10. Joaquin

Chapter 10

Joaquin

Joaquin couldn't believe what had just happened, and he was even more shocked by just how much he had enjoyed it.

Down on his knees and with Cole's hot, salty cum still fresh in his mouth, Joaquin knew that this was something else. He'd been with his fair share of women over the years, but Joaquin had never felt his cock as achingly hard as it was right in that moment.

There had been something so overwhelmingly intoxicating about taking the more typically feminine position and submitting to giving Cole's thuddingly big cock the service that Cole demanded. Even as he felt himself choke and splutter, Joaquin hadn't once thought about giving up or tapping out. Far from it, in fact.

The more that Joaquin sucked, slurped, and swirled on Cole's manhood, the more he wanted. It felt like the first time taking an illicit substance, or the first sip of a well-earned beer. One hit wasn't going to do it. Joaquin had been determined to keep giving Cole precisely what he was demanding, and take it all the way to the end.

And what was even more thrilling for Joaquin was the way that once Cole had cum, he almost mockingly pulled his cock from Joaquin's mouth and slapped and wiped it across his face. It felt like he was being subjectified or used like a toy. And Joaquin was all there for it too.

But now that Cole had received his satisfaction, Joaquin had no idea what was next.

With the feeling of the rough terrain under his knees and the sun shining through the trees above, all Joaquin could do was look up at the man mountain towering above him.

He's so big, so powerful.

We're both men, but.

Cole's a whole other kind of man…

But before Joaquin could allow his mind to wander any further, he felt Cole's strong arms lifting him to his feet. And it was clear that Cole wanted something from him too.

‘You just stand there and let me help with your hard little problem,' Cole growled, roughly pulling Joaquin's trousers and boxers down. ‘I don't think this will take long…'

Joaquin blushed as his hard, twitching cock swayed in the breeze as Cole playfully slapped it from side to side. In fact, Joaquin was somewhat surprised that he didn't cum right there and then as his body filled with adrenalin and sheer excitement.

Cole was rough, tough, and fully in control.

Joaquin knew that there was no escape, and there was no way he could overpower Cole either. He felt small, vulnerable, and very, very turned on.

‘Now watch this,' Cole said, a look of wicked delight on his face as he spat onto his palm and took Joaquin's entire cock in his fist. ‘Listen to me very carefully, boy. You've got twenty pumps to make yourself orgasm. If you don't make it, I'll be spanking you here and now. But you can't cum before you hit ten pumps. That's going to lead to a spanking too. Got it?'

‘You want me to…' Joaquin said, his words trailing off as he eased his hips back and then forward again, his manhood secure inside Cole's fist. ‘Like this?'

‘Exactly,' Cole said, looking on intently. ‘And that's one pump. Another nineteen to go.'

Joaquin felt a surge of excitement course through his veins as he realized that what he got out of this experience was going to come down to him. The feeling of having his entire cock swallowed up whole by Cole was incredible in itself, and being made to hump and pump Cole's fist was an extra layer of wickedly sensual degradation that was hitting Joaquin in all the right places.

I could cum on the next thrust.

Fuck. I can't. I don't want another spanking.

But I don't know how long I can last…

‘Oh, and there's a time limit too,' Cole bellowed, his piercing stare sending a shiver over Joaquin but exciting him in a way that no casual hookup or girlfriend had come close to before. ‘You'd better step up the pace. That is unless you want me to turn those cheeks bright red again?'

Joaquin shook his head. He tried to talk, but he was worried that even speaking to Cole would push him over the edge and into an orgasm. Joaquin instead focused on building up to the magical figure of ten, knowing that he'd then be free to shoot his load.

‘I… I… I think that's nine,' Joaquin said, his legs tightening as he did everything he could to stave off his own climax. ‘I… I… can I cum on ten? Or do I have to hit ten and then cum on the next one?'

Joaquin genuinely wasn't sure. And he definitely didn't want to risk the chance of a post-orgasm spanking either.

‘Please tell me,' Joaquin said, doing everything he could to keep the release at bay. ‘I'll call you sir, or master… I'll be your boy…. I'll do whatever you want me to…'

Without realizing, Joaquin's own words had indeed pushed him over the edge.

Quickly thrusting twice in succession, Joaquin felt himself orgasm hard and loudly too – so much so that Cole reached with his other hand and placed it over Joaquin's mouth. But even this was a turn on for Joaquin, and as he felt himself thrusting and wriggling to get every last drop of cum out, he knew that in that moment he had meant every word of what he'd uttered to Cole.

‘You're a horny little slut, aren't you?' Cole growled, his lips close to Joaquin's ear. ‘Say it.'

‘I'm a horny little slut,' Joaquin replied, breathless and ready to collapse as a final couple of bursts of cum left him. ‘And I'm yours too… if you want me.'

‘We'll see, boy,' Cole replied, holding Joaquin tight and engulfing his entire body. ‘Time will tell on that one. Time will tell…'

With that, Joaquin relaxed his body and simply allowed himself to be held by Cole.

This was unchartered territory.

Joaquin knew that his life was up in the air when it came to the Rohan Katsen situation, not to mention the complex nature of his feelings for Jenna and her baby. And now there was Cole Tyrant to contend with too.

Joaquin had never done things by the book and judging by what had been going on with Cole, that wasn't about to change any time soon…