced his eyes open and he gulped as he saw Wil holding not only the can of whipped cream again, but also a banana and a bowl of strawberries.
Wil sat back against Paul’s thighs, ignoring the own throbbing pain between his legs and focusing his energy on bringing Paul as much pleasure as possible. He grabbed a strawberry, running it up the length of Paul’s body and then depositing it in Paul’s mouth.
Wil then leant down and their lips met in a deep kiss, the strawberry quickly disappearing as their tongues begin to explore each other’s mouths and they both moaned. Paul fought against his bonds, wanting desperately to touch Wil. Wil noticed Paul fighting and pulled away from the kiss, placing a hand on Paul’s chest.
“Don’t fight against the cuffs babe, you’ll hurt yourself.”
Paul nodded, knowing Wil was right. Wil grabbed another strawberry, again feeding it to Paul and then capturing his lips once more. It was exquisite pleasure, but at the same time it was driving Paul absolutely mad.
When Wil pulled away for the last time, Paul ran his tongue over his own lips, savoring the sweet taste of the strawberries mixed with the very sweet taste of Wil’s mouth.
Paul looked down at Wil, wondering what was coming next. He bit on his lip to stop from moaning as he saw Wil sitting there with a smirk on his face, slowly peeling the banana.
part 21