9. Cole

Chapter 9

Cole

After taking a shower and getting changed into his jeans and white t-shirt, Cole stepped out of his bedroom and walked down the short corridor toward the kitchen.

Joaquin was happily playing with Ranger out front, and Cole saw this as a perfect time to check in with his friends. Cole was happy enough that looking after the boy was the right call, but he wanted to reach out to Vince and Roddy – the pair of them both had contacts in the city, and any information they could provide about this asshole Rohan Katsen might just make the difference.

‘Okay, let's see what my guys can conjure for me…' Cole said, tapping out his message.

COLE: Hey. I've got a problem. Well, a friend has a problem, but I'm making it mine if you follow my drift. I'm looking for intel on a piece of shit called Rohan Katsen. He's a lowlife in the city, so I figured one of you two might have come across his name before. If you know anything, hit me back.

RODDY: Katsen? Yeah, the name strikes a chord with me. I'll need to reach out to a couple of guys, but I'll hit you up with the details as soon as I hear back.

VINCE: I haven't heard the name, but I'll get in touch with a couple of less than respectable dudes I know too. In the meantime, I think we need to know who this mysterious ‘friend' is…

COLE: Thank you both. Talk later.

Cole frowned and shook his head. He was happy that his friends were potentially going to be able to help uncover a little more about Katsen, but the prospect of talking about Joaquin was less appealing.

Over the years, Cole had always kept his private life to himself. Maybe it was a legacy form his days as a hockey pro when he constantly faced a tirade of media intrusion into his private life.

This media intrusion had only intensified when Cole started falling foul of the law and hockey authorities too. In fact, at one point it all got so intense that Cole considered retiring from the sport early. Of course, that decision was ultimately taken out of Cole's hands, but there was no doubt about it – Cole liked to keep his business close to his chest.

Even when Cole hooked up with a guy in a club – which was rare these days – he wouldn't tell either Vince or Roddy if he could get away with it. It wasn't that Cole didn't trust either of them. In fact, Cole would have trusted both of his Ridgeback Falls friends with his life. But Cole Tyrant was simply a man who kept his cards close to his chest and there was no way that was changing any time soon.

As he walked out from the house and onto the front porch, Cole glanced over at Joaquin as he pranced around and played a game with Ranger. The two of them looked like old friends. Cole knew that Ranger could be aloof with strangers, but to see the hound so engaged and carefree with Joaquin was something else.

I don't blame Ranger.

The boy's got it all.

And he's got a big shock headed his way too…

The woodland was dense, full of life, and the kind of place that a person could go missing in if they weren't careful. In fact, Cole had often wondered whether he might stumble across a body one day, such was the sheer size and scale of the place.

It wasn't that Ridgeback Falls was some kind of epicenter for crime or anything like that, but it certainly wasn't unheard of for people to disappear and never be seen again.

‘This place is pretty fucking impressive,' Cole said, watching as Ranger dashed between the tall, ancient trees. ‘For Ranger, it's his own personal playground. He's probably seen sights here that even I haven't. Hell, the hound could probably tell a hundred tales of his own adventures here if only he could talk. Ranger sees everything .'

After walking for about forty minutes into the depths of the woodland that arched around one side of his house, Cole could tell that Joaquin might be getting suspicious as to where they were headed…

‘It's okay, you can ask me,' Cole said, coming to a standstill and taking his water bottle and taking three large gulps. ‘You want to know where we're going.'

‘I, um , no, actually I'm kinda just enjoying walking,' Joaquin replied, smiling as he watched Ranger dash into the thick undergrowth, no doubt off on one of his own scouting missions.

Cole took a step closer to Joaquin and could see that the boy was nervous all of a sudden. As he towered over Joaquin, Cole looked into his ocean-blue eyes and gave him a hard stare.

‘W-w-w-what?' Joaquin asked, suddenly nervous. ‘Did I do something wrong?'

‘You tell me,' Cole replied.

