Dear Father Christmas

[carsonshepherd]

I closed my eyes for a second, overwhelmed by the sensations zipping through me, and when I opened them Rhys had a wool scarf in his hand and a positively wicked smile on his face. Being tied up was not really my thing, but every now and then I'd let him do it, because I was just nice like that.

Taking my wrists in one hand, he gently pulled my arms over my head and wrapped the scarf around my wrists, not tight, but snugly enough that I couldn't slip out without trying. All the while, I sucked at the icicle he held in his other hand, working it in and out of my mouth, rounding the end to a blunt knob. Finally he pulled it out and looked at it, his eyes lighting up like a kid at Christmas.

"Good job," he smirked.

The he moved down the couch, took the blanket and pulled it off me, leaving me exposed and half-naked with my hands tied over my head, my cock dripping onto my stomach. My legs were cold but I knew they'd soon be warm.... the shock of the icicle might be another story though...

 

[Rhys]

run it over your nipples first

 

[carsonshepherd]

Grinning, Rhys knelt between my legs and slowly ran the icicle up my belly, and then I watched in horror as he brought it up to my nipple. I cringed and almost begged him not to, but he liked it too much when I started pleading and I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. The ice touched my nipple and it burned with cold, tightening so hard, tingling, making me moan. Pain? pleasure? I didn't know anymore...

My whimpering, confused reaction made him growl and then he dipped down and took the frozen nipple in his hot mouth and soothed it with his tongue until I felt like I was burning up from the inside.

My knees were visibly trembling with a mixture of cold and anticipation. He slid between my legs and warmed me and the shock of his warm skin and tongue alternating with the slight stingy cold of the icicle skiming my inner thigh made me cry out, tugging unconsiously against the scarf binding my wrists.

"Fuck! that motherfucker is cold!" I hollered, rather unnecessarily.

His warm mouth encircled my cock again and I felt his hand lifting my left thigh. I felt the cold tease down over my balls, circle my hole, melting into cold water, leaving me wet. I felt the burning cold pressing against my hole and I cried out, biting my lips, as it stung me and then pressed inside and then slowly, inch by inch, into my ass.

It hurt at first, because of the cold, but in just an instant it was numb and I couldn't feel a damn thing except the grith inside me. Rhys had pulled back from licking my cock and now he was watching my face intently for signs that he was hurting me. Instead, I squirmed with pleasure and he moved back on his knees so he could watch the frozen shaft with his eyes dark and hungry.

 

[carsonshepherd]

"Mmm yeah that's so hot," he whispered, panting a bit as he watched. He loved this... he would fuck me with anything I would let him, dildos or hairbrushes or vegetables or whatever... I was used to it by now.

Icicles were a new one however and I bucked my hips, taking it deeper, meeting his thrusts. His eyes widened as he watched me throw my who lebody up into the shaft of ice fucking me. I didn't think I was going to come because of the cold and the slight sting but all the sudden I felt a deep, warm wave of pleasure hit me and it got all yellow and sparkly, and sensing I was close, he took my cock in his hand and stroked it in rhythm to his thrusts and I suddenly shot, the orgasm thundering over me so that I pulled hard against the bonds just to feel that safety net, that I wasn't going to plunge over the edge and never come back.

Everything was dark, and then his cock was sliding over my cheek, warm and silky, a salty sweet trail over to my lips and I opened my mouth, welcoming his cock. It filled my whole being and I stopped thinking while he thrust forward into the welcoming heat of my mouth. His breath was noisy and his hips jerked in the way he got when he was very turned on. I didn't pay attention to the passing of time but it wasnt long at all before he quivered all over; froze; and arched his back while he let out an animal cry and unloaded his hot cream into my mouth; it overflowed, running down my chin and I just swallowed the best I could, lying perfectly still, licking his slit until the sensitivity got to be too much and he pulled away, shaky and smiling.

"Well," he said as he wiped the cum off my chin and reached up to untie the scarf. He grinned widely and helped me rub the feeling back into my cold hands. "Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow."

 

[Rhys]

oh it doesn't show signs of stopping
and I brought some corn for popping
and the lights are turned way down low

Let it snow
let it snow
let it snow...

 

[carsonshepherd]

I know you didn't have popcorn in mind when you brought those ears of corn..

 

[Rhys]

of course not.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Would that be the sequel you're hoping for?

 

[Rhys]

Yes.


I've got your love to keep me warm Irving Berlin

The snow is snowing and the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
For I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
Oh, what do I care if icicles form?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
What do I care if icicles form?
Oh-ho-ho, I've got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm

 

[Rhys]

ahem. *cough*

 

[carsonshepherd]

ahem. *cough*

tissue?