Cole thought back to his shower earlier and how thrilling it was to know that Joaquin was watching him through the crack in the door. At first, Cole wasn't sure that it was Joaquin. It might after all have been Ranger patrolling the house. But when Cole had taken a sneaky look at the small hand mirror and made out Joaquin's eager eyes peering through the door, he was in no doubt that the boy had been spying on him.

And while it may have thrilled Cole to know that Joaquin was watching him, he also knew that this kind of action couldn't go unchecked. The boy would have to learn his lesson, and he would have to confess too…

‘I'm giving you a chance to own your behavior,' Cole said, placing his hand on Joaquin's shoulder. ‘You're a guest in my house. I need to know that you'll be honest with me.'

Cole could see that Joaquin's guilt was written all over his face.

And as disappointed as Cole was with a lack of immediate confession, he could also feel himself getting hard at the prospect of extracting a confession out of the young man…

‘Did you like what you saw?' Cole growled, bringing Joaquin in close to him. ‘You know what I'm talking about.'

‘I… I… it was… not like that,' Joaquin stammered, clearly knowing that the jig was up. ‘Please don't hurt me. I won't do it again. I just… couldn't stop looking.'

‘Well, how about you take a look now,' Cole said, blood pumping through his veins as he unzipped and then lowered his jeans, taking his jet-black briefs with them as he slid them down his powerful legs.

As Cole's fully erect cock sprung up to attention, he could see a look of awe on Joaquin's face. And as if that wasn't enough, the way that Joaquin's pupils dilated at the sight of his monstrously hard manhood sealed the deal.

‘I've never…' Joaquin said, slowly sinking to his knees, totally of his own volition. ‘It's so big. I don't know what to do… I…'

‘Just do what comes naturally,' Cole growled, shaking his cock from side to side and grazing it over Joaquin's plump, red lips. ‘Don't think. Just pleasure. That's all that matters right now. And just know that I'm clean. If you are too, then I'm all good.'

And it was clear that this was all that Joaquin needed to hear. There would be no need for protection, and all that was left was to see just how adept Joaquin would be at providing the pleasure.

Cole inhaled sharply as he felt Joaquin's tongue tentatively lap up and over his bulbous cock head. The young man might have been a first timer, but he certainly had all the right instincts.

‘Fuck, that's good,' Cole said, placing his hands on Joaquin's floppy hair and giving it a slight pull. ‘Now get that mouth to work. You wanted to watch me in the shower and jerk that little cock of yours. Well here's your chance to repay the favor and give me my pleasure.'

‘Yes, sir,' Joaquin replied, his words somewhat mumbled as he began to take Cole's length inside his mouth.

Cole relished the sight of Joaquin's submissive side coming out once more.

The spanking in the alley had been one thing, but this was a whole other level.

Joaquin was on his knees and working his mouth up and down the full length of Cole's throbbing cock. And on top of that, Joaquin was doing it like a pro too.

‘I want to hear you cough and splutter,' Cole commanded, gripping Joaquin's hair tighter and pulling and pushing the boy's head closer to his own body. ‘I don't appreciate being spied on in my own home. You need to give me what I need.'

And Joaquin wasted no more time in giving Cole precisely what he needed.

Joaquin reached around behind Cole and grabbed on his boulder-like ass cheeks as he frantically worked his mouth up and down the length of Cole's cock. Soon enough, Cole could feel the unstoppable momentum of his climax building – and if he had anything to do with it, Joaquin was going to be swallowing the entire load.

‘Every… fucking… drop…' Cole groaned, his voice echoing around the trees in the small clearing as he shot wave after wave of hot, thick seed into Joaquin's willing mouth.

And as Cole pulled his twitching, throbbing, wet cock out of Joaquin's mouth, he saw a look of wonder and pure lust on Joaquin's face.

There was only one thing for it.

The boy was going to get his orgasm too – and he was going to get it right that second in the great outdoors